Outrageous, an Eighty-Level Soul Douluo? No Soul Ring?!

Li Jingzhe focused his mind, communicating with the system!

The next second, a thumb-sized, bright red fruit appeared right by Li Jingzhe's lips. He snapped his mouth open, his throat bobbed, and he swallowed it whole...

Hiss—

Instantly, a plume of white steam rose from the top of Li Jingzhe's head. His skin turned as red as a boiled shrimp as the medicinal power diffused, sweeping through his meridians and every bone and limb like a wildfire. Li Jingzhe felt his meridians pulsing and heat surging through his flesh and bones. He was undergoing a transformation to a higher level of existence; physical strength, internal energy, and soul power were gushing out from the depths of his body in an endless stream.

The so-called agony of being sliced by blades vanished entirely under the nourishment of the medicinal power.

"What did you eat?!"

Cloth Bag Soul Emperor paused in his movements.

"The pill recipe, obviously!"

A smirk curled the corner of Li Jingzhe's mouth: "Isn't that what you wanted? Come on then! Slice open my stomach and see if you can find the recipe!"

"Brat! You asked for this!!"

Shake—

Cloth Bag Soul Emperor shook his cloth bag. The ropes binding Li Jingzhe suddenly shifted; instead of constricting him tightly, they split into five strands, wrapping around his neck and limbs. With a violent yank, he hoisted him straight up into the air!

"Five horses tearing a body apart? You grandson, you're quite vicious!"

Li Jingzhe didn't hold back his tongue. At the same time, he felt the surge of soul power and physical strength within him, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

Cloth Bag Soul Emperor didn't answer, only let out a sinister, eerie laugh. He stepped closer to Li Jingzhe, a flash of light appearing from the Soul Tool on his finger as he pulled out a sharp dagger and toyed with it in Li Jingzhe's direction.

"You want me to slice your stomach open, right? You said it yourself!"

Seeing the man closing in step by step, Li Jingzhe silently calculated the distance... ten steps... seven steps... three steps... two steps...

'Now!!'

Li Jingzhe's expression hardened. His soul power surged, and a thousand pounds of force rippled through his body!

"Break for me!"

Li Jingzhe let out a thunderous roar, pulling with all four limbs simultaneously. Under the sudden, explosive force in the opposite direction, the ropes binding his limbs snapped instantly. Li Jingzhe reached up and tore the rope around his neck apart as well.

"What?!"

Cloth Bag Soul Emperor was visibly stunned. Clearly, he hadn't expected that a mere soul master not even at level fifteen could forcibly break free from his soul skill and snap the ropes!

In a battle between experts, the moment one loses focus, it becomes a fatal flaw!

"Seven Absolutes Unification! Die for me!!"

Soul power surged like a tide, fierce and impassioned. The medicinal power wrapped around his internal energy, and the internal energy drove the medicinal power. Seven strands of force transformed wildly within his body. Accompanied by a furious shout, Li Jingzhe unleashed his long-accumulated, perfect fist technique toward Cloth Bag Soul Emperor!

This punch was ferocious, violent, and earth-shattering!

"Oh no!!"

Cloth Bag Soul Emperor's pupils constricted. Biological instinct drove him to dodge, but at such close range, there was nowhere to hide!

"Boom!"

The punch connected with flesh, a dull thud echoing through the air!

The terrifying force of the punch exploded like a collapsing mountain. Cloth Bag Soul Emperor was sent flying like a discarded rag, slamming hard into the wall. The wall cracked, and debris rained down.

"You, you, you... Pfft!"

Cloth Bag Soul Emperor looked at Li Jingzhe in terror, his fingers trembling. He couldn't speak for a long time, instead spitting out a mouthful of blood. His face turned as pale as gold paper, and his aura withered.

Strike while the enemy is down!

"Seven Absolutes Unification!"

Li Jingzhe utilized Lingbo Microsteps to dash forward, closing the distance. He dropped his center of gravity and threw a punch that tore through the air!

"Bang... Boom!"

The wall shattered completely, and sunlight flooded in. Cloth Bag Soul Emperor was blasted off his feet, flying back over ten meters before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Pfft..."

Excruciating pain brings clarity!

But just as Cloth Bag Soul Emperor tried to stand, he felt his blood and qi churning within him, and another mouthful of blood sprayed out uncontrollably.

He was stunned for a moment, and then, as if wearing a mask of agony, his face twisted in pain.

Inside his body, several unique forces were rampaging... some fierce... some elusive... some hard with a hint of softness... some soft with a hint of hardness... If one had to describe the feeling, it was like having several live snakes writhing inside his stomach.

His soul power was in chaos, impossible to circulate. Under the torture of the intense pain, he curled up like a boiled shrimp, unable to rise again!

Shock, bewilderment, disbelief... He would never have imagined, even in death, that he would one day fall at the hands of a lowly soul master.

"You, you..."

"You weren't even level fifteen... how is this possible..."

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth as he spoke with difficulty, his voice trembling, his gaze flickering.

Bang—

Li Jingzhe kicked the obstructive stone wall into shards, stepping into the sunlight like a demon god, closing in with every stride.

Looking down at Cloth Bag Soul Emperor, who lay on the ground like a dying dog, unable to rise, Li Jingzhe smiled: "Then take another look—what level am I now!"

As he spoke, the violent soul power within him was no longer restrained. With the Vermilion Fruit consumed, soul power had surged, accumulating and climbing steadily until it became a vast, surging ocean!

Level 25...

Level 27...

Level 40...

Level 53...

In the span of just two or three breaths, the soul power radiating from Li Jingzhe had actually broken through the barrier of level 80!

"Ho-how is this possible?"

Cloth Bag Soul Emperor looked as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, his eyes filled with terror as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Eigh... eighty?"

"A Soul Douluo?!"

His voice was intermittent, his lips trembling, his eyes trembling, his entire body trembling... An eighty-level Soul Douluo without a single soul ring?

What kind of monster was this?!

He had actually provoked such a monster??

"Scared?"

Li Jingzhe looked down from above, nudging the man's dog-like head with his foot: "By rights, I should spare your dog life and let you go back to report to your master... so he can wash his neck clean and wait for me to come and take it!"

He flexed his ankle, accompanied by the sound of bones grinding like thunder, and in the next second, his voice turned chillingly cold: "But I don't like surprises, so you can die now!"

"Wai-wait a moment..."

Cloth Bag Soul Emperor scrambled to call for a halt, simultaneously circulating his soul power in an attempt to ignite his fifth soul ring, but in the next second, excruciating pain swept through him... Pfft, another mouthful of blood sprayed out.

At this moment, the heart he had been holding onto finally died completely!

He was merely a six-ring Soul Emperor; facing an eighty-level Soul Douluo, he was not even a match for a single blow. His odds of winning in a direct confrontation were zero, and the only way to survive was to flee.

His fifth soul skill allowed him to tuck himself into his cloth bag and teleport randomly to any location within a thousand meters. As long as he had one second, he could activate the skill...

The moment he had spoken, he intended to use the opportunity to cast his soul skill, but he hadn't expected that the moment he circulated his soul power, he would trigger those strange forces within his body, which immediately began rampaging through him again.

Churning his internal organs and piercing his entrails, it was truly a fate worse than death.

"Tsk, still restless even at death's door..."

Li Jingzhe tapped his foot lightly on the man's forehead, saying indifferently: "Be on your way."

As he spoke, his strength surged, his foot falling like a thousand-pound gate!

"BOOM!"

In an instant, brains splattered, red and white flying everywhere, as he crushed the man's head into a pulp.

Li Jingzhe gave a slight tremor of his internal energy, his body remaining unstained by a speck of dust!