Coming to the Rescue

Su Mu, with his Three-Headed Flood Dragon Martial Soul,

clashed head-on with the Six-Ring Soul Emperor.

With a tremendous crash,

the ground beneath them cracked open in a spiderweb pattern.

After they separated, the Soul Emperor was startled.

The youth before him looked to be no more than a teenager.

Yet he had fought him to a standstill without even using a Soul Skill, and his Martial Soul had actually been suppressed.

Su Mu staggered back two steps.

He swallowed a mouthful of blood.

Sure enough, even a Soul Emperor with such a trash Soul Ring Configuration

isn't someone I can stand up to right now, when I don't even have a Soul Ring.

Before Su Mu could recover,

the Soul King's purple fifth Soul Ring lit up.

He charged at him again.

Su Mu flipped his palm.

Several Gold Soul Coins shot toward the Soul Emperor.

The Soul Emperor didn't dodge.

He let the Gold Soul Coins strike him.

"Kid, are you stupid?"

Before he finished speaking,

Su Mu's figure flashed.

He appeared on the Soul Emperor's back.

His black dragon claw slammed into the back of the Soul Emperor's head.

The Soul Emperor had just turned around to strike back

when Su Mu appeared at his side.

Su Mu hammered a fist into the Soul Emperor's kidney.

After that punch, Su Mu vanished again.

A knife-hand strike chopped into the Soul Emperor's neck.

"Kid, you're courting death!"

The Soul Emperor's face flushed red, and Soul Power surged around him.

His Sixth Soul Ring lit up as he prepared to fly into the air.

Quick-eyed and quick-handed, Su Mu grabbed his ankle.

He swung the Soul Emperor hard into the ground.

Before the Soul Emperor could react,

Su Mu closed in and hammered his sandbag-sized fists into the Soul Emperor's face.

But before he could land more than a few punches,

a Soul Emperor was still a Soul Emperor.

Once he recovered, he kicked Su Mu in the lower abdomen.

The kick sent Su Mu flying.

"Fifth, together!"

The Soul Emperor shouted to the crowd.

Another Soul Emperor stepped forward.

Six Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, and purple.

At the same time, wolf-like features appeared on his body.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Thunderclap Strike."

As he spoke, wisps of lightning appeared around Fifth's wolf-claw-like hands.

He attacked Su Mu.

Su Mu slowly got to his feet.

He endured the sharp pain in his abdomen.

He struggled to regulate his breathing. That kick had not only interrupted his Eighteen Stops, but also disrupted the circulation of Soul Power within him.

Just as Fifth's attack was about to hit Su Mu,

"No!"

"It's all my fault."

"Don't hurt Brother Mu!"

The little girl cried out and ran toward Su Mu.

None of the people around her paid her any attention.

The little girl lost her footing and fell heavily to the ground.

She didn't seem to feel the pain and immediately scrambled back up, crying.

Boom! The attack struck home.

The little girl covered her eyes and knelt on the ground without making a sound. Only her tears fell to the ground like raindrops.

"Third Brother!"

"Third Brother, are you all right?"

Fifth stared in disbelief at Third before him, wisps of lightning flickering across Third's abdomen.

Third had just opened his mouth to speak

when he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Kid."

"You're courting death!"

Fifth turned to look behind him at the youth standing where Third had been.

He said angrily,

"Courting death, courting death!"

"How many times have you said that?"

"How come I'm still perfectly fine?"

"What a bunch of useless snacks."

Su Mu spat out a mouthful of saliva streaked with blood.

He said arrogantly,

"Little wildcat, stop mourning at my grave. Your Brother Mu isn't dead yet!"

Su Mu looked at the little girl kneeling on the ground, her body trembling.

This was the only way he could comfort her.

At his words, the little girl's body stopped trembling.

But she still didn't get up.

She was afraid that none of this was real.

If only it had all been fake from beginning to end.

She would still be hiding in that patch of grass.

If her older sister caught her, she would scold her and hit her a few times at most.

She was used to it anyway.

"What on earth happened here?"

The voice arrived before its owner.

Then a figure appeared at great speed.

Su Mu looked toward the voice.

It was an old man with seven Soul Rings around him: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

They stood out especially.

Seeing this, Su Mu gave a wry laugh.

Good grief.

Old man, how much longer are you going to watch the show?

Aren't you afraid your little disciple will be beaten to death?

"Great Elder."

"Great Elder."

Greetings of "Greetings, Great Elder" rose and fell all around them.

"Fifth, what happened to Third?"

The man called the Great Elder asked, looking at Fifth, who stood there in a daze, and Third, who had passed out.

"Great Elder, it's all this kid's doing."

"This kid killed Yun Hao and the brothers A Da and A Er."

"The eldest young lady is lying on the ground too. We don't know whether she's alive or dead."

Fifth glared at Su Mu and raised a hand to point at him as he spoke.

Hearing this, the Great Elder narrowed his eyes slightly.

He looked at Su Mu.

The little girl also raised her head at that moment.

Her face was ashen.

"Did you kill them?"

The Great Elder asked Su Mu.

"Yes."

Su Mu looked at the old man and admitted it.

"Good that you admit it. No matter which faction you're from,"

"go die."

As he spoke, a pressure of Soul Power fell upon Su Mu.

The Great Elder let out a surprised exclamation.

He discovered that Su Mu hadn't been suppressed.

He increased his output of Soul Power again.

Su Mu looked at the old man as though he were an idiot.

Sensing the provocation, the Great Elder's robes stirred without wind, and the phantom of a tiger-type Martial Soul appeared behind him.

He brought all the pressure of a Soul Saint to bear on Su Mu.

Su Mu braced his hands on his knees, struggling not to be crushed to the ground.

"Roar!" Just then, the phantom of the Three-Headed Flood Dragon rose behind him and roared furiously at the white tiger phantom.

The Great Elder discovered in horror

that his Martial Soul was somewhat beyond his control and seemed on the verge of returning to his body.

This was suppression from a Martial Soul.

If he weren't a Soul Saint, but a Soul King or Soul Emperor, his Martial Soul would probably have been suppressed back into his body. This boy could not be allowed to live.

"Aren't you going to ask why I killed them?"

Half-straightening his body, Su Mu looked at the old man and asked with difficulty.

"No matter the reason, you killed them, so you have to die."

The old man prepared to strike as soon as he finished speaking.

Having gotten his answer, Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

He stopped struggling to hold himself up and plopped down on the ground.

A scream like a pig being slaughtered erupted from his mouth.

"Bargain master!"

"Haven't you watched enough? I'm about to be beaten to death!"

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

Hearing Su Mu's words and seeing his relaxed expression,

the old man hesitated.

He began looking around.

Everyone else looked around curiously as well.

As time passed,

the Great Elder's expression grew darker and darker.

"Kid, are you messing with me?"

"Messing with you?"

"Are you even worthy?"

Su Mu glanced at the Great Elder and spoke disdainfully, spitting at his feet.

"Fine, fine, fine!"

"Just a fellow hiding his head and tail. Since he won't come out,"

"you can die!"

"Later, I'll send him down to join you."

With that, the Grand Elder raised his hand and struck at the crown of Su Mu's head.

"Oh?"

"Such big words."

"It seems I've been silent for too long."

"You've all forgotten that someone like me still exists on this continent!"

Hearing that familiar voice, Su Mu's lips curved upward slightly.

As the voice faded,

A giant golden crocodile descended from the sky.