Star Luo City Evil Soul Master

The shrill, miserable screams still echoed in the depths of the alley. Before the scent of blood could dissipate, three gloomy, ghost-like shadows slowly stepped out from the darkness at the end of the lane, their bodies wrapped in an impenetrable, chilling aura of death.

Two three-ring Soul Elder and one four-ring Soul Ancestor, their soul power turbid and evil, their very skin exuding a predatory ferocity; they were the very Evil Soul Masters who had just been committing atrocities in the streets.

The three turned their gazes, instantly locking onto Su Ming, who was walking slowly from the other end of the alley.

He wore a plain white robe, spotless and pristine, his pace calm and unhurried, as if he were not stepping into a bloody, chaotic den of death, but strolling along a quiet path in his own backyard, his leisure standing in stark contrast to the panic and deathly silence surrounding him.

Yet, when he spoke, his tone was as cold and sharp as a blade.

"Are you even worthy of being called Soul Masters? You are nothing but a pack of man-eating wild dogs, scum reeking of blood!"

"You have committed countless evils, lost all conscience, and slaughtered innocent people—even if you died ten thousand times, it would not be enough to atone for your sins!"

"What kind of skill is it to hide in the shadows and ambush mortals? You are nothing but rotten maggots crawling out of a gutter, trash that can never stand in the light!"

A string of angry rebukes, each word like a needle, pierced straight into the sore spots of the three Evil Soul Masters.

The three, who had been wantonly committing violence, suddenly froze. They whipped their heads around, their eyes glowing with dark red, murderous light, staring fixedly at Su Ming. Their faces were twisted with the shame of being insulted, their malice nearly overflowing.

"Little brat, you're not very old, but your tongue is quite sharp!" the leader, a four-ring Soul Ancestor Evil Soul Master, sneered sinisterly. "Daring to interfere with the affairs of our Holy Sect, you must be tired of living!"

His eyes turned fierce as he signaled the two three-ring Soul Elder beside him to strike first.

Two bursts of evil soul power erupted, and a pitch-black soul mist instantly swept through the entire alley. A cold wind howled, and poisonous fog billowed, carrying a stench that corroded the soul as it rushed toward him.

Su Ming's eyes turned icy.

His white robes fluttered without wind, and in an instant, a blazing, pure silver-white holy light surged from his body. It was supreme, masculine, and rigid, forcing the surrounding yin energy to retreat step by step.

He raised his eyes, his voice shaking the alley, enunciating every word clearly for all to hear:

"Snow Mastiff Armor—Combine!"

"Golden light protects the body, the Snow Mastiff descends!"

Hum—!

A dazzling, sun-like silver-gold light exploded into the sky, and heavy, sharp armor condensed from the void, covering his entire body inch by inch.

Predominantly silver-white, outlined with dark gold and deep blue patterns, the shoulder guards were as majestic as mastiff heads, the chest plate as heavy as divine iron, with cold, hard, and sharp lines. The Snow Mastiff Armor, the ultimate power-type among the Five Light and Shadow Armors, had fully manifested.

A divine pressure that suppressed all evil and purified all filth erupted, causing the evil mist, resentment, and toxic power filling the alley to dissolve rapidly under this pressure, even clearing the air.

The three Evil Soul Masters' expressions changed drastically, their pupils shrinking.

They suddenly realized with horror that they were not facing an ordinary young Soul Master, but an ancient battle-armored divine beast that had descended from the light, specifically to slay the evils of the world.

"Not good! This kid is strange!"

"You're courting death!"

The four-ring Evil Soul Master was filled with rage and fear. No longer daring to hold back, his pitch-black, iron-like soul claws carried a shrill whistle that tore through the air, striking directly at Su Ming's head.

The two three-ring Evil Soul Masters also frantically unleashed their soul skills simultaneously. Bone blades tore through the air, vengeful spirits shrieked, and poisonous fog surged. Three dark forces combined into one, aiming to completely annihilate the white-clad youth who had suddenly appeared.

But before the Snow Mastiff Armor, all of this was merely Fire Fly competing with the sun and moon.

The Snow Mastiff Armor was the ceiling of power among the Five Light and Shadow Armors. Its close-quarters brute force, explosive power, and destructive capability were invincible at the same rank. Its defense was second only to the Black Rhino Armor, possessing peerless resistance to impact. It specialized in crushing all opponents with absolute power; fierce, steady, and domineering, it was the most reassuring heavy-assault combat force on the battlefield.

The soul skills, attacks, claws, and poisonous fog of the three Evil Soul Masters all slammed into Su Ming.

Bang, bang, bang, bang—!

The loud noises continued, and dust rose everywhere.

Yet, Su Ming stood where he was, motionless, not having moved even half a step.

The Snow Mastiff Armor's light flowed, and all evil forces shattered upon contact, unable to leave even a single mark.

He lowered his head, glancing at the three terrified and flustered men before him, his voice as cold as ice:

"You dare to be arrogant by relying on some crooked, evil arts? In front of me, you are not even as good as ants!"

"Demons in human skin, today I shall personally send you filthy wretches to your graves!"

The three Evil Soul Masters were scared out of their wits.

Their full-force strikes couldn't even break the opponent's defense; this was no Soul Master, but a rampaging humanoid beast!

The same thought rose in all three of them at once—run!

But how could Su Ming give them the chance to let these dirty scums continue to escape and harm the world elsewhere?

His figure moved suddenly, so fast that only a silver-white afterimage remained.

The next moment, he appeared before the four-ring Evil Soul Master.

He threw a punch, without any flair, containing only the purest, most violent metal-element power.

"Boom—!!"

The domineering, peerless golden light force exploded. The four-ring Evil Soul Master didn't even manage to finish his scream; his bones shattered inch by inch, his soul rings instantly dimmed and crumbled, and he flew backward like a ragdoll, slamming heavily into the wall before falling to the ground, motionless.

Su Ming did not pause. He turned his body, twisted his waist, and swept his leg.

The biting golden gale swept out like a giant blade for slaying evil, the air itself exploding from the force of the kick.

The two three-ring Evil Soul Masters, seeing their leader killed in a single blow, were already broken with fear. They scrambled to condense their soul skills to defend, but they didn't even have the chance to raise their hands.

Two figures were struck violently in succession, their protective soul power shattering instantly. Their bodies slammed into the ground like kites with broken strings, rolling several meters before twitching a few times and falling silent, their soul rings dissipating completely.

The entire confrontation, from the first strike to the end, lasted only a few short breaths.

Before Su Ming, the three evil soul masters could not even mount a decent resistance.

The evil power, dark arts, and soul skills they prided themselves on were no match for the supreme yang and rigid light power of the Snow Mastiff Armor; they were utterly crushed and swept away like dry leaves in a gale.

Su Ming stepped forward slowly, his silver-white armor gleaming in the dim alleyway, majestic and cold.

Looking down at the lifeless, filthy wretches, his voice was bone-chillingly cold, each word enunciated like a verdict from the heavens:

"Slaughtering the innocent, devouring living souls, devoid of humanity—do you even deserve to be called soul masters?"

"The light of this world has no place for your dark evil. The righteous energy of heaven and earth will not spare the demons of this world."

"Since you encountered me today, you don't even have the right to beg for mercy!"

As his voice fell, he raised his fist, and a violent burst of golden light exploded, shattering the final source of the evil souls within the three men.

The shrill screams were cut off completely, and the three trails of sinful aura vanished for good.

The alley returned to a deathly silence, leaving only a fading wisp of golden light and the wreckage on the ground as proof of the crushing battle against evil that had just taken place.

"Are you not leaving yet? The matter is already resolved." Su Ming looked at the panicked civilians, who hurriedly offered their thanks before running away.

"Sigh, the civilians of the Peerless Tang Sect are truly pitiful. Even a place like Star Luo City has been infiltrated to this extent. It seems I must find an opportunity to rebuild the Capital of Slaughter and lock this scum together to kill each other."