Going Too Far!

Rumble!

On the other side, in the lush forest, Qin Chuan darted swiftly through the trees, weaving this way and that as he constantly dodged the attacks of the three men in the sky.

Three Soul Saints working together to hunt him down—that was already an extraordinarily lavish lineup on the continent. If there had been only one or two, Qin Chuan would have had a seventy percent chance of holding them off, or even defeating them.

But there were three of them now... Although the seventh level of the Body Casting Realm was comparable to this world's Soul Saints, these three weren't fools, and each had their own advantages... If he really unleashed his full strength, it might backfire and let the three of them defeat him even faster.

Of course, the most crucial factor was... he couldn't fly!

So for now, he could only stall for time and hope that the two Titled Douluo, Snake Lance and Pufferfish, finished their battle as soon as possible.

That brocade-clad young man's old servant had only just entered the God-Demon Realm and had shallow foundations, while the two Titled Douluo were both long-established figures. The situation wasn't that dire yet.

"Kid, you think you can outrun Soul Saints? Are you playing with me?" The three men ruled the skies, watching Qin Chuan with mocking amusement.

It was as though Qin Chuan had already become a turtle trapped in a jar.

Another man shook his head and sneered. "He's nothing but a mere Soul Ancestor. We could kill him with a wave of the hand. If we weren't worried that our lord might think we were taking his orders lightly, why would three Soul Saints have to come? Sending just one of us would have been enough."

"Ridiculous! You're esteemed Soul Saints, men of status and renown, yet you serve as someone else's lackeys. Aren't you afraid the whole world will laugh at you if word gets out?"

Qin Chuan dodged as he taunted them, probing for information and trying to provoke the three men into revealing something about the two cultivators.

Sure enough,

"What do you know? Lord Luo Lie is a distinguished guest from the starry skies, a heaven-blessed genius. He will overturn the Soul Master World and bring us a whole new, dazzling power!"

The three Soul Saints were fanatical. They felt no shame, only pride, treating Luo Lie like a god, lofty and beyond insult.

In truth, the moment the might of cultivators was first revealed to them, they had already been won over.

They were deeply intoxicated by this tremendous power, unable to tear themselves away.

"Have you been brainwashed?"

Qin Chuan had barely finished grumbling when a flaming bird, wreathed in fire, scorched the earth as it spread its wings and swooped at him. The scorching heat made it feel as though he were standing in a sea of flames. It nearly struck him, and the danger was all too real.

Mighty power erupted. The three Soul Saints flew through the air at tremendous speed and quickly cornered Qin Chuan.

"Ignorant brat, people like you will never understand the vastness of the starry skies, much less the greatness of our lord. The weak don't even deserve the right to look up at the strong!"

The three Soul Saints formed a triangle, each guarding one side and cutting off every one of Qin Chuan's escape routes. They looked down at him from above, haughty and aloof.

"Since I can't stall any longer, then let's fight!" Astonishing battle intent blazed in Qin Chuan's eyes. He stopped avoiding battle and chose to fight.

He charged straight at one of the Soul Saints, his blood and energy surging skyward.

Of course, he hadn't lost his reason. He had been searching for an opening all along.

Soul Saints were powerful, but the inherent flaws of Soul Masters limited them, leaving them with deadly vulnerabilities.

Every Soul Master specialized in the path they excelled at, while their other abilities were woefully weak.

A frail physical body was one problem that the vast majority of Soul Masters had to face.

Terrifying pressure swept over everything, filling all directions. Countless Soul Beasts fled in panic, putting as much distance as they could between themselves and this dreadful region.

The clash between three Soul Saints—and even three powerhouses at the level of Titled Douluo—sent one terrifying Soul Beast after another into a frenzy, triggering a massive stampede. Among them were no shortage of powerful Soul Beasts that had lived for more than ten thousand years.

In an instant, the entire southern region of the Star Dou Great Forest descended into chaos. The uproar sent everything into a panic, and countless Soul Masters who had come to hunt Soul Beasts suffered as a result, nearly scared out of their wits.

In the outer area, far from the core, the Shrek group felt their hearts jump. Countless Soul Beasts that should have lived in the mixed zone, or even the core region, had left their territory and were fleeing outward.

Almost every one of them could have wiped out the entire group. Even with Zhao Wuji there to protect them, they were still terrified. After hastily killing a Soul Beast for Tang San to absorb, they fled the area as fast as they could.

They would probably remember this trip to the Star Dou Great Forest for a long, long time. It was a memory that would stay with them for the rest of their lives.

In another patch of forest in the outer region, two old people stood watching from afar, with a young woman by their side.

Meng Yiran wore a dark green outfit that accentuated her spirited air. She asked in confusion, "Grandpa, Grandma, has something happened?"

Dragon Duke Meng Shu tapped the Dragon Head Cane in his hand and said gravely, "Yiran, I'm afraid we'll have to leave the Star Dou Great Forest for now. As for your Soul Ring, Grandpa will bring you back for it in a few days."

There were many Soul Beasts in a frenzy throughout the forest, but Dragon Duke and Snake Granny were top powerhouses in the Soul Master World, renowned far and wide. A few Soul Beasts weren't enough to frighten them.

But the terrifying aura erupting near the core region truly filled Dragon Duke and Snake Granny with apprehension, even dread. Their hair stood on end.

A Titled Douluo—and more than one!

They couldn't get involved in a battle of this level. The slightest mistake, and their bodies and souls would be destroyed!

"Ah, Grandpa, we've already come all this way. Why do we have to wait a few more days?" Meng Yiran asked, aggrieved and confused.

"Be good and listen, Yiran. We'll come back for your Soul Ring in a few days. For now, let's leave."

Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang stroked her granddaughter's long hair. Then she and Dragon Duke led the girl away, heading for the edge of the forest at great speed.

The disturbances in the Star Dou Great Forest drew countless eyes. Tens of thousands of Soul Beasts poured out of the forest, causing one bloody disaster after another and leaving people reeling from the devastation.

Some towns near the Star Dou Great Forest were struck by the stampede. Countless families were torn apart, and people were left homeless and wandering.

Some powerful Soul Masters stepped forward during the crisis and, under the leadership of the Spirit Hall Branch, mounted an effective resistance. But they couldn't protect everyone, and more tragedies continued to unfold.

Boom!

"Damn it, what kind of monster is this kid? How can his body be so ridiculously strong?"

High in the air, the three Soul Saints who had once stood so proudly were now all wounded and battered, their faces twisted with rage!

He was clearly only a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, yet he was unbelievably difficult to deal with. His body was absurdly strong. The three of them had originally looked down on Qin Chuan as if they were gods gazing at an insect, convinced they could easily kill him. But after taking turns fighting him at close range, they had ended up with black eyes and swollen faces.

One of them had nearly been beaten to death on the spot.

"This kid's body is absurdly strong. There's definitely something wrong here! Attack together, and do your best not to fight him at close range!" one of the old-guard Soul Saints roared. His face was livid, his eyes swollen shut, and his confidence had completely crumbled.

He was a Control-Type Battle Spirit Master, and of the three, he had been beaten the worst.

Damn it, every time, that iron fist came crashing down—and he always aimed right for his face. He was going way too far.