One Punch Destroys the Bell, Na Nali Can Actually Take the Leng Surname Too... (4K)

"Lalala, I'm a happy little bell~"

Dark Bell Na Nali, a Level 98 Super Douluo and the youngest of the Holy Spirit Cult's Dark Four Heavenly Kings, appeared to be an innocent, vivacious young girl. She hummed a cheerful tune, her pure, guileless Big Eyes looking around as she selected today's favorite prey.

Every researcher remained silent as a cicada. Since the results of the mental suppressant experiments had come out, Na Nali no longer concealed the brutal, vicious side of an Evil Soul Master. Every Day, she played killing games.

Her gaze swept over the researchers one by one before Na Nali fixed on a young researcher in the corner. His body trembled slightly as he cautiously watched the temperamental Evil Douluo from the corner of his eye.

"Hehe~"

Dark Bell's lips curled into a teasing smile, like a cat toying with a mouse. Her figure flashed ghostlike, and she appeared behind the researcher.

"Peeking..."

Her crisp, sweet voice sounded Beside the ear of the researcher. Her breath was fragrant like orchids and musk, carrying an irresistible temptation. "Do you want to Be together with me?"

The researcher's body instantly stiffened, his face turning white as paper. The instrument in his palm clattered to the ground. Overwhelming fear wrapped tightly around him, leaving him barely able to breathe. He could only squeeze out a broken plea from his throat. "I'm sorry, Lord Dark Bell... I-I won't dare again..."

"Too late!"

Her radiant smile was cruel. Like a child whose prank had succeeded, Dark Bell's hair ornaments let out a sharp, eerie ringing!

"Pfft—"

Flesh and blood sprayed in every direction. The researcher's body exploded like an overinflated balloon, splattering across the pristine metal walls and painting a scene from hell.

Yet after destroying her prey's Physical Body, Dark Bell was still unsatisfied. She pulled a twisted, hateful spirit from the burst flesh, and amid a shrill scream, it was sucked into the tiny, exquisite bell.

Na Nali stuck out her pink tongue and lightly licked away a Blood Beads that had splashed onto her lips. A delighted smile bloomed across her innocent, lovely face, as though the brutal slaughter just now had been nothing more than an ordinary game. She then turned gracefully and gave a slight bow toward the research room's Daimon.

"Greetings, Saintess."

Lan Fuzi's brows knitted tightly as heartfelt disgust surged in the depths of her clear, beautiful eyes while she looked at the smiling Dark Bell.

Though the Holy Spirit Cult revered her as its Saintess, Lan Fuzi understood that Evil Soul Masters were a group of utterly bottomless trash. The higher their cultivation, the graver their sins. If Not For helping the Demon Empress obtain medicine, she would not have wanted to Stay For even a second longer.

"Give me the mental suppressants."

Her voice was cold and stern as Lan Fuzi stated her purpose directly.

"As you command."

Dark Bell paid no mind to Lan Fuzi's hostile attitude. She skipped over to a storage cabinet, took out a black metal case, and opened it. Inside were rows of dark-blue potions.

"This case of mental suppressants is enough for Her Majesty the Demon Empress to stabilize her Sea of Consciousness. The Holy Spirit Cult suffered a huge loss at the hands of the new Spirit Pagoda. It is time to ask Her Majesty to take charge and seek justice for us."

"Mother Will Naturally make a decision. You only need to obey orders." Lan Fuzi shut the metal case and stored it in her storage Soul Tool. She Opened His Mouth. "The mental suppressants are complete. These humans no longer have any value. Let them go."

"Saintess, I beg to differ."

Na Nali objected, "They know too many of the Holy Spirit Cult's secrets. Releasing them is absurd. Why not let them serve one final purpose and become part of my bell?"

Hearing This, the researchers trembled all over. Na Nali had the body of a little girl and the heart of a thug. She was a hundred times crueler than Poison Spring Douluo, who had guarded them on the Dou Ling Continent. Judging by her firm attitude, she clearly had no intention of showing Lan Fuzi any respect.

"Then do as you please."

Lan Fuzi turned and left with crisp decisiveness, unwilling to exchange another unnecessary word with the dead.

Na Nali curled her lips in boredom. Most of the Holy Spirit Cult's upper echelons disliked this Saintess, believing her to be indecisive and lacking even a trace of an Evil Soul Master's wickedness. She was simply unworthy of the title Saintess.

The bell tinkled softly. Na Nali looked at the researchers, now completely useless, preparing to continue her hunting game while considering which city to visit next for a little snack.

"Boom—"

A deafening explosion suddenly erupted outside the research room. The miserable wails of Evil Soul Masters shook the heavens, enough to grieve anyone who heard them.

Dark Bell's Face Instantly Darkened. Her figure shot out like lightning.

Outside the research room was already a complete mess. Sacred flames burned eternally as the Holy Angel shone with dazzling golden light, pulling a Golden Holy Sword condensed from light out of an Evil Soul Master's heart.

The holy sword brought back Strands of Soul Power in return. What made every Holy Spirit Cult Evil Soul Master present shudder in terror was that the handsome face of the Holy Angel wore the exact same expression of satisfaction that Evil Soul Masters showed when committing evil!

"Awesome!"

Yue Zhengyu was brimming with energy, feeling power fill his entire body. It had been worth abandoning his fiancée late at night to come here. The joy of the Holy Angel executing Evil Soul Masters Originates from the soul—something others could never imagine!

Na Nali was confused. The North Sea City research institute was considered a highly secretive gathering place within the Holy Spirit Cult. How had the Holy Angel somehow found his way here?

No vision had been missed, no footsteps had been missed. I know perfectly well whether I activated it or not!

"The big fish has appeared. Tonight, you can kill to your heart's content."

The Next Second, someone revealed the truth to Na Nali. Zhao Xuanzhen came walking through Mid-air, a massive Tai Chi Diagram slowly rotating behind him as Yin and Yang Qi surged endlessly. Beside Him nestled a peerlessly beautiful woman with deep-blue hair, her flowing gaze filled with the attachment of someone deeply in love.

"Saintess, you brought Tai Chi Douluo and the Holy Angel here!"

Na Nali felt as though the sky had collapsed. Her expression crumbled as she screamed hoarsely. Who could have expected their own Saintess to be a traitor? When had they made contact? The Holy Spirit Cult knew nothing of it!

The Holy Spirit Cult had suffered severe losses in recent years. Ghost Emperor had specially convened a high-level meeting, focused precisely on these two. The Holy Angel was indeed the natural enemy of Evil Soul Masters, but the Holy Spirit Cult's repeated devastating blows and incalculable losses could almost all be blamed on Zhao Xuanzhen!

In his rage and humiliation, Ghost Emperor had even given them a nickname: the Evil Soul Master Slaughter Machine and His Personal Executioner!

"Only when the Holy Spirit Cult is Completely Devoured can Mother return to how she used to be." Lan Fuzi shouted coldly. "My father's murder must be avenged, but the Douluo Continent is innocent, and countless lives are innocent. I cannot watch you destroy this world as you please."

Dark Bell bit her red lips hard. Lan Fuzi had brought Zhao Xuanzhen here. Not long ago, he had killed the quasi-god Qian Gu Diting and defeated five opponents alone in the Five Gods' Trial. She was absolutely no match for him. She had to find a way to break out!

She Made a Decision at once!

Dark-green mist swirled around her as a suit of Battle Armor Engraved With venomous, resentful runes covered her entire body. The Holy Spirit Cult had no divine blacksmith overseeing it. Aside from the Nether Ghost Two Emperors, who nurtured Four-Word Battle Armor through methods similar to Holy Dragon Douluo Enci's, all its other Titled Douluo wore Three-character Battle Armor.

"Ding ding ding—"

Six black and three red Soul Rings rose forcefully. The aura of Level 98 Soul Power Swept Out, its pressure Mixed with boundless resentment. The wailing vengeful spirits of the Three-character Battle Armor Domain spread rapidly, turning the entire courtyard into a ghostly realm. The temperature plummeted, and sickly green frost Seep Out from the walls and ground.

The Seventh Soul Ring and Eighth Soul Ring erupted at the same time. Empowered by two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, the bell transformed into a massive pitch-black bell over three meters in diameter. The Martial Soul Avatar protected Na Nali's petite, delicate body as layer upon layer of soundwaves surged outward.

Na Nali was one of the rare sound-control Soul Masters. The only person capable of contending with this domain was Hanyun Douluo Xia Zheng Leng. Dark Bell's soundwaves were tangible and solid, forming sonic tides that spread wildly.

Tens of thousands of vicious vengeful spirits followed behind the soundwaves, erupting from the bell's true body like a volcanic outburst. They charged at the two men in a flood that covered the sky, seemingly intent on Completely Devouring their flesh, blood, and souls!

"Good!"

Golden light Soar into the Sky, and sacred aura dispersed some of the chill. Gorgeous Three-character Battle Armor formed over his body, angel wings spread wide, and the holy sword gleamed with light that purified evil.

After killing top-tier Evil Soul Masters such as Dark Blood Eyes and Dark Angel, Yue Zhengyu's Soul Power had increased dramatically. He had been itching to face Dark Bell, so he immediately activated his Holy Angel true body. Sword light flashed as he descended like a savior upon the world, continuously purifying the charging vengeful spirits.

However, there was still an essential difference in their Soul Power Cultivation. The Level 98 Super Evil Douluo was determined to risk her life to escape, and the combined might of her domain and soundwaves was terrifying.

Though Yue Zhengyu was extraordinarily talented and the Holy Angel restrained Evil Attributes, his Battle Armor Domain was visibly compressed under the onslaught of the vengeful spirit tide and the soul-rending soundwaves. Even the speed at which he swung his holy sword slowed.

"Brother Zhao, save me!"

Unable to withstand the assault, Yue Zhengyu was whipped around like a Spinning Top by the soundwaves. He hurriedly sent a plea for help to his good brother. Zhao Xuanzhen shook his head helplessly, while Lan Fuzi was even more exasperated. Was it so hard for her to hold him At Ease for a little while? He just had to interrupt them!

Zhao Xuanzhen did not summon his Three-character Battle Armor, Tai Chi Dao. He merely withdrew the arm around Lan Fuzi and calmly took a step forward.

The black-and-white Tai Chi Diagram turned silently, instantly fixing the chaotic Soul Power currents all around them. The purple-gold Seventh Soul Ring shone brilliantly.

Martial Soul Avatar, Original Body Within.

His aura was ethereal and profound, as though he had Melted Into the surrounding heaven and earth and the flowing black-and-white currents. He formed a fist with one hand. It looked slow, yet in Lan Fuzi's eyes, it had already become faster than the limit of what her vision could Capture.

Drawn by his movement, Yin and Yang Qi gathered over his Fist Edge in an instant like flowing mist. That fist seemed to hold aloft the cycle of Birth and Death, Contained an indescribable power of ultimate truth.

In an almost imperceptible instant, Na Nali sent Yue Zhengyu flying and fled forward. Within her contracted pupils, everything in her vision Disappeared, leaving only a fist wrapped in black-and-white qi growing larger and larger. It crossed time and space, crushed the soundwaves, and smashed toward her without any flourish!

The sound domain collapsed and vanished. Any vengeful spirit that touched the incomparably forceful Fist Edge turned into Strands of green smoke and drifted away in the wind. Under Dark Bell's terrified gaze, the fist struck Dark Bell's Martial Soul Avatar without obstruction!

"Crack—"

The bell was as fragile as porcelain. No one could have guessed it was the Martial Soul Avatar of a Level 98 Super Douluo. After a crisp shattering sound, the bell exploded into green motes that danced through the sky!

The Lingering Influence showed no sign of weakening as it landed on Na Nali's Three-character Battle Armor. The Soul Forging Metal let out a pained wail, and a clear fist mark sank into it. Dense cracks spread from the imprint In all directions like a spiderweb, instantly Covered with the entire suit of armor!

"Boom!!!"

That precious suit of Three-character Battle Armor suddenly exploded, metal Scraps scattering through the air!

Finally, that fist which suppressed everything struck solidly against Na Nali's completely unprotected lower abdomen!

Her delicate, pitiful figure flew backward and slammed viciously into the distant ground. Na Nali curled up in pain, both hands clutching her abdomen tightly. The agony of having her Tool Martial Soul forcibly shattered swept through her body, making her vision go dark in waves.

A faint whisper rang out, like a breeze from above the nine heavens:

"Xun Character, Wind Chains."

Wind Element surged forth, weaving into azure chains that spanned heaven and earth. They wrapped around every Evil Soul Master trying to flee amid the chaos. No matter what bizarre Soul Skills they used, they were all futile before the wind chains containing the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.

In the blink of an eye, the Evil Soul Masters stationed at the North Sea City research institute were bound tightly by Wind Chains and hung upside down in Mid-air, their limbs flailing absurdly.

Na Nali slowly pushed herself up from the ground and looked around in terror. A black-and-white figure stood Beside Him, completely blocking the moonlight spilling from the sky. Its shadow enveloped her as she knelt halfway on the ground.

"Hehe, as expected of Brother Zhao..."

With Xuanzhen's strength at his back, Yue Zhengyu approached with the holy sword in hand. He had long since become addicted to the pleasure of reaping rewards without effort. Killing one Super Evil Douluo was worth more than three years of arduous cultivation. As long as he pleased Zhao Xuanzhen, the right to execute Holy Spirit Cult Evil Soul Masters would all be his!

How delightful!

"Brother Zhao, are you keeping Dark Bell for your own use?"

Before acting, Yue Zhengyu made sure to confirm carefully.

Dark Bell had an excellent face and figure. What was the Silver Sparrow Terrace used for? Though Yue Zhengyu had not asked in detail, he could vaguely guess.

As a qualified executioner, he had to ask clearly who could be killed and who could not. Even if Zhao Xuanzhen planned to take Dark Bell back to the Silver Sparrow Terrace for some disciplinary education, he would approve with both hands and feet!

"What do you mean, for my own use?"

Zhao Xuanzhen's face darkened. Everyone knew Tai Chi Douluo was irreconcilable with evil. Dark Blood Eyes and Dark Angel had met increasingly miserable ends, drained of their bones and blood before being accepted by Yue Zhengyu with a smile.

Leng Yulai had been allowed to remain alive only because of his teacher, Leng Yaozhu. Dark Bell was called Na Nali, not Leng Nali!

"Tai Chi Douluo, I..."

Na Nali tried to seize a final chance at survival. Evil Soul Masters had never possessed much integrity. Better to live miserably than die. She was willing to take the Leng surname and willingly serve Zhao Xuanzhen as his slave!

"Do it."

Zhao Xuanzhen entered the research room with an arm around Lan Fuzi, leaving all the cleanup to Yue Zhengyu.

"Got it!"

Yue Zhengyu grinned from ear to ear as his holy sword Cut Down. The cold, ruthless Evil Douluo immediately transformed into Soul Power as warm as spring.

The Soul Power Inside the body rose rapidly. Yue Zhengyu could not help imagining the grand wedding that the Angel Legion and Northern Navy Legion would hold together one year later.

The omnipotent Tai Chi Douluo would surely bind Ghost Emperor hand and foot, turn him into a delicious human feast, and send him over as a wedding gift!