Evil Soul Master

Back at the hotel, Xia Ming had just closed his room door when a rapid knock suddenly rang out.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The blows were so forceful that they seemed ready to shatter the door.

He frowned slightly and pulled the door open, revealing Chen Zifeng's excited face.

"Xia Ming! The rest of us from the reserve team are going to the auction. Are you coming?"

Chen Zifeng grinned, anticipation sparkling in his eyes.

Before Xia Ming could answer, a light set of footsteps sounded behind him.

At some point, Wu Feng had already appeared behind him. Her red hair fluttered slightly as she stared at him intently, silently urging him on.

"Sure, let's go." Xia Ming nodded and stepped out of the room.

"I told you he'd come!" Chen Zifeng smugly called to Yao Haoxuan down the corridor. "You lost!"

Yao Haoxuan curled his lips and helplessly took out a Gold Soul Coin, tossing it to Chen Zifeng.

"Tsk, I thought he'd definitely stay cooped up in his room cultivating."

Only after asking did Xia Ming learn that the two of them had been betting on him.

Yao Haoxuan had said that Xia Ming was single-mindedly focused on cultivation and definitely would not leave his room.

Chen Zifeng, meanwhile, believed that as long as they invited him, he would certainly come along.

Now, it seemed Chen Zifeng had won.

Xia Ming shook his head with a laugh, not taking it to heart.

The group left the hotel chatting and laughing, heading toward the auction house.

However, as they passed through a narrow alley, Xia Ming suddenly stopped.

A figure in a black robe brushed past him.

Thanks to his greatly enhanced spiritual power, he sensed a trace of cold, sinister energy from the person.

Someone else might not have thought much of it and simply let it go.

But Xia Ming knew that Evil Soul Masters were highly likely to be active in Heaven Dou City.

In the original story, Tang Ya was taken away by Evil Soul Masters in this very city... His gaze darkened, alarms blaring in his mind.

Though he had spotted something suspicious, he did not raise the matter aloud. Instead, he transmitted his voice to the others beside him.

"Something suddenly came up. You guys go on ahead. I'll catch up once I'm done."

Without waiting for the others to react, he turned to Wu Feng. "You go with them first."

Before his words had even faded, he vanished from where he stood and chased after the black-robed figure.

Xia Ming silently followed the black-robed man while taking out a small metal box.

It was a Voice Transmission Soul Tool. It could only be used to contact one another within a hundred li, so it was naturally far inferior to the mobile phones of his previous life.

Still, it was more than sufficient for relaying information.

"Teacher, I may have encountered an Evil Soul Master," he said in a low voice.

"Where?" Mu En's voice instantly turned grave. "Do not provoke him on your own."

"Although your defense is very strong, Evil Soul Masters have strange methods. They may still have ways to hurt you."

"Yes." Xia Ming nodded. After giving his exact location, he ended the call.

He continued tracking the black-robed man, who seemed completely unaware and continued walking at an unhurried pace.

However, as the two gradually approached the outskirts of Heaven Dou City, the black-robed man suddenly stopped.

"After following me for so long, have you figured out how you want to die?" His hoarse voice rang out as he slowly turned around.

"I noticed you long ago. If I hadn't been wary of the tight security in the city during the tournament, you would already be dead."

Xia Ming's heart tightened, but he did not panic.

The black-robed man sneered and abruptly turned his head, wanting to see who had dared follow him.

Yet when he saw Xia Ming's face clearly, he froze for a moment before bursting into shrill laughter.

"Hahaha! A little brat like you dares play hero?!"

"I don't know how you discovered me, but since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish!"

Before his words had faded, seven Soul Rings suddenly rose beneath his feet—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!

This was actually an Evil Soul Master at the Soul Saint level!

Xia Ming's pupils contracted.

Before reaching the level of a Title Douluo, Evil Soul Masters were generally capable of fighting above their rank.

An Evil Soul Master Soul Saint was already no weaker than an ordinary Soul Douluo!

Even in Heaven Dou City at this moment, there were not many people who could defeat him with certainty.

Fortunately, there was one right beside Xia Ming.

Just as he was about to call for help, a gentle voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Fight him with everything you have. I'll be watching from the side."

It was Mu En!

Hearing that, Xia Ming's heart settled, and the corners of his mouth curled upward slightly.

With a mighty Limit Douluo nearby—and one whose Bright Sacred Dragon Martial Soul restrained Evil Soul Masters—there was no way he would be in danger.

If it had been Xuan Zi, he certainly would not have been so at ease.

But Mu En was far more reliable!

A vast aura erupted from his body as two purple Soul Rings revolved around him.

Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff, Martial Soul Possession!

"Oh? You still want to resist?" The black-robed man grinned viciously.

"Interesting. The blood of such a young genius must taste exceptionally delicious!"

His Martial Soul was a pitch-black bat. As its wings spread, shadows shrouded the surroundings, giving off a nauseating stench of blood.

Confident in his cultivation, he did not use any soul skill and simply shot toward Xia Ming!

His five fingers formed claws as they went straight for Xia Ming's throat!

Xia Ming did not dare let down his guard. A cold glint flashed through his eyes as the Domination Domain instantly spread out, and both purple Soul Rings lit up at once!

"First Soul Skill—Red-Gold Transformation!"

"Second Soul Skill—Titan Strength!"

After obtaining his second soul skill, Xia Ming had rarely used it.

But that did not mean the skill was weak. On the contrary, its enhancement was extremely powerful!

Setting aside the fact that it increased both strength and defense by 200%.

What was even more terrifying was that the instant his feet touched the ground, seemingly endless Soul Power surged from the depths of the earth into his body.

It could even be said that for the duration of his second soul skill,

he did not need to carefully conserve his Soul Power at all. Even after the battle ended, it was highly likely that not a single bit would have been depleted!

The moment he activated both soul skills, the Evil Soul Master arrived before him in the blink of an eye and slashed at him with his claws!

Xia Ming met him head-on. His Martial Soul would not allow him to retreat from battle!

Fist and claw collided, and a shockwave exploded outward!

Crack!

A bone-cracking sound that made one's teeth ache rang out, and the Evil Soul Master's pupils suddenly shrank.

He was sent flying by that single punch, smashing heavily into distant ruins!

Meanwhile, Xia Ming remained where he stood. His body merely swayed, without a single injury on him!

In his normal state, the opponent could not break through Xia Ming's defense at all!

"How is that possible?!" The Evil Soul Master struggled to his feet. His right arm had already twisted out of shape, blood dripping down from it.

He stared fixedly at Xia Ming, and at last, a trace of shock appeared in his eyes.

Even if he was not a power attack-type Soul Master, he was still an agility attack-type Soul Saint!

After Martial Soul Possession, he had actually fallen into a disadvantage against a Soul Grandmaster?!

The next moment, he let out a vicious laugh.

"Excellent. After I kill you, the blood I drink will surely be incomparably sweet!"