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Yang Long knelt on the ground. His damaged internal organs and broken ribs made it impossible for him to stand up. The Dragon Pattern Spear in his hand gradually dissipated and returned to his body.
With his body severely damaged, Yang Long couldn't possibly use his Soul Power to stop the injury.
Soul Power carried the nature of the Martial Soul. His Martial Soul was the Dragon Pattern Spear, which had mutated from the Soul Breaking Spear. It didn't have any healing properties at all. Using Soul Power would only cause him to be even more injured.
"As expected of a beast...you're just...just cruel." Yang Long gritted his teeth and glared at Xiao Wu, cursing viciously.
"When it comes to cruelty, I can't compare to you humans." Xiao Wu was angry, but she still didn't kill Yang Long, "This time, I'll spare you. I don't care how you found out my identity, but if you dare to spread it, I definitely won't hold back next time."
In fact, Xiao Wu knew that if Yang Long died, her secret would be kept, but she couldn't bring herself to kill him.
Killing people was still too cruel for a little girl like her who was ten thousand years old (not necessarily really cultivated for ten thousand years)...
Yang Long watched Xiao Wu's departing figure and cursed, "This is sparing me? If I don't get timely treatment, I'll definitely die. I have to find a healing-type Soul Master."
After Xiao Wu's figure disappeared, Yang Long took out a white jade bottle from his storage soul tool, poured out a pill, and swallowed it. His complexion gradually improved.
In addition to possessing the Soul Breaking Spear Martial Soul, the Breaking Clan was also outstanding in the research of medicine. Naturally, they had some healing medicine.
Just as he got up, a blood-red short sword pierced through Yang Long's chest.
The strange thing was that this blood-red short sword was still absorbing Yang Long's blood, Soul Power, and even soul.
"Ah...this is...an Evil Soul Master?!"
Yang Long's face was filled with horror. He wanted to resist, but after being pierced by this short sword, his entire body seemed to be fixed. He could only tremble slightly and couldn't use any strength at all.
"Evil Soul Master?" An elderly voice sounded from behind him, revealing a face full of wrinkles.
"Hehe, aren't we called Fallen?" However, the name Evil Soul Master is indeed not bad. I'll take it, hehe!"
Along with the strange and terrifying laughter, Yang Long's flesh withered away at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, with a look of regret, he lost his life.
The Fallen behind him kicked Yang Long's dried corpse away and looked at the red short sword in his hand. It was almost as thick as a palm and thirty centimeters long. He revealed a satisfied expression, "Humans are indeed the best tonic, especially this person. He's actually a Soul Master. It's even more nourishing. It actually made my Soul Power increase from the twenty-eighth level to the thirtieth level... Last time, I was almost discovered by the people from the Spirit Hall. I'll be able to take revenge for that after I obtain my third Spirit Ring... No, I still have to be more careful. I'll wait until I become stronger."
The white-haired Fallen took the storage soul tool from Yang Long's body and hung it on his waist, "As expected of a rich young master. He even has a precious thing like a storage soul tool. However, it's mine now. Next, I'll go hunt Spirit Beasts and continue to let my Martial Soul seize other people's cultivation."
Two and a half days later.
Yang Long's dried corpse was discovered by the villagers of a nearby village.
The City Lord of Nuoding City and Ma Xiunuo from the Spirit Hall immediately sent people to investigate. In the end, the Spirit Hall confirmed that this was done by a Fallen.
"Fallen!"
The City Lord of Nuoding was shocked. Looking at Yang Long's dried corpse, he had to admit it. After all, this person had asked him for the seal that could hold a long spear just a few days ago.
Who would have thought that he would die just like that?
"Looking at the wound on his body, it should be the criminal that our Spirit Hall is currently hunting, Blood Sword Norman."
Ma Xiunuo's expression was extremely solemn, "He is over sixty years old and a Great Soul Master at the twenty-eighth level. Because of jealousy, he embarked on the path of plundering others' cultivation."
"This kind of person usually obtains some kind of extremely dangerous thing or secret technique. They can't suppress their greed, causing them to fall and sink in their desires. In the end, their thoughts become distorted and almost impossible to change."
"We suspect that the recent missing cases in the west of the city are also related to him."
The City Lord of Nuoding said, "If there's anything I can help with, you can tell me right away. Don't be polite. I'll definitely cooperate."
Fallen were a group of very dangerous people. They sucked human blood, seized Soul Power, and there were even rumors that they could devour other people's souls. They were very strange and evil.
In the past, Nuoding City would have competed with Matthew Nuo for the right to manage this matter. However, now, he avoided it as much as possible.
Fallen were all lunatics. None of their thinking was normal. They wouldn't compromise because of benefits, or rather, they wouldn't compromise according to the benefits that normal people could give.
Therefore, it was better to let the Spirit Hall handle it.
"City Lord, please rest assured. Hunting down the Fallen is the responsibility of our Spirit Hall. We will definitely find a way to capture Blood Sword Norman."
Matthew Nuo promised the City Lord of Nuoding. After sending him back to the City Lord's Mansion, he immediately summoned Su Yuntao, Sisi, and other Great Soul Master-level members. They temporarily formed three Great Soul Master-level teams and searched the vicinity.
Unfortunately, they found nothing.
Blood Sword Norman was obviously capable of anti-tracking, which was why he was able to avoid the Spirit Hall's search.
When Tang San heard the news of Yang Long's death from Su Yuntao a day later, he was somewhat surprised, "Yang Long is dead? He was killed by a Fallen?"
Su Yuntao nodded, "That's right. I was at the scene at that time. That body had already dried up. There wasn't a drop of blood... Fallen are even more hateful than those wealthy and unkind nobles. Nobles are still human, but Fallen are not even human."
"Has Yang Long's family not found this place?" Tang San asked.
"Not yet." Su Yuntao shook his head, "This kind of Soul Master born in a large family usually awakens their Martial Soul in the family. When they go out to travel, at most they will find a random Spirit Hall branch to register. Their name might not even be their real name. Therefore, it is difficult to contact the specific family they were born in."
"If the Martial Soul has some characteristics, such as the Upper Three Sects or Lower Four Sects, it would be easier to investigate. His Martial Soul is the Dragon Pattern Spear. This Martial Soul is relatively rare. It might also have mutated from an ordinary long spear. However, there are many families on the continent whose Martial Soul is a long spear."
Tang San understood. To put it simply, there were only four words: No way to investigate.
However, Tang San guessed that the name "Yang Long" should be his real name, and the surname "Yang" was likely from the Breaking Clan. Unfortunately, the Breaking Clan was now in decline. For such a genius, they didn't have the energy to send experts to protect him in secret. Otherwise, Yang Long wouldn't have been killed by a Fallen.
This also made Tang San realize that transmigrators were not invincible.
Look.
One of them had died.
However, Blood Sword Norman was said to be only at the twenty-eighth level. Yang Long was at least a Soul Master. Even if he was restricted by the environment, how could he be killed by a sneak attack? Was there something wrong with this?
Then, after Xiao Wu heard about this, she found Tang San and told him about how "Yang Long followed her, she led him to a small forest... and finally defeated him."
Among them, Xiao Wu concealed the fact that Yang Long had pointed out her identity as a ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Beast.
"I said why was it so easy for him to be sneak attacked by a Great Soul Master, and a Great Soul Master who was over sixty years old at that. It turned out that you had already seriously injured him." Tang San was speechless. He also realized that Xiao Wu's current strength was already different from before. She was not comparable to the "protagonist's anger trigger" in the original work.
"You won't blame me, right?" Xiao Wu blinked her big watery eyes, trying to gain Tang San's sympathy.
"No." Tang San shook his head, "Just don't tell anyone about this. Although that guy didn't have good intentions, if people find out that it's related to you, there will still be a lot of trouble."
(End of chapter)