Light Goddess Butterfly!

In the clearing, Wang Dong's expression darkened, a flash of severity and vigilance passing through her pink-blue eyes.

Though she was disguised as a boy, as the little princess of the God Realm, when had she ever endured such filthy words and lecherous stares?

What alarmed her even more was the cold, sinister Soul Power fluctuation radiating from the purple-haired man—far beyond her current realm!

A five-ring Soul King! And one with an exceptionally evil, ominous aura!

She could not fight him! She had to leave!

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Dong's Soul Power erupted!

One yellow and one purple Soul Ring, a combination beyond conventional standards, rose beneath her feet. Behind her, a pair of incomparably dazzling butterfly wings, seemingly woven from light and color, unfurled with a swish!

Her Light Goddess Butterfly martial soul had been unleashed!

With a beat of her wings, Wang Dong's figure instantly turned hazy, transforming into a streak of light as she shot toward the rear flank! Her speed was astonishing, clearly aided by a top-tier flying soul skill.

"Trying to run?" Raven sneered. Purple light blazed in his eyes as his third Soul Ring lit up. "Third soul skill, Raven Shadow Bind!"

The shadow beneath his feet wriggled and stretched like a living thing, instantly splitting into several pitch-black raven shadows resembling ropes. They coiled toward Wang Dong's feet and butterfly wings at even greater speed!

Those raven shadows carried an aura of restraint and corrosion. Wherever they passed, even the light dimmed.

Wang Dong's expression changed. Her butterfly wings beat furiously as she executed a difficult midair turn, narrowly evading two raven shadows. Yet another wrapped around her left ankle like a venomous snake!

"Ugh!" Wang Dong grunted. A bone-piercing chill and numbness spread from her ankle, causing her Soul Power circulation to stall for an instant. Her flying speed plummeted.

"Be a good girl and stay, little beauty." Raven licked his lips, his body drifting forward like a ghost. His fingers curled into claws as he reached for Wang Dong's shoulder through a foul wind!

Excitement and cruelty flickered in his eyes, as though he could already see himself capturing this stunning "young man" and savoring her abundant vitality and Soul Power to his heart's content.

A trace of despair flashed through Wang Dong's eyes. She only had two rings, while he was a five-ring Evil Soul Master. The gap between their strength was far too great!

Moreover, this Evil Soul Master's soul skills were strange and vicious, specifically designed to counter speed.

Had she only just left home, only to... No! She suddenly gritted her teeth. Deep in her pink-blue eyes, a brilliant point of golden light began to gather. Some hidden, sealed power within her seemed about to be stirred...

At that critical moment!

Bang!

With a dull, thunderous crash, a black figure arrived after Raven yet overtook him, smashing down between the two like a cannonball!

The newcomer wrapped one arm around Wang Dong's slender yet supple waist and carried her several meters sideways. With a casual sweep of his other hand, an overwhelming force surged forth, knocking aside Raven's assured claw strike and sending the man himself staggering back several steps!

"Who?!" Raven shouted in shock and fury as he steadied himself and looked at the newcomer.

Wang Dong had also been so startled by the sudden turn of events that she forgot to struggle. She only felt herself fall into a sturdy, warm embrace, her nose catching a clean, refreshing scent tinged with faint sunlight.

Still shaken, she looked up and saw a sharply defined profile: sword-like brows, star-bright eyes, and a hint of youthful edge tempered by calm reliability.

Black hair, black eyes, and a clear, bright gaze. He was looking down at her slightly, his brows faintly furrowed with concern.

"Are you all right?" Zichuan's voice rang out. It was not especially deep, yet it carried a reassuring strength.

Wang Dong froze. She considered her own beauty peerless, and she had seen countless handsome descendants of deities in the God Realm. Yet this black-haired youth who had suddenly appeared before her still made her feel a flicker of amazement.

Especially those eyes—clear to their depths, yet seeming to contain endless profundity and power. For a moment, she forgot to answer.

A hero saving a beauty might have been cliché, but in such desperate circumstances, paired with Zichuan's handsome face refined by the Power of Life and Destruction Power, perfectly proportioned in every way, as well as the sense of safety brought by his strength, the effect was extraordinary.

Not to mention that at such close range, Wang Dong could even faintly sense a strange aura emanating from him that made her martial soul feel comfortable and intimate—the natural radiance of the Heart of Life.

That combination of the "suspension bridge effect" and mysterious attraction instantly left an unforgettable impression on Wang Dong's heart.

Seeing Wang Dong stare blankly at him without speaking, Zichuan assumed she had been frightened badly. He gently set her down, stepped in front of her, and looked toward Raven's gloomy face, following the "script,"

He had thought that once he made it clear this was a "transaction," Raven would take the hint and pretend to be outmatched before retreating.

However, Raven's reaction completely exceeded his expectations.

Raven was neither furious nor frightened. Instead, as if he had heard something utterly ridiculous, he threw back his head and burst into hoarse, crazed laughter.

"Ha ha ha! Get lost? Kid, are you fucking stupid, or just pretending to be?"

The greed and cruelty on his face deepened as his gaze swept back and forth between Zichuan and Wang Dong. His scarlet tongue ran over his lips, and his voice trembled faintly with excitement.

"I only planned to catch a little beauty for a snack, but who would've thought... I'd get a bonus tonic with such vigorous vitality! The scent on you two... it's too fragrant! Too tempting! Especially you, black-haired brat!"

He stared fixedly at Zichuan, purple light nearly spilling from his eyes.

"Your vitality is as vast as a dragon's, and your Soul Power is unbelievably pure! I've lived for so many years, slaughtered so many villages, sucked the blood of so many soul masters,

yet I've never seen prey as 'delicious' as you! If I eat you—no, if I absorb both of you! I might directly break through to Soul Saint, perhaps even glimpse the threshold of a Title Douluo! Ha ha ha! Heaven truly favors me!"

The evil aura around him erupted. All five Soul Rings blazed brilliantly, while the enormous phantom of a raven behind him let out a silent shriek. A dense stench of blood and death spread outward, staining the surrounding flowers and grass a lifeless gray.

"I was going to play with you for a while, but since you came knocking on death's door, you can't blame me!"

Raven grinned viciously as the fifth Soul Ring beneath his feet—the deep black Soul Ring—suddenly lit up.

"Fifth soul skill, Blood Raven Feast!"

Countless ravens formed from dark-red blood and evil Soul Power surged out from behind him. With piercing shrieks, they swooped toward Zichuan and Wang Dong like a blood cloud blotting out the sky!

Every blood raven radiated a terrifying aura capable of corroding life and devouring Soul Power. The air hissed wherever they passed, and even the light was swallowed!

"Watch out!" Wang Dong's face turned deathly pale. She could feel how terrifying this attack was; it was far beyond anything before!

This Evil Soul Master was actually going all out, and he had opened with his strongest fifth soul skill! She urgently shouted to Zichuan, "Run! Let's split up and flee!"

She thought Zichuan had only managed to save her because he was fast or possessed some special means, but against an Evil Soul King's full-force ten-thousand-year soul skill, meeting it head-on was nothing but a dead end!