At the heart of the Mingdou Mountain Range, the pitch-black Triangular Pyramid embedded atop the Death God Tower, which radiated an ominous blood-red glow, spun madly at a dizzying speed.
At every instant it paused after turning, the ghostly white soul-light specks on its surface—compressed to the extreme, frozen and twisted—seemed to have their triggers precisely pulled by some invisible force.
"Zzz—!"
A ghostly white beam as thick as an arm, yet condensed to the utmost limit, instantly crossed the distance!
Its target was a Wind Attribute Soul Douluo not far from where Xuanji Douluo and the others lay in ambush. He had narrowly escaped the previous sweep of Light of the Death God and was still shaken as he circled toward the flank.
His Azure Falcon martial soul had just spread its wings, attempting to evade any possible lock-on with speed.
He even saw that tiny, inconspicuous pale dot suddenly expand in his field of vision.
There was no earth-shaking boom, no violent energy shockwave.
There was not even the faintest hiss. The beam precisely struck the Soul Douluo with the Azure Falcon martial soul.
His rapidly moving body instantly stiffened. He and the enormous azure falcon phantom spread behind him looked as though they had been lightly touched by an invisible eraser.
There was no spray of blood and flesh, no scream of agony.
Starting from the point between his brows where he had been struck, his body silently "dissolved" and "evaporated" at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The matter that made up his existence, along with the surging Wind Attribute Soul Power around him, and even his powerful Azure Falcon martial soul, was completely "decomposed" and "erased" beneath that white light condensed to the extreme, as if he had never existed.
In less than a