Evil Fire Phoenix? Just a Half-Finished Product! Erasing the Soul, Ma Hongjun Becomes a Vegetable? (Seeking Follow-ups)

Without a moment's hesitation, his figure flickered, darting out of Suotuo City like a ghost.

Following the direction etched in his memory.

Huang Yan transformed into a shadow difficult for the naked eye to track, speeding toward a dilapidated village not far outside the city.

That place was none other than the location of the famous, yet utterly ramshackle, Shrek Academy.

Under the cover of night, Huang Yan slipped into the village, which lacked even a proper gate, like a phantom.

The village was deathly quiet, with only a few dim lights flickering in crude wooden huts, and the occasional sound of insects chirping.

Huang Yan came to a halt and slowly closed his eyes.

Hum—

A brilliant golden Phoenix divine mark emerged between Huang Yan's brows.

A supreme divine beast pressure was precisely controlled by him to remain within a radius of one hundred meters.

He was sensing!

As they were both of the Phoenix lineage, even if the other party was merely a half-finished product with a mixed bloodline and a malignant mutation.

In front of him, the Patriarch of the pure-blooded Bright Phoenix, the target was as dazzling as a torch in the dark night, with nowhere to hide!

"Found you."

Huang Yan snapped his eyes open, a strange glint flashing through his brilliant golden pupils.

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

Before he even drew near, a scorching, somewhat manic, and turbid aura began to seep out in wisps through the cracks in the hut's door.

That was the Evil Fire!

Creak—

Huang Yan did not knock; he simply pushed the door open and stepped inside.

By the cold moonlight filtering through the window.

He saw a chubby little boy with messy red hair sprawled out on a wooden bed, fast asleep.

He seemed to be sleeping very restlessly, his brows furrowed, with drool running down the corner of his mouth.

His skin was an unnatural dark red, radiating waves of uncontrollable, feverish heat.

This was none other than one of the Shrek Seven Devils, Ma Hongjun, possessor of the mutated Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul!

At this moment, Ma Hongjun was still just a grassroots fatty, tormented by the backlash of his Evil Fire and forced to go to 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, cold sneer curled the corners of Huang Yan's mouth.

As the only Bright Phoenix on Douluo Planet, encountering a mutated, mixed-blood Phoenix offered far too much room for manipulation!

Watching Ma Hongjun, who was fast asleep on the bed with no regard for his image.

A flicker of undisguised disgust crossed Huang Yan's brilliant golden eyes.

As the noble Patriarch of the Bright Phoenix, a supreme existence possessing the bloodline of a pure divine beast.

Looking at this fatty before him, tortured into a state neither human nor ghost by chaotic Evil Fire.

That physiological revulsion stemming from the depths of his bloodline was unavoidable.

What a piece of trash mutation.

Huang Yan snorted coldly in his heart.

However, disgust was one thing.

Since he had already decided to make this brat the target of his [Possession].

Huang Yan would naturally not be the least bit careless or negligent.

He intended to borrow a hen to lay an egg!

No!

To be precise, it was to perform a soul-snatching, to claim this body as his own!

Or more accurately.

After the possession, he would use his origin power to thoroughly cleanse Ma Hongjun's body from head to toe!

Only then would Huang Yan feel comfortable using this vessel.

Ma Hongjun's soul, along with his flesh, would cease to exist!

Huang Yan's thoughts stirred.

Hum—!

An invisible and extremely dense, brilliant golden soul power barrier instantly expanded, centered on Huang Yan.

Like an inverted bowl, it tightly enveloped the dilapidated wooden hut.

This barrier appeared thin and light, yet it contained the ultimate control over space and soul power possessed by a hundred-thousand-year divine beast.

It isolated auras, obscured perception, and sealed off space.

With this layer of barrier in place, even if a Limit Douluo were to pass by this place.

Unless they deliberately stopped to investigate carefully, it would be impossible for them to know anything happening inside the house.

After finishing all this, Huang Yan no longer bothered to conceal his movements.

He slowly took a step forward.

"Clack."

The crisp sound of footsteps.

Accompanied by a trace of pure phoenix pressure that Huang Yan deliberately released, it sounded exceptionally abrupt in the silent wooden hut.

Ma Hongjun, lying on the bed, shuddered violently.

The evil fire within his body, which had been restless and rampaging everywhere.

At this moment, it seemed to have encountered some terrifying apex predator, instantly suppressed and forced to cower deep within his dantian, trembling in fear.

This strange change within his body, combined with the clear footsteps from outside, jolted Ma Hongjun awake from his sleep.

"Who?!"

Ma Hongjun snapped his eyes open and rolled out of bed in one motion.

When Ma Hongjun used the moonlight.

To see a figure in black robes standing before his bed, he was instantly stunned.

His brain went blank for a brief moment.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, soaking his undergarments.

This was Shrek Academy!

Although it was as ragged as a refugee camp, the village was home to several teachers at the Soul Emperor and Soul Saint levels!

Especially his teacher, Flender, who was a level 78 Soul Saint!

How did this person manage to sneak into his room without a sound, and even reach his bedside before he noticed?!

"Who... who are you?!"

Ma Hongjun swallowed hard, subconsciously pulling the quilt as he shrank into the corner of the bed, while asking with a fierce but cowardly tone:

"What are you doing sneaking into my room in the middle of the night?!

I'm warning you, my teacher is a level 78 Battle Soul Saint living right here in the village.

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

Facing Ma Hongjun's blustering threats, Huang Yan couldn't be bothered to waste a single word.

A mere level 78 Soul Saint.

In his eyes, he didn't even count as a slightly larger ant, so why would he waste his breath?

Huang Yan's expression was cold as he slowly raised a hand.

Hum—!

A vast, abyss-like, and terrifyingly potent mental power instantly surged from between Huang Yan's brows.

It transformed into an invisible soul hammer, carrying the force of a landslide, and slammed fiercely into Ma Hongjun's sea of consciousness!

Soul Shock!

For a Soul Grand Master who wasn't even a Soul Elder and possessed incredibly weak mental power.

A mental impact at the level of a hundred-thousand-year fierce beast was nothing short of a dimensional strike.

In the first era of Douluo.

For soul masters.

Mental power only increased to a certain degree as soul power rose.

It was merely used to withstand the soul shock required when absorbing soul rings of ten thousand years or higher.

"Urgh..."

In an instant, Ma Hongjun's meager mental defenses were torn apart as easily as paper.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream.

His eyes bulged, the whites rolled back, and his entire body convulsed violently on the bed.

Then, as if all his bones had been removed, he collapsed like a pile of mud.

His soul, in that very instant, had been completely shattered and erased by Huang Yan's terrifying mental power!