Attack of the Evil Soul Masters, Instant Kill (Please Follow)

Na'er's senses were exceptionally sharp, almost no weaker than those of the Heavenly Sacred Winged Divine Tiger, whose cultivation was nearing ten thousand years.

As the Soul Tool Train was about to leave an underground tunnel, warnings came one after another from Feng Zaixing's Sea of Consciousness and beside him.

"There really are Soul Masters with evil auras. Prepare to kill our way out!"

"Brother, Na'er has a bad feeling."

Feng Zaixing immediately opened his eyes. His gaze was brilliant as it burst with a piercing gleam.

"Teacher, Big Senior Brother, the train may be attacked. Protect Na'er and the people nearby."

"Don't be afraid, Na'er. No Evil Soul Master can hurt us."

Sensing the possible danger, Feng Zaixing notified the nearby experts First Thing. With a wave of gentle Soul Power, he wrapped the startled Na'er and sent her to Mu Ye's side.

A Ruheng turned around, vigilance written across his face.

Just as he was about to speak, an earth-shaking explosion erupted overhead. Sunlight streamed through the dim ceiling as the underground tunnel was blasted apart. Huge chunks of earth and rock crashed down, striking the rear twelve carriages of the train.

The Next Second, the Soul Tool Train, which had just emerged from the underground tunnel, suddenly tilted to one side. Deafening screeches of metal and terrified screams instantly filled the carriages.

Large sections of the long train body flew up, slammed into the mountain walls, and broke apart.

"Hehehehe, the weather is fine today. A perfect day for killing."

"I woke up thinking this would be a great place to pull a job. Looks like the harvest won't be small after all."

A chilly wind blew across The Sky. Six figures dressed in gray and wearing skull masks, with only their eyes exposed, stood atop the tunnel. Smiling, they looked down at their handiwork and imagined the pleasure of harvesting souls.

"Bastards!"

However, The Next Second, the collapsed tunnel erupted with an incomparably blazing wave of energy. Broken rocks and shattered earth shot skyward like an Earth Dragon, blasting five Evil Soul Masters away. The weakest among them exploded On the Spot, flesh and blood scattering everywhere.

Beneath the cascading rubble, streams of dark golden Blood Qi rose like crimson rivers, forming a hundred-meter giant that stood between Heaven and earth.

Mu Ye, having activated his Martial Soul Avatar, held the entire train high overhead. His gentle Soul Power was like a mother's hand, delivering every terrified passenger onto level ground.

"A top-tier Title Douluo! Run!"

The four surviving Evil Soul Masters had already changed expression when they were blasted away. Looking back now, their faces turned pale with terror. They only wished their parents had given them two more legs as they fled for their lives.

Beneath the giant's feet, nine Soul Rings shone brightly—five black and four red. The black ones were like the Abyss, while the red ones resembled rivers of blood, terrifying beyond measure.

Fortunately, killing them was not that expert's First Thing. He was focused on using his power to save the wounded and rescue the dying, so he had not used much strength to attack them.

But could they really escape?

"Evil Soul Masters, since you came, don't even think about leaving!"

Several swift figures shot from Mu Ye's shoulder, charging down along the river of Blood Qi. While still in the air, their auras exploded outward like tigers descending a mountain.

The five Evil Soul Masters looked back and found that the Soul Rings of the four pursuers followed a clear pattern.

The burliest one was a Six Rings Soul Emperor, all black. Next was a Four Rings Soul Ancestor with four purple rings. The two youngest were actually only Soul Grand Masters, both with two purple rings—one deep purple tinged with black, the other light purple.

"Bastard! Fine, a Soul Emperor and Soul Ancestor are chasing us, but even Soul Grand Masters dare to come after us? Do they think Evil Soul Masters are made of clay?!"

A Ghost Skeleton Soul Elder cursed loudly, feeling deeply slighted.

"Don't Say Much. Escape first. Split up and run. Whether we live or die depends on fate!"

The strongest Evil Soul Master, a Soul Emperor, threw down a smoke bomb. Wings spread from his back as he flew away at incredible speed. His Martial Soul was a Dark Crow, exceptionally skilled at evasion.

But the next instant, a dark red figure appeared before the Crow Evil Soul Emperor. Looking closely, it was a Red Mecha nearly six meters tall. One arm transformed into a blade and slashed down at his head.

"How can there be a God-Tier Mecha?"

The Crow Evil Soul Emperor left behind those final words in terror before his body was shredded to pieces by the blade's radiance. The God-Tier Mecha's single strike extinguished all life within him.

"Did I say you could leave?"

Mu Ye shouted coldly from afar. He lowered the increasingly steady carriage, and his mighty voice froze every Evil Soul Master in place.

"Ruheng, hold the line."

With a wave of his hand, Mu Ye sent Feng Zaixing and the other three to within thirty meters of the Evil Soul Masters.

"Yes."

A Ruheng clasped his hands toward him from afar, then turned his bald head toward the four Evil Soul Masters, whose cultivation was no higher than Soul Ancestor. He sneered.

"Teacher originally wanted to leave that Evil Soul Emperor to me, but he ran. Whoever among you dares run will end up just like him."

"And Shrek is here too. We'll rid the people of evil!"

Blue lightning like a fleeting swan exploded through the air as Blue Lightning Yu Minglong came flying over. Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings shone around his dragonized right arm.

While still in midair, he unleashed Thunder Dragon Claw at an Evil Soul Elder.

Farther away, a Seven-Colored Glazed Tower rose into the sky and scattered three rays of colored light, simultaneously increasing Yu Minglong's strength, speed, and Soul Power by forty percent.

"You were nowhere to be seen when it was time to save people, but you're so eager to steal credit. And you didn't even buff us. You two are bigger bastards than turtles."

Xu Miao cursed as he raised the Xuanwu Shield and proactively approached the strongest of the four Evil Soul Masters, the Bone Dragon King Evil Soul Ancestor. He sneered.

"Bone Dragon King, right? Let this young master weigh your worth!"

"Let's go too."

Feng Zaixing was not one for many words. He fixed his eyes on the Skeleton Evil Soul Elder who had previously looked at them with disdain. His first soul skill flashed, and he moved like a ghost, instantly crossing thirty meters to reach the man.

He swung down his palm, boiling with Blood Qi and rolling waves of fire!

"An Evil Soul Master dares look down on us? You're exactly the kind I'm here to beat!"

"Slap!"

Caught off guard, the Skeleton Evil Soul Elder was struck with a vicious slap. The immense force made his ears ring, sending him flying On the Spot.

"Ah..."

Extreme Fire spread and burned through the flesh and bones of his cheek, invading every inch of the Skeleton Evil Soul Elder's muscles, tendons, and bones with the bloodthirsty savagery of a wolf. Even an Evil Soul Master accustomed to bloodshed could not help crying out in agony.

However, the battle instincts of an old Terrorist made him overcome the pain by reflex and employ a countermeasure.

"Third soul skill, Sacrificial Skeleton!"

His only purple Soul Ring flashed. The skeletal demonic phantom behind the Skeleton Evil Soul Elder shattered, while his true body appeared twenty meters away the next instant.

But by then, the flesh on his right cheek had already been burned into black ash. Half his body was charred, exposing stark white bone, as though he had fused with his Martial Soul to an extremely deep extent.

"Nice escape. Again!"

Feng Zaixing gave him no chance to catch his breath. Before the Skeleton Evil Soul Elder could steady himself, he used another soul skill.

This time, the massive flaming palm targeted the Evil Soul Master's left cheek, raising a scorching wave of fire several meters long. It made the Evil Soul Master's scalp go numb, his Eyes widening like bells.

"Second soul skill, Ghost Mist!"

"Ghost your head!"

Another vicious slap forcefully interrupted his soul skill. Feng Zaixing sent him flying with lightning speed.

Threads of Soul Power transformed into black smoke, spilling from the Skeleton Evil Soul Elder's body before being reduced to ash by Extreme Fire.

This time, the Skeleton Evil Soul Elder did not survive.

"Light Fire, Instant Body Void Breaker! True Body Battle Method, Blood Explosion Fist!"

With his third release of a soul skill, the red flames swirling around Feng Zaixing instantly turned radiant gold, gaining a sacred and majestic aura. He clenched his fist and drove it into the Skeleton Evil Soul Elder's chest, punching a hole straight through him.

When the soul skill ended, Feng Zaixing himself appeared thirty meters away from the Skeleton Evil Soul Master. His retro red scholar-warrior robe was especially eye-catching, its brilliant light slaying evil souls like sunlight piercing the clouds.

With a bang, the Skeleton Evil Soul Elder's flesh exploded into fragments. Rotting meat mixed with shattered bones flew everywhere, leaving nothing behind.

"What a pity. I have to hide the Radiant Angel, so I can only play with them using weakened light element attacks. That really isn't satisfying."

Feng Zaixing patted his hands and turned to look at the other three battlefields, feeling slightly regretful.

Three Evil Soul Elders and one Soul Ancestor—never mind that he could not fully make use of them, he still had to fight with his hands tied.

Forget it. He would just casually fight them with Light Fire. He needed to keep more trump cards in reserve.

"Boss, come help! This guy's hard to deal with!"

Long Chen urgently called for support. Tangling with him was an Agile Attack Type Evil Soul Elder whose Martial Soul was actually a rare Dark Attribute shadow. Its true body could hide within the Martial Soul, making it impossible to spot with the naked eye.

The Bright Holy Dragon was certainly powerful and naturally suppressed Evil Soul Masters by attribute, but Long Chen's cultivation was too shallow. In a short while, several cuts had opened across his body. Blood dripped down, turning black in an instant.

"Don't worry. Boss is coming."

Feng Zaixing narrowed his eyes. Seeing that this Evil Soul Master was incredibly fast, so much so that even a genius Soul Ancestor would struggle to kill him easily, his gaze shifted and the second Soul Ring beneath his feet glimmered.

"Second soul skill, Blood Soul Refining God!"