Evil Soul Master

Returning to the hotel, Xia Ming had just closed his door when a series of urgent knocks suddenly rang out.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

The force was so great it felt as if the door panel might shatter.

He frowned slightly and pulled the door open, only to be met with the sight of Chen Zifeng's excited face.

"Xia Ming! The rest of us in the reserve team are heading to the auction house, are you coming?"

Chen Zifeng grinned, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Before Xia Ming could answer, a light sound of footsteps came from behind him.

Wu Feng was already standing behind him, her red hair swaying slightly as she stared at him with burning eyes, as if silently urging him on.

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

"I told you he'd come!" Chen Zifeng shouted triumphantly toward Yao Haoxuan on the other side of the hallway. "You lost!"

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

"Tsk, I really thought he'd be holed up in his room cultivating."

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

Yao Haoxuan had claimed he was too focused on cultivation to ever leave his room.

Chen Zifeng, however, had believed that if they invited him, he would definitely come out.

It appeared that Chen Zifeng was the winner.

He shook his head and chuckled, though he didn't take it to heart.

The group left the hotel laughing and chatting, heading in the direction of the auction house.

However, just as they passed through a narrow alley, Xia Ming's footsteps suddenly faltered.

A figure in a black robe brushed past him.

Thanks to his surging spiritual power, he sensed a trace of cold, sinister energy radiating from the stranger.

Anyone else might not have thought twice about it and simply moved on.

But Xia Ming knew that there was a high probability of Evil Soul Master activity within Heaven Dou City.

In the original story, Tang Ya was taken away by an Evil Soul Master in this very city... His gaze darkened, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

Though he had spotted the anomaly, he did not make a scene, instead sending a voice transmission to the others:

"Something has come up; you all go ahead, and I'll catch up once I'm finished."

Without waiting for their reaction, he turned to Wu Feng: "You go with them first."

Before the words had even faded, his figure vanished from the spot, chasing after the direction the black-robed man had taken.

Xia Ming quietly trailed the man while taking out a small metal box.

This was a communication Soul Tool, capable of connecting within a range of one hundred miles; compared to the mobile phones of his past life, it was naturally far inferior.

However, for the purpose of relaying information, it was sufficient.

"Teacher, I think I've encountered an Evil Soul Master." He lowered his voice.

"Where?" Mu En's voice instantly turned grave. "You must not go and provoke them on your own."

"Even though your defense is strong, the methods of an Evil Soul Master are treacherous; it is not impossible for them to have the ability to harm you."

"Understood." Xia Ming nodded, and after reporting his specific location, he ended the call.

He continued his pursuit; the black-robed man seemed completely unaware, continuing to walk at a leisurely pace.

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

"You've been following me for quite a while—have you decided how you want to die?" His hoarse voice rang out as he slowly turned around.

"I discovered you a long time ago. If it weren't for the strict 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 whipped his head around, wanting to see who dared to track him.

However, when he saw Xia Ming's face, he was stunned for a moment before erupting into a harsh, grating laugh:

"Hahaha! A little brat, trying to play the hero?!"

"I don't know how you found me, but since you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish!"

Before the words were finished, seven soul rings suddenly rose from 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 constricted.

One had to remember that before reaching the Title Douluo realm, most Evil Soul Masters could fight above their rank.

An Evil Soul Master at the Soul Saint level was already no weaker than an average Soul Douluo!

Even in Heaven Dou City at this moment, there were not many who could reliably defeat such an opponent.

As it happened, 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 all your might; I am watching from the side."

It was Mu En!

Hearing this, Xia Ming felt reassured, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

With a dignified Limit Douluo nearby—and one who possessed the Bright Sacred Dragon, which countered Evil Soul Masters—he would certainly not be in any danger.

If it had been Xuan Zi, he would never have felt so at ease.

But Mu En was far more reliable!

Consequently, a majestic aura erupted from his body, and two purple soul rings began to swirl around him.

Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff, Martial Soul Possession!

"Oh? Still want to resist?" the man in the black robe sneered.

"Interesting. A genius this young must have blood that tastes delicious!"

His martial soul was a pitch-black bat; as its wings unfurled, shadows descended, exuding a nauseating, bloody stench.

Confident in his own cultivation, he didn't bother using any soul skills and simply swooped toward Xia Ming!

His fingers, hooked like talons, went straight for the boy's throat!

Xia Ming, however, dared not be careless. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, his Domination Domain instantly expanded, and both purple soul rings lit up simultaneously!

"First Soul Skill: Red-Gold Transformation!"

"Second Soul Skill: Titan Strength!"

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

But that did not mean the skill was weak; on the contrary, the boost it provided was immense!

Not to mention the 200% increase to both strength and defense.

What was even more terrifying was that the moment his feet touched the ground, it felt as if endless soul power surged into his body from the depths of the earth.

One could even say that for the duration of the second soul skill, he didn't need to be frugal with his soul power at all; even after the battle ended, it was highly likely he wouldn't have lost a single drop!

Just as he activated his two soul skills, the Evil Soul Master arrived before him in the blink of an eye, striking out with a claw!

Xia Ming met him head-on; his martial soul would never allow him to avoid a fight!

Fist and claw collided, and a shockwave exploded!

"Crack!"

A sickening sound of shattering bone rang out, and the Evil Soul Master's pupils constricted.

He was sent flying backward by that single punch, crashing heavily into the ruins in the distance!

Xia Ming stood his ground, swaying only slightly, without a single scratch on his body!

In his normal state, the opponent couldn't break his defense at all!

"How is this possible?!" The Evil Soul Master struggled to stand, his right arm twisted and deformed, blood dripping down from it.

He stared fixedly at Xia Ming, a trace of horror finally appearing in his eyes.

Even if he wasn't a Power Attack System soul master, he was still a Soul Saint of the Agility Attack System!

After activating his martial soul, he had actually been bested by a Soul Grand Master?!

The next moment, he let out a sinister laugh:

"Very well. It seems that after I kill you, the blood I drink will be sweet beyond compare!"