Battle Against a Rank 9 Soul Master, Gu Yuejin's Might

Gu Yuejin's sudden entry was like a meteor crashing into a placid lake.

The Rank 9 Soul Master's fervent expression froze instantly, replaced by disbelief and shock.

His name was Wang Yang, titled "Sky Peng," a ninety-first-level Titled Douluo.

Even across the entire Sun Moon Empire, he was a figure of considerable renown.

Yet at this moment, he felt a lethal threat from a mere young upstart.

"A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring? How is that possible!"

Wang Yang's heart shuddered violently, his movements slowing by half a beat.

Such a young Soul Sage, with such an outrageous soul ring configuration—even those monsters secretly cultivated by Mingde Hall couldn't compare.

Even Shrek Academy might not be able to produce a freak with a Hundred Thousand Year ring at seven rings!

But the current situation left him no time to dwell.

The "Platform of Deification" in his hands was frantically devouring his soul power, firmly suppressing Snow Empress as she struggled to counterattack.

He had to maintain the seal while simultaneously diverting his focus to battle this mysterious formidable foe—instantly trapped in a severe disadvantage.

"No matter who you are, anyone who dares ruin Old Man's plans must die!"

Wang Yang roared, the Flight Soul Tool on his back spewing brilliant streams of light.

He used high-speed movement to create distance while unleashing his masterpiece—the Rank Nine Soul Tool, "Sky Peng This."

Boom boom boom—!

Dozens of Level Eight Fixed Soul Tool Cannons fired simultaneously, a dense web of firepower instantly blanketing Gu Yuejin's location, the explosions deafening.

Facing this overwhelming barrage, Gu Yuejin's expression remained indifferent, his steps not even faltering.

"Child's play."

In an instant, countless blue-gold vines erupted from the ground, as if alive, weaving into a massive net in the air.

Blue Silver Emperor Talent Domain—Eternal Forest!

These vines were not only incredibly tough but, fused with Gu Yuejin's terrifying physical constitution, possessed an extremely strong adaptability to icy environments.

Those Fixed-Soul-Tool Cannonballs, enough to shatter mountains, merely splashed ripples against the vine net before being neutralized by its extremely pliant force.

Not only that, but the vines followed relentlessly, like clinging parasites, winding toward Wang Yang in the air, forcing him into a clumsy retreat.

"Damn it! Is this really Blue Silver Grass?!"

The more Wang Yang fought, the more alarmed he became.

His opponent's defense was not only watertight but could even predict every trajectory of his attacks.

Gu Yuejin's eyes gleamed with an odd luster—the high synergy of his Body Martial Soul's eyes and brain.

In his vision, every move Wang Yang made, every flow of his soul power, was broken down into slow motion.

Even the extremely fast attack speed of a Rank Nine Soul Tool became traceable in his sight.

Even the impact points of the cannonballs were calculated clearly in advance.

Side-step, duck, sidle.

Gu Yuejin moved like a ghost dancing amidst the gunfire, each time dodging a lethal blow by a hair's breadth.

"This guy... is too familiar with the attack patterns of soul tools!"

Cold sweat beaded on Wang Yang's forehead.

To maintain the Platform of Deification, his soul power was draining rapidly, and his attack rhythm grew increasingly chaotic.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield.

While the two were locked in fierce combat, Huo Yuhao, guided by Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, quietly crept to the edge of the Platform of Deification.

There, Snow Empress's form was ethereal, but her consciousness remained clear.

Though suppressed by the seal, her pride as the Ruler of the Far North made her hostile toward any creature that approached.

"Get lost..."

Sensing someone nearby, Snow Empress mustered her strength, and a blast of extreme cold swept toward Huo Yuhao.

"Watch out!"

Huo Yuhao was alarmed—this was the strike of a seventy-thousand-year Fierce Beast. Even at its last gasp, it could instantly kill a one-ring Soul Master like him.

Just then, a golden light shot out from between his brows.

A massive, translucent golden membrane shielded Huo Yuhao.

It was Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's shed skin!

Pff—

The cold current struck the shed skin, merely raising a puff of white mist, without harming Huo Yuhao in the slightest.

"Snow Empress! Don't attack!"

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's round soul spirit phantom popped out, shouting urgently, "We're all Far North Beasts—Far North Beasts don't kill Far North Beasts!"

Seeing this big fat worm, Snow Empress's eyes, once brimming with killing intent, flickered with a trace of shock.

"Ice silkworm? No, a Far North ice silkworm couldn't grow to look like you."

Even so, the aura of Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, also that of a Far North Soul Beast, let her tense nerves relax a little.

At least he was a bit more trustworthy than that despicable human.

The view returned to the main battlefield.

By now, the fight between Gu Yuejin and Wang Yang had reached a fever pitch.

Wang Yang was a Titled Douluo after all, and though he was being held back, his desperate struggle was nothing to scoff at.

"Kid, you're forcing my hand!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Wang Yang's eyes as he prepared to go all out, even if it meant mutual injury, just to drive Gu Yuejin back.

But Gu Yuejin had been waiting for this moment.

Right as Wang Yang gathered his strength, Gu Yuejin deliberately left an opening, his stance faltering slightly.

"An opening!"

Wang Yang rejoiced, thinking his opponent's soul power was running low. The cannon in his hand instantly locked onto Gu Yuejin's heart.

Yet the next second, what he saw was the mocking sneer curling at the corner of Gu Yuejin's mouth.

"Had enough fun."

Whoosh—!

A dazzling, extreme golden light suddenly burst from within Gu Yuejin.

His skin, bones, and meridians seemed to turn into pure gold in that instant.

Body Martial Soul—Golden Grade Second Awakening!

Attribute Amplification, triple!

His already terrifying aura instantly surged to a suffocating level, even faintly overshadowing Wang Yang, a Titled Douluo.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

Wang Yang's pupils shrank to pinpricks, fear flooding his mind like a tide, drowning his reason.

"It's over."

Gu Yuejin gave him no chance to regret.

All his soul power poured instantly into the Seventh Soul Skill. His entire body turned into a golden streak of light, ignoring the Soul Tool Cannon about to fire, and crashed straight into Wang Yang's chest.

True Body!

This collision was like a mountain falling, carrying an overwhelming, destructive force.

Crack—!

Wang Yang's proud Rank Nine Soul Guide Shield shattered like paper in an instant.

Then came the crisp sound of bones breaking.

"Pfft—!"

Wang Yang spat a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward like a cannonball.

Before he even hit the ground, Gu Yuejin's eyes flared with an eerie purple light again.

Mental Shock! (Body Martial Soul trait—any part can serve as a temporary martial soul)

It was a direct soul strike from the Body Martial Soul.

Wang Yang, already grievously wounded, felt as if a red-hot iron rod was stirring his brain, his consciousness plunging into a blank void.

Swish!

Gu Yuejin moved like a shadow, instantly appearing beside Wang Yang. His right hand, fingers pressed together like a blade, struck heavily at the back of Wang Yang's neck.

Thud.

This Rank 9 Soul Master, who had dominated the Sun Moon Empire, didn't even let out a groan before falling unconscious.

The Platform of Deification slipped from his hand and flew out, caught steadily by Gu Yuejin.

"Whew..."

Having dealt with this major nuisance, Gu Yuejin was slightly out of breath.

After all, it was a battle spanning nearly twenty levels, even if his opponent was a Titled Douluo focused on Soul Tools—the drain was immense.

He weighed the Platform of Deification in his hand, about to check on Snow Empress.

Suddenly.

Rumble—!

From the distant horizon came a soul-shaking roar.

Next, an aura of extreme cold a hundred times fiercer than before, mixed with overwhelming fury, swept across the entire snowfield in an instant.

The howling wind and snow that had been raging actually came to a standstill at that moment.

"Who dares touch her!!"

A murderous, delicate shout pierced the sky.

A green-and-jade streak of light shot through like a blade tearing the heavens apart, arriving in a flash.

It was a scorpion less than two meters long, its entire body jade-green, radiating boundless imperial majesty.

The Ice Jade Scorpion—Ice Empress!

The moment she landed, she saw a sight that made her eyes burn with rage—

The surroundings were a wreck, scarred everywhere with signs of battle.

Snow Empress's aura was weak, trapped in place.

And a human youth was standing "sneakily" right beside Snow Empress.

Another human was holding that strange metal platform that had imprisoned Snow Empress's aura.

In an instant, Ice Empress's reason was burned clean away by her fury.

The misunderstanding was massive.