Martial Soul Super Artifact

Yes, this sudden event was so unexpected that even Yun Ming didn't see it clearly.

Moreover, even though he used his strongest power, he sensed something.

That's right, Wu Yang Jin is genuinely wary of Wu Yangjin right now.

However, the Evil Soul Master stared in fear at Wu Yang Jin, who was still a ball of light.

Then, they just stood there frozen, as if trying to come up with a solution, or perhaps too afraid to move.

"Ah..."

At this moment, the light gradually faded, and the person inside appeared to be someone who looked like Wu Yang Jin.

"You... no, impossible! This outsider!"

"Shut up."

"Hmm!"

At this moment, the Evil Soul Master obediently shut his mouth. Yes, obediently.

"You, Yang Jin... no, this, this throne, even if it's just a phantom, is only for one person, the ancestor... the ancestor Long Shuang Han!" Yun Ming said.

Yes, this is Long Shuang Han, someone I've only ever heard of in stories.

At this moment, Yun Ming was still in a state of bursting energy, but he was closest to Wu Yang Jin.

So, the strange thing is that even if you are separated from your body, you are probably not far from death.

However, Yun Ming felt as if he was being suppressed, and his energy was not leaking out too much.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work, Pavilion Master. Besides, this is all I can do for now. After that, it will be up to 'me' again," Long Shuang Han said.

"Well then, it's your turn, isn't it?" Long Shuang Han said.

Then, with a single hand raised, a lightsaber appeared, its surface interwoven with the power of light and death.

Then, he slashed directly at the skull, and then smashed the skull apart with a single sword strike.

Subsequently, the strongest Evil Soul Master was also so frightened that he immediately dodged away.

However, none of his so-called companions escaped unscathed.

Furthermore, Long Shuang Han looked up and stared at the energy of the cannonballs that seemed to explode and roll in the air, but were actually spinning in place.

"Interesting... I remember this thing isn't something just anyone can produce. And it might even be comparable to what I have." At this moment, Long Shuang Han said something that seemed rather cryptic.

"So what! Don't think I don't know you can't stay like this for long. I, I'm the strongest here right now!" the Evil Soul Master shouted, unleashing an aura of death and terror.

"Is that so? That makes sense, after all, you are Evil Soul Master. But... in terms of death and fear, you are still no match for my master," Long Shuang Han said.

As he spoke, a large gray door appeared behind Wu Yang Jin.

"What... what is this?"

"What? You, as Evil Soul Master, don't know what this is? But that's not important. Anyway, to answer your earlier question: Do I need to maintain this state to deal with you?" Wu Yang Jin said.

"Damn it, die!"

Yes, his Soul Skill has a simple name, but its power is as powerful as its name suggests.

However, as death appeared, a shield rose up in front of Long Shuang Han and then shone brightly.

Immediately, the death Soul Skill vanished, and the shield disappeared once again.

"Hmm? So even my Sun Moon Divine Snail Shield can only last this short time?" Long Shuang Han said.

"By the way, Wulin."

At this moment, Long Shuang Han turned her head and looked at Tang Wu Lin and the others.

"Ancestor..." Tang Wu Lin didn't know how to answer at this moment.

Yes, from the moment that figure appeared, none of Tang Wu Lin and his companions had any doubts.

Because that's what they heard in the stories of Shrek, and even in the stories of the Tang Sect.

Moreover, there is that legendary figure heard in the stories of the sea god, the Asura God, and the God of Emotion.

"Don't call me that, okay? How should I put it, this generational hierarchy... well, maybe it's not wrong," Long Shuang Han said.

"However, just call me Yang Jin," Long Shuang Han said.

"Yang Jin... first, ah no... Yang Jin," Tang Wu Lin said.

"Well, Wulin, I'll be leaving the rest to you. Oh, and by the way, I wanted to tell that person that I don't know what will happen next. But, regarding my own memories, I haven't fully recalled them. However, I do remember who you are. But, but, I might still forget you first," Long Shuang Han said.

"Damn it, don't think we have nothing left! Hahaha! Look at your Golden Ancient Tree, look at your Sea God Lake! Hahaha! You're finished! We still have cannonballs!" the Evil Soul Master shouted.

Then, before he could finish speaking, a series of cannon fire rang out again.

"That's true, I've talked too much, what will people think I'm doing?" Long Shuang Han turned around and said again.

Then, half of the throne emitted golden light, and the fixed-mounted cannonballs stopped moving. Then, this scene appeared.

It's very simple. The shells remained motionless in the air, then suddenly trembled, and then instantly disintegrated and disappeared.

However, all the energy that actually spread out was absorbed by the throne.

"Ha... impossible, we still... what?! Are you kidding me! Na... you bastard!"

At this moment, upon hearing a sound from who-knows-where, the Evil Soul Master suddenly turned into a ferocious demon.

It was as if he was cursing someone, and this Evil Soul Master was indeed very dissatisfied with that person.

"Damn it... Na Nali, now you remember that bullshit promise you were supposed to keep? You've become Evil Soul Master, what are you pretending for!" The Evil Soul Master roared inwardly.

"Oh, how did it go? I'll give you a chance," Long Shuang Han said.

"What do you mean?" the Evil Soul Master asked.

"Now, the situation is what it is, and you have no other options. We have done our best to salvage the situation, even with the devastation of Sea God Lake and the Golden Ancient Tree. Now, it's just you and me, and I can't hold out much longer. But let's face reality, I can still kill you if I want to. However, my chance for you is this: you make one move against me, and I'll use one weapon; you can do whatever you want with me," Long Shuang Han said.

"What? You..."

"Yeah, I was just kidding. Light Lock."

As he spoke, Long Shuang Han raised one hand, and the Evil Soul Master immediately felt as if he had been bound, seemingly unable to move.

"Pavilion Master, may I borrow something?" Long Shuang Han asked.

"Yes, Ancestor...please speak," Yun Ming said.

"Hmm, is your Atlas Spear still usable? I'd like to borrow it for a bit," Long Shuang Han said.

"The Atlas Spear? Please, no problem," Yun Ming said.

To be honest, Yun Ming wasn't unaware of what to do, but he was a bit bewildered by suddenly seeing his ancestor.

So, in this dazed state, he was thinking about what Long Shuang Han wanted his Atlas Spear for.

"Okay, thank you. Now, let's proceed," Long Shuang Han said.

"You bastard! Let me go!" the other person shouted.

"Hmph... Die."

"Light... and darkness, life and death... hope and destruction," Long Shuang Han murmured.

Then, he said something that was somewhat incomprehensible, but it was almost a corresponding statement.

Then, suddenly, the Atlas Spear began to tremble, then leaped into the air, and then returned to Long Shuang Han's hand once again.

This time, the Atlas Spear underwent a complete transformation, with light enveloping the profound darkness.

It was as if one could sense a different aura emanating from this Atlas Spear, or rather, from a weapon that was no longer Atlas Spear.

"This is... life and death, the Dragon-Extinguishing Sky-Piercer." Long Shuang Han said in the end.

Then, he tossed the Atlas Spear into the air, letting it float above his head, and then aimed it at the Evil Soul Master.

"Wh... what? This is... this is the aura of a divine artifact! Impossible! Even if you are him, you don't have a complete physical body!" the Evil Soul Master shouted.

"Hmm? Don't forget, I am a god, and not just any ordinary god. So, do you think I can't do this?" Long Shuang Han said.

"Alright, enough nonsense. Stop trying to pad the word count like you're writing a novel. Just die," Long Shuang Han said.

Then, manipulating the transformation into a divine weapon, the Atlas Spear, was fired directly at the Evil Soul Master.

It quickly pierced through the Evil Soul Master, and before the Evil Soul Master could react, he was reduced to ashes.

Then, the Atlas Spear, which had become a divine weapon, did not stop there, as if it had received a command.

Then, Long Shuang Han raised one hand as if to locate the target, and then manipulated the artifact to break through the remaining attacks.

Then, as he retrieved the Atlas Spear, he raised both hands and released beams of light.