Body Moves, Suppressing the Evil Soul Master!

Of course, the two Evil Soul Masters chasing Liu Yuan had nothing to do with Tang San.

It was just that many Evil Soul Masters in the original story had deep ties to Tang San, which was why Liu Yuan felt moved to comment.

He only gave it a passing thought before pulling his focus back.

He continued to lead Xiao Wu toward the inheritance site of the God of Death, arriving at the scene shortly after.

"I'm back. Let me return to your body; there's a lot to deal with."

Upon returning to the inheritance site of the God of Death, the clone didn't waste any time and spoke directly to the main body.

In truth, Liu Yuan's clone and main body were essentially the same person, but because they lacked the ability to share memories before merging, they remained separate.

Therefore, the clone requested a merger the moment it returned.

Rather than offering meaningless explanations, the clone only needed to merge directly with the main body for all its memories to return to him.

"Alright."

Liu Yuan nodded upon hearing this.

With a flick of his finger, the clone before him transformed back into a stream of pure soul power and returned to Liu Yuan's body.

He paused in place for a brief moment, fully inheriting the clone's memories and understanding exactly what had transpired during that time.

A smile couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth.

"Heh."

"Tang San, you never saw this coming."

"Even your woman has been taken by me."

"You spent years of painstaking effort and still couldn't have Xiao Wu, yet in the end, I took her with such ease."

"If you found out about this, wouldn't you be so angry you'd cough up blood?"

Liu Yuan could no longer contain himself and eventually let out a laugh.

Xiao Wu, however, was somewhat worried about the two Evil Soul Masters behind them.

After all, Liu Yuan had already mentioned that they were Soul Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters, which was not something Xiao Wu could handle.

Thus, Xiao Wu quickly cast her gaze toward Liu Yuan: "Stop laughing, what about those two Evil Soul Masters?"

Only then did Liu Yuan remember the two Evil Soul Masters, but his expression remained completely dismissive.

"What about them? I'll just deal with them easily and be done with it."

"Two Soul Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters, what do they even amount to?"

Liu Yuan said with a smile.

Xiao Wu couldn't help but be slightly stunned upon hearing this.

After all, in Xiao Wu's eyes, a Soul Douluo was still very powerful.

Especially Evil Soul Masters of the Soul Douluo level; their strength was generally higher than that of normal soul masters. Therefore, if these two were at a higher level, say eighty-six or eighty-seven, they could likely exert the strength of a normal level ninety Title Douluo.

Consequently, Xiao Wu couldn't help but feel a bit dazed after hearing Liu Yuan's words.

"Is it because you are the new Death God?"

However, she quickly recalled many things Liu Yuan had told her before.

So, Xiao Wu soon regained her composure, continued to look at the Liu Yuan in front of her, and couldn't help but mutter in her heart: "Come on, let me see your strength."

"In any case, Tang San definitely couldn't beat opponents like this right now."

Liu Yuan, however, had never shown much concern for the two Evil Soul Masters.

They were merely two Soul Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters.

If two Title Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters had come, Liu Yuan might have taken them more seriously.

But since it was just two Soul Douluos, there was absolutely no need for Liu Yuan to care.

Of course, this did not mean that Liu Yuan had become arrogant.

It was just that he was already level seventy.

Moreover, the soul rings he had obtained were all powerful rings hundreds of thousands of years old, and his soul bones were all one-hundred-thousand to million-year-old artifacts.

Combined with the teachings of the God of Death and the small portion of divine power Liu Yuan already possessed.

If he couldn't even manage to kill opponents of this caliber in an instant, he might as well find a place to end his own life.

Liu Yuan continued to wait on the spot.

Soon, the two Evil Soul Masters who had been closely following Liu Yuan and Xiao Wu arrived before him.

They were two tall, burly men.

However, because both were Evil Soul Masters, their minds and bodies had become twisted and insane. As they stood before Liu Yuan, he could clearly sense that they were not normal people; their faces were incredibly distorted.

"Not running anymore?"

"Or did you realize you couldn't get away?"

The two Evil Soul Masters sneered and mocked the moment they saw Liu Yuan. Their voices were raspy and their tones smug, clearly unaware that they were already in mortal danger.

But Liu Yuan was not here to play house with them.

Since a mere pair of Evil Soul Masters dared to set their sights on him, he certainly could not afford to be soft-hearted.

At this moment, he took a single step forward, and with a sudden "swish," Liu Yuan's body flickered like Gui Mei, appearing instantly before the two Evil Soul Masters.

His speed was immense; even without using his Martial Soul, the fusion of so many spirit bones meant his speed was no different from that of a 100,000-year-level spirit beast.

Before the two Evil Soul Masters could even react to what Liu Yuan had done, he grabbed each of them by the head and slammed them directly into the ground.

"Boom!"

Two violent sounds erupted in quick succession.

The heads of the two Evil Soul Masters smashed heavily into the earth, leaving them bloodied on the spot, while the hard ground was cratered by the impact of their skulls.

"He's this strong without even using his Martial Soul?"

"No, that's not it."

"It's a Body Martial Soul!"

However, the two Evil Soul Masters were no pushovers. Although they had been left bloodied the moment they met Liu Yuan, they did not die instantly; instead, they began to analyze the situation.

They immediately guessed that Liu Yuan possessed a Body Martial Soul. After all, Liu Yuan had not transformed, nor had any weapon appeared in his hands, yet he possessed such terrifying speed. If he didn't have a Body Martial Soul and relied solely on his physical body for such power, it would simply be too absurd.

"Kill him!"

A glint of ruthlessness returned to the eyes of the two Evil Soul Masters.

Believing they had figured out Liu Yuan's foundation, they prepared to launch a counterattack.

The two shouted in unison and summoned their Martial Souls—both were large broadswords. As they summoned their weapons, streaks of black evil energy surged over their bodies, the hallmark of an Evil Soul Master.

They lit up their spirit rings, and their eighth black spirit rings began to flicker intensely.

The two charged at Liu Yuan simultaneously, one from the left and one from the right, both swinging their blades at him at the same time.

Yet Liu Yuan did not dodge or evade, allowing his body to take the brunt of their attacks.

"We hit him? Serves him right! Die!"

Soon, the attacks from the two Evil Soul Masters successfully landed on Liu Yuan.

Seeing this, the two Evil Soul Masters let out triumphant laughs.

But then, Liu Yuan's voice rang out.

"With this little bit of strength, go home and drink some milk!"

Following that, he grabbed each of them by the throat and hoisted their bodies high into the air.