Clashing Head-On with Zhao Wuji, Soul Saint-Level Physical Strength

Only then did the others present come to their senses.

Dragon Duke, Snake Granny, and Meng Yiran wore complicated expressions.

An External Soul Bone.

The Soul Beast they had hunted actually possessed an External Soul Bone.

"This was never ours to begin with. Even without Long Yuan, this Soul Beast would have belonged to Tang San. Yiran, I know you may feel unwilling, but you need to understand this."

Meng Shu took a deep breath and tried to console Meng Yiran and Chao Tianxiang beside him.

An External Soul Bone was enough to make anyone green with envy.

What was more, this External Soul Bone had once had a very good chance of belonging to them.

Even as he said this to Meng Yiran, he felt an urge to disregard everything and seize it.

Who could ignore such a supreme treasure?

"Grandfather, I know. This External Soul Bone belongs to Long Yuan. Only Long Yuan is worthy of an External Soul Bone."

Meng Yiran's beautiful eyes remained fixed on Long Yuan.

One purple and two black. She had never seen such a terrifying monster before.

No wonder Tang San had not dared to confront Long Yuan head-on after seeing him. He had only dared to avoid his edge and choose to compete with hidden weapons instead. With such a monster, what genius of the same generation would dare fight him directly?

"Grandfather, Long Yuan's talent is simply too high. Even if this External Soul Bone fell into my hands, I wouldn't be able to bring out its true power," Meng Yiran said softly.

If Long Yuan had not been so outstanding, she absolutely could not have given up so completely.

But Long Yuan was too powerful. He made her feel that she was unworthy.

"Ah."

"You really do see things clearly, girl."

Meng Shu knew he had been worrying for nothing.

This girl had not thought that much about it at all.

"But Long Yuan's talent is terrifyingly strong."

"This old woman has seen countless geniuses, but Long Yuan is the only one who, with the cultivation of a Soul Elder, has made even an Spirit Douluo like me feel such tremendous pressure."

Meng Shu muttered.

There were only twenty or thirty Title Douluo on the entire continent. Below them were Spirit Douluo.

As a Spirit Douluo expert, Meng Shu could rank among the top two hundred, perhaps even the top hundred, on the continent. He was a powerhouse capable of ruling over a region.

For such words to come from Meng Shu, it was clear just how deeply Gu Linyuan had shocked him.

However, judging by Zhao Wuji's intentions.

They would not give up so easily.

"Take care of Xiao San. I'll reclaim what belongs to Shrek."

Zhao Wuji's expression instantly turned livid.

The vice headmaster of Shrek Academy, a seventy-sixth-ranked Soul Saint, was completely enraged at this moment.

Shrek had always been the ones bullying others. They had never been bullied before.

If he simply watched such a treasure be taken away without doing anything.

Then when he returned to Shrek, he would become a laughingstock.

"You insolent brat!"

Zhao Wuji roared as seven Soul Rings lit up at once.

Two yellow, two purple, three black.

The Soul Power of a seventy-second-ranked Soul Saint erupted like a tsunami, and the terrifying pressure made even the air in the forest turn thick and viscous.

His body swelled by a full size in an instant, and a layer of dark golden luster emerged over his skin.

The Vajra Bear Martial Soul possessed him.

Zhao Wuji stepped forward, cracking the ground and sending shattered stones flying.

He raised his right fist high. It was covered in dark golden light as it smashed toward Gu Linyuan like a falling meteor.

He held nothing back in this punch.

He intended to blast Gu Linyuan into dust.

At this point, Zhao Wuji no longer cared about Long Yuan's identity. He only wanted the External Soul Bone. At worst, he would take it and disappear under an assumed name.

Gu Linyuan watched the steadily enlarging fist, its dark golden glow reflected in his pitch-black eyes.

He did not retreat.

The Scepter of Destruction appeared in his palm, and three Soul Rings lit up simultaneously.

Purple, black, black.

The black light of the third Soul Ring blazed brightly.

Gu Linyuan's third Soul Skill revealed its true form before the world for the first time.

It was not an attack, nor was it defense.

It was amplification.

"Third Soul Skill, Destruction Berserk."

Centered on Gu Linyuan, a radius of one thousand meters was completely engulfed by terrifying destructive energy.

Dark purple mist filled the air, while the ground was covered by a thin film of light. Even sunlight could not penetrate this domain.

Within this space, the Power of Destruction was everywhere.

The enemy's Soul Power would be continuously eroded, the enemy's Martial Soul would suffer instinctive suppression, and the enemy's will would tremble within this sea of destruction.

At that moment, all of Gu Linyuan's attributes increased drastically.

His speed, strength, defense, and recovery all doubled.

He raised the Scepter of Destruction as his first and second Soul Rings lit up together.

Purple, black.

His first and second Soul Skills activated simultaneously.

Gu Linyuan swung the scepter.

"Boom!"

A heaven-shaking explosion erupted.

The dark golden radiance intertwined with waves of destruction, forming a pillar of light that shot into the sky and dyed the heavens within a thousand meters dark purple.

The shockwave spread in every direction. Trees were uprooted, layers of earth were peeled away, and shattered rocks and dust soared into the sky, forming an enormous mushroom cloud.

Dragon Duke Meng Shu shielded Meng Yiran behind him, while Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang activated her Soul Power to block the shockwave. Both of their faces were filled with horror.

Qian Renxue folded the wings of her Six-Winged Angel before her and swiftly swept toward the center of the explosion.

Zhu Zhuqing raised her clawed gauntlets before herself. The shockwave pushed her back more than ten meters, but she remained firmly standing, her gaze locked on the center of the explosion.

The dust slowly dispersed.

Everyone's eyes focused on the center of the explosion.

There was a massive crater several meters deep and over twenty meters wide.

At the edge of the crater, Zhao Wuji knelt on one knee. The sleeve on his right arm had been pulverized, exposing his muscular arm. It was covered in fine wounds, with blood dripping from his fingertips.

His face was full of disbelief.

He was a seventy-sixth-ranked Soul Saint.

And his opponent was merely a thirty-second-ranked Soul Grandmaster.

Thirty-second rank, three Soul Rings.

He was seventy-sixth rank, with seven Soul Rings.

A difference of forty ranks, a difference of four Soul Rings, a difference of an entire major realm.

His punch had actually failed to kill the other party.

It had not even severely injured him.

Gu Linyuan stood at the other end of the crater.

One corner of his Black Mysterious Robe had been scorched. A trace of blood seeped from his lips, and the hand gripping the Scepter of Destruction trembled slightly.

But his eyes were astonishingly bright.

Thirty-second rank against seventy-second rank, a difference of forty ranks, yet he had not been severely injured. At that moment, Gu Linyuan understood. His physical constitution had long since reached the level of a Soul Emperor.

Gu Linyuan raised his head and looked at Zhao Wuji, the corners of his lips slowly curling upward.

It was the smile of a victor.

"Zhao Wuji."

"Is this the strength of a Soul Saint?"

"It's nothing special."

The entire scene fell silent.

"Clang!"

The Dragon Head Cane in Dragon Duke Meng Shu's hand fell to the ground. His lips trembled, yet he could not utter a single word.

Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang covered her mouth, her clouded old eyes full of disbelief. Meng Yiran was completely stunned, standing there without moving like a statue.

They had thought Long Yuan's effortless crushing of Tang San earlier was already monstrous enough, but they had never expected Gu Linyuan to possess such terrifying strength as well.

Zhu Zhuqing stood in the distance, watching Gu Linyuan at the edge of the crater. Blood stained the corner of his mouth, yet he was still smiling. Her eyes suddenly reddened.

She bit her lip and did not let her tears fall.

Only one thought remained in her mind.

She wanted to go to his side.

She wanted to stand beside him.

She wanted to face every storm together with him.

Zhao Wuji slowly rose to his feet. He looked at his injured right arm, then at the youth across from him, blood at the corner of his lips yet still able to smile. An absurd thought suddenly arose in his heart.

What would this youth become once he grew up?

This boy absolutely could not be allowed to grow up. Absolutely not.

Even if he had to invite His Excellency Haotian, he had to kill him!

Tang San lay on the ground. The intense pain in his chest and abdomen made his consciousness somewhat blurry, but he still saw it.

He saw Zhao Wuji kneeling on one knee, and he saw Gu Linyuan smiling despite the blood at the corner of his lips.

An unprecedented despair surged in his heart.

Not because he could not defeat him.

But because.

He suddenly realized that the distance between himself and Long Yuan might be something he could never catch up to.

"Zhao Wuji."

"You should be glad he's alright..."

As Qian Renxue's words fell, she beat her angel wings and held Gu Linyuan as she soared into the sky.

Killing intent flashed through her eyes. She had even wanted Snake Lance Douluo and the others to act and wipe out Zhao Wuji's group. But she restrained herself.

She knew these people should be left for Gu Linyuan to deal with.

In the end, these people were merely whetstones for Gu Linyuan's growth. Thinking of this, Qian Renxue found Tang San, Zhao Wuji, and the others rather pitiful.

To make an enemy of a future god, regardless of the process, the ending had long been decided.

Tang San might have been a genius impressive enough to catch even her attention, but compared to Gu Linyuan, he was not worth mentioning.

If there had been no Gu Linyuan, perhaps she would have become curious after meeting Tang San. But now, she no longer had any interest in any other man. Her eyes held only this one person.

Only Gu Linyuan was worthy of her following.