Light Ye Xishui VS Mu Xuan!

Two streaks of light tore across the sky above Mingdu, carrying sharp whistling sounds.

Kong Deming and Jing Hongchen pushed their speed to the limit, their Soul Power erupting without reservation.

Yet no matter how hard they chased, the red dot on the dynamic map in their minds always maintained a subtle distance from them.

They couldn't catch up!

Worse still, that distance was slowly widening!

Both their hearts sank simultaneously.

This meant the assassin's speed actually surpassed theirs!

This wasn't just a Soul Master skilled in long-range sniping—the opponent's own Soul Master strength was absolutely not to be underestimated!

At the very least... stronger than the two of them!

A mysterious powerhouse with terrifying strength who also mastered ultra-long-range precision sniping techniques... when did the Sun Moon Empire produce such a figure?

Just as doubt churned in their hearts, they suddenly noticed that the red dot, which had been moving at high speed, had stopped.

Had it plunged into the enemy's secret base? Or... had someone intercepted it?

Either way, this was their only chance to catch up!

The two exchanged a glance, hesitated no longer, and erupted with Soul Power once more, charging at full speed toward the spot where the red dot had finally halted.

This place was far from Mingdu, far from the crowds, and everything around them felt hair-raising. The aura here was wrong—no living people dwelled here, only broken and ruined houses all around.

When Kong Deming and Jing Hongchen arrived, the sight before them made their hearts clench.

In the distance, two figures stood silently in confrontation.

One of them, they knew all too well—the very man who had toyed with the entire Sun Moon Empire in the palm of his hand, Mu Xuan!

And the other figure...

It was a woman dressed in a pure white, sacred long dress, her features breathtakingly beautiful like a painting.

Her temperament was pure and warm, like a Goddess of Light descending into the mortal world, making it hard to look directly at her, yet impossible not to want to draw near.

It was Light Ye Xishui, who had escaped from that small house!

"Xishui, join the Holy Spirit Sect."

Mu Xuan's voice rang out, his tone quite calm, his eyes devoid of any emotional fluctuation as he extended an invitation to Light Ye Xishui.

What?!

Kong Deming and Jing Hongchen's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks!

That mysterious woman who assassinated Xu Tianran actually knew Mu Xuan?!

And judging by their expressions, it seemed this mysterious woman despised Mu Xuan quite a bit—was that why she killed Xu Tianran? But... to directly kill a nation's sovereign over that took some real nerve!

The two held their breath, silently concealing themselves in the shadows, making no sound.

Mu Xuan seemed to have long noticed their arrival, but didn't even bother to glance at them, his gaze fixed solely on Light Ye Xishui.

"Spare me the nonsense!"

Light Ye Xishui's voice was cold and resolute, filled with undisguised disgust.

"The Martial Soul Hall and you Evil Soul Masters are irreconcilable!"

As her words fell, light flashed in her hand, and a cannon-type Soul Tool of peculiar design, radiating a soft white glow, appeared out of thin air, its muzzle aimed squarely at Mu Xuan!

Kong Deming and Jing Hongchen were both stunned!

With their eyesight, they could tell at a glance that the cannon-type Soul Tool in Light Ye Xishui's hand was no ordinary item!

The Soul Power fluctuation flowing through it, along with the complexity of its internal structure, had already surpassed the ninth level!

Could it be... a Level Ten Soul Tool?!

How was that possible?!

After all, across the entire Sun Moon Empire, and even the whole Douluo Continent, the only known Level Ten Soul Master was Kong Deming himself!

Now another one had suddenly appeared?

And... what was this Martial Soul Hall organization?

They had never heard that name before.

Thousands of years ago, the Sun Moon Continent had drifted here from a distant sea and collided with the Douluo Continent's landmass—they knew very little of this continent's ancient history.

Perhaps it was some secret ancient organization from the Original Three Empires of Douluo Continent?

Just as their thoughts were racing, Light Ye Xishui had already pulled the trigger!

Huum—!!!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a piercing hum of energy!

A miniature projectile, milky white and no bigger than a thumb, shot out from the cannon's muzzle!

Although the shell was small, the Soul Power fluctuation emanating from it was terrifying to the extreme!

Kong Deming's heart convulsed violently!

He was certain that even if he wore a full set of ninth-grade defensive Soul Tools, he absolutely could not block this single shell!

The energy it contained was extremely terrifying, far surpassing the power of any Soul Tool Kong Deming had ever seen. Even his own proudest creation, Kong Deming felt, could not compare to this Soul Tool.

If...

If this shot could truly land on Mu Xuan...

Perhaps it might actually slay this thorn in his side on the spot!

A flicker of complex light passed through Kong Deming's eyes.

Although he didn't know the origin of this Light Ye Xishui, who called herself "Martial Soul Hall," she had just made her stance clear—irreconcilable opposition to the Evil Soul Masters!

An enemy of an enemy is a friend!

That milky-white shell possessed terrifyingly peerless power, and its speed was so fast it was impossible to track with the naked eye!

Almost the instant it left the barrel, it crossed the distance between the two and appeared before Mu Xuan!

Boom—!!!!!!

A deafening, earth-shattering roar finally erupted!

Brilliant white light instantly devoured everything, transforming into a miniature sun rising in this place!

The Terrifying Energy Shockwave spread wildly in all directions like a tsunami!

The surrounding buildings, before this force, were like paper—instantly shredded, flattened, and reduced to dust!

Fortunately, this area had long been deserted; otherwise, even the mere aftershock of this single strike would have caused tens of thousands of casualties!

"Hurry! Activate the defenses!"

Jing Hongchen roared, activating his ninth-grade defensive Soul Tool simultaneously with Kong Deming.

Two thick energy shields enveloped them. Even so, under the violent energy impact, the shields emitted strained "crack" sounds, as if they might shatter at any moment!

Both were horrified—this power... was too strong!

The blinding light and dust lasted a full ten-plus seconds before slowly dissipating.

Kong Deming and Jing Hongchen stared fixedly at the core of the explosion.

Under an attack of that magnitude, that Mu Xuan... even if he wasn't dead, he should at least be severely injured, right?

Yet, when the dust completely cleared, the sight before them plunged them into an icy abyss, their bodies frozen cold!

Mu Xuan was still standing quietly in place.

His feet had not moved an inch from start to finish.

Before him, the terrifying flesh wings, covered in pitch-black scales and radiating endless evil aura, slowly folded shut.

On them, not even the slightest trace of a scratch remained.

He was completely unharmed.