Level Thirteen Against Twelve Soul Elders—Go!

Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had just caught up, saw this scene. The way he looked at Gray Wolf's warship was no longer mere curiosity, but as if he were looking at a monster.

He had been about to step in and help, but then Sword Douluo threw a punch. This Iron Lump of Gray Wolf's did not suffer the slightest damage, while Sword Douluo crashed heavily to the ground.

"And you call this a worthless mode of transportation?!" Hu Liena was stunned.

That was a Titled Douluo.

With a casual word, he could make a smaller kingdom change dynasties—a truly terrifying existence.

Yet now, after one punch, this Iron Lump was completely unharmed, while the Titled Douluo had been sent flying.

Hu Liena's face was full of shock.

This was too terrifying.

Fortunately, Gray Wolf had said this thing could not be mass-produced. Otherwise, wouldn't Titled Douluo just be slightly larger ants?

Gray Wolf looked disdainfully at Sword Douluo, who lay on the ground. He took out a tablet and said to him, "Trash, you dare attack This Great King's warship?"

"Take a cannon blast from This Great King!"

The next moment, the warship fired a shot.

Sword Douluo mobilized all his Soul Power at top speed and barely dodged it.

The spot where Sword Douluo had just fallen had been blasted by Gray Wolf into a massive pit as deep as a fifty- or sixty-story building.

Seeing such terrifying destructive power, Sword Douluo hurriedly begged for mercy. "Please spare me, sir! Please spare me! I, Sword Douluo, failed to recognize greatness just now."

"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to offer compensation."

"Th-this..." What was Hu Liena even supposed to say?

Who was Sword Douluo? He was one of the peak experts of the Douluo Continent!!!

Even when he visited Spirit Hall, Your Holiness the Pontiff of Spirit Hall had to show the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect some respect.

Yet Gray Wolf had blasted him with one cannon shot until he begged for mercy.

At this moment, Hu Liena felt that the mission to kill twelve Evil Soul Masters no longer seemed so terrifying.

Gray Wolf spoke, "Ahem, since you're so sincere, your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can give This Great King..."

Gray Wolf began gesturing carefully.

"Gray Wolf, what are you doing?" Hu Liena asked.

"Quiet. This Great King is calculating how many little sheep the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect should compensate us with, given their strength," Gray Wolf said.

Just as Sword Douluo prepared himself for a massive loss, he suddenly froze.

Gray Wolf's voice rang out.

"Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will compensate This Great King with seven thousand little sheep, and this matter will be settled."

"Seven thousand little sheep?" Sword Douluo was slightly stunned.

He had thought the powerful being before him would demand something like a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone. He had never expected it to be merely seven thousand little sheep.

"Where should we deliver the sheep once we have them ready?" Sword Douluo asked.

"Just deliver them to Spirit Hall."

"Don't even think about welching on the deal, or This Great King will personally pay your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect a visit." After saying that, Gray Wolf could not be bothered to waste time on Sword Douluo. He piloted the warship, and with a whoosh, it flew away.

"Spirit... Spirit Hall?!" Sword Douluo's face was filled with shock. How had he never known that Spirit Hall had such a terrifying expert?

"Grandpa Sword, are you all right?" Ning Rongrong caught up and asked Sword Douluo with great concern.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Rong Rong, stay silent later. Grandpa has something very important to do."

"Okay."

Seeing Ning Rongrong nod, Sword Douluo quickly followed after Gray Wolf with her.

Gray Wolf did not care at all that Sword Douluo was following them. In Gray Wolf's eyes, Sword Douluo was nothing more than a slightly larger ant.

Gray Wolf stopped at the foot of a small mountain. He opened the feed from the surveillance cameras he had set up long ago, pointed at the rows of tents, and said, "See that, Lin Feng?"

"What you need to do is kill all of those Evil Soul Masters."

"Those Evil Soul Masters are even more hateful than This Great King. There are twelve Soul Elders among them, and the strongest one has Soul Power at level thirty-nine."

"The other hundred or so are all trash around levels ten or twenty."

"What you need to do is kill them all."

"Before your head is cut to the point where your brain stores memories, the armor will activate and automatically treat your injuries."

Gray Wolf glanced at Hu Liena again and tossed her a button. "Hu Liena, handle things yourself."

"When you reach your limit, press this button. A protective barrier will keep you safe."

"If you insist on showing off and getting yourself killed, then it really has nothing to do with This Great King."

Lin Feng nodded.

Without even looking at Hu Liena,

he charged straight down.

"Level fifteen???" Sword Douluo was full of disbelief when he saw this.

Then he looked at the Evil Soul Masters again. Could it be...

"Impossible, impossible."

"How could there possibly be a level-fifteen Soul Master in this world who would go kill twelve level-thirty Evil Soul Masters?" Even Sword Douluo could not help shaking his head.

Even when he was level fifteen, giving it everything he had, he could at most kill a level-twenty Soul Master.

"Wow, Grandpa Sword, what a handsome big brother!" After Ning Rongrong saw Lin Feng's looks, she was utterly captivated by him.

Lin Feng unleashed his first soul skill.

He swiftly searched for tall trees to use as cover.

The more Sword Douluo watched, the more shocked he became.

The child was so fast that the grass he stepped on returned to its original state in an instant.

At top speed, Lin Feng entered the dense forest.

Using his first soul skill, he swiftly leaped onto another large tree.

With the boost from his first soul skill, Lin Feng did not make the slightest sound.

Even Sword Douluo was stunned. The child was so fast that if Sword Douluo had not kept his eyes fixed on him, he would have lost sight of him in an instant.

Sword Douluo was deeply shocked.

Whose child was this, among Spirit Hall's offerings?

No, how could Spirit Hall's offerings possibly possess a treasure with the destructive power of that thing from earlier!!!

For a moment, Sword Douluo felt a chill run through his entire body. The unknown was the most terrifying thing of all.

Sword Douluo stared intently at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's figure rapidly turned into a bolt of lightning, darting from one patch of forest to another.

The entire time, he did not make a single sound.

Even ordinary Soul Elders would not be able to perform such movements.

Very soon, Lin Feng arrived in the forest where those Evil Soul Masters were gathered.

Yet the Evil Soul Masters did not notice Lin Feng's arrival at all.

No matter how impossible it seemed, Sword Douluo had no choice but to believe that this monster before him had truly come to kill more than a hundred Evil Soul Masters.

Sword Douluo grew curious. How exactly would this child kill over a hundred Evil Soul Masters who were twenty or thirty levels higher than himself?

After all, apart from a few Blue Silver Grass stalks blocking the way ahead of Lin Feng, there was only an incomparably open stretch of ground.