Chrysanthemum Douluo Arrives

"Bang! Bang!" Thunderous impacts rang out as the fighting continued without pause. The surroundings had been reduced to ruins, and the three great soul beasts were covered in injuries. Black mist lingered over wounds large and small, preventing them from healing on their own.

Qian Renxue and Long Yu were not faring much better either, especially Long Yu. His body had greatly improved under the effects of the Meteor Tear, and he had only been acting as support and interference, but he still could not withstand such an intense battle. Some of his wounds had split open again.

Qian Renxue was in the best condition, and her power of light was especially lethal against Evil Soul Masters. Mo Yu's most serious wound had been left by Qian Renxue.

"Sixth Soul Skill! Corpse Explosion!" Mo Yu sneered. His sixth soul skill was immensely powerful. Unknowingly, he had lured the two of them and the three soul beasts beside the seven corpses. Suddenly, the seven corpses began to swell.

A powerful sense of danger washed over them. Long Yu hurriedly grabbed Qian Renxue and retreated, while the three great soul beasts immediately withdrew as well.

But it was already too late. The seven corpses on the ground abruptly exploded. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" A series of deafening blasts rang out as all seven corpses detonated at once, immense bloody energy surging upward like mushroom clouds.

Even though Long Yu and Qian Renxue had retreated in advance, the enormous blast radius could still reach them.

Long Yu instinctively moved in front of Qian Renxue, shut his eyes, and began trembling slightly. He did not know whether he would survive this time.

"Ninth Soul Skill! Chrysanthemum Remnants Carpet the Ground, Flowers Fall and Hearts Break." A golden figure suddenly shot out of the mist. Nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—lit up as countless golden chrysanthemum blades flew forth and fiercely assaulted Mo Yu.

Some of the chrysanthemum blades formed a shield before Long Yu and Qian Renxue. The immense force of the corpse explosion only made it tremble slightly.

"A Titled Douluo!" Mo Yu stared at those nine soul rings in utter shock, overwhelmed by terror at the same time. It seemed he was doomed to die today.

Mo Yu did not know what he was laughing about. Under the pressure of the Titled Douluo, his entire body was unable to move. Then the golden chrysanthemum blades pierced through his body, flying out again with blood, and Mo Yu collapsed to the ground.

Seeing that the three ten-thousand-year soul beasts were still alive, though already at death's door, Chrysanthemum Douluo considered them a threat. With a movement of his right hand, countless golden chrysanthemum blades turned toward the three soul beasts, intending to kill them outright.

"Uncle Ju, don't! Spare them!" Long Yu shouted.

"Hm?" Chrysanthemum Douluo waved his right hand and immediately withdrew his ninth soul skill. Seeing that Long Yu and Qian Renxue looked extremely disheveled but were not in mortal danger, he then supported Long Yu and could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had arrived in time.

He had previously felt a sense of foreboding, so he had continued patrolling. When he discovered unusually obvious sounds of fighting from this direction, he had immediately rushed over.

"To think a peak Soul Emperor-level Evil Soul Master would appear, and that even a Soul King-level Evil Soul Master patrol squad would have such difficulty dealing with him!" Chrysanthemum Douluo gritted his teeth, still deeply shaken by the thought.

If something had happened to Qian Renxue, His Holiness the Pope would not merely kill him. The various worshippers of the Elder Hall would drag him out and beat him to death all over again.

"Uncle Ju, take me to that Soul Emperor-level Evil Soul Master first. I have something to say to him," Long Yu said after coughing a few times.

"Alright." Chrysanthemum Douluo said nothing more. A peak-level Evil Soul Master Soul Emperor struck by his ninth soul skill could not possibly have any chance of survival, much less do anything under his watch.

"You... are you here to flaunt your victory before me? Go on, kill me. Go on and carry out your righteous deed," Mo Yu said weakly from the ground. Speaking tugged at his wounds again, and a great deal of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"No. I want to tell you that Evil Soul Masters can also have a place suited to them. You are not doomed from birth to be hunted down by everyone.

Even the brightest world has dark corners. Those places are the most suitable for you.

There, slaughter and evil are the norm. You can act without restraint, and no one will interfere with you.

It is called—Slaughter City! It does not matter whether power and martial souls are evil. What matters is how they are used. Turn back.

A person with an evil martial soul can still become a respected warrior, while someone with a normal martial soul can become a heinous criminal, committing deeds even more terrifying than those of an Evil Soul Master."

That was what Long Yu believed. Whether power leaned toward light or darkness was unimportant; what mattered was how that power was used.

The Evil God King's power was evil enough. The seven gods of evil intent were evil enough. Bibi Dong's Death Spider Emperor and Soul Devouring Spider Emperor martial souls were evil enough. Yet they had not cultivated in the manner of Evil Soul Masters.

They had all attained godhood.

"There is no going back. There has been no going back since the beginning. You will never understand what it feels like to be abandoned by the entire world. Spirit Hall spared my life, but discrimination and prejudice could never be erased.

The prejudice in people's hearts is like a mountain—no matter how hard you try, you cannot move it.

I tried to fit into this world, but... but it would not accept me.

Why did heaven treat me this way? Perhaps my birth itself was a mistake.

If there is another life, I want to be an ordinary person. I want to live an ordinary person's life. Father, Mother, Yu'er is sorry." Mo Yu then raised his right hand and struck his own forehead. After that, he fell completely silent.

The Evil Soul Master Mo Yu had fallen!

"Alas!" Long Yu sighed. Mo Yu had still made his own choice. Perhaps, for him, death was also a form of release.

Slaughter City was a refuge for criminals and Evil Soul Masters across the continent. Unfortunately, in the original story, Tang San had considered it a place that should not exist and destroyed it with the Snow Swan Kiss!

But Long Yu did not agree with Tang San's actions. Slaughter City was like a prison for the entire continent.

With Slaughter City in existence, those criminals and Evil Soul Masters had a way out—or rather, a way to survive—so they would not resort to desperate measures. Otherwise, even if the two great empires and Spirit Hall wanted to wipe them out, they would have to pay an enormous price. For ordinary civilians in particular, it would be a massive disaster.

Moreover, the possibility of escaping from there could basically be considered zero, so there was no need to worry about anyone getting out.

Unfortunately, Tang San had still destroyed it in what he believed was justice, and no one would ever again be able to obtain Divine Slaughter's Domain.

"Uncle Ju, don't deal with these three ten-thousand-year soul beasts for now. They saved Sister Ning'er and me, and I promised to take them to the Star Dou Great Forest so they could regain their freedom," Long Yu said.

Why had the soul beasts chosen to help them? The reason was simple.

After being transformed by the Dragon God Martial Soul, Long Yu was a humanoid Dragon God. Through his blood, he first let the soul beasts know his identity. Then, while Mo Yu was speaking, Long Yu communicated with the soul beasts.

Relying on his identity as the Dragon God, along with the fact that Mo Yu would kill one of them for a soul ring after leaving, Long Yu finally persuaded them. He also swore upon his martial soul that he would take them away from here and bring them to the Star Dou Great Forest.

Only then did they agree to join forces. Otherwise, why would they have fought Mo Yu to the death?

"Xiao Yu, you must understand that these three soul beasts indirectly caused the deaths of quite a few students," Chrysanthemum Douluo said with some dissatisfaction.

"Uncle Ju, spare them for the sake of them saving us. Let's leave this place first," Long Yu said wearily.

After fighting for so long, even with the Meteor Tear, the drain on him had still been enormous. His Soul Power and Spiritual Power were both close to depletion.

Qian Renxue was not in much better condition either and also urgently needed to recover.

"Alright, let's head back first," Chrysanthemum Douluo said after thinking it over.

The safety of these two children was the priority. Afterward, he would lead another team to thoroughly wipe out Death Grand Canyon once more.

As for the training assessment, this year's Genius Camp would simply forgo it. After all, they had already lost so many students.

After Long Yu briefly explained the situation with the three soul beasts, he returned to the Genius Camp with Qian Renxue and Chrysanthemum Douluo. With the aura of a Super Douluo released, they encountered no more Evil Soul Masters or soul beasts along the way.

Lin Hao had also sent out the signal early on, summoning all students to return immediately. Every member of the staff had been deployed to protect the students' safety to the greatest extent possible.

Thus, the Spirit Hall Genius Camp assessment came to an end, becoming the only Genius Camp session to conclude early without a final assessment.

Afterward, the Papal Palace and Elder Hall each dispatched a Super Douluo, forming teams whose members were at least Soul Sages to carry out the extermination.

Of course, thanks to Long Yu's advance explanation, nothing happened to those three ten-thousand-year soul beasts.

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