The Obsidian Cauldron was not an offensive artifact, but its offensive power was naturally extraordinary.
The cauldron pressed down like a dozen mountains, and the two Sha Tian Saints hurriedly tried to block it.
However, it was extremely heavy. Even with their strength as Saints, they could not move it. They were smashed back and vomited blood.
After all, the cauldron only listened to Ling Xiao's command. It would not be easy for others to withstand the mountain-sized cauldron.
Moreover, Ling Xiao already had the strength of an ordinary Saint, so the power of his full force was naturally quite terrifying.
Without thinking, the two of them immediately fled with their injuries, not daring to stay a moment longer.
Ling Xiao did not have the strength to chase after them. He quickly turned the cauldron back into a space ring and put it on his finger.
He panted heavily, having expended a lot of energy.
At this time, Granny Dong Fang and Han Kai had already killed Ouyang Xiao.
The two high-level Saints could not take him down, so they really did not know what to say.
As for the other Saint from the Ouyang Clan, he had already escaped.
On the other side, Feng Qingyuan and the other low-level Saint from her clan were being surrounded by three people from the Ghost Darkness Sect and two people from the Gu Clan. Fortunately, the Saint from the Dong Clan joined in, which helped Feng Qingyuan and the other person to share some of the pressure, and they were not killed.
"Meiying, let the Dragon Turtle help Master's wife!" Ling Xiao shouted to Luo Meiying below.
Luo Meiying immediately sent a message to the Dragon Turtle, asking it to go and deal with the Saints from the Ghost Sect and the Gu Clan.
Ling Xiao took the opportunity to take a pill and shouted to his people, "The Ouyang Clan's old fogeys are all dead, and the Black Demon Sect's old fogeys have also escaped. Kill them all!"
Ling Xiao's words undoubtedly aroused the fighting spirit and confidence of everyone in the Proud Smiling Palace. The Ouyang Clan and the Black Demon Sect who did not know what was going on were all panicking and afraid.
"Our … our ancestor is dead, what … what should we do!"
"Our ancestor has been defeated, what else can we use to fight them? Even the peerless masters of the Black Demon Sect have escaped, what are we left for? Everyone, run, as many as you can."
"That's right, hurry up and escape. We'll take revenge in the future!"
"Pfft! Even if I die in battle, I, Ouyang Qiu, will never lose face for the Ouyang Clan. Stay here and fight to the death!"
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Most of the Ouyang family fled in disorder, but there were also many people with strong minds who stayed behind to fight.
The people of the Black Demon Sect had lost their backbone. So, they didn't continue to fight. Instead, they retreated at full speed like a receding tide.
Although the Proud Smiling Palace had lost more than half of their men, their morale had been boosted. With the help of Muscle, a low-leveled Level Eight Spiritual Beast, they were able to defeat the Ou Yang Clan.
More than half of the remaining ten thousand people from the Ouyang Clan had escaped, while the rest were all killed.
High up in the sky, Ling Xiao once again swallowed a pill to recover his Qi.
He shifted his gaze to the people from the Ghost Darkness Sect and the Gu Clan.
Fu Zhen, Gu Lei, and the others had already sensed that the situation was not good, and they were already afraid.
"Brother Fu, it's not a good time to fight. The old guys from the Ouyang Clan are either dead or have escaped. The Black Demon Sect has also retreated. We have to retreat, or we'll be surrounded by them!" Gu Lei called out to Fu Zhen.
Fu Zhen gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Qingyuan. He scolded, "Bitch, I'll remember how you killed my Junior Brother today. I'll make the Feng Clan pay with blood in the future!" He then turned to his fellow disciples and said, "Let's go!"
The people from the two clans immediately chose to retreat.
The Dragon Turtle forced two low-leveled Level Eight Spiritual Beasts to stay and bit them to death.
Ling Xiao rushed over and shouted, "How dare you return the favor to my Master's wife! How can I not teach you a lesson!"
The Sky Suppressing Drum in Ling Xiao's arms once again thumped heavily.
Dong!
A low-leveled Saint from the Ghost Darkness Sect became Ling Xiao's target this time. His body was shaken and turned into a pool of blood.
"Damn bastard, the Ghost Darkness Sect will remember this!" Fu Zhen's eyes were red with anger as he roared.
They had originally wanted to fish in troubled waters to pick up Ping Yi, but now they had lost two Saints. This was a huge loss, and they did not get Ping Yi at all. It was really maddening.
Ling Xiao hugged the drum and panted. He did not have the energy to chase after them.
Every time he swallowed an elixir, he could only recover enough energy to beat the drum once.
The Sky Suppressing Drum consumed too much energy. It was not something that ordinary people could use. Only people like Ling Xiao, who had enough elixirs, could afford to use it.
The four Saints from the Ghost Darkness Sect and the Gu Clan escaped, and the others did not chase after them.
No one would take the risk to fight with the other party if they were not completely sure that they could kill the other party.
The battle finally ended. The Proud Smiling Palace won, but it was a pyrrhic victory.
A total of more than 20,000 people were mobilized. Less than 5,000 survived, and these people were all injured. It was obvious how tragic the battle was.
The Ouyang Clan had sent more than 30,000 people, but only a few thousand escaped. Out of the three Saints, they had lost two Saints. It could be said that their foundation had been shaken, and their strength had declined rapidly. They were afraid that they would become the weakest of the major forces.
The Black Demon Sect had also lost a middle-level Saint and two eighth-level Spirit Beasts. They had also lost three to four thousand warriors below the Saint level.
The hundreds of elites of the Gu Clan had all been killed. It was estimated that there would be a shortage of people in the near future.
"Master's wife, are you alright?" Ling Xiao asked Feng Qingyuan.
Those who came to help the Proud Smiling Palace in the face of life and death were firm friendships that had withstood the test of time.
This also showed that Feng Qingyuan's concern for his disciple was definitely not fake.
Feng Qingyuan was injured, but it was not fatal. She shook her head and said, "I won't die yet." Then, she stared at Ling Xiao and said, "Brat, how did you provoke the Ouyang Clan to make them so angry? You're really the same as your master, a fearless person!"
Although Feng Qingyuan had reprimanded Ling Xiao, she did not have any intention of blaming him.
In this world, the weak were prey to the weak. He believed that Ling Xiao would definitely not find trouble with the Ouyang Clan for no reason. There must be something unknown that had happened.
However, regardless of whether Ling Xiao was right or wrong, as his master's wife, she would still choose to stand on Ling Xiao's side.
Ling Xiao replied, "Disciple is not someone who wants to cause trouble, but some people always think that disciple is easy to bully. I can only give them a long memory, but some people don't seem to shed tears until they see the coffin."
"No matter what, you're too rash. You must remember that you're not just representing yourself, but the entire palace. If it wasn't for these few people lending a hand today, I'm afraid … The consequences would be unimaginable." Feng Qingyuan warned as a senior.
"Alright, now is not the time to talk about these things. I believe that after Xiao 'er has experienced this, he will know his limits next time." Grandma Dongfang said from the side.
Just as Ling Xiao was about to say something, he heard a wail, "Mad Tooth, my brother, I don't believe that you will die. I don't believe that you bastards of the Ouyang Clan, I will definitely slaughter all of you!"
This was the voice of the Savage Leopard. He had already woken up from his coma.
He could not accept the fact that his brother had fallen and kept roaring.
Ling Xiao let out a heavy sigh. He flew to the side of the Savage Leopard and shouted, "Calm down!"
The Savage Leopard looked at Ling Xiao and pleaded, "Mistress, you must have a way to save Mad Tooth, right? You must think of a way to save him."
For a man of steel to become so sad, it was enough to show how deep the friendship between the two of them was over the years.
Ling Xiao patted the Savage Leopard's shoulder and said, "Don't be agitated. Back then, you were only at the peak of the Emperor Stage and you were able to survive. Not to mention that Mad Tooth is already a middle stage Saint. As long as his soul is still there, I can let him borrow his body to live again!"
Ling Xiao's words were more or less comforting to the Savage Leopard.
Although one's soul could leave their body after reaching the Saint Realm, not everyone could protect their soul from dissipating and live on.
However, as long as his soul broke free from his body before he died, there was a chance for him to revive.
The Savage Leopard suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly said, "That's right, Mad Tooth won't die so easily. He must still have a soul. As long as we find his soul, we will have a chance to live."
"Alright, you go down first. I'll take a good look!" Ling Xiao advised.
"Then I'll have to trouble Young Master!" The Savage Leopard nodded and immediately landed below the people from the Proud Smiling Palace, allowing Ling Xiao to quietly sense.
The other Saints descended from the sky as well, consumed medicinal pills, and started to heal their injuries.
Ling Xiao took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged high up in the sky.
In terms of spiritual force, no one present was more profound and vigorous than him.
His strength had continuously increased, and his spiritual sea had been greatly expanded. He could completely absorb a lot of spiritual liquid.
In addition to being able to control other people's souls, Ling Xiao's Soul Controlling Art could also awaken many remnant souls. He could absorb the power of these remnant souls and cultivate them into spiritual liquid, which could strengthen his own soul and receive the memories of the remnant souls.
This was also a different kind of profoundness of the Soul Controlling Art.
Right now, there had just been a large-scale massacre in this world, and tens of thousands of people had died. There were definitely many souls left in this world.
These remnant souls were the greatest nourishment for Ling Xiao's spiritual force.
Ling Xiao could gather them all and absorb them, and he could also distinguish which wisp of remnant soul belonged to Mad Tooth.
The premise was that Mad Tooth's soul had not been completely destroyed by Ouyang Zhen.
The Soul Controlling Art began to activate, and the many impure remnant souls that had not dissipated were continuously absorbed.
Ling Xiao could sense their fear, panic, despair … and a series of other negative emotions.
Although there was a lot of remnant soul power, Ling Xiao did not absorb them because their power was too weak. For the current him, they were not of much use and would only increase the impurities in his sea of consciousness.
Ling Xiao only collected remnant souls that could reach the Mystic Emperor level and above and absorbed them.
Suddenly, he caught a half-Saint remnant soul. This remnant soul was much stronger than the others, and it was in its weakest state. It attached itself to the original corpse, wanting to recover some strength and find a suitable body to be reborn in.
Ling Xiao did not stand on ceremony at all. He directly pulled it over and quickly refined it.