Chapter 1103: The Strongest Soul Spirit? Void General

What nonsense are you talking about!

The other three present all felt their heartbeats quicken.

Xu Xiaoshou's actions, expressions, and words made them feel that he wasn't lying—he had truly seen something that shouldn't be seen.

Yet, who among them wasn't an expert in the soul path?

Gui Po needed no mention; even if she didn't dare claim to have reached the pinnacle of the soul path, the power of "Can Shen Hun Dun" was still accumulating within her soul at that moment. In the short term, she could unleash soul attacks nearly on par with those of Yi Bu Shou Zuo Yi.

This naturally came with enhanced spiritual awareness, but when Gui Po turned around, she still saw nothing.

The same went for Mei Yiren and Xiao Kongdong.

As masters who had both cultivated "Gui Jian Shu" and mastered its first realm, "Yu Hun Gui Shu", what ghost could escape their "Gui Qian" technique?

Yet, what Xu Xiaoshou was pointing at and describing was, in their eyes, just empty air!

"Stop fooling around." Mei Yiren furrowed his brow, thinking Xu Xiaoshou was trying to scare Gui Po. "This isn't the time for jokes."

"Scared, passive value, 1."

Xu Xiaoshou ended up startling himself.

He had thought that the three others could see what he was seeing, but it turned out he was the only special one.

"I-I'm not joking..." Xu Xiaoshou instinctively stepped back a few paces, hiding behind Mei Yiren. "You really can't see it?"

Mei Yiren's face turned serious. "What did you see?"

Xu Xiaoshou swallowed hard, not answering directly. Instead, he asked, "Could it be that the spirits you teachers can summon are only weak ones like gravel, moss, or dust?"

"..." Mei Yiren was momentarily speechless, but he quickly tightened his grip on his paper fan, suppressing the urge to smack Xu Xiaoshou. "What do you mean by that!"

Xiao Kongdong suddenly glanced around, feeling the night wind grow cooler, and the moon above him switched to the sun.

Gui Po started to feel a bit better, warmed up, as if that vague, unseen thing had disappeared.

"It's gone..." Xu Xiaoshou was stunned, staring at the space behind Gui Po and then scanning around. He looked thoughtfully at Xiao Kongdong. "Senior Brother, try switching it back to the moon."

Don't mess around... Xiao Kongdong felt a chill in his heart at those words, but glancing at Mei Yiren, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and reluctantly change the environment of the illusion world to night.

The moon rose.

Xu Xiaoshou's hand trembled immediately, and he pointed behind Gui Po, shouting in alarm, "There it is! You can't see it? Are you messing with me? They're back out!"

It... them...

Mei Yiren's body shuddered too, and he finally lost his patience, smacking Xu Xiaoshou with his paper fan. "Enough nonsense!"

Gui Po's heart turned ice-cold, feeling the sense of dread she hadn't experienced since cultivating the soul path return in full force.

Xiao Kongdong's gaze darted around wildly, his pupils moving erratically in their sockets, even summoning the "Hong Zi Gui Qian" at his brow, but he still found nothing.

Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath.

He really wasn't joking—it wasn't worth it!

He finally confirmed that only he could see these ghostly things!

"Arms, legs, and chunks of flesh, about this big..." Xu Xiaoshou gestured a large circle in the air, his voice trembling with fear, "This is clearly the remains of a giant's body..."

"And the spirits of ruined weapons, but I can't summon them—they seem weathered by time, leaving only traces... but they're still huge. These must have been their weapons..."

"And this one..."

As he spoke, his gaze fixed on the spot behind Gui Po, whose face was deathly pale. Xu Xiaoshou's Adam's apple bobbed.

"This one... how should I describe it..."

Whoosh.

Before he could describe it, Gui Po suddenly vanished from her spot and reappeared elsewhere.

Xu Xiaoshou's lips twitched, his eyes following her. He muttered, "You... you're stepping on its head..."

Gui Po:

She truly felt like Xu Xiaoshou was scaring her!

But at that moment, she couldn't suppress her inner fear and shifted slightly to the side.

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned green. "I told you, it's a giant! Now you're stepping on its eye! You're really not holding back!"

Gui Po's expression completely lost control. With a strange cry of "Ah!", she leaped into the air and landed near Xiao Kongdong.

Heaven and earth seemed vast, yet she felt nowhere to hide!

This was too terrifying!

What on earth had Xu Xiaoshou seen?

"Tell us!" Mei Yiren sucked in a cold breath and said heavily.

"I can't describe it—I'll just draw it for you..." Xu Xiaoshou blinked hard.

After focusing his mind, he moved his hand, and with "Hui Hua Jing Tong", he depicted everything he had seen on this long street since activating "Gui Qian".

Mei Yiren, Xiao Kongdong, and Gui Po, amid their tension and confusion, saw a painting of decay gradually form from the end of the street, built from spiritual energy.

Dried black bloodstains covered the street, setting a gloomy tone.

As the painting advanced, a half-giant head, several zhang high, appeared on the long street, with a massive broken sword impaled before it, equally towering.

Further in, various giant limbs and organs lay scattered haphazardly—some on the street, others dangling on the walls of ancient buildings, remnants of weapons adding to the horror.

Halfway through the painting, it passed under their feet, and Gui Po saw the giant head she had just stepped on, including its eyeball...

It extended further, and everyone's gazes grew heavy, as that spot was where Xu Xiaoshou had mentioned the "special one" was...

The painting stopped there, taking a long time to vividly render a giant about one zhang tall.

It wore massive blood-red armor, engraved with intricate ancient patterns and scars from swords and blades.

The giant wasn't standing; it knelt on the long street, its helmeted head tilted toward the sky, as if defiantly unyielding even in death, but only two dim, ghostly flames remained in its eye sockets.

A huge two-handed greatsword was embedded in its chest, nearly as tall as the giant itself, ancient and battered but one of the few unbroken weapons, its blade pitted with battle damage.

The painting ended and faded at the other end of the street.

Everyone was shaken by this image of the greatsword-pierced, kneeling giant general, for even as just a painting, Xu Xiaoshou had perfectly captured its essence.

"The aura of a Ban Sheng!"

Mei Yiren's gaze sharpened, hardly believing such a shocking and bloody scene was hidden in their surroundings.

If this was something Xu Xiaoshou had imagined...

In such a short time, could his imagination be rich enough to create this magnificent and imposing street painting?

"It's real." Xiao Kongdong couldn't believe it—this was in his illusion world, after all!

"It really exists." Xu Xiaoshou nodded firmly; this was exactly what he had seen, with no mistake, and based on Xiao Kongdong's reaction, it wasn't his illusion.

"..." The three—Yong Di—fell silent together.

After a long pause, Xiao Kongdong finally couldn't hold back and scold, "Xu Xiaoshou, are you out of your mind? There are so many corpses here, and you saw them but didn't panic?"

Xu Xiaoshou's shoulders tensed, and he clutched his head with both hands, his voice rising. "I thought you all could see them! If you weren't panicking, why should I?"

Xiao Kongdong: "..."

You make a good point!

At that moment, another thought crossed his mind—the one from when he obtained the "Ban Sheng Wei Ge" and "Mo Shen Da Qiang" in Shen Mian Valley.

Legend has it that on Xu Kong Island, there was once a war between the giant race and the demon gods...

Now, it seemed these might not be just legends.

"What is it?" Xu Xiaoshou didn't look at the giant remains but pointed specifically at the giant spirit in blood-red armor and asked.

No one answered; even Xiao Kongdong only had a vague understanding of these secrets.

Gui Po was even more overwhelmed; the mere existence of these giant remains terrified her, as she sensed something from long ago that was beyond her current level.

The street painting Xu Xiaoshou had created shook her almost as much as her encounters in the Xue Jie!

After a moment of silence, Mei Yiren seemed to recall something and spoke slowly, "Xu Kong Jiang Jun!"

"What's a 'Xu Kong Jiang Jun'?" Xu Xiaoshou asked curiously. As he spoke, he suddenly saw the distant "Xu Kong Jiang Jun" move slightly.

Damn!

Was that just an illusion?

It... it moved! Is it still alive?

"Scared, passive value, 1."

But what Xu Xiaoshou saw, the others still couldn't.

Mei Yiren continued, "Xu Kong Jiang Jun—according to legend, there were only three. In ancient times, they were the generals commanding the giant race on Xu Kong Island. After that battle, the surviving giants became what we know today as Xu Kong Shi."

An existence stronger than Xu Kong Shi?

Xiao Kongdong and Gui Po were both stunned.

Xu Kong Shi were already troublesome in their eyes.

Perhaps Ban Sheng could handle them in a fight, but below Ban Sheng, almost no one could deal with those massive creatures that could even devour Sheng Li.

And the "Xu Kong Jiang Jun" in Xu Xiaoshou's painting was even stronger.

"Gulp~"

Before the others could ask about the battle, Xu Xiaoshou was already swallowing hard, rushing to say, "It... it moved..."

The other three bristled like startled cats.

"Draw it!" Mei Yiren said, on high alert.

Though he didn't know where Xu Xiaoshou had learned this painting skill, it was the best way to bridge what was "seen" and "unseen" right now.

As everyone's gazes locked on intently, they saw Xu Xiaoshou manipulate his painting of "Xu Kong Jiang Jun", making it tremble slightly.

Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump...

In that moment, the heartbeats in the scene were so loud they could almost hear each other's.

But after waiting a while, even as Xiao Kongdong stared intently, Xu Xiaoshou made no further moves.

"Draw it!" he urged.

Xu Xiaoshou shrank his neck and pointed weakly ahead. "I want to, but it only moved like that just now. I've already drawn it..."

"Cursed, passive value, 3."

In this eerie and terrifying atmosphere, Xu Xiaoshou was like the perfect tension breaker. At least, Xiao Kongdong's fear had eased a bit, and he just wanted to tie this guy up and give him a beating.

"Let's leave this place first." Mei Yiren had no time to scold Xu Xiaoshou; he was thinking of something else.

Whether soul power is strong often relates to innate factors.

Some people are naturally more sensitive and can see things others can't—like Xu Xiaoshou, without a doubt.

But sometimes, seeing doesn't mean it's better than not seeing.

Because certain existences, once discovered, establish a cause-and-effect link, like facing a saint.

"Meeting the unknown" is much like "meeting a saint"—most of the time, you won't get a good outcome, and the end will be miserable, because "saints do not tolerate blasphemy"... and the unknown is the same!

Based on Xu Xiaoshou's painting, that "Xu Kong Jiang Jun" definitely had a Ban Sheng aura.

Mei Yiren thought further: an existence this powerful, even decayed like this after who knows how many years, still emitted a Ban Sheng aura that Xu Xiaoshou could depict.

How terrifying must it have been in life?

We can't provoke it!

"Let's go." Mei Yiren glanced at Xiao Kongdong, getting a confirming nod in return, and prepared to take Xu Xiaoshou with him.

But to his surprise, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't move his feet, and his eyes even showed a hint of reluctance.

Mei Yiren's heart skipped a beat, instantly realizing this bold idea of Xu Xiaoshou's—his thinking never aligned with "normal"!

"Don't do anything reckless!"

"Even if it still has a spirit, at that level, it's not something you can contract right now."

Mei Yiren raised his paper fan to strike.

But Xu Xiaoshou dodged and turned back, saying seriously, "Teacher, trust me, I value my life more than you do."

"How can I trust you!" Mei Yiren's face showed anger.

This was toying with his life!

He couldn't see what Xu Xiaoshou saw, so how could he ensure his student's safety?

Letting a beginner of "Gui Jian Shu" contract such a terrifying spirit—forget success; Mei Yiren could already imagine a hundred ways Xu Xiaoshou might die.

"Teacher..." Xu Xiaoshou grabbed Mei Yiren's hand, his eyes clear and untainted, staring earnestly without another word.

You brat... Mei Yiren's eyes turned cold, almost cursing, but following Xu Xiaoshou's gaze, he was left with only helplessness.

Xu Xiaoshou was indeed impulsive; he even dared to toy with a Ban Sheng.

But he was also very self-aware, and his methods were strong enough to manipulate a Ban Sheng with just Zong Shi cultivation.

"Do you have a plan?" Mei Yiren glanced at the distant "Xu Kong Jiang Jun" and asked quietly.

"At least, I can know when my death is coming..." Xu Xiaoshou didn't answer directly. "Anyway, it's not now!"

He stopped looking at Mei Yiren and instead pinched out the Sheng Di Long Lin.

"Risk, risk, risk..."

"How risky is contracting this thing? Will I die? Will I die? Answer quickly!"

Xu Xiaoshou frantically repeated these thoughts in his mind, wanting the Sheng Di Long Lin to see his intentions and predict the danger ahead.

Thump-thump!

The Sheng Di Long Lin responded with a heartbeat, and it was strong, but not as overwhelmingly intense as when facing a saint, nor as rapid.

This meant...

"Opportunity and danger coexist!"

With that, Xu Xiaoshou ignored Mei Yiren and Xiao Kongdong, and under Gui Po's trembling gaze, he walked up to the painted "Xu Kong Jiang Jun".

He didn't crouch down, because even standing, he was shorter than the half-kneeling giant.

Yet, in this shocking and eerie street backdrop, Xu Xiaoshou fearlessly extended his hand toward the great general in blood-red armor, with a two-handed greatsword in its chest and cold ghostly flames in its eyes.

"Hey, Xu Kong Jiang Jun, stop kneeling and come with me."