Chapter 1536: Disciple Lu Chong Has Returned!

"This... a soul shaman?"

"Weren't soul shamans wiped out tens of thousands of years ago? How can one still exist?"

"This soul shaman says... to deal with the teacher and the junior sister... Could it be that he is also Zhang Xuan's student?"

"Not only did he teach a poison master, but also a soul shaman?"

Everyone's faces changed. A group of nine-star master teachers, who remained unflinching even when heaven and earth collapsed, now looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Teaching the Poison Hall Master with an innate poison body was one thing, but this enormous soul shaman also claimed to be his student... Was it true?

Although the soul shaman lineage had been severed for tens of thousands of years, the fact that he could snatch the Hall Master Token with a single move and force Acting Hall Master Ren Qingyuan to refrain from attacking... everyone could still discern his strength.

The students he taught were stronger than himself... And the key point was that two appeared at once!

"Let go!"

Not expecting a soul shaman to suddenly appear and snatch the Hall Master Token while he was off guard, Ren Qingyuan's face changed, and he quickly grabbed at it.

The Hall Master Token represented the authority and status of the Master Teacher Hall; it could not be lost!

Rip!

The air was torn, and distortions appeared all around.

As the Acting Hall Master, Ren Qingyuan's strength was far greater than Zhang Wuhen's. When he struck with full force, everyone felt as if the surrounding sounds and light were stripped away, leaving only pitch blackness before their eyes, as if heaven and earth were torn apart in an instant.

Of course, it wasn't truly tearing heaven and earth apart, but an illusion of the senses. This technique could already affect the primordial spirit and soul, making it impossible to distinguish truth from falsehood.

"Your strength is considerable, but it's still not enough to catch me..."

The soul shaman in the air chuckled softly, his figure gradually fading, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished into the air as if he had never appeared.

"It's the lost [Soul Shaman Shuttle]!" Luo Qingsheng's pupils contracted.

"Soul Shaman Shuttle?" Zhang Wuhen was puzzled.

"Soul shamans are formless and intangible. As long as their will is strong enough, they can break through spatial constraints and shuttle through. Physical matter cannot block them... Although they cannot teleport over long distances like teleportation arrays, they have a great advantage in short-distance jumps!"

Luo Qingsheng explained.

Relying on his bloodline, his mastery of space was far greater than that of everyone present, and he understood the difficulty of such shuttling very well.

Physical body traversal required enduring various spatial storms, which were hard to withstand. Soul shamans found it much easier and could break through spatial constraints... Although Ren Qingyuan's strength was extremely formidable, catching him would probably not be that easy.

Whoosh!

Before his words faded, the soul shaman who had just disappeared appeared before a nine-star master teacher.

Boom!

As soon as he appeared, a special force surged out and charged straight at the nine-star master teacher.

Bang!

Before he could react, the master teacher was struck, sent flying backward, and crashed into countless buildings.

Fortunately, before Ren Qingyuan and the others arrived, knowing that a huge commotion would occur, they had the local Master Teacher Hall evacuate the ordinary people; otherwise, countless innocent lives would have perished in this collision.

"You... diverted my power..."

Stopping abruptly, Ren Qingyuan's eyes blazed with fury.

With his insight, he could easily see that when the other party performed the Soul Shaman Shuttle, he had also taken away part of his attack power, using it to severely wound his companion on the spot.

"That's right. Come on, keep attacking. I see there are still many nine-star master teachers left; I can defeat them one by one..."

The soul shaman smiled faintly, the corners of his mouth lifting.

"You..."

His fists clenched with a cracking sound, Ren Qingyuan was about to explode.

Since the other party could shuttle, his attacks were useless. If he transferred them to another master teacher again, wouldn't that be like injuring his own people?

"A soul shaman capable of performing the Soul Shaman Shuttle has at least reached nine-star. Wasn't the soul shaman lineage severed? Who exactly are you? Where did you come from..."

Unable to hold back any longer, he shouted loudly.

Possessing such strength was not achieved overnight. How had the Master Teacher Hall never heard any news?

"Soul shamans were annihilated by the Master Teacher Hall, but the lineage was not completely severed... Well, are you going to attack or not? If not, I need to rest..."

Looking over calmly, the soul shaman's eyes held a hint of mockery.

"Hand over the Hall Master Token. Otherwise, the Master Teacher Hall can destroy your soul shamans once, and it can do so a second time..."

Ren Qingyuan shouted, stomping his foot heavily on the ground.

Rip!

The surrounding space seemed to freeze, making it nearly impossible to tear apart.

Martial technique: Frozen Space!

It could completely seal spatial fluctuations, even rendering teleportation arrays ineffective!

He had deliberately asked questions earlier to buy time, but in reality, he was gathering power to execute this move.

"Let's see how you escape now!"

Having frozen the space, Ren Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyebrows, and flipped his wrist. A long sword appeared in his palm. He pointed it in the air and thrust it straight at the soul shaman before him.

The sword carried a fierce killing intent, becoming almost tangible before it even arrived. Even a soul shaman, facing it head-on, would find it hard to escape.

Seeing the power of the sword and knowing he couldn't dodge, the soul shaman was not flustered. Instead, he chuckled softly, his massive form suddenly shrinking until it was the size of the token, hiding directly behind the Hall Master Token.

Hum!

Not expecting this fellow to be able to shrink, and knowing that continuing would inevitably cause the sword to strike the Hall Master Token, Ren Qingyuan quickly raised his sword and withdrew his power.

Because he retracted his true energy too quickly, his chest ached, and he could no longer hold back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Haha, you can keep attacking. Since this token is here, you can't kill me!"

Seeing him withdraw his power, the soul shaman chuckled again and returned to his previous form.

"You..."

Ren Qingyuan narrowed his eyes, his chest heaving continuously, as if he were about to explode.

A poison master who had not dared to show himself for ten thousand years, and a profession that had disappeared who knows how long ago... had forced him to have anger he could not vent. If someone had told him this before, he would never have believed it.

"The Hall Master Token contains the will of successive acting hall masters. Although you used your soul shaman to snatch it away and cut off my spiritual sense, you can never control it. In fact, you must always be on guard against backlash and injury!"

Taking a deep breath to suppress his anger, Ren Qingyuan looked over again: "If I'm not mistaken, even though you're holding the Hall Master Token now, your soul feels as hot as touching a branding iron!"

The Hall Master Token represented the dignity of the Master Teacher Hall. If anyone could snatch it away, it would be meaningless.

The other party seemed to have taken the item, and he couldn't retrieve it, but in reality, he was probably suffering from the attacks of the successive ancestors' wills, unable to extricate himself.

"This thing is indeed a bit hot..."

The soul shaman smiled: "But I can't return it to you just yet."

Having said that, ignoring the other party, he shook his body, landed on the ground, and knelt down with a soft thud.

"Your disciple, Lu Chong... has returned!"