Instantly Killing a Fallen Soul King

"Qin Heng" suppressed the fury that was nearly bursting from his chest and continued chasing wildly down the main road.

With the Asura Armor's Second Soul Skill granting him a 100% agility boost, his speed was astonishing. Trees and wilderness flashed backward along the way.

Before long, a group of Fallen Ones traveling ahead appeared on the road.

There were seven people in the group. Their auras varied in strength, but the leader made even "Qin Heng" feel a distinct pressure.

He was a tall, sinister-looking middle-aged man, his body faintly emanating the dense fluctuations of formidable power.

"Finally, a Soul Master has caught up!" A voice filled with excitement and cruelty rang out from the group.

The speaker was a female Fallen Soul Master with grayish-white curly hair. She wore extremely revealing clothes, with only a few pieces of blood-red leather armor barely covering her body and exposing large areas of pale skin covered in bloodstains.

She turned to the leading Third Elder, licked her scarlet lips, and said with a coquettish laugh, "Third Elder, this guy's Soul Power fluctuation is only at the Soul Ancestor level. I can also smell that he's very young, so his combat experience is probably nothing special. Leave him to me! I happen to be craving a snack."

The sinister man known as the Third Elder casually glanced at the distant "Qin Heng" and waved his hand. "Go. End this quickly. Don't waste time or expend too much Soul Power. He isn't our target."

"Don't worry, Third Elder. I understand!" A bloodthirsty excitement flashed through the gray-haired woman's eyes. Twisting her waist, she took the initiative to meet him.

She looked "Qin Heng" up and down, his entire body covered in savage Asura Armor. Her nostrils twitched slightly before an intoxicated expression appeared on her face. "Tsk, tsk, tsk! You smell so good. Your blood and vitality are so abundant. You can't be over twenty, can you? A Soul Ancestor under twenty would qualify for the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament, right? What a rare genius!"

She stuck out her tongue and excitedly licked her lips, her gaze greedy and crazed. "What I love most is killing geniuses, then eating their hearts and brains bite by bite. That taste is simply the finest pleasure in the world."

As she spoke, a massive crimson tiger phantom appeared behind her. It was her martial soul—the Blood Fiend Demon Tiger!

Beneath her feet, five Soul Rings lit up in sequence: one white, one yellow, two purple, and one black. The Soul Power fluctuations of a Soul King erupted with a bang.

With a thought from the female Fallen Soul Master, her martial soul possessed her body. Her form rapidly changed as dense blood-red fur covered her body, her limbs became thick and powerful, and her hands transformed into tiger claws with cold light glinting at their tips.

"Be good, little genius, and become my meal! First Soul Skill—Blood Shadow Claw Strike!"

As her First Soul Ring lit up, the woman crossed her claws. Six claw shadows thick with bloody light tore through the air and slashed down at "Qin Heng."

Seeing this, "Qin Heng" curled his lips in disdain. He made no move to defend himself. Instead, he summoned the Asura Cloak Claw, dark-red claws covering both hands as he charged straight into her claw shadows.

"Clang!!!" The six Blood Shadow Claw Strikes struck the Asura Armor fiercely, yet they produced only a string of crisp metallic rings.

Not even the slightest mark was left on the indestructible Asura Armor's surface. Not even a spark flew.

The gray-haired woman's pupils abruptly contracted. At last, she realized that this "Soul Ancestor" was far from as simple as he appeared.

So he's a defense-type Soul Master! With that thought, she immediately lit up her Third Soul Ring, and Soul Power surged forth.

"Third Soul Skill—Blood Tiger Roar!" A deafening tiger's roar, filled with brutality and ferocity, suddenly erupted from her mouth!

The sound waves became visible bloody ripples, carrying a powerful Mental Shock as they rushed toward "Qin Heng's" mind.

However, this Soul Skill, which could inflict temporary dizziness or even grievous mental injuries on ordinary Soul Masters, was like a gentle breeze before "Qin Heng."

His spiritual power had long since reached the level of a Titled Douluo. A mere Soul King-level mental attack was not even enough to scratch an itch.

"Qin Heng" did not slow in the slightest. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed before the woman. By then, she had no time to unleash a third Soul Skill. Just as fear appeared in her eyes, the Asura Cloak Claw swept past with the cold aura of death.

"Psh!"

The sharp cloak claw precisely and cruelly tore through her throat, its dark-red tips ripping open her windpipe and carotid artery.

Blood gushed out like a fountain. The woman's eyes widened as she futilely clutched at her neck, able to produce only broken, rasping sounds.

The next moment, her head nearly came off her neck. Her body toppled backward weakly and crashed heavily to the ground. After twitching a few times, she fell completely silent.

The female Fallen Soul Master was dead!

The expressions of the remaining six Fallen Ones changed instantly. The Third Elder in particular finally showed a trace of gravity in his sinister eyes.

Fallen Soul Masters were generally stronger in combat than ordinary Soul Masters. Yet this boy had killed a Soul King above his own level in a single strike. His strength could not be underestimated.

After slashing open the Blood Fiend Demon Tiger Soul Master's throat, "Qin Heng" did not slow down at all. The dark-red figure carried overwhelming killing intent as he continued charging furiously toward the remaining six Fallen Ones.

Warm blood still dripped from the Asura Cloak Claw, glimmering with an eerie red light beneath the setting sun.

Seeing this, another Fallen Soul Master in the group who had reached the Soul King level flashed a fierce light in his eyes and immediately stepped forward, preparing to meet the attack.

"Stand down!"

A low shout suddenly rang out. The Third Elder fiercely stretched out a hand to stop that Soul King. His eyes were fixed on the rapidly approaching "Qin Heng," and his expression was more solemn than ever.

"All of you, fall back. There's something strange about this boy. He killed Blood Fiend in one blow. Even if she was careless and underestimated him, his true combat strength is probably already close to that of a Soul Saint."

The moment those words fell, the expressions of the other five Fallen Soul Masters changed drastically.

Before Blood Fiend died, she had said that this boy was under twenty. Her sense of smell had never been wrong. A young man under twenty possessed combat strength close to a Soul Saint? He was a monster among monsters!

They looked at one another, fear and wariness flashing through all their eyes. The sight of Blood Fiend being instantly killed was still vivid in their minds. None of them wanted to follow in her footsteps.

"Listen to the Third Elder. Retreat!" The five Fallen Soul Masters made their decision immediately. They rapidly withdrew, opening up distance from "Qin Heng" and leaving the center of the battlefield to the Third Elder alone.

After seeing his companions retreat, the Third Elder did not relax. Instead, he became even more cautious. He knew full well that an opponent capable of instantly killing a Soul King was no easy foe. If he let down his guard even slightly, he might suffer a disastrous defeat as well.

A pitch-black shadow suddenly surged out from behind him. It twisted and writhed continuously, as though it possessed a life of its own.