Yet Zichuan stood where he was, utterly motionless. Watching the terrifying Blood Raven Feast blot out the sky as it bore down on him, he showed not the slightest fear. Instead, a peculiar expression appeared on his face—a mixture of helplessness, disdain, and a hint of eagerness?
"Never expected an unexpected gain..." Zichuan muttered, shaking his head. He seemed somewhat disappointed, yet also amused.
He had come looking for an "actor" to put on a show, only for the "actor" to get too deep into the role and turn the fake act into reality—while also being a hidden Evil Soul Master feast... His luck really was something else.
Still, fine. Every Evil Soul Master deserved to be executed. Killing one would count as ridding the people of a scourge, and he could... stretch his limbs a little while he was at it.
"What are you doing?" Wang Dong nearly cried out when she saw Zichuan advance instead of retreat, actually walking toward that horrifying tide of blood ravens.
Zichuan did not answer. He merely stopped just before the blood ravens reached him.
Then, he slowly raised his head.
Thump!
A dull, heavy heartbeat, seemingly from the primordial ages and capable of shaking the soul, exploded without warning through the silent forest!
"Heart of Destruction, activate."
Zichuan spoke softly, his voice calm yet carrying a majesty that made all things tremble.
Thump! Thump-thump-thump!
The heartbeat sounded one after another, growing faster and heavier, like enormous war drums urging an army to charge!
Starting from the roots, Zichuan's hair was rapidly dyed a deep, profound dark red at a visible speed!
Dark purple patterns of destruction spread and intertwined within his eyes, turning into two cold, merciless glimmers.
An aura even purer and more overbearing than Raven's evil Soul Power—one that seemed capable of ending everything and returning all creation to silence—erupted violently from Zichuan's body!
Dark red destructive energy rose like tangible flames, instantly vaporizing and annihilating the blood ravens that had swooped close!
That nauseating aura of blood and death melted away and retreated like ice and snow under the sun before this pure will of destruction!
Beneath his feet, Soul Rings rose.
The first was a deep black.
The second was a noble, mysterious orange-gold, flowing with the vastness and dominion of two hundred thousand years.
The third was a vivid, dripping crimson.
The fourth was the same dazzling crimson.
The fifth was another crimson ring!
Black, orange-gold, red, red, red!
Five Soul Rings, like five suns of different colors yet all radiating suffocatingly terrifying fluctuations, floated beneath Zichuan's feet and slowly revolved.
That Soul Ring configuration, those colors, the overwhelming energy contained within them—everything completely overturned the understanding of the two present!
Wang Dong was utterly dumbfounded. Her pink-blue eyes were wide open, her small mouth slightly parted, and her mind was completely blank. A black Millennium Spirit Ring?
His second Soul Ring was that unheard-of orange-gold color? And the last three... were all hundred-thousand-year red Soul Rings?! How was that possible?!
Was that even a Soul Ring configuration a human could possess?! Even among the legends of the God Realm her father had told her, those ancient gods might not have possessed such heaven-defying Soul Rings while training in the mortal world!
Who exactly was this black-haired youth who had suddenly appeared?!
As for Raven, who had been sneering with absolute confidence, his expression instantly froze and turned into boundless shock and terror!
He could sense even more clearly than Wang Dong the destructive power contained within those five Soul Rings—power sufficient to crush him into dust!
Especially the orange-gold and three red Soul Rings. Their mere aura made his soul tremble and his martial soul wail! This was absolute suppression in terms of life level and the very nature of power!
"N-No... impossible!!"
Raven let out a shriek as though someone had seized him by the throat, his eyes filled with disbelief and utter panic.
His prized fifth soul skill, Blood Raven Feast, crumbled like paper beneath the impact of that dark red destructive energy!
He could even feel the evil Soul Power in his body becoming sluggish and unresponsive beneath the pressure of that will of destruction!
Run! I have to run now! This youth isn't human at all! He's a monster! An ancient ferocious beast wearing human skin!
Raven turned to flee, driving his evil Soul Power to its limit. He even burned his blood essence without hesitation, transforming into a blurred bloody shadow as he desperately shot toward the depths of the forest.
However, it was already too late.
Zichuan watched Raven's fleeing back with cold eyes, as though he were looking at an ant trying to escape a tiger's claws.
He did not even use a single soul skill, nor did he use the Dark Gold Terrorclaw or unfold his Destruction Domain.
He simply raised his right hand.
He clenched it into a fist.
Then, from dozens of meters away, he threw a punch toward Raven's fleeing direction.
There was no earth-shaking blaze of Soul Power, no flashy effects from a soul skill.
There was only a punch of the purest, most primal force, containing the immense vitality pumped by Zichuan's two hearts, the powerful physique tempered by five Soul Rings, and the tyrannical strength bestowed by the Heart of Destruction!
The punch flew out soundlessly.
Yet the air along its path was compressed to the extreme, then exploded violently!
A visible, distorted dark red ripple of fist force crossed dozens of meters as if teleporting, striking Raven squarely in the back before he could react!
Boom—!!!
A muffled explosion so intense it seemed capable of rupturing eardrums!
Raven's fleeing body suddenly stiffened. He lowered his head and stared at his chest in disbelief. There, a huge, bowl-sized bloody hole piercing clean through his body had appeared out of nowhere!
His heart, lungs, spine... everything had been ground into powder by the terrifying destructive force contained in that punch!
Not even a drop of blood splattered, because the flesh around the wound had been completely annihilated and vaporized by that ultimate Destruction Power!
He did not even have time to scream. The terrified expression on his face froze forever.
The next instant, his unsupported body collapsed limply like a torn sack, kicking up a cloud of dust. His life was extinguished in an instant.
The five-ring Evil Soul King, Raven, had been instantly killed by Zichuan's punch from afar.
Silence.
Only the rustling of wind through leaves remained in the forest, along with the faint growls of soul beasts in the distance.
Wang Dong stared blankly as Zichuan withdrew his fist. She watched his dark red hair slowly turn black again, watched those five incomparably terrifying Soul Rings quietly fade away, then looked at the Evil Soul Master's corpse on the ground, its chest blasted open by a huge hole, deader than dead.
Her mind had completely crashed.
One punch? A punch from afar? He had instantly killed an Evil Soul King who had unleashed his fifth soul skill?
This... guy was way too terrifying, yet he looked about the same age as her.
Zichuan flicked his wrist as if he had merely done something insignificant.
He turned toward Wang Dong, who was still petrified in place. That gentle smile returned to his face as he walked over and waved a hand before her eyes.
"Hey, scared stupid? It's fine now. The bad guy's dead."
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