The Purple Poison Sect Master's scream was filled with terror and bluster.
He tried to use the righteous cause of colluding with humans to shake Cailin and buy himself even a single second.
His only hope was to stall.
To stall until the experts from Spirit Hall arrived!
However, Cailin merely watched him in silence, as if she were watching a clown put on a pitiful show.
The next second, she sensed the fleeting spatial fluctuation from the crushed jade pendant.
It was a distress signal.
The last trace of mockery vanished from Cailin's stunning face.
In its place was pure, untainted killing intent.
"You still want to call for help?"
Her voice was soft, yet it reached the ears of everyone present with perfect clarity.
"You won't get the chance."
Before her words had even faded,
an invisible field of force abruptly spread out from her!
This wasn't a Soul Skill or a domain. It was absolute suppression born from a difference in the very level of their life forms.
The air seemed to turn into thick syrup in an instant.
Everyone from the Purple Poison Sect felt their Soul Power circulation become unbearably sluggish, as if they were trapped in a quagmire.
They were all horrified to discover that the Soul Power they had always prided themselves on was suppressed by more than thirty percent!
"She's just putting on an act! Everyone, attack! Kill her!"
One Soul Emperor-level expert refused to believe it. He roared and forcibly summoned his Martial Soul, and the phantom of a savage poison wolf appeared behind him.
His entire body turned into a streak of light as he charged at Cailin without hesitation.
He would prove with facts that this so-called suppression was nothing but an empty show!
Li Hao, peeking through the crack in the door, felt his heart leap into his throat.
However, facing this seemingly certain strike, Cailin didn't even move her feet.
She merely raised her hand.
Then she extended a slender finger, as delicate as jade, and pointed at the charging Soul Emperor from afar.
No Soul Rings flashed.
No energy surged.
It was just that simple a gesture.
The Soul Emperor's charging body froze in midair. The ferocity on his face had not yet faded when it was replaced by utter bewilderment.
Crack.
A soft sound rang out.
A gray-white fissure appeared on his forehead and rapidly spread across his entire body.
Then, beneath everyone's horrified gaze, the mighty Soul Emperor, a six-Ring expert, silently... turned into a pile of broken stones.
Clatter.
The stones scattered across the ground, no longer resembling a human in the slightest.
Li Hao sucked in a sharp breath and nearly bit his tongue.
"Th-this isn't my Petrification Eye?"
"How come when she uses it, it looks like some world-ending divine light?"
"My skill can only turn rocks into powder. She points a finger, and a living person turns straight into a shattered stone statue? One with automatic disassembly, too?"
"Is this even reasonable?!"
"It's not!"
Dead silence fell over the entire scene.
The remaining elites of the Purple Poison Sect watched the color drain from their faces, replaced by a fear that sank deep into their bones.
That wasn't a fight.
That was an execution.
"Demon... she's a demon!"
Someone let out a despairing scream, shattering the silence at last.
Panic spread like a plague.
The remaining Soul Masters had no fighting spirit left. They shrieked and fled in every direction like madmen.
But it was all futile.
Cailin moved.
She didn't chase after them. She merely strolled leisurely around the small clearing.
Every time she raised her hand, a streak of purple energy shot out.
Every time her foot came down, a Soul Master's body went rigid before turning into stone.
Her movements were so graceful, it was as if she were dancing beneath the moon rather than slaughtering her foes.
Yet every strike took one living life with unerring precision.
Those arrogant Soul Kings and Soul Emperors were as fragile before her as scarecrows in a field, reaped with ease.
Li Hao was completely stunned behind the door.
He watched the scene, watched the stunning woman reap lives like the Grim Reaper.
This was the queenly housekeeper he had picked up.
This was Queen Medusa from the Doupo world!
"Ahhh! I'll take you down with me!"
Watching his subordinates die one after another, the Purple Poison Sect Master descended into utter madness and despair.
He knew he wouldn't escape today.
If he was going to die either way, he would make this monster pay!
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"
With a shrill roar, the Purple Poison Sect Master's body began to swell at a staggering rate.
Purple-black carapace burst from beneath his skin. In the blink of an eye, he had transformed into a giant purple scorpion more than fifteen meters long, its entire body radiating a foul, poisonous stench!
The Martial Soul Avatar of a Soul Saint possessed enough might to change the color of mountains and rivers!
The giant scorpion raised its glowing tail, and its terrifying Soul Power fluctuations warped the space around it.
"Die, monster!"
With a final roar, its massive tail became a bolt of black lightning, crashing down toward Cailin!
That blow could flatten a small mountain!
Terrified, Li Hao squeezed his eyes shut.
But the earth-shattering collision he expected never came.
All he heard was... the crisp sound of a slap.
Smack!
Li Hao tremblingly opened one eye.
Then he saw a sight he would never forget for the rest of his life.
Cailin was somehow already floating in midair. Facing that world-shattering blow, she merely swung a slap with casual ease.
The arrogant giant scorpion was sent flying like a swatted fly.
Its huge body tumbled through the air before crashing to the ground, carving a deep trench into the earth.
Cailin's figure drifted down like a weightless feather.
She landed squarely on the giant scorpion's head.
Her delicate little boots, embroidered with purple patterns, rested lightly on the Soul Saint's head.
"You..."
The Soul Saint had returned to human form and was pinned to the ground. Blood gushed from his mouth, and who knew how many bones in his body had been broken.
He struggled to lift his head and used the last of his strength to ask the question that had been weighing on his mind.
"Wh-what... what kind of monster... are you...?"
Cailin looked down at him from above, her expression unchanged.
She didn't answer a question that was never going to receive an answer.
She simply pressed down a little harder with her foot.
Thud.
The Purple Poison Sect Master's head burst like a crushed watermelon.
Red and white splattered across the ground.
And so, the Purple Poison Sect's revenge party, from their level seventy-eight Soul Saint down to their Soul King elites,
was wiped out to the last.
The entrance to Holy Soul Village sank into an eerie silence.
Only the evening breeze stirred, carrying a faint trace of blood.
Cailin gracefully withdrew her foot, as if she had merely crushed an annoying bug.
Her purple robe remained spotless.
She slowly turned toward the dilapidated wooden door and bowed slightly to the stunned figure there.
"Master, the trash has been cleared away."
Li Hao stared blankly at the gruesome scene of bodies strewn across the ground, then at the peerlessly beautiful woman before him, whose words were respectful and bearing elegant. Only one thought echoed wildly in his mind.
"What I picked up... wasn't a kitty. It was a nuclear bomb."
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