Beating Long Yeyue senseless

"Smack!"

A crisp slap rang out in the Core Zone the battlefield, breaking the previous silence.

With the sound, a clear red palm print instantly appeared on Long Yeyue's left cheek, the five fingerprints distinct and particularly glaring against her slightly aged skin.

Previously, Fu Xuan had used his [Omniscience and Omnipotence] ability to slap Long Yeyue, leaving a handprint on her right cheek.

Now, new marks have appeared on his left cheek, with two palm prints on the left and right sides, forming a somewhat "symmetrical" appearance.

Fors looked at the palm print on Long Yeyue's face, tilted her head slightly, and said with a hint of teasing, "Hey, the color seems a bit asymmetrical. The mark on your right cheek is almost gone, it doesn't look good like this."

Before she finished speaking, she raised her hand again and slapped Long Yeyue's right cheek.

The palm print left by Fu Xuan had already faded by most due to Long Yeyue's powerful recovery ability as Limit Douluo. At this moment, Fors's palm strike was precisely to carry out "symmetry" to the end.

"Smack!"

Another crisp slap rang out, and a bright red handprint reappeared on Long Yeyue's right cheek, echoing the mark on her left cheek.

Her eyes instantly blazed with fury as she stared intently at Fors before her, her gaze sharp as a knife, as if she wanted to devour Fors alive.

Long Yeyue frantically channeled her Soul Power and Spiritual Power, attempting to break free from the shackles of the "Zen Meditation Seal".

Her Soul Power surged violently within her body, like a volcano about to erupt. The illusory image of the Light Dark Holy Dragon behind her trembled slightly, as if it wanted to awaken again. Her Spiritual Power was like a sharp blade, constantly impacting the invisible restraints around her.

No matter how hard she tried, her body was as if it were firmly locked by invisible chains. Her Soul Power could not flow, and her Spiritual Power was also suppressed. Apart from her brain being able to think, she could not even move a single finger.

"Oops~ I think I went a bit too far. My right cheek is more swollen than my left."

Fors looked at Long Yeyue's slightly swollen right cheek and said with feigned surprise, "Come on, let me help you make it symmetrical."

"Smack!"

The third slap landed, this time, Fors's target was Long Yeyue's left cheek.

The palm strike was controlled perfectly, ensuring the swelling on her left cheek matched that on her right, making the two palm prints appear even more "balanced" on her face.

"Oops~ That was so careless~"

Fors's tone carried a deliberate "apology," her gaze sweeping over Long Yeyue's face, "Your left cheek seems quite swollen right now, let me help you adjust it again."

"Smack!"

The fourth slap followed immediately, another precise "adjustment." Fors used both hands, the crisp sound of slaps echoing across the battlefield.

In just a short while, Long Yeyue's old face, which was originally covered with wrinkles, swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her cheeks bulged high, her skin turned red, and she looked exactly like a round pig's head. Her former majesty and imposing manner were completely gone.

Long Yeyue's heart was filled with boundless rage and humiliation—she was a veteran of the Shrek Academy, a renowned Light Dark Douluo on the continent, and had fought countless battles throughout her life; how could she have ever suffered such humiliation?

But she could only watch helplessly as Fors acted recklessly in front of her, without even the right to resist.

She simply couldn't understand how Fors, a junior who hadn't even reached the Limit Douluo, could control her so completely, leaving her no room to move, even though she was wearing Four-word Battle Armor and had touched the Demigod realm.

Indeed, in terms of Soul Power and Battle Armor, Fors is slightly inferior, but in terms of Spiritual Power, there is an insurmountable gap between Long Yeyue and Fors.

This move, "Zen Meditation Seal," uses powerful Spiritual Power to manipulate the power of space and time, completely imprisoning a small area of space, thus creating a special imprisoning ability.

Once the target is enveloped, both the flow of Soul Power and the body's movements will be firmly imprisoned by this force.

The advantages of the "Zen Meditation Seal" are extremely prominent: it is activated without any warning, the invisible fluctuations are difficult to detect, and the speed at which the seal is formed is extremely fast, which can complete the immobilization in an instant, catching the opponent off guard;

At the same time, the confinement effect acts directly on the space itself, making it difficult for opponents with powerful defensive Battle Armor or defensive Spirit Skill to resist.

However, its drawbacks are equally obvious: limited by the range of Spiritual Power, the "Zen Meditation Seal" can only confine a small area.

Just like now, Fors could only seal off the area where he and Long Yeyue were located, unable to affect other battlefields in the distance;

Moreover, the strength of the confinement effect is directly linked to the opponent's Spiritual Power level—if the confined opponent's Spiritual Power reaches the Divine Origin Realm, they can use their own Spiritual Power to break through the spatial confinement and have the possibility of breaking free.

Therefore, the "Zen Meditation Seal" can be used as a surprise attack, but it cannot be the decisive weapon in a battle.

However, it is more than enough to deal with Long Yeyue.

Although Long Yeyue's Spiritual Power was strong, reaching the peak level of Limit Douluo, she was still unable to break through to the Divine Origin Realm;

Fors's Spiritual Power had already surpassed the conventional understanding of the Douluo Continent.

As Nan Fusheng's Potion Sequence continued to improve, Fors's Spiritual Power, as his closest bloodline Clone, also rose accordingly, reaching the level of Third-Class Deity under normal circumstances;

If unleashed at full power, it could rival the Spiritual Power strength of Second-Grade Deity.

However, the Spiritual Power of Second-Grade Deity was not Fors's true limit, but rather the "peak" she could currently withstand.

Just like a water bottle with a fixed capacity, once the water exceeds the capacity, it will overflow; if you force water to continue to be poured in, it will only cause the bottle to break.

Fors's body is this "Aquarius". Although her physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary Spirit Master, she still cannot bear the full Spiritual Power of Godhood.

To avoid his body being burst apart by the immense Spiritual Power, Fors could only rely on the sealing ability of the "Gate" to seal most of his Spiritual Power deep within his body, leaving only a small portion for daily combat and using his abilities.

Normally, the Spiritual Power that Fors displays is at the Divine Origin Realm.

Due to the rules of the Douluo Continent, once God Level power surpassing the Limit Douluo appears, it will attract the punishment of Heavenly Tribulation.

If Limit Douluo wants to sublimate his Soul Power into Divine Power and break through to the level of Godhood, he will inevitably trigger Thunder Tribulation.

In comparison, the restrictions on Spiritual Power are slightly more lenient: although the Spiritual Power of the Divine Origin Realm has touched the threshold of "god", it will not directly attract Heavenly Tribulation, but will only be slightly rejected by the rules of the plane.

However, once one raises their Spiritual Power to the level of Third-Class Deity, the dimensional rules will determine that it is "beyond the limit," and the Thunder Tribulation will immediately sense this power and then unleash a devastating attack.

Fors had already verified this through countless experiments—she had once attempted to temporarily lift a portion of the seal on Spiritual Power.

When her Spiritual Power broke through the Divine Origin Realm and reached the level of Third-Class Deity, the sky instantly became covered with dark clouds, and Purple Gold Thunder rolled in the clouds. If she had not resealed her Spiritual Power in time, she would probably have been struck by the Thunder Tribulation.

This is why Fors was able to keep her Spiritual Power at the Divine Origin Realm level throughout the battle, and with the "Zen Meditation Seal," it was enough for her to deal with most enemies.

At this moment, Fors looked at Long Yeyue, whose face was covered with palm prints, whose eyes were blazing with fire, yet who was unable to move, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"You old hag, didn't you want to teach me a lesson? Why aren't you moving now? Don't you think you're so great just because you're senior? Today I'll show you that in the face of absolute power, seniority is worthless."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to slap him again, the crisp sound of the slap seeming to echo across the battlefield once more. Long Yeyue could only endure endless humiliation and anger in her heart, watching helplessly as all of this unfolded.

"Stop!" A roar filled with powerful Spiritual Power, like a thunderclap, suddenly exploded in the space that was imprisoned by the "Zen Meditation Seal".

In an instant, this area, which had been as solid as steel and firmly fixed everything, seemed to have been cleaved open by an invisible giant axe, revealing brief but shocking cracks. The sense of spatial fragmentation was fully revealed at this moment.

Long Yeyue was already in dire straits, her Soul Power was being suppressed, like a caged beast, possessing great strength but unable to use it.

But the instant that roar rang out, she keenly sensed that the shackles binding her had loosened, and her Soul Power could be used again.

Without hesitation, she immediately activated her Soul Power, and a flash of silver light enveloped her. She moved like a silver lightning bolt, instantly Teleportation out of the death zone.

Having escaped her predicament, Long Yeyue's eyes burned with fierce rage. She stared intently at Fors, her hatred almost tangible, as if saying, "I swear I will not rest until I avenge this!"

"Um?"

Fors ignored the escaped Long Yeyue, instead frowning slightly and glaring like a knife in the direction from which the roar came.

Chen Xinjie stared at her with bloodshot eyes and heavy breathing, his eyes blazing with fury. His Spiritual Power surged like a tidal wave, filling the sky above Ming Capital as if it were a vast Ocean, turning it a deep blue.

Not far from him, Qiangu Dieting was even temporarily forced back by this Spiritual Power, staring at Chen Xinjie in horror.

The Spiritual Power of the Divine Origin Realm!

Originally, Chen Xinjie did not want to use his Spiritual Power at the Divine Origin Realm, but when he noticed Fu Xuan defeating Cao Dezhi, he realized that the situation seemed to be in trouble.

But what truly made him explode was seeing Long Yeyue being slapped; that was the key reason he couldn't tolerate it.

Although the battlefield between Fors and Long Yeyue was shrouded in smoke and dust, it was not difficult for Chen Xinjie to see through the battlefield with his eyesight.

For Chen Xinjie, he would rather be the one getting slapped than tolerate his "White Moonlight" being slapped, so he exploded.

The sudden burst of Spiritual Power from the Divine Origin Realm caught him off guard, and even Qiangu Dieting, who was fighting him, was briefly stunned.

The roar, imbued with Spiritual Power, even cracked Fors's "Zen Meditation Seal," giving Long Yeyue a chance to escape.

"Yueyue!"

Chen Xinjie first looked at Long Yeyue's face, which was swollen like a pig's head, with a pained expression, and then looked at the culprit who caused all this with indignation: Fors.

"Young man, you've gone too far."

Chen Xinjie's voice was low and hoarse, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying an barely suppressed rage.

Before he finished speaking, his aura suddenly changed, and a vast and powerful aura, like a sleeping ocean, was instantly awakened and spread wildly in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xinjie slowly raised his right hand, and the Soul Power within his body surged out without reservation, condensing into an enormous azure hand in his palm.

The palm emitted a deep blue light, its lines clearly visible, as if formed from the power of the entire Ocean, carrying a world-destroying force as it slapped fiercely towards Fors.

Anyone with eyes could see that this strike was filled with Chen Xinjie's boundless rage. He wanted to use the most direct and ruthless method to seek justice for his beloved and make Fors pay a heavy price for her actions.

"Chen Xinjie, your opponent is me."

Just then, a hundred-foot-tall Coiling Dragon Staff suddenly appeared, accompanied by a whistling sound, and shattered the azure palm with a single blow.

Chen Xinjie glared at Qiangu Dieting, who was blocking his way, his anger intensifying, almost burning away his reason. He stared intently at Qiangu Dieting, gritting his teeth and roaring, "Get out of my way!"

"That depends on whether you have the ability!" Qiangu Dieting snorted coldly, his eyes full of determination and disdain.

Although Chen Xinjie's burst of the Divine Origin Realm Spiritual Power had briefly put him under pressure and even forced him back a few steps, he had quickly adjusted his state and still chose to stand firmly in front of Chen Xinjie without any intention of backing down.

Qiangu Dieting had his own plans: if Chen Xinjie's target was Gu Yuena, he might hesitate for a moment because he was wary of Gu Yuena's unfathomable talent, or even deliberately slow down before making a move to stop her.

After all, Gu Yuena's potential is too amazing. If Chen Xinjie can be used to curb her arrogance, it may not be a bad thing for the Spirit Pagoda.

But the current situation is completely different. Chen Xinjie's target is Fors, which makes it impossible for Qiangu Dieting to stand idly by.

Fors is not an ordinary member of the Spirit Pagoda; she is the personal disciple of Qiangu Qingfeng Qiangu Qingfeng, who is his eldest son.

Since the Qiangu Qingfeng couple had no children, they doted on Fors and had long treated her like their own daughter. Qiangu Dieting saw all this and remembered it.

Although the relationship between Qiangu Dieting and Qiangu Qingfeng has never been harmonious due to some disputes in their youth, and they often quarrel, the blood ties between them are ultimately unbreakable.

If he were to stand by and watch Fors face danger before him without offering any help, the existing rift between father and son would likely become an insurmountable chasm, a result that Qiangu Dieting absolutely did not want to see.

"Qingfeng has a good eye. Fors's strength is no less than Gu Yuena's. It's a pity she's already married, otherwise she and Zhangting might have become even closer through marriage."

Looking at Fors, who remained calm in the distance, Qiangu Dieting couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Fors was so young, yet he already possessed such formidable strength; such talent was truly rare.

He couldn't help but think of his great-grandson, Qiangu Zhangting. If Fors hadn't married, the two would have had a pretty good relationship. It's just a pity that things don't always go as planned.

A thought flashed through his mind, and Qiangu Dieting gripped the Coiling Dragon Staff tightly once more, his aura rising accordingly. He worked even harder to stop Chen Xinjie, each strike carrying immense force, giving Chen Xinjie no chance to get close to Fors.

Occasionally, when Qiangu Dieting caught a glimpse of Long Yeyue's swollen, pig-like face not far away, a sense of "satisfaction" welled up within him.

"Ah!!!"

Long Yeyue touched her swollen cheeks and suddenly let out a "groundhog" screech, then glared Teng Teng at Fors, "You little beast, I'm going to kill you!"

Being slapped in public is an immense humiliation, let alone being witnessed by Chen Xinjie, whom she cherishes and who doesn't want to show any sign of embarrassment.

In her heart, she will always be the "Radiant Sun Moon Radiance, Light Dark Dragon Emperor," a figure who roams the continent with unparalleled power and prestige, a being who can strike fear into the Spirit Master of her generation.

But now, she had been defeated by a mere young girl, and in such a humiliating way at that. How could Long Yeyue, who had been proud her whole life, accept this?

"No one can save you today!"

Long Yeyue stared at Fors with bloodshot eyes and heavy breathing. The air around her began to fluctuate violently. Golden Light Element and pitch-black Darkness Element, like two restless dragons, swirled and intertwined wildly around her, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

She stared intently at Fors, the murderous intent in her eyes almost tangible.

If this girl isn't reduced to ashes today, Long Yeyue's reputation will never be restored.

"Light Dark Evil-Breaking Crack!"

With a furious shout from Long Yeyue, she suddenly raised her hand and swung it at Fors. In an instant, a deafening dragon roar resounded in the void, and hundreds of black and white dragons appeared out of thin air.

These enormous dragons, their scales shimmering with a cold luster under the nourishment of light and dark elements, opened their blood-red maws and charged madly toward Fors's location with earth-shattering power, as if they wanted to tear this space apart completely.

"Boom!!!"

Hundreds of giant dragons crashed into Fors's position, and blinding light and dark elements erupted instantly, forming a massive Energy Storm.

The Berserk shockwave swept outwards, cracking the ground and sending debris and dust flying everywhere, completely engulfing Fors's figure in the smoke and dust of the explosion.

Long Yeyue stared at the area enveloped in energy, a ferocious smile creeping across his aged face, his eyes filled with unwavering determination. "You little beast, are you still not dead this time?"

This "Light Dark Evil-Breaking Crack" is one of her trump cards. When used at full power, even Demigod would have to temporarily avoid its edge. Fors, a mere Super Douluo, has absolutely no chance of survival.

However, just when she thought victory was assured, a clear voice slowly came from the center of the explosion, like a bucket of cold water poured over her heart. "Old woman, don't be so sure of yourself. It's not certain who will live or die today."

Long Yeyue's smile froze instantly, and her pupils contracted sharply.

She stared intently at the center of the explosion, and as the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, Fors's figure stood perfectly unharmed in the same spot!

The surrounding light and dark energies were still raging, and the remains of the dragon were still exploding. Strangely, all the energy was blocked by an invisible barrier when it came within half a meter of Fors. No matter how it was attacked, it could not harm her in the slightest.

"How is that possible!"

Long Yeyue gasped in disbelief.

She knew all too well the power of "Light Dark Evil-Breaking Crack," it could inflict severe damage even on Limit Douluo, yet it was blocked by a Super Douluo?

Moreover, Fors seemed calm and composed, as if the explosion was nothing more than a gentle breeze to her.

"It's the Spatial Power!" Long Yeyue's gaze fell on the invisible barrier, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

But the next second, she shook her head, her brows furrowing. "No, if it's just an ordinary Spatial Barrier, my Light Dark Evil-Breaking Crack is enough to shatter space. There must be other secrets involved."

She had fought across the continent for a century and seen countless space-type Spirit Master, but she had never seen anyone wield Spatial Power to such an extent—this was something no ordinary Spatial Barrier could achieve.

What Long Yeyue didn't know was that she was overthinking things. Fors had used was indeed a simple Spatial Barrier, but her control over space had already surpassed the understanding of ordinary Spirit Master.

With her extraordinary Spiritual Power and the exceptional spatial affinity granted by Nan Fusheng's bloodline, she Distortion the space around her into a "Sumeru Mustard Seed".

What appeared to be a half-meter distance was actually like an eternity. Long Yeyue's attack seemed to have hit her, but it was all quietly absorbed by the Sumeru Mustard Seed Space, without even touching the hem of her clothes.

Even if other Limit Douluo possessed space-type Martial Soul, they would never be able to achieve this.

But Fors's talent and bloodline were too special; this seemingly heaven-defying ability was nothing more than ordinary for her.

"Old hag, it's only fair to retaliate! Now it's my turn to strike, Spear of the Firmament!"

Fors smiled faintly, raised her hand, and gently pressed it towards Long Yeyue. In an instant, the elemental molecules in the air seemed to be summoned by an invisible force, frantically converging towards her palm.

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness—nine elements intertwined and merged in her palm, ultimately coalescing into a gigantic nine-colored spear.

The spear was radiant with light, its tip gleaming with a cold, icy light, as if it could pierce through everything in the world.

The next second, the nine-colored spear transformed into a dazzling streak of light, accompanied by a piercing sound as it shot towards Long Yeyue at an extreme speed, almost impossible to track.

"A trivial skill!"

Long Yeyue snorted disdainfully, her words were defiant, but her eyes were filled with seriousness.

She could clearly sense the terrifying energy contained within the nine-colored spear. It was no ordinary elemental attack, but rather the ultimate power resulting from the superposition of nine elements, with a power comparable to an attack at the Demigod level.

"Light Dark Holy Dragon Break!"

Long Yeyue dared not be careless in the slightest and unleashed her killing move once again. A black and white dragon, several times thicker than before, appeared out of thin air. This dragon's aura was even more powerful, and its scales were even surrounded by a faint power of law.

It roared to the sky, and then, with unstoppable momentum, slammed into the nine-colored spear.

"Boom!"

Another loud bang, and the giant dragon and the nine-colored spear collided violently in mid-air.

The Berserk energy spread out like a tsunami, dyeing the sky half golden and half black, interspersed with nine-colored rays of light, creating an extremely shocking scene.

In the end, the dragon and the spear vanished into thin air simultaneously, effectively canceling each other out.

Just then, a faint "ding-a-ling~" sound quietly rang out, like a wind chime swaying in the wind, but this faint sound was quickly completely drowned out by the loud explosion, and no one noticed it.

Long Yeyue looked at Fors, forcing herself to suppress the surging blood within her, and put on an arrogant expression. Her tone was full of feigned nonchalance and provocation. "Little girl, bring on all your tricks. Today, I will show you what despair is."

However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that her hands, hanging at her sides, were trembling slightly—having just taken the "Spear of the Firmament" head-on had already disrupted the Soul Power within her body, but she was unwilling to show her fatigue in front of Fors.

"This little beast is merely Super Douluo, yet he can unleash a Demigod- level attack by stacking elemental power..."

Long Yeyue roared inwardly, her killing intent intensifying. "If she reaches the Limit Douluo, won't Shrek be powerless to resist? No, for Shrek's sake, I must eliminate this little beast today!"

She was all too aware of the current situation— the Tang Sect, Shrek, and the Spirit Pagoda were already irreconcilable enemies, and the balance of power among the three was inherently fragile.

Gu Yuena's previous defeat of Tang Wulin had already damaged Shrek's reputation, and now another terrifyingly powerful Fors has emerged.

If these two are allowed to continue growing, the Spirit Pagoda's strength will far surpass Shrek. At that time, the "Shrek Glory" that she has protected all her life will become a complete joke.

For Long Yeyue, "Shrek Glory" is her faith, the meaning of her life. Anyone who threatens this glory must die!

Faced with Long Yeyue's provocation, Fors simply smiled faintly, without saying a word, but raised his finger and gently pointed at the top of Long Yeyue's head.

"What?"

Long Yeyue's heart tightened. She didn't look up rashly, but immediately released her Spiritual Power to probe the sky. But the moment her Spiritual Power touched the target, a strong sense of crisis suddenly struck her.

"Whoosh!"

A huge Bell fell from the sky, Bell surface covered with strange patterns and emitting a faint spiritual fluctuation. Like a falling Meteorite, it crashed down hard on Long Yeyue's head.

"Not good."

Long Yeyue's scalp tingled instantly. Without thinking, she quickly gathered all her Soul Power into her hands and slammed them down on the Bell in the sky. Her hands were enveloped in Light Element and Darkness Element, carrying a powerful Soul Power, as she tried to knock the Bell away.

"Ring ring~"

However, just as her palm was about to touch the Bell, the Bell suddenly emitted a clear, crisp sound.

The voice seemed to possess some kind of magic. The moment Long Yeyue heard it, her eyes suddenly became unfocused, her mind went blank for a moment, and her raised arm slowed down a few beats.

Thump!

A crisp clanging sound rang out as the enormous Bell slammed heavily onto Long Yeyue's old face.

The force was far greater than the previous slap. Long Yeyue's wrinkled face was instantly deformed, and she was hit by a cannonball. Her body drew an arc in the air and crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Ring ring~"

The Bell circled once in the air, emitting a crisp sound, and then, like a missile locking onto its prey, it chased after Long Yeyue, who had fallen to the ground.

"You bastard, who is it!"

Long Yeyue lay on the ground, feeling as if stars were flashing before her eyes and her head was buzzing, as if countless bees were flying around inside.

She struggled to raise her hand and touch her cheek. Her already swollen cheeks were now flattened, and blood kept flowing from the corner of her mouth, staining her face crimson, making her look extremely disheveled.

"Ah!!!"

Another angry scream rang out. Long Yeyue struggled to her feet, her eyes filled with madness as she looked at the Bell that was attacking her again. She gathered her Soul Power once more, raised her hand, and slammed it down on the Bell, wanting to shatter this thing that kept provoking her.

But just then, the Bell rang again. "Ding-a-ling~"

This time, Bell —Mermaid a phantom with a human body and a fish tail, surrounded by faint ripples of water, and dancing along with the swaying of the Bell.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the Bell suddenly became overlapping, "Ding-a-ling~ Ding-a-ling~" Like a duet, it swept towards Long Yeyue with an even stronger eerie magic.

The Dark Bell, combined with Mermaid Duet.

Under the eerie ringing of the bell, Long Yeyue's eyes became dazed again, and her body stiffened briefly. Seizing this opportunity, the enormous Bell smashed into her face once more.

"Snap!"

A clear cracking sound rang out. This time, Long Yeyue's nose was smashed open, and blood gushed from her nostrils, staining her clothes red.

"What's going on? Did other Limit Douluo intervene in the Spirit Pagoda?"

Long Yeyue covered her nose, her heart filled with doubt and fear. She could sense that the Bell contained powerful Spiritual Power, which was definitely not something an ordinary Spirit Master could possess, but she looked around and still couldn't find the person controlling the Bell.

Before she could figure it out, the Bell rang again, Long Yeyue could only temporarily suppress her doubts and focus on dealing with the crisis at hand.

To her despair, whenever she tried to retaliate, the Bell would ring, distracting her and making her attacks always a beat too slow.

Face, stomach, chest, back, hands, legs...

The enormous Bell, like a nimble ball, hurtled towards various parts of Long Yeyue's body.

Each impact brought intense pain, and Long Yeyue's body was soon covered in wounds, with blood constantly seeping from them, making her look increasingly disheveled.

"Who... who is it? This Bell is clearly Martial Soul, whose Martial Soul is it?"

Long Yeyue was hit in the stomach by the Bell, and immediately spat out a mouthful of bitter water, staggering back a few steps.

Her heart was filled with resentment and anger, yet she could not find any trace of the enemy. This battle without an opponent made her feel more frustrated than ever before.

"Na Nali's Martial Soul is indeed very useful, and Aqua's Spirit Skill is also quite good. Both of these Martial Soul possess Spiritual Attribute, and their combination is surprisingly suitable."

In mid-air, Fors watched this scene with a smile. Nine blood-red Soul Ring surrounded her. With a slight movement of her Spiritual Power, she manipulated the Bell to change its trajectory again and smash it towards Long Yeyue's chest.

Although Fors often uses elemental power, her Martial Soul is not Element Manipulation, but Book of Records!

This Martial Soul has an extremely powerful characteristic: it can Record the Martial Soul and Spirit Skill of others, and even completely replicate the innate abilities of Soul Beast, which Fors can use at will.

A Hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring allows her to Record five Martial Soul or five Spirit Skill!

Currently, she possesses nine Hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, and her maximum potential is forty-five Spirit Skill!

The Bell she just saw was Na Nali's "Dark Bell" Martial Soul, which she Record, while the Mermaid Duet was Aqua's Martial Soul and Spirit Skill.

Fors, elemental power was merely a means for her to "show off," since it was more dazzling and eye-catching.

But the "copying" ability granted to her by the Book of Records is her true trump card.