Under the assault of the Two Ninth Soul Skills, Xu Zi's bones were shattered, and his whole body convulsed. They showed no concern for his suffering, but still gave him all due respect.
Lin Xiao shuddered. It was awful. Truly awful.
Xu Zi lay limp on the ground, without the strength to resist. His eyes had once again gone vacant. His pride and dignity had been mercilessly crushed by Du Busi's two Soul Skills.
Even after becoming an Evil Soul Master, he had still lost in the face of absolute power, falling at the hands of the strong.
He had no idea how he could become stronger. He had even devoured Bei Bei, and he had still failed.
He really was... nothing but a good-for-nothing. A complete and utter failure.
Xu Zi's mind crumbled little by little, growing more and more deranged.
Du Busi floated over to Xu Zi and planted a foot on his face. He taunted, "Xu Zi, Xu Zi, how come you're still such a failure even after becoming an Evil Soul Master?"
"Without Shrek, without the Holy Spirit Cult, you're a failure through and through."
"I heard you even devoured Mu En's descendant?"
"Tsk, tsk. Just look at yourself. How can you face Mu En? Huh? You useless old fool."
Du Busi showed no mercy, each word stabbing at Xu Zi's heart.
Shrek had been his greatest support, but he had fallen into the ranks of the Evil Soul Masters. Mu En had been his greatest mentor, the person he respected most, yet he had devoured Mu En's descendant.
Without all that, he was nothing but a failure. A complete and utter failure.
Lin Xiao walked over slowly and chuckled. "Oh, right, Xu Zi. I've got another piece of good news for you."
"Remember that Red