Chasing the Evil Soul (Requesting Follow-Reads, Requesting Recommendation Tickets)

Outside the Earth Dragon Mountain Range, after several days of travel, Light Feather Douluo finally arrived with the Angel Legion.

The Soul Saint Bishop, who had long been hiding here awaiting them, emerged from the dense forest and joined the group. He bowed respectfully to Light Feather Douluo.

"My lord, Demon Bear Elder is currently stationed within Earth Dragon Mountain City. Among those Evil Soul Masters, there is indeed a nine-ringed Titled Douluo. Before this, he fought Demon Bear Elder several times, but neither side was able to defeat the other."

"According to Demon Bear Elder's judgment, the opponent's strength is roughly between Rank 92 and Rank 94."

"He has already fled into the mountains and hidden himself. Our scouts do not dare enter casually to investigate."

"It was right not to go. Leave the rest to me. Go back and tell Demon Bear Elder to focus on holding the city."

Light Feather Douluo nodded. This group of Evil Soul Masters included a Titled Douluo.

Even if he went himself, he could not guarantee that he would completely avoid the other party's detection.

Not to mention Soul Saints and Soul Emperors. Going there would be no different from throwing themselves to the wolves.

"This subordinate understands."

The Soul Saint cupped his fists in salute, then turned and departed.

Light Feather Douluo looked toward the dozen or so Angel Legion members and said, "You deal with those four when the time comes. I'll handle that Titled Douluo."

"Understood."

"Then let's move."

Light Feather Douluo spread out his Spiritual Power and led the dozen or so Soul Saints deep into the mountain range.

Those Evil Soul Masters all shared one trait: they unconsciously gave off a repulsive, bloodthirsty aura.

As long as they entered Light Feather Douluo's perception range, even if they had already left, he would definitely notice them so long as their aura remained.

Perhaps that Titled Douluo had a way to conceal himself, but those Soul Saints and Soul Douluos might not be able to hide perfectly.

At the southern exit of the Earth Dragon Mountain Range, five figures with terrifying auras were moving swiftly.

Every one of them was stained with an exceptionally heavy baleful aura, especially the one leading them. He was terrifying to the extreme.

"Boss, why aren't we heading north? Why are we going south?"

One of them spoke up, thoroughly confused. They could clearly flee north along the mountain range, yet their boss insisted on leading them south.

One had to know that south of the Earth Dragon Mountain Range lay a barren stretch of wasteland and sand dunes, with nothing there. How could people like them, who had escaped from Slaughter City, endure that?

They were desperately craving Bloody Mary right now. Hadn't they escaped so they could drink their fill?

If they went into the desert, where were they supposed to find people to extract Bloody Mary from?

Hearing his underling question him, Xiula fixed the man with his blood-red eyes, his gaze brimming with killing intent. His voice was low.

"Are you questioning me?"

The underling instantly went cold all over when he met Xiula's gaze. He hurriedly lowered his head. "I wouldn't dare."

"I thought not."

Xiula sneered before continuing, "We failed to take Earth Dragon Mountain City these past few days, so those bastards from Spirit Hall will definitely send reinforcements. If we head north, there's a high chance that the damned Angel Legion will discover us."

At the mention of Spirit Hall, the eyes of the Evil Soul Masters immediately filled with hatred.

"Hmph, damn Spirit Hall. If not for them, where in this world couldn't we go?"

"That's right. Spirit Hall is simply the most evil organization on the continent. Not only do they restrict the freedom of us Soul Masters, they hunt us down everywhere."

"I really can't understand it. We merely killed a few lowlifes, yet those bastards hunt us across the whole continent, squeezing our living space tighter and tighter."

The four underlings were filled with righteous indignation, their eyes brimming with hatred. If Spirit Hall did not exist, they might have already broken through to become Titled Douluos and begun enjoying the feast of the mortal world.

Listening to his underlings' complaints, a cold smile flashed through Xiula's eyes as he said, "The exit is just ahead. Once we leave the Earth Dragon Mountain Range, we'll head east along the sea. When we reach Zhenchi City, we'll be completely free!"

"When that time comes, that remote little city won't have any powerful experts guarding it. We can do whatever we want. Bloody Mary—we'll drink our fill in one go! Hahaha!!"

"Hahahaha!!!"

Hearing the grand promises their boss had painted, the four men could not help imagining themselves indulging in a monstrous feast. Thinking of the pained expressions people would wear before dying, cruel and sinister smiles appeared on each of their faces.

Within the Earth Dragon Mountain Range, Light Feather Douluo suddenly halted and frowned.

"My lord, what is it?"

"Something's wrong."

Light Feather Douluo crouched down and pinched up some dark red soil from the ground.

"Didn't you notice?"

"We've been circling around within the mountain range this whole time. These Evil Soul Masters dripped blood infused with Soul Power onto the ground. They were most likely trying to lead us away."

These drops of blood carried a faint baleful aura, continuously guiding Light Feather Douluo and the others toward the northeastern part of the Earth Dragon Mountain Range, even changing directions at times.

The mountain range was enormous, so Light Feather Douluo had not noticed it at first.

"We've fallen into their trap!"

As he spoke, Light Feather Douluo flew into the sky, and his Rank 96 Spiritual Power instantly spread out.

Sure enough, the baleful aura within the Earth Dragon Mountain Range continued intermittently all the way to the Damusi Riverbank in the east, then strangely looped back to its point of origin.

Yet a very faint trace of baleful aura could be seen heading south, clearly having been deliberately dealt with.

Releasing Spiritual Power at such high intensity was something even Guang Ling could not sustain for long. He hurriedly withdrew his Spiritual Power and landed on the ground.

Having released too much Spiritual Power at once, his snow-white eyes carried a faint trace of fatigue.

"My lord, what should we do now?" the Angel Legion squad captain asked. "Should we notify the Demon Bear Elder?"

Guang Ling immediately waved his hand. Taking out a map, he traced his finger down along the mountain range and said, "To prevent those people from luring the tiger away from the mountain, Demon Bear stays put. We'll pursue them south."

Outside the Earth Dragon Mountain Range, Xiula likewise unfolded an old map.

His gaze fell upon the two weakest among the five of them. Their Soul Power levels were seventy-three and seventy-four respectively, and the baleful aura on their bodies was far too difficult to erase.

"Zala, Suoba, I have a very grave task for you two."

The two exchanged a glance, knowing that their boss was likely sending them to their deaths. They were deeply resentful, but neither dared to show it; otherwise, they would die immediately.

Zala's face twitched slightly as he asked, "Boss, what task?"

Xiula could naturally guess what the two were thinking, but he could not be bothered with it. Whether they obeyed him afterward or not, he could still achieve his objective.

He placed a finger on the plains south of the Earth Dragon Mountain Range.

"This is where we are now."

Then his finger slid toward the upper left. "You two will set out from here, cross these plains, and head to the Delake Mountain Range. There's no need to hide your auras along the way. After that, continue south to the Shasha Hills, cross the hills, then head east along the sea. We'll split into two groups and make our way to Zhenchi City."