Slaying a Soul King

"Someone's coming! And they seem to be coming for us. There are around a dozen of them." Li Yuan spoke quickly.

As he spoke, he vigilantly scanned the surroundings while mobilizing the Soul Power within his body, ready for a possible ambush at any moment.

"Someone?" Tang Weiwei's expression tightened at the sight. Instinctively, she shielded her younger sister, Tang Cai'er, behind her.

At the same time, with a soft shout, she completed her Martial Soul Possession. A pair of fluffy ears sprouted from her head, lending her a peculiar beauty.

Of course, Li Yuan had no time to admire beautiful women now.

Almost at the same moment Tang Weiwei completed her Martial Soul Possession, several black-clad men sprang out from the surrounding forest.

Seeing the guarded Tang Weiwei and the unidentified yet strikingly handsome Li Yuan, the black-clad men who had just emerged were somewhat stunned. They instinctively turned their gazes toward the Soul King leading them.

"Kill all unrelated parties without mercy. Just take the two sisters back." The black-clad Soul King looked impatient, his gaze upon Li Yuan as though he were looking at an ant.

How could Li Yuan possibly tolerate that, especially when the black-clad Soul King's gaze made him deeply uncomfortable? He had seen that sort of look on Dugu Bo before.

Dugu Bo was a Titled Douluo. Even if Li Yuan had been unhappy, he could only endure it. But what gave a mere five-ring Soul King the confidence to look at him like that?

Just watch and see whether he smacked him or not!

Anger flaring in his heart, Li Yuan did not hold back. Before anyone could react, he stretched out his right hand. At the same time, the Soul Power within him erupted, forming a Soul Power force field.

"Universal Pull!"

With his furious roar, a terrifying Soul Power force field took shape. A tremendous pulling force swept directly toward the black-clad Soul King. To capture the bandits, one must first capture their leader—Li Yuan intended to deal with the leader first.

Most importantly, that black-clad Soul King's eyes had truly rubbed Li Yuan the wrong way.

Since that was the case, he would not be polite.

The black-clad Soul King had indeed been caught off guard by Li Yuan's sudden soul skill. His entire body flew uncontrollably toward Li Yuan.

"Hmph, ant, you brought this upon yourself!" Yet there was not the slightest panic on the black-clad Soul King's face.

After only a brief moment of surprise, he did not circulate his Soul Power to break free from Li Yuan's control.

In his view, Li Yuan was merely a three-ring Soul Elder. No matter how strong he was, how strong could he possibly be? He himself was a five-ring Soul King.

Thus, seeing Li Yuan actually dare to proactively close the distance between them, the black-clad Soul King wore a disdainful expression. Not only did he have no intention of breaking free from Li Yuan's control, he instead unleashed his own Soul Power.

With a low shout, five soul rings emerged: white, yellow, yellow, purple, purple.

At the same time, dozens of black vines burst from the ground with lightning speed, encircling and trapping Li Yuan.

"Heh, that soul ring configuration is seriously trash." Surrounded on all sides in the blink of an eye, Li Yuan showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, he revealed a scornful expression as he commented on the black-clad Soul King's soul ring configuration.

Li Yuan was fully qualified to look down on the other man's soul ring configuration, because it truly was trash. Of his five soul rings, only two had reached the thousand-year level, and his fifth soul ring did not even seem to be five thousand years old. It could not even compare to Li Yuan's second soul ring and posed absolutely no threat to him.

"Shinra Tensei!"

Only when the black-robed Soul King rushed before him did Li Yuan's expression become slightly more serious. With his low shout—

The original Soul Power force field instantly changed. The pulling force became a repulsive force in an instant.

At the same time, Li Yuan let out a roar and charged free from the vines' restraints like a wild bull. A keyboard appeared in his hand, and he swung it straight at the black-robed Soul King's forehead.

Honestly, the black-robed Soul King's Martial Soul was the rather troublesome kind. It was called Ghost Vine, a control-type Weapon Martial Soul. The Ghost Vine could attack and defend, and even among Soul Kings, it was not considered weak.

But who told him to face Li Yuan? Although the Ghost Vine Martial Soul was troublesome, it had no answer at all to Li Yuan's unreasonable brute strength.

Li Yuan easily broke free from the vines' entanglement.

When attaching soul rings, the black-robed Soul Master had also absorbed soul rings from highly venomous soul beasts. Thus, this Ghost Vine Martial Soul possessed poisonous and paralyzing effects.

But they were completely useless against Li Yuan. Such minor negative effects were simply nothing to him.

Meanwhile, the black-robed Soul King had been caught completely off guard by Li Yuan's Shinra Tensei.

The force field had changed far too suddenly. The abrupt repulsive force made the black-robed Soul King spit out a mouthful of blood. Although he did not die on the spot, his mind went blank for a brief moment.

That instant alone was enough to determine the victor of this battle.

"In the eyes of the strong, there is no place for the weak, much less pity or love for them!"

As those cocky words rang through the battlefield, the rhythm of the fight fell entirely under Li Yuan's control.

When the black-robed Soul King heard the cocky words, he instinctively looked in Li Yuan's direction. But what entered his sight was not Li Yuan—it was a keyboard crackling with silver sparks of electricity, descending from above and smashing directly into his forehead.

And then, there was no then.

The black-robed Soul King took Li Yuan's keyboard squarely to the head. His skull was smashed flat, silver sparks still flickering over it from time to time. He was dead beyond any doubt.

Li Yuan, meanwhile, looked casual, as though killing a five-ring Soul King was nothing worth mentioning.

Honestly, this five-ring Soul King had been ridiculously weak. With that level of strength, he probably could not even defeat a seven- or eight-thousand-year soul beast. He was simply the shame of all Soul Kings.

With so little strength, he still dared to show off in front of Li Yuan. Who knew where he got the courage from—Liang Jingru?

"Don't move! I'm talking to you! I'm warning you, don't come any closer, or we'll kill these two girls!"

Just as Li Yuan ended that anticlimactic battle, the fight involving the sisters Tang Weiwei and Tang Cai'er had also ended on the other side.

However, the outcome was completely opposite to Li Yuan's. Facing more than a dozen Soul Elders and Soul Ancestor-level Soul Masters, Tang Weiwei and Tang Cai'er had not held out for long before being captured.

Yet after capturing the pair of sisters alive, the remaining black-clad men showed not the slightest excitement. Instead, their faces were filled with undisguised terror.

Clearly, Li Yuan's display had terrified them. Damn, that had been a five-ring Soul King! He had killed him just like that—wasn't that way too fierce?