Evil Fire Phoenix? Just a Half-Baked Product! Soul Erased, Ma Hongjun Turned into a Vegetable? (Please Read On)

Without the slightest hesitation, he flashed out of Suotuo City like a ghost.

Following the directions in his memory,

Huang Yan turned into a shadow too swift for the naked eye to catch and raced toward a ruined village not far outside the city.

That was the location of the famous, yet shabby, Shrek Academy.

Under cover of night, Huang Yan slipped into the village like a specter. It didn't even have a proper front gate.

The village was quiet. Only a few crude wooden huts still showed faint lights, and every so often, the chirp of an insect broke the silence.

Huang Yan stopped and slowly closed his eyes.

Bzz—

A brilliant golden phoenix mark appeared between Huang Yan's brows.

He kept the supreme pressure of a divine beast precisely confined to a radius of a hundred meters.

He was sensing!

They belonged to the same phoenix lineage. Even if the other one was merely a half-baked product with impure blood, and had even undergone a malignant mutation,

in the presence of him, the pureblood leader of the Bright Phoenix clan, that one would shine like a torch in the dark. There was nowhere to hide!

"Found you."

Huang Yan's eyes flew open. A strange glint flashed in his golden pupils.

His gaze locked instantly onto a secluded wooden hut in a corner of the village.

Before he even drew near, a hot, turbulent, and murky aura seeped out in wisps through the cracks around the door.

That was Evil Fire!

Creak—

Huang Yan didn't knock. He simply pushed the door open and walked in.

In the cool moonlight spilling through the window,

he saw a chubby little boy with a head of messy red hair sprawled on a wooden bed, fast asleep.

He seemed to be sleeping restlessly, his brows knitted together, drool running from the corner of his mouth.

His skin was an abnormal dark red, and waves of uncontrolled heat radiated from him.

He was Ma Hongjun, one of the Shrek Seven Devils, whose Mutated Martial Soul was the "Evil Fire Phoenix"!

At this point, Ma Hongjun was still just a chubby nobody, tormented by the backlash of Evil Fire and forced to visit the brothels in Suotuo City every day to vent it.

Looking at Ma Hongjun on the bed, Huang Yan stood with his hands behind his back.

"Evil Fire Phoenix..."

A meaningful sneer curled Huang Yan's lips.

As the only Bright Phoenix on Douluo Planet, encountering a phoenix with mutated, impure blood opened up far too many possibilities!

Looking at Ma Hongjun sprawled on the bed, snoring without a shred of dignity,

Huang Yan's golden eyes showed undisguised disdain.

As the noble leader of the Bright Phoenix clan, a supreme being with pure divine-beast blood,

he couldn't help but feel a visceral revulsion, deep in his blood, at the sight of this fatso, tormented by impure Evil Fire until he looked barely human.

"What a trash mutation."

Huang Yan scoffed inwardly.

But disdain aside,

now that he had chosen the boy as the target for his possession,

Huang Yan naturally wouldn't be careless in the slightest.

He would use the chicken to hatch the egg!

No!

To put it precisely, he would possess Ma Hongjun and claim this body for himself!

More accurately,

after taking possession, he would use his source power to thoroughly cleanse Ma Hongjun's body from head to toe!

Only then would Huang Yan be able to use this body as he pleased.

Ma Hongjun's soul and body would cease to exist!

Huang Yan's thoughts stirred.

Bzz—!

A layer of invisible, incredibly dense golden Soul Power spread out from Huang Yan in an instant.

Like an overturned bowl, it sealed the ruined wooden hut inside.

The barrier looked thin, but contained a hundred-thousand-year divine beast's ultimate mastery over space and Soul Power.

It cut off auras, blocked perception, and sealed space.

With this barrier in place, even if a Limit Douluo happened to pass by,

they wouldn't have the slightest chance of knowing what was happening inside unless they stopped to investigate carefully.

Having done all this, Huang Yan no longer bothered to conceal his movements.

He slowly took one step forward.

"Tap."

The crisp sound of his footstep,

along with a trace of pure phoenix pressure that Huang Yan deliberately released, rang out sharply in the silent wooden hut.

Ma Hongjun shuddered violently in his sleep.

The Evil Fire inside him, which had been raging and rampaging through his body,

seemed to have encountered an utterly terrifying natural predator. It was instantly suppressed, cowering and trembling in the depths of his dantian.

This strange change inside his body, combined with the distinct footsteps outside, jolted Ma Hongjun awake.

"Who?!"

Ma Hongjun's eyes snapped open, and he sat bolt upright in bed.

By the moonlight,

Ma Hongjun saw that someone in a black robe had appeared in front of his bed without him noticing.

He froze completely.

His mind went blank for a moment.

Cold sweat burst from his back in an instant, soaking through his undershirt.

This was Shrek Academy!

It might have looked like a refugee camp, but several Soul Emperor- and Soul Saint-level teachers lived in the village!

Especially his teacher, Flender. He was a seventy-eighth-level Soul Saint!

How had this person slipped into his room without a sound, then walked right up to his bed before Ma Hongjun noticed?!

"Y-you... who are you?!"

Ma Hongjun swallowed. Instinctively yanking the covers over himself as he edged toward the corner of the bed, he demanded in a shaky but defiant voice:

"Why did you sneak into my room in the middle of the night?!

"I'm warning you, my teacher is a seventy-eighth-level Battle Soul Saint, and he lives right here in the village.

"If I shout, he'll be here in an instant. You... you'd better not try anything!"

Faced with Ma Hongjun's blustering threat, Huang Yan couldn't even be bothered to waste half a sentence.

A mere seventy-eighth-level Soul Saint.

In front of him, Flender wasn't even a slightly larger ant. Why would he waste his breath?

Huang Yan's expression was cold. He simply raised one hand.

Bzz—!

An immense, abyssal force of spiritual power surged straight out from between Huang Yan's brows.

It became an invisible giant hammer of the soul, crashing toward Ma Hongjun's sea of consciousness with the force of a landslide!

Soul Shock!

For a Soul Grandmaster who wasn't even a Soul Elder and had pitifully weak spiritual power,

a spiritual assault on the level of a hundred-thousand-year Ferocious Beast was simply an attack from a higher dimension.

In Douluo I,

for Soul Masters,

spiritual power merely grew to some extent as Soul Power increased,

enabling them to withstand the soul shock they faced when absorbing Spirit Rings of ten thousand years or more.

"Ugh..."

In an instant, Ma Hongjun's pitiful spiritual defenses tore apart as easily as paper.

He didn't even have time to scream.

His eyes bulged, the whites rolling upward, and his body jerked violently on the bed.

Then he went limp like a heap of mud, as if every bone had been pulled from his body.

In that instant, Huang Yan's terrifying spiritual power had completely shattered and erased Ma Hongjun's soul.