A New Soul Beast Phantom-The Golden Crocodile King! The Great Holy Spirit Roared: Which One of Us Is the Evil Soul Master, Anyway?!

"First Soul Skill—Go All Out."

A golden ring suddenly lit up behind Xu Qing's head!

Tenfold strength, no longer suppressed—fully unleashed!!

As for the Soul Beast phantom, he chose this one—!

"Golden Crocodile King!"

Tear into them to your heart's content!!

"Roar—!!"

A deafening beastly roar echoed through the entire underground hall!

A phantom over ten meters long burst out of the void!

Its entire body was golden, its scales like armor. It opened its gaping maw, baring rows of snowy-white fangs.

Its emotionless, vertical pupils swept over every Evil Soul Master present, as if an emperor were looking down on ants.

At the same time, holy light blazed from Xu Qing's golden eyes!

Every evil thing touched by that holy light froze on the spot without exception, unable to move!

The dim underground world was as bright as day!

Elder Yi really knew how to deal with evil!

At that moment, Xu Qing swung his already-poised fist.

"Boom—!!!"

Wherever the force of his punch passed, Soul Ancestor-level Evil Soul Masters didn't even have time to react before they were vaporized!

The Golden Crocodile King had already pounced.

In the blink of an eye, it was above the Evil Soul Emperor who had been shouting all along,

and his skeletal body, over three meters tall, looked like a toy beside the phantom.

The Golden Crocodile King opened its abyssal maw and bit down!

"Crack—!"

Its fangs pierced bone, pierced the Soul Fire, pierced every obstacle!

The Second Holy Spirit exploded on the spot. Shards of bone flew in every direction like shrapnel, clattering against the walls and floor.

He,

was dead.

"AAAAAAAH!!"

The Great Holy Spirit let out a shrill howl and actually broke free of Elder Yi's restraint!

Pale flames suddenly surged around him!

His strength surged once more, reaching Level 80—Soul Douluo!!

Instead of attacking Xu Qing right away, he chose to swing a black flag several meters long.

The Great Holy Spirit's face twisted with fear. He had sensed the terror of death from that crocodile!

Impossible! I'm a Soul Saint!

And that unfathomable human!! What kind of method is that!?

It can ignore obstacles and reach straight into the soul, binding my spirit with ease and without any medium at all!

Such an evil, terrifying method! Such desecration of the soul!

Which one of us is the Evil Soul Master, anyway!!

"Holy Spirit Flag!!!"

He gripped the flagpole with both hands and poured every last bit of his Soul Power into it.

This Level 7 evil Soul Tool was like a bottomless pit, devouring the Soul Power and Spiritual Power he had gained by burning his Soul Rings.

But the results were impressive.

The Great Holy Spirit's face contorted as he roared himself hoarse:

"Let's see how you like having ten thousand spirits devour your bodies! They'll tear your souls to shreds, and your bodies will become my puppets. Die, all of you!!"

Boom—!!!

A small door on one side suddenly blew open!

A surging, terrifying energy burst from within, and clusters of transparent light in different colors streamed out of the doorway,

each cluster seemingly bearing a horribly twisted human face!

The Great Holy Spirit stood amid the vengeful spirits, both hands raised high as he held the Holy Spirit Flag. Pale flames enveloped him from head to toe, making him look like a fiend.

"Heh heh heh! Despair! Tremble in fear!!"

"Praise the Holy Emperor!!!"

Countless vengeful spirits opened their mouths and began to emit soundless shrieks.

The shrieks couldn't be heard, yet they pierced straight through the eardrums and stabbed deep into the soul.

Xu Qing's head rang, and ripples spread across his Sea of Consciousness.

[Passive Soul Skill: Adaptation]

The discomfort lasted only a few seconds before it faded.

Ye Guyi stared helplessly at the golden barrier around her.

It had suddenly appeared from Xu Qing just moments ago,

and thanks to the barrier, she was unaffected by the shrieking.

What a biased old man!

"You've got to be kidding me!! Why isn't it doing anything! Who are you, anyway!!"

The flesh on the Great Holy Spirit's face was nearly melting from the flames, and he was on the verge of a mental breakdown, unable to bear the pressure.

Had the headquarters given him a fake Holy Spirit Flag!?

Why were these two completely fine when he was about to be drained dry!!

While controlling the Holy Spirit Flag, the Great Holy Spirit couldn't use any Soul Skills.

Only by burning all his Soul Rings through the Evil Soul Masters' special secret method could he acquire enough Spiritual Power and Soul Power to control the flag.

In other words, he was a sitting duck right now.

"Why don't you look behind you?"

Xu Qing's voice came from beside the Great Holy Spirit. Somehow, he had vanished from where he stood and appeared behind him!

The sight nearly scared the Great Holy Spirit's eyes out of his head.

"When did you—"

"Boom—!"

Without a moment's hesitation!

Xu Qing's punch skimmed past the Level 7 Soul Tool, the Holy Spirit Flag, and struck empty air.

The ground exploded into a crater several meters across. Shattered stones flew everywhere, and a few vengeful spirits caught in the punch's wake vanished on the spot.

"Heh heh... you missed, young man... heh heh heh..."

All the Great Holy Spirit's muscles had melted away. Now he was a black skeleton, with sickly green Soul Fire dancing in his eye sockets.

At the last instant, he had used the Holy Spirit Flag to deflect the blow.

Even if a Level 7 Soul Tool wasn't designed primarily for defense,

he figured it could withstand a punch from this strange Soul King without a problem.

And the facts proved him right.

The Great Holy Spirit chuckled in relief, then abruptly raised the Holy Spirit Flag, pointing its face downward at Ye Guyi.

He would control the vengeful spirits and kill this Angel!!

Black mist churned over the flag, and the hundreds of vengeful spirits in the hall coalesced into a gigantic black spear, ready to strike!

"Go!"

The Great Holy Spirit grinned maliciously and swung his arm.

"Crack..."

A crisp snapping sound rang out. The Holy Spirit Flag broke cleanly in two.

The flag fell to the ground. Without it to control them, the vengeful spirits froze in midair, no longer moving.

"What...?"

Before he could even react, a violent backlash of Spiritual Power erupted from the broken Soul Tool!

The Great Holy Spirit shook violently, as if struck by lightning.

Black blood poured from all seven orifices. The green Soul Fire in his eye sockets flickered wildly, nearly going out.

Then he dropped straight to the ground.

Xu Qing had never intended to hit him with that punch.

He had been aiming for the Holy Spirit Flag.

After all, he'd get no benefit from killing an Evil Soul Saint.

But how much would the Soul Power Level of a divine Angel Martial Soul wielder at Level 46 rise if she killed him?

Borrow the Evil Soul Saint, offer him to Little Angel.

He'd count it as compensation for her mental distress.

The underground hall fell silent.

Xu Qing let gravity take control, and his body began to descend until he landed before Ye Guyi.

He reached out, tapped the barrier with a finger to shatter it, then turned his palm upward and offered it to her.

"That was a tough victory. Hurry up and get up so you can finish off that Evil Soul Saint,"

"Miss Angel."