Eliminate Evil Soul Masters 2

"How could Soul Power this overwhelming, this suffocating, possibly exist?!" Every cell in the Eighth Elder's body trembled.

"Who exactly are you?!"

"You're clearly only Level 94, so why is your pressure comparable to the Cult Master's?!"

Xiao He found it somewhat boring and no longer intended to toy with his opponent.

"You are not worthy of knowing my title."

With that, Xiao He did not wait for the other man to stall any longer. He pointed a finger, and the Eighth Elder suddenly discovered that the space around him was continuously tearing apart. If he were dragged into it, he would surely be torn to pieces!

"Damn it! Even if I die, I'll make you pay the price!"

Seventh Spirit Skill! Nightmare Demon True Body!

Ninth Spirit Skill! World-Ending Nightmare!

The World-Ending Nightmare unleashed by the Eighth Elder with all his Soul Power erupted in an instant.

Countless miserable ghost faces and deformed monsters formed from nightmares howled as they lunged in every direction. This was actually a rare Domain Skill!

Thousands upon thousands of Shadows of Nothingness fearlessly charged toward the distorted space surrounding the Eighth Elder. Yet the moment they made even slight contact, they were ripped apart by space into clouds of black mist.

Watching his proud Ninth Spirit Skill fail to even force out his opponent's spirit skill, the Eighth Elder had never expected the gap between them to be so vast.

Before long,

The torn space slowly extended toward the Eighth Elder. His Soul Power was already exhausted, and his eyes were filled with killing intent toward Xiao He.

"Remember this old man's title! I am the Nightmare Douluo!"

Then he detonated all of his Spiritual Power, flesh, and Soul Core.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

The self-destruction confined within the space was like a miniature hydrogen bomb detonating.

"What a pity. Even with that Eighth Elder's desperate Ninth Spirit Skill and self-destruction, he still couldn't break my space."

Xiao He shook his head.

"At least he had more courage than that Seventh Elder or whatever. Heh, this hall master has never seen a Title Douluo like him, so terrified he pissed himself."

Jing Hongchen's voice sounded from Xiao He's communicator.

In preparation for the Title Douluos the Holy Cult would soon face, Jing Hongchen had long begun setting up his Level 9 Soul Tools. He had not expected to get to enjoy such a spectacle.

"Their Vice Cult Master took the remaining elders to destroy the imperial family. What timing."

Jing Hongchen received a message from Elder Kong and casually took out his Level 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell.

After Elder Zu's modifications, this "Destroyer First Generation" possessed an aura-concealment function. Only when it came within a hundred meters of a Title Douluo would its internal might be exposed.

But for a Level 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell, a hundred meters was merely the blink of an eye.

After adjusting the "Destroyer First Generation," Jing Hongchen looked murderously toward the place where the Holy Spirit Cult's offerings were in secluded cultivation.

"You actually dare covet the land of my Taiyue Empire, and even dream of cultivating Martial Souls with the blood of my empire's civilians! Prepare to receive this hall master's wrath!"

The Level 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell launched without a sound, shooting like a ghost at supersonic speed toward Offering Mountain.

There were eleven Holy Spirit Cult offerings in the mountain.

Chief Offering Long Xiaoyao generally did not cultivate here, so the strongest among those remaining was only Level 97.

They could not withstand an explosion comparable to the full-force strike of a Limit Douluo!

Offering Mountain

Just as the Level 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell was about to enter the hundred-meter range,

The Level 97 Death Intent Douluo opened his eyes in advance.

The death aura spread throughout the mountain allowed him to discover the shell filled with destructive power early on. Without time to think—

Eighth Spirit Skill, Born from Death!

At the cost of consuming a massive amount of death aura, he teleported dozens of kilometers away, to a place he believed was safe.

After using this spirit skill, only half of his Soul Power remained.

Death aura gathered and tore open space.

The instant he teleported over, the Death Intent Douluo looked back at Offering Mountain in horror.

A nuclear-explosion-like roar rang out.

The shockwave and infrasonic waves unleashed devastating impacts in every direction!

Like a giant hand tearing through space, it forced the air outward at hundreds of meters per second. Offering Mountain, within its core range, was instantly crushed to pieces.

Even at such a great distance, the Death Intent Douluo had no choice but to swiftly activate his Martial Soul Avatar to withstand the horrifying secondary damage!

The terrifying, scorching blast wave struck his newly activated Martial Soul Avatar in an instant. Within it, the Death Intent Douluo stared blankly at everything before him.

The terrifying heat continuously tore at his avatar. After using a third of his Soul Power to keep supporting the Seventh Spirit Skill,

He decisively activated his own Martial Soul True Body Armor!

Once Soul Masters cultivated to the Soul Sage realm, they could form a suit of Martial Soul True Body Armor through their Martial Souls and soul bones.

Activating Martial Soul True Body Armor greatly increased a Soul Master's basic attributes, enhanced the power of spirit skills, and granted terrifying defensive strength.

It was worth mentioning that activating Martial Soul True Body Armor consumed an enormous amount of Soul Power. Generally, only Title Douluos could activate it freely.

After activating it, the Death Intent Douluo's basic attributes increased nearly tenfold, and his Martial Soul Avatar became even more solid.

After an unknown amount of time, once he felt that the scorching heat could no longer harm him, the Death Intent Douluo dismissed his Martial Soul Avatar but kept the Martial Soul True Body Armor on.

"I didn't expect there to still be a little rat alive."

"Who is it?!"

The Death Intent Douluo immediately looked in the other direction. He had actually failed to detect the fluctuations of this person's approach, despite his Spiritual Power constantly monitoring the surroundings.

Sensing that the newcomer's Soul Power Level was far higher than his own, the Death Intent Douluo saw that with every step the man took, his heart beat faster, as though it would be shaken to death from within!

Xiang Yu wore dazzling silver-white armor as he stepped out of the darkness. He disdained using tricks like sneak attacks. Even if his opponent's Soul Power was lower, he still wanted his opponent to see him before dying.

As Xiang Yu came to a stop, the force field formed by Ultimate Power directly pressed down on the Death Intent Douluo, who had been using Soul Power to protect his heart.

In an instant, the Death Intent Douluo was pressed to the ground by the powerful force field. The humming of the force field offsetting his Soul Power rang in his ears.

"Bzzzzzz!"

He wanted to self-destruct, but the continuously intensifying force field rendered him completely unable to move. Even moving a finger was nothing more than a wild hope!

Let alone unleashing spirit skills to fight Xiang Yu to the death.

"His ability to flee is rather like someone this king once knew."

Unfortunately, that person had ultimately been Surrounded by the River.

"This time, it will be different!"

As Xiang Yu's words fell,

The Death Intent Douluo could no longer resist. His body exploded into fragments, dead beyond all doubt.

"Who dares kill an offering of my Holy Cult!"

A deep, imposing voice resounded through heaven and earth!

Ye Xishui rushed out of the core cultivation grounds with murderous fury in her eyes.

The sight of everything destroyed before her made the once-great beauty tremble with rage!

All of the Holy Cult's high-end forces, apart from the group that had gone to the imperial family, had been destroyed!

Long Xiaoyao followed behind her, yet inwardly he was delighted. Those damned Evil Soul Masters were finally dead.

It was because of them that his goddess had become what she was now. From now on, he could live properly with Ye Xishui.

"Hmph, they were merely a pack of rats who brought disaster upon the people!"

"Who?!" Ye Xishui angrily looked toward the sky, while Long Xiaoyao moved in front of her protectively.