Special Subjugation Ritual

Every time Lin Li fought using the Sword of Exorcism, he felt something strange, as though he could sense a connection between his two Martial Souls.

It was only after he had killed enough people that he finally learned what it was from the information transmitted by his Martial Soul.

The Subjugation Ritual.

It did not occupy any of Lin Li's Soul Ring slots, but it was more like a Soul Skill, or perhaps a special trial.

The Subjugation Ritual could be activated voluntarily, but using the Sword of Exorcism too much would also trigger it passively. It could not be avoided.

The Subjugation Ritual would forcibly drag everyone within a certain range into it. Mahoraga would attack everyone within that range until they were all killed.

If Lin Li himself killed Mahoraga, the subjugation would be considered successful. He would gain a one-hundred-percent boost to All Attributes, and there was also a certain chance of obtaining a domain... the domain where attacks were guaranteed to hit.

Every time Mahoraga was summoned, its initial All Attributes would be the same as Lin Li's, but its battle experience, recovery, and adaptability were different.

"Is this brat's Martial Soul really normal?"

Lao Er stood rooted to the spot. It was his first time seeing a Martial Soul that could fight Soul Masters.

This seemed even more sinister than us Fallen Soul Masters!

At least we don't abuse ourselves.

"Gulp..."

The sound of swallowing rang out, and everyone present felt an incredibly powerful pressure descend upon them.

"A-afraid of what? It's just a strange Martial Soul, isn't it?! Kill it!"

"That's right, kill it!"

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

The crowd encouraged themselves and mustered their courage to release their Soul Skills.

In an instant, more than a dozen different Soul Skills shot toward Mahoraga, and thick smoke erupted.

When the smoke cleared, the Fallen Soul Masters looked over nervously. They saw Mahoraga lying on the ground, with both arms and one leg severed.

"Heh heh! I told you this brat was just putting on an act! I—"

Before Lao Er could finish speaking, the unmistakable sound of cracking rang out. Then Mahoraga, which had been lying on the ground, stood up.

At the same time, its severed limbs rapidly regenerated at a visible rate, and the Dharma Wheel above its head successfully turned once.

"Th-this is a person?"

Lao Er began to feel afraid. How could it still not be killed?

Lao San seemed to realize something and shouted, "Attack that thing above its head! It must be recovering through that!"

What Lao San did not know was that all their attacks had already allowed Mahoraga to begin adapting. Even if they had truly achieved what he imagined, the Dharma Wheel still would not have shattered.

Just as Lin Li's Subjugation Ritual began, the three of Feng Xiaotian had already returned to the city.

"Brother Wushuang, quickly... quickly go get help. He definitely can't hold out much longer..."

"What about you two?"

"We're in bad shape. You're the fastest right now, so go first! There's no time to waste!"

Huo Wushuang nodded, immediately activated Martial Soul Possession, and headed toward Spirit Hall at top speed.

As a large city with a Spirit Douluo stationed there, Blazing City had an exceptionally powerful branch of Spirit Hall. Its Hall Master was a high-rank Spirit Saint.

Blazing Academy stood in the very center of the city. Going to the academy for reinforcements would take too long, so Huo Wushuang chose to seek help from Spirit Hall.

Spirit Hall could be said to be the force most hated by Fallen Soul Masters. It often dispatched elite armies to patrol the entire continent and specifically exterminate Fallen Soul Masters.

Given the current situation, asking Spirit Hall for help was the best choice.

Not long after Huo Wushuang left, Feng Xiaotian could not hold back and spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Are you all right?"

Huo Wu frowned as she supported Feng Xiaotian. He forced a smile and said, "With little sister Huo Wu supporting me, how could anything happen to me?"

"..."

Huo Wu instinctively wanted to retort, but seeing Feng Xiaotian in such a state and still trying to make her laugh, she let him off with only a few words left unsaid.

"Hey, why did you come along? You could have run, couldn't you?"

"Then why did you go?"

"I went to save someone!"

Huo Wu answered directly, then saw Feng Xiaotian staring straight at her.

"I did it to save someone too."

Fortunately, I managed to save her.

Feng Xiaotian knew he had played a significant role, so he was very happy inside.

But he also knew that he still was not strong enough. He could not truly protect anyone yet, and that made him yearn to grow stronger.

As someone with Innate Full Soul Power, his strength had always been at the pinnacle among his peers. He had never seen anyone stronger than himself. But today, he had met someone much younger than him whose combat power was about equal to his, and who could even fight a Soul King for a while without falling behind despite being only a two-ring Soul Master.

Even more astonishing was that his Soul Ring configuration was one yellow and one purple.

Feng Xiaotian had originally planned to study Self-Created Soul Skills and display his talent when the next Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament began. But now, all he wanted was to improve his strength.

He had never met anyone with better talent than himself, and had thought that was because his talent was unrivaled. It turned out that he had simply been a frog in a well.

At the volcanic crater outside Blazing City.

A Spirit Douluo and a high-rank Spirit Saint stood facing three Fallen Spirit Saints. They were Dean Huo Tianquan and Vice Dean Huo Ling.

"You old fool, why meddle in our affairs!"

"Hmph, there's no point in saying more. Every Fallen Soul Master deserves to die. Come and die!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

Huo Ling had a fiery temper. He stomped his left foot, and his Seventh Soul Ring began to glow. His entire body transformed into a Flame Lion more than ten meters tall, which suddenly pounced toward the three men.

"Heaven has a path, yet you refuse to take it; hell has no gate, yet you barge right in... Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

A massive blood-red skeleton rose to its feet, raising both hands to meet the incoming lion claws.

"You two, why not come and have a little test with this dean?"

Huo Tianquan locked onto the other two men. With a beckoning motion, he summoned a Blazing Long Blade more than four meters long into his hand.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Brahma Slash!"

The already extremely long Blazing Long Blade became even more magnificent as the flames surged. Its grand momentum, stretching more than ten meters, made it seem as though a god had descended from the clouds to deliver divine punishment upon the mountain.

A sea of fire raged. The mountain shook from the strike, and the two Fallen Spirit Saints were sent flying.

"He's... a high-rank Spirit Douluo!"

The deans of the Four Great Academies were all powerful, but they had not expected him to be this strong.

If Huo Tianquan did not die, it would not take many years for him to become a Titled Douluo.

"What a pity. You insisted on wading into these muddy waters... then die here!"

The two Fallen Spirit Saints exchanged a glance and simultaneously released powerful attacking Soul Skills toward the ground beneath their feet.

Cracks spread in every direction, sending broken stones flying.

From the places where the mountain had split open, wisps of pitch-black Demonic Qi surged forth.

"We took the grievance-filled blood of ten thousand people, the hearts of a hundred infants who had yet to develop intelligence, and combined them with the Spirit Douluo of the Dark Attribute we ambushed and killed, along with this unique environment..."

Huo Tianquan sensed that something was wrong and immediately activated his Martial Soul Avatar before diving downward.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Tool Soul Avatar!"

One of the Fallen Soul Masters also activated his Martial Soul Avatar. Holding a black Treasure Lamp in his hands, he moved to intercept him.

"You're only realizing something is wrong now? Too late!"

The remaining Spirit Saint burst into a maniacal laugh and poured all his Soul Power into one final strike.

"Come forth! Flame Demon Skeleton!"