Peerless War God

A ball of dark green flame rose from Chen Xiao's palm and walked towards the human cocoon.    

The more he looked at it, the more surprised he became. After Zhao Yuanjing's soul was destroyed, the human cocoon that was formed by Zhao Yuanjing's body, as the most suitable shell for Zhao Yuanjing, actually did not rot and decay along with it. Instead, it was full of vitality.    

Chen Xiao frowned, "Could this be the supreme Blood Devil True Body that Zhao Yuanjing kept on muttering about?"    

Hiss ~    

He couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air. He carefully probed it with his spiritual will, but he discovered that it was really just an empty shell. There was nothing inside, and there was no soul. It was like a dead thing, but he was standing in front of it, looking like a living person.    

"What a terrifying technique. Is this the power of the secret technique of the Demon Clan?"    

Chen Xiao didn't dare to think about it. In his heart, he was still thinking about how to deal with this thing.    

If he destroyed it just like that, it would be too much of a pity.    

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "If Xi Luo was here, everything would be solved easily. Sigh."    

Xi Luo was one with his main body, so it was impossible to separate them. Naturally, it was impossible for him to move with the Black Spirit Doppelganger.    

Not to mention Xi Luo, even if he used the Soul Seizing Sword, it would be a little strenuous for him to use the doppelganger, and it was far less easy than the main body.    

Chen Xiao paced back and forth. After thinking for a while, he thought of a way, "Keep it first. When I go back, I will ask Xi Luo about it. Then I will be able to clear my doubts."    

"Yes, let's do it this way."    

Immediately, Chen Xiao took out a storage bag that could hold living things and put the entire devil body inside.    

Then, he burned the entire Zhao Family and destroyed all the traces of battle.    

He turned around and looked at the empty and terrifying An Yang City. He sighed heavily and said, "It can be considered as avenging the deaths of those who died in vain. Rest in peace."    

"Wuwu ~"    

A sinister wind whistled past, as if it was responding to Chen Xiao's words.    

He looked at it a few more times and didn't stay any longer. He turned around and rushed back. It had been a long time, and Ye Zhen should be anxious.    

He just hoped that nothing bad would happen.    

But when he thought of the Ye Family spy, he felt uneasy for no reason.    

"I hope it's still not too late."    

Chen Xiao sighed in his heart and sped up.    

After a while, he saw a black dot in the distance rapidly approaching him. When he got closer, he saw that it was Ye Zhen.    

Chen Xiao stopped and said in surprise, "Ye Zhen? Why are you here? How is the Hundred Herbs Villa?"    

Ye Zhen laughed and revealed a happy expression. "Don't worry, my lord. I have already cleared out those devil puppets. Not a single one is left."    

Chen Xiao's face suddenly sank. "Since you are clearing out the devil puppets, why are you looking for me?"    

"I, I'm worried that my lord can't handle it alone. I came to help. Is there a problem?"    

Ye Zhen was at a loss. He could not understand what Chen Xiao meant at all.    

He originally wanted to help Chen Xiao, but seeing Chen Xiao's attitude, he was afraid that something was wrong.    

Chen Xiao shook his head and said, "You're confused. Ye Hao is the spy of the Blood Spirit Cult."    

"What?" Ye Zhen was shocked. He never thought that the descendant of the Ye Family that he had high hopes for would be a spy of the Blood Spirit Cult. He quickly asked, "Sir, how did you know that Ye Hao was the spy? Do you have proof?"    

"I killed the leader of the Blood Spirit Cult, Zhao Yuanjing, and searched his soul." Chen Xiao said.    

The news that shocked Ye Zhen was one after another. He was unable to digest them all at once.    

What was even more shocking was that Zhao Yuanjing was the leader of the Blood Spirit Cult.    

"Is it the old city lord of An Yang City, Zhao Yuanjing?" Ye Zhen asked with a doubtful expression.    

"Yes." Chen Xiao nodded.    

Ye Zhen was completely driven mad. He scratched his head and said loudly, "How could Zhao Yuanjing be the leader of the Blood Spirit Cult? I even paid him a visit a few years ago. Everything is normal."    

"It's very normal. He sacrificed the entire An Yang City, including the entire Zhao Family, and turned them into the essence energy to nourish his evil cultivation."    

Chen Xiao sneered.    

Ye Zhen's expression changed greatly. "That's it? Then sir, you killed Zhao Yuanjing. You did it for the world. It's a pity that An Yang City was sacrificed. All of them were turned into the essence energy to nourish his evil technique. Sigh, what a pity. Another massacre."    

Over the past few years, with all sorts of news going around, the descent of the Demon Race and the reappearance of the Dark Shrine caused the hidden Evil Cultivators to become restless.    

Because of this, massacres had occurred all over the city. Although they were furious, Ye Zhen was not surprised.    

In the Divine Realm, the law of the jungle had always been the law of the jungle. This was the case for the Evil Cultivators and low-level cultivators.    

Chen Xiao stepped forward and patted Ye Zhen's shoulder twice. He said, "Alright, let's not delay any longer. It's more important to return first. Ye Hao can't cause any more trouble."    

Ye Zhen was not that nervous about this. He only said, "Don't worry, Lord. Although Ye Hao's talent is not bad, he is only a Prominent Divine Stage cultivator. His strength is weak. He alone can pass on some information. He won't be able to cause any big waves. Lord, don't worry. When we return, I will definitely punish him."    

Seeing that the other party had said so, Chen Xiao did not say anything more. After all, this was an internal matter of the Ye Family.    

As an outsider, it was not good for him to meddle in this matter.    

The leader of the Blood Spirit Cult, Zhao Yuanjing, was already dead. The hidden threat of the White Stone City had been removed. His goal had been achieved.    

"Let's go back first." Chen Xiao said.    

"Yes, Lord."    

Immediately, the two of them rushed towards the Hundred Herbs Manor at their fastest speed.    

After a while, the two of them returned to the Hundred Herbs Manor. However, the ground was in a mess. Broken limbs and blood were everywhere. A pungent smell of blood rushed into their noses, making them nauseous.    

The blood and flesh puppets were all killed by Ye Zhen and his men. The corpses on the ground also emitted a foul stench, causing people to stay away from them.    

Suddenly, Ye Zhen's eyes widened and he went crazy, "Ye Kuan, my good grandson, Ye Kuan, don't …"    

In the next moment, Ye Zhen rushed over like a madman, his eyes bloodshot.    

Chen Xiao's face was gloomy as he sighed and followed closely behind.    

They saw that in a forest not far from the Hundred Herbs Villa, a life-and-death confrontation was going on.    

Ye Hao had taken Ye Kuan hostage and held him in his hand. The sword in his right hand pierced through Ye Kuan's heart and went through it. Fresh blood flowed down, and the cultivators of the Ye Family surrounded Ye Hao.    

Ye Kuan's face was pale and bloodless. He gasped for air with great difficulty, as if every breath was the last.    

Ye Hao's sneak attack on Ye Kuan's back made Ye Kuan very surprised.    

Chapter 3 – The Secret of the Sword