First Mission

A heavy, golden palm, seemingly possessing immense weight, collided directly with the incoming Rasengan.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, scorching winds wildly swept through the area.

The street was filled with flying sand and stones; visibility was reduced to near zero.

A few onlookers struggled to maintain their balance, while the majority of the spectators were thrown to the ground. Some even got swept away by the gale.

When the wind finally subsided, the street was a scene of devastation.

Stalls were overturned, their contents scattered across the ground, and shop signs had vanished.

Many people were injured.

Despite this, the onlookers, seemingly energized, scrambled to their feet and immediately looked towards the center of the battle.

Zhao Wuji lay on the ground.

Tuoba Yan was also sprawled on the ground.

Both men had traces of blood at the corners of their mouths.

A white aura enveloped Tuoba Yan, and the wounds on his body were healing at a visible rate.

Then, Tuoba Yan slammed his palm into the ground, using the reaction force to propel himself upright.

Zhao Wuji seemed to sense something, and his seventh Soul Ring flared with light.

"Seventh Soul Skill · Great Vajra Bear True Body!"

Instantly, Zhao Wuji's height exceeded fifteen feet.

His muscles swelled to an exaggerated degree, transforming him into a colossal bear.

Thick, brown-yellow fur sprouted, and when his body fully morphed into a bear form, it shimmered into a brilliant golden hue.

"Roar!"

An enraged roar erupted from Zhao Wuji's mouth, "You're trying to take me on, you little brat!"

Tuoba Yan, like a prosecutor questioning a suspect, asked, "Are you Zhao Wuji, the Unmovable Buddha?"

"So what if I am?"

"That's good. Several years ago, you were wanted by the Martial Soul Hall, escaping from fifteen bishops. Today, I'm here to bring you to justice."

For the first half of his life, Zhao Wuji had committed countless atrocities, relying on his powerful cultivation.

The Martial Soul Hall had placed a bounty on Zhao Wuji's head.

Zhao Wuji was like a character in a story, always managing to evade the Soul Masters sent by the Martial Soul Hall to apprehend him.

Moreover, Zhao Wuji's cultivation had advanced rapidly over the past decade.

About seven years ago, Zhao Wuji provoked a bishop from the Martial Soul Hall.

Consequently, the bishop gathered fifteen friends to hunt down Zhao Wuji.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wuji escaped from sixteen Soul Emperors, and disappeared afterward.

Zhao Wuji's escape had embarrassed the Martial Soul Hall.

The level of the bounty for Zhao Wuji had risen to a Tier 7 intermediate level, with a correspondingly substantial reward. Completing the task of capturing Zhao Wuji would allow Tuoba Yan to immediately obtain a Yellow Badge Merit Point.

Zhao Wuji scoffed, "A mere fledgling wants to apprehend me, the Unmovable Buddha?"

Tuoba Yan chuckled, "There's no harm in trying; the mission statement doesn't specify alive or dead."

Hearing Tuoba Yan's words, Zhao Wuji laughed, "Hahaha, you want to kill me?"

Tuoba Yan's lips curled into a grin, "It's worth a shot! Who knows, I might just succeed."

The smile on Zhao Wuji's face gradually faded. He took a step forward, charging towards Tuoba Yan. Each step he took caused the ground to tremble.

Having learned from past mistakes, Zhao Wuji had completely abandoned any sense of complacency.

As Zhao Wuji took his first step, Tuoba Yan's second Soul Ring flared with light.

"Ladder Cloud Leap!"

Tuoba Yan suddenly leaped from the ground and soared into the sky, causing Zhao Wuji's attack to miss.

Zhao Wuji looked up at the sky, waiting for Tuoba Yan to descend.

However, things once again took Zhao Wuji by surprise.

Tuoba Yan's body ascended through the air, reaching the highest point.

As if targeting Zhao Wuji's Soul Skill, Tuoba Yan positioned himself over a hundred meters away from him.

It was worth noting that Zhao Wuji's Fourth Soul Skill provided location tracking, and the jumping distance was precisely within a hundred meters.

The Great Vajra Bear clenched its massive paws.

Driven to desperation, Zhao Wuji activated his Fourth Soul Skill, locking onto the furthest distance from Tuoba Yan and instantly closing the gap.

When Zhao Wuji attempted to unleash his Fourth Soul Skill for a second time, he discovered that Tuoba Yan had once again used his Second Soul Skill to create a distance of a hundred meters between them.

"Hoo…"

The Great Vajra Bear panted heavily.

Tuoba Yan's relentlessly "unsportsmanlike" tactics left Zhao Wuji with nowhere to expend his energy.

It felt like striking a fluffy cotton ball with all his force.

The concerning thing was that the Martial Soul Avatar significantly boosted a Soul Master's attributes, but it had a time limit.

The Great Vajra Bear True Body, once activated, allowed for unlimited use of all Soul Skills up to the Seventh Soul Ring, excluding the Martial Soul Avatar itself, for thirty minutes, with a power boost of 150%. Defense was increased by 200%.

However, after each use, one's attributes would be reduced by 50%, requiring seven days to recover.

Zhao Wuji felt anxious, regretting his decision to use the Martial Soul Avatar. He had seen through Tuoba Yan's strategy.

Tuoba Yan was deliberately trying to wear down time. If the Martial Soul Avatar disappeared, his already injured body would be in even greater danger.

"That's… Wuji!"

A surprised voice came from the crowd.

As the voice fell, Flender, with seven Soul Rings at his feet, descended from the street to Zhao Wuji's side.

Flender recognized Tuoba Yan, "It's actually him?!"

Zhao Wuji asked, "Dean, you know him?"

"We've met before. He purchased some items from my shop yesterday. Wuji, what's going on here?"

"This kid attacked Dai Mubai. You're here just in time; his Soul Skills specifically counter mine. Help me limit his movement, and I'm confident I can end this fight quickly!"

Flender's Martial Soul was the Four-Eyed Owl, and he was a Spirit Attack Soul Master.

Zhao Wuji was confident that with Flender's help, he could take down Tuoba Yan in three rounds.

Just then, a voice full of magnetism came from the rooftop beside them.

"Hey, Zhao Wuji, are you seeking assistance to interfere with your battle, and did you ask for my permission?"

Zhao Wuji and Flender looked in the direction of the voice, and their eyes widened with surprise.

Nine Soul Rings descended one after another from Spirit Eagle Douluo's head.

Possessing nine Soul Rings indicated that she was a Title Douluo.

The configuration of the Soul Rings—two Yellow, two Purple, and five Black—meant that she was a Title Douluo with a standard Soul Ring configuration.

"Title Douluo!"

"Title Douluo!"

Zhao Wuji and Flender's eyes met, and a heavy feeling settled in their hearts.

They were only Soul Sages, powerless against the terrifying Title Douluos.

Spirit Eagle Douluo's gaze fell indifferently on Flender, and she said, "Owl, Soul Sage, you are Four-Eyed Owl Flender, one of the Golden Triangle. Forget it, for the sake of the Pontiff's face, as long as you don't interfere with Yan's mission, I won't intervene to apprehend Zhao Wuji!"