She Long knew they had to end this quickly as well. With a flick of his right hand, a twelve-foot-long azure-purple Snake Lance suddenly appeared in his grasp.
The shaft was covered in fine snake-scale patterns, and the spearhead gleamed with chilling light. Even held in his hand, it radiated a bone-piercingly savage aura.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—nine soul rings rose from his body, shining brilliantly in the night sky. Terrifying Soul Power fluctuations swept outward like a tsunami.
The pressure of a level ninety-one Power Attack System Title Douluo was unleashed without restraint, like an invisible mountain of immense weight enveloping the entire Blood Wolf Fortress.
She Long grinned, baring a mouthful of pale teeth. A sharp, battle-hungry glint flashed through his eyes as he held the Snake Lance horizontally and laughed in a deep voice.
"It's been a long time since I had a good fight. I hope these little Blood Wolves can give this old man a satisfying battle!"
The fourth purple soul ring suddenly lit up.
"Thunder Roar Burst Kill!"
The Snake Lance instantly let out a deafening hum. The snake-scale patterns along its shaft all lit up as azure-purple lightning surged wildly through the gaps between the scales, its crackling thunder tearing through the air.
With a violent flick of his wrist, the Snake Lance in his hand became like a thick lightning python and smashed viciously toward the main building of Blood Wolf Fortress.
Several soul masters patrolling at the entrance abruptly turned toward the dazzling bolt of lightning that tore through the night. Confusion had only just appeared on their faces before they could cry out—
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion erupted, and the entire town trembled slightly with it!
The night was illuminated by lightning. The core main building of Blood Wolf Fortress instantly collapsed, shattered stones and fragments of wall flying in every direction as dust and smoke filled the air.
Violent lightning arcs ravaged the surroundings, gouging deep trenches into the hard ground wherever they passed.
The dozen or so patrolling Soul Elders were merely brushed by the aftershock of the lightning serpent. Before they could even scream, they were instantly charred into blackened cinders, falling to the ground with heat still rising from their bodies, not even having time to release their martial souls.
Lin Feng sat on the Dominator Vanguard's broad dragon back. Looking at the main building that had been reduced to flat ground by a single lance strike, along with the blackened corpses scattered everywhere, he first swallowed hard before muttering,
"So this is a casual attack from a Title Douluo? That's way too terrifying... No wonder the soul master world says that Title Douluos are an insurmountable chasm."
But the next second, as if suddenly remembering something, he slapped his thigh and let out a heartbroken wail.
"Wait, no! My money! My Gold Soul Coins! What if they blew up the treasury? Wouldn't I have come here for nothing?"
Within the ruins shrouded in dust and smoke,
Zhou Man, along with Chu Shao and the other core members, was scorched black by the lightning. Blood seeped from their eyes, ears, mouths, and noses as they forced themselves to stand, roaring furiously with their eyes nearly splitting apart.
"Who ambushed my Blood Wolf—"
Before he could finish, the eighth pitch-black ten-thousand-year soul ring hovering around She Long suddenly lit up.
"Thunder Poison Soul-Devouring Sting!"
The Snake Lance in his hand was instantly cloaked in purple-black lightning, black arcs capable of devouring souls dancing at its tip.
The next moment,
She Long's figure tore through the air as well, appearing before Zhou Man with his lance in the blink of an eye.
An extreme sense of mortal danger crashed over him. Every hair on Zhou Man's body stood on end. Having spent decades walking the edge of a blade, he did not hesitate in the slightest as his seventh pitch-black ten-thousand-year soul ring instantly lit up.
"Blood Wolf Avatar!"
"Awoo—"
A shrill, furious wolf howl echoed for a hundred miles. A ferocious Blood Wolf the size of a small mountain, covered in blood-stained crimson fur, suddenly appeared atop the ruins, its savage bloody aura sweeping in all directions.
Lin Feng sat on the dragon's back, his eyes unblinking as he stared at the enormous Blood Wolf Avatar below.
This was the first time he had personally witnessed a soul master unleash a Martial Soul Avatar.
Flender slowly spoke from beside him.
"A Martial Soul Avatar is something a soul master must master before they can truly comprehend the mysteries of their martial soul and touch the greatest power belonging to it."
He paused, then added,
"Of course, releasing a Martial Soul Avatar consumes an enormous amount of Soul Power. That is why it is the final desperate measure used when a soul master has been driven into a corner."
Yet when Zhou Man, transformed into the Blood Wolf Avatar, saw the nine soul rings arranged from yellow to black around She Long, his face instantly turned pale as paper, and every trace of his ferocious aura vanished.
Without a second thought, he rapidly retreated to widen the distance, his entire body tense and ready to turn and flee at any moment. He bowed deeply to She Long, lowering his posture to the extreme, his voice filled with fear.
"Y-Your Excellency, I do not know how my Blood Wolf may have offended you. This old man will certainly make amends."
He was utterly confused.
He had always strictly ordered his subordinates never to provoke peak experts at the level of Title Douluos. How had they suddenly drawn the assassination of a Title Douluo?
Could it be that some blind fool among his subordinates had caused trouble behind his back?
Seeing the lightning around She Long's Snake Lance grow increasingly brilliant, Zhou Man bent even lower, his aged voice carrying a pleading tone.
"Please calm your anger, Your Excellency. This old man truly does not know where he has offended you. Please make it clear. So long as it is within this old man's power, I will climb mountains of blades and cross seas of fire without a word of complaint."
She Long could not be bothered to waste another word on him. His seventh pitch-black ten-thousand-year soul ring suddenly lit up as berserk Soul Power surged into the sky.
"Snake Lance Avatar!"
In an instant,
his entire body transformed into a hundred-meter-long azure-purple giant serpent. Black lightning crackled across its hard scales, and the Soul Power aura released merely by the opening and closing of those scales.
The giant serpent swung its body covered in lightning. With a single sweep of its tail, it launched an attack on Zhou Man in an instant.
The earth shook and the mountains trembled.
The hundred-meter giant serpent directly pinned the small mountain-sized Blood Wolf into the ruins and beat it viciously.
Zhou Man had no room to fight back at all. He gathered all his Soul Power to forcibly sustain his Martial Soul Avatar, nearly having it blasted apart.
Not far away, Chu Shao, Sun Shi, and the other four Soul Saint core members of Blood Wolf exchanged quick glances as they watched their leader being ground into the dirt.
They had no intention whatsoever of stepping forward to help. Greasing their heels, they wanted to quietly slip away while She Long's attention was fully focused on Zhou Man.
"Big Brother, go in peace. We'll help take care of your wives. Once your children grow up, we'll definitely remind them to avenge you if we get the chance."
"Big Brother has treated us well. How can you be so heartless?"
"Then you go help Big Brother. We'll look after your wife's younger brother and the Sun family. Go without worry."
"Cough, cough. Pretend this old man never said anything."
They knew this was incredibly disloyal, but their opponent was a Title Douluo. In just a few minutes, even their Soul Douluo-level leader was about to be beaten to death alive.
If four insignificant Soul Saints like them went up, it would be no different from throwing away their lives.
The four had only just turned around when they saw a towering, muscular figure radiating a fierce aura firmly blocking their path.
That burly physique looked strangely familiar.
The moment they probed with their Soul Power, their hearts sank to rock bottom.
The person before them was a Soul Saint!
Chu Shao and the others' expressions darkened. Their seven soul rings lit up at once as they assumed defensive stances and demanded sharply,
"What do you mean by this, sir?"
Zhao Wuji grinned, baring a mouthful of pale teeth. The killing intent that had been building in his eyes for months nearly overflowed.
"Have you forgotten me?"
The seventh pitch-black ten-thousand-year soul ring lit up.
"Vajra Bear Avatar!"
Zhao Wuji directly transformed into a Vajra Bear as huge as a small mountain. Heavy Soul Power pressure enveloped the four, while his remaining soul rings lit up one after another, giving them no chance to exchange another word.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Squeeze!"
"Fourth Soul Skill, Targeting Lock! Get over here!"
Feeling that familiar gravitational pressure, Chu Shao and the other four instantly paled, crying out in unison.
"It's you... You're from the Soul Recovery Pavilion!"
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