The moment Xiang Shaoyun attacked, he attacked relentlessly. He brought the Shark Devourer Saber down heavily, splitting the Demon Sovereign's head. Blood sprayed everywhere.

The Sacred Deer Academy disciple stared at the Demon Sovereign in a daze before looking at Xiang Shaoyun. A smile formed on her face as she said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, girl. I didn't realize you were a Sacred Deer Academy disciple as well. Please don't mind me," replied Xiang Shaoyun politely.

The woman was none other than Liang Zhuangmin's crush, Wu Zhijun.

"We'll catch up later. Please help my sisters," pleaded Wu Zhijun.

Xiang Shaoyun nodded and moved away with the Shark Devourer Saber in his hand. He swung the saber around repeatedly, fully displaying a combat prowess matching that of a Sovereign's. The more than 10 odd-looking demonic beasts were beheaded, and the group of Sacred Deer Academy disciples was saved.

These disciples' cultivation levels averaged between the fifth and sixth stage. It had been a year since he last saw Wu Zhijun, and she had now reached sixth-stage Dragon Ascension Realm. She had grown two stages in the span of one year, and her speed of growth had been rather good.

After the group of female disciples cleaned up the battlefield, one of them stole a glance at Xiang Shaoyun before asking Wu Zhijun, "Senior Sister Wu, is this handsome guy your lover?"

Wu Zhijun gave the woman a glare before saying, "Don't speak nonsense. He is a friend and also my benefactor. His name is Xiang Shaoyun. You all saw him before we got on the island, right? I thought you all claimed to like him then? He's here right before your eyes. Now's the time to act if you're going to do anything."

They seemed to have completely forgotten the danger they were in just a moment ago. They surrounded Xiang Shaoyun, constantly looking at him with charming eyes filled with passion as though they were going to melt him just by looking at him.

"Handsome guy, do you have a cultivation partner? Why don't you consider me? I once cultivated an amazing bed technique," teased one of the women dressed seductively.

A different woman gently stroked Xiang Shaoyun's arm and said, "A man so strong definitely requires a remarkable woman like me standing behind you. Don't you agree?"

The other three women also spoke suggestively, and Xiang Shaoyun couldn't stand it anymore. With a grim face, he said, "Ladies, this place is filled with many dangers. I would suggest that you put romance aside for now and focus on locating the secret space's entrance."

Wu Zhijun chimed in, "Stop bullying Shaoyun. Get searching already, or we won't have the chance to fight for anything."

With that said, they became too embarrassed to continue teasing Xiang Shaoyun. Even so, they still continuously threw him looks of admiration. After all, he had long shown his strength. He was also the disciple of that lord guardian. They might not know who the lord guardian was exactly, but he was someone even the academy elders had to respect. He was definitely an existence with the highest of statuses. Thus, Xiang Shaoyun was most definitely worthy of being their lover.

"Sister-in-law, allow me to escort you all," Xiang Shaoyun suggested.

He did not offer Xia Liuhui, Ouyang Chuanqi, Han Chenfei, and the others any protection, but he had to take care of Wu Zhijun on behalf of Liang Zhuangmin.

Wu Zhijun did not seem to mind him calling her sister-in-law. She nodded gratefully and said, "Ok, I'll be intruding upon you, then."

She had never been a bashful woman. On the contrary, like Liang Zhuangmin, she was heroic and carefree. Xiang Shaoyun respected this about her.

The group continued heading toward the island's center. Soon, they started encountering corpses, but they were not the corpses of academy disciples. They had long rotted and clearly belonged to the ones who had explored the island before them.

Xiang Shaoyun led the way in full alert. After avoiding some dangers on their way, they finally reached the central area. Many other disciples had already arrived.

In the very middle of the island was a hole so deep the bottom couldn't be seen. Terrifying decaying aura billowed out of the crater, and the surroundings reverberated with ghost wails. Some remnant souls and evil spirits could be seen roaming the area, and they were attacking the nearby disciples.

The evil spirits were ethereal. They guarded the deep hole loyally and charged the disciples one after another. The disciples that couldn't protect themselves in time were immediately possessed. Some were killed immediately, and some were driven mad.

Xiang Shaoyun also finally realized that the rumors about Lonesoul Island being haunted were not mere empty rumors.

"There are too many evil spirits. Do not allow them to invade your head space, or you will be in big trouble," warned Wu Zhijun.

"What should we do? The secret space is definitely in that deep hole. Without getting through these evil spirits, we won't be able to get near it," said one of them in a distressed manner.

At this time, some other disciples started displaying their great strength and charged into the deep hole. These were the disciples cultivating the power of extreme yang. The evil spirits were unable to approach them.

"What can mere evil spirits do to me? Get lost!" a domineering voice rang out. A youth radiating a gold radiance threw out punch after punch. He seemed completely immune to the evil spirits, and his fists were akin to roaring golden dragons that blasted the evil spirits in his path apart. With the path cleared, he and his group swiftly entered the deep hole.

The surrounding disciples exclaimed in alarm, "What terrifying punches. Who is that young man? He can probably kill a Sovereign with one casual punch if he wants."

"That is an elite disciple of our Dragon Phoenix Academy, Zhan Wushuang the Fist Emperor. He is also one of the strongest of our generation," said a Dragon Phoenix Academy disciple proudly.

Nobody retorted the disciple's words since they all approved of Zhan Wushuang's combat strength and knew he was far stronger than ordinary disciples.

"Nine Palace Academy disciples, on me. I'll open a path," a confident voice rang out.

Numerous sword rays instantly burst out and wreaked havoc in a certain direction. Sword energies weaved about, destroying one evil spirit after another like a hot knife through butter. The strength of the person offering to open a path was clear for all to see.

"That's Nine Palace Academy's Jiu Tian. He is actually capable of manipulating nine swords at the same time. What terrifying mental strength!" someone exclaimed in surprise.

"More than half the Nine Palace Academy disciples have gotten in. They really have good teamwork. We can't fall too far behind. Let's charge in," said someone else.

Disciples started flooding toward the deep hole from all directions. Numerous powerful techniques were displayed as the disciples fought to enter before others. However, the evil spirits were no pushovers. The weaker disciples couldn't stop the evil spirits' possession and ended up dead.

The expressions of Wu Zhijun and her companions turned unsightly as they saw what was happening. They weren't exactly the more remarkable ones among the disciples present, and they did not cultivate any power of extreme yang either. Thus, they had no way of resisting the evil spirits.

"Let's go. Stay with me," a comforting voice rang out beside them.