Instant Kill Crow Soul Saint

Watching Wuta's speed surge as he transformed into a streak of black light and fled, Gu Shenggo's eyes held a trace of disdain. A mere Soul Saint wanted to escape from his grasp? Wishful thinking.

So what if you could fly? I could still knock you down!

With a thought from Gu Shenggo, countless Ice Thorn Vines burst from the earth—more than a thousand in all. The entire official road was occupied by them as they rose into the sky, directly enclosing a stretch of air and forming an enormous vine cage that not even a mosquito could fly out of!

The Crow Soul Saint was directly trapped within it. No matter how he attacked the incomparably hard vine cage, he could not damage it. Even using his strongest seventh soul skill only left a single gash on the vines.

Suddenly, a piercing whistling sound tore through the air as an Ice Thorn Vine shot violently toward the Crow Soul Saint. Startled, he frantically beat his wings and dodged at high speed, his figure flickering continuously through the air.

One vine could not catch him, so three more Ice Thorn Vines split off from the cage. The wind howled, carrying bone-chilling cold, as they lashed at the Crow Soul Saint as though swatting flies.

They moved as fast as lightning, no slower than the Crow Soul Saint's evasive speed. The four Ice Thorn Vines struck at him like four enormous icy pythons, driving him into a desperate corner and giving him no chance to catch his breath.

The Crow Soul Saint was in a wretched state, constantly dodging the Ice Thorn Vines without daring to let down his guard in the slightest.

The Ice Thorn Vines radiated a lethal danger. Their incomparably sharp thorns made his heart tremble, as though a single hit would cost him his life on the spot.

The Ice Thorn Vines could afford to miss again and again, but he only had one chance.

Watching the Crow Soul Saint dodge in such a pathetic manner, Lan Qingyan's eyes revealed a hint of satisfaction. After Earl Shui's death, the Crow Soul Saint had come to her door and forced her to hand over the Earl's Manor's assets.

Although Soul Emperors and Soul Saints were separated by only one soul ring, the difference between them was like heaven and earth. Without a Martial Soul Avatar, how could a Soul Emperor contend against a Soul Saint?

Moreover, the Crow Soul Saint did not merely want the Earl's Manor's assets. He wanted her as well.

Lan Qingyan's martial soul was the top-grade Ice Phoenix. Although her Innate Soul Power was not high, the quality of her martial soul was exceptional.

As long as he united with her, there was a great chance that their descendants would possess an Ice Phoenix martial soul.

For a clan to flourish without decline, it could not rely on powerful experts alone. More importantly, it needed high-quality martial souls.

That was what the Crow Soul Saint had set his sights on. Compared with the Earl's Manor's wealth, Lan Qingyan was far more important.

Gu Shenggo raised his hand into a claw. At the same time, the vine cage that had originally covered the sky began to contract continuously, squeezing the Crow Soul Saint's flying space like a net closing around a bird.

A cornered beast would still fight. The Crow Soul Saint's seventh soul ring lit up again, and soul power burst from his body as he instantly unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar. A pitch-black crow several zhang in size appeared within the contracting cage. Its broad, ink-black wings beat rapidly, stirring up gust after gust of violent wind. The winds converged into tornadoes that spun and sliced, trying to shred the vine cage into pieces.

Within the cage, the wind howled and tornadoes filled the sky. Wind blades and feather blades flew in unison with tremendous force, all bombarding one point of the cage.

But the Ice Thorn Vines, strengthened eight times over, were as hard as refined iron. No matter how hard the Crow Soul Saint struggled, he could only leave shallow marks upon them. He could not break through the cage at all.

As the vine cage compressed step by step, even using every one of his soul skills proved useless to the Crow Soul Saint. He was directly bound.

The Ice Thorn Vines coiled around the Crow Soul Saint like icy giant pythons. Their sharp thorns tore through his flesh, leaving him dripping with blood as they gradually tightened, intending to strangle and tear him apart!

"Ahhh!! My lord, spare me! Ahhh! I'm willing to submit to you! Ahhh!!"

The Crow Soul Saint howled in agony. He felt as though he were being subjected to a thousand cuts. The soul power within his body rapidly drained away as if it were being absorbed, until he no longer had enough soul power even to maintain his martial soul. He was weak beyond measure.

Gu Shenggo remained unmoved by the Crow Soul Saint's pleas and continued controlling the Ice Thorn Vines to strangle him.

If he accepted the Crow Soul Saint's surrender, what would Lan Qingyan think of him? Since he had promised to solve her problem, he naturally had to keep his word.

And the best way to solve a problem was to eliminate the person causing it. Then there would be no problem.

As the Ice Thorn Vines gradually exerted more force, coiling and strangling without giving the Crow Soul Saint another chance to beg for mercy, they erupted with a force of over ten thousand jin and suddenly tightened!

RIP!!

In an instant, a Soul Saint who could be considered an expert even on the continent was strangled to death. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, bones shattered, and he was dead beyond all doubt.

Seeing the Crow Soul Saint get strangled so easily, Lan Qingyan's beautiful eyes widened in shock. He was too powerful!

Without even using a soul skill, he had slain a Soul Saint with nothing more than his martial soul!

Gu Shenggo raised his hand and withdrew the Ice Thorn Vines stained with flesh and blood. Looking at the mangled remains scattered across the ground, he commented, "Neither physically strong nor life-cultivated—pathetically weak. Without a Martial Soul Avatar, he was nothing but trash."

With the Crow Soul Saint dealt with, the system mission was marked as complete, and the Mysterious Water Pill appeared in the system space.

"Let's continue our journey, Madam Lan."

A gentle smile appeared on Gu Shenggo's lips, with no sign that he had just killed someone. Lan Qingyan, however, did not mind in the least. She only felt that Gu Shenggo possessed the bearing of a true powerhouse. To kill a Soul Saint with a wave of his hand—he was unbelievably powerful!

They returned to the carriage. Seeing the mess of blood and flesh on the ground, the coachman knew what he should say and what he should not say.

He had seen nothing today. For some reason, he had suddenly lost his sight for a while. It was probably because years of driving through wind and sand had irritated his eyes; he should find a doctor to have them checked.

Back inside the carriage, the beautiful woman looked at Gu Shenggo with eyes full of reverence and infatuation. A seductive smile appeared on her delicate, dignified face, while her respectful voice carried a trace of soft allure.

"Mr. Gu is truly powerful. You dealt with a Soul Saint with a mere wave of your hand."

Hearing this, Gu Shenggo smiled slightly before saying, "Since I've helped Madam resolve her trouble, I hope Madam won't forget what she promised me."

"Of course. Once we return to Skywater Academy, I will definitely recommend you to the dean as a Teacher. With your strength as a Soul Douluo, there certainly won't be any problem!"

Lan Qingyan hurriedly nodded in agreement. Although Leng Qishuang disliked men entering Skywater Academy, she would surely agree when faced with a Soul Douluo-level expert.

Looking at the beautiful woman before him, Gu Shenggo's smile deepened.

Spirit City

Inside the Pope's Bedchamber, the furnishings were luxurious and elegant, resplendent in gold and jade. Threads of calming incense lingered throughout the chamber, soothing the agitation in one's heart and bringing peace to the mind.

On the enormous pink bed at the center lay a flawless, alluring figure, her seductive posture making it difficult for anyone to restrain themselves.

Bibi Dong remained as stunningly beautiful as ever, proud and icy. Yet a trace of conflict lingered on her nearly perfect face, as though her rose-red eyes were wrestling with a decision.

Soul Power gathered in her jade-like hand as she gently placed it over her abdomen. It seemed she was about to strike down the next moment, yet she hesitated, apparently weighing the pros and cons.

After thinking for a long while, Bibi Dong dispersed the Soul Power in her hand and instead caressed her abdomen. The corners of her lips curved slightly upward, revealing a cruel smile, as if she had thought of some vicious scheme.

The current Bibi Dong had changed. After being tormented by Gu Shenggo for two days and two nights, her heart had become even more twisted, and she was brewing an even greater plot.

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