Fourth Soul Skill, Absolute Suppression, Nine Nether Resentful Phoenix Cry!

"Su Ming, do it. Be quick," Yue Guan commanded indifferently, his hands clasped behind his back.

Su Ming stepped forward, his face expressionless.

Looking into those resentful, terrified, ghostly green phoenix eyes, Su Ming did not hesitate. He struck out with his right palm, and a powerful surge of soul power shattered the creature's skull!

The Nine-Nether Soul-Snatching Owl's body twitched violently a few times before all signs of life vanished.

Hum!

Specks of black light gathered above its massive corpse. In just over ten seconds, a black, ten-thousand-year soul ring, radiating an aura of deathly silence and coldness, hovered quietly in mid-air.

Seeing this pitch-black ten-thousand-year soul ring, Yue Guan's expression turned grave once more. He warned in a deep voice, "Little Ghost, This Seat will warn you one last time. The energy of a ten-thousand-year soul ring is extremely violent, not to mention that the Nine-Nether Soul-Snatching Owl specializes in soul attacks; its residual resentment is incredibly strong. If you cannot hold on, not even the gods can save you."

Su Ming did not speak.

He simply lifted his robe in silence and sat cross-legged beneath the ten-thousand-year soul ring.

"Hoo..."

After taking a deep breath, Su Ming raised his right hand.

Guided by the Ultimate Evil Soul Power within his body, the pitch-black ten-thousand-year soul ring trembled slightly, transforming into a thick torrent of black energy that surged madly into Su Ming's body.

BOOM!

The moment the massive energy of the ten-thousand-year soul ring entered him, Su Ming's body jolted violently.

Fine beads of blood seeped from his skin, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He was enduring an unimaginable sensation of his flesh being torn apart.

However, the greater danger lay in the battlefield of his mind.

"Screech!"

Within Su Ming's sea of consciousness, the residual obsession of the Nine-Nether Soul-Snatching Owl manifested as a giant vengeful spirit, roaring madly as it attempted to devour Su Ming's soul.

Facing this ferocious ten-thousand-year resentment, Su Ming's consciousness remained absolutely calm.

Deep within his soul, he watched the lunging spirit with indifference, and at that moment, the origin of his Martial Soul erupted completely.

With a thunderous roar, a colossal Evil Phoenix, wreathed in Ultimate Evil black flames, tore through the void of Su Ming's consciousness.

This was the absolute pressure of an Ultimate Attribute Martial Soul!

Before this Evil Phoenix, which commanded endless Ultimate Evil black flames, the Nine-Nether Soul-Snatching Owl's ten-thousand-year resentment was like snow meeting the scorching sun.

The Evil Phoenix let out a high-pitched cry, opened its beak, and instantly swallowed the residual obsession of the Nine-Nether Soul-Snatching Owl.

The resentment struggled, but it could only helplessly become nourishment for the Evil Phoenix!

This was the Evil Phoenix's innate soul-devouring skill, which suppressed all avian soul beasts and, even more so, all evil, resentful energy!

This was the confidence Su Ming had to face a soul shock head-on!

With the interference of the soul resentment gone, the violent energy within his body began to obey under the forced suppression of his soul power, slowly merging into Su Ming's meridians.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who stood guard nearby, saw his expression shift from initial gravity to endless shock.

He could clearly see that Su Ming's complexion was returning to calm at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His body, which had been trembling violently, had also steadied.

Although the entire absorption process was painful, Su Ming was as unyielding as a stubborn rock, showing no signs of collapse.

Two full days and nights passed.

With a soft hum, the soul power hovering around Su Ming completely retracted.

Su Ming slowly opened his eyes, and the soul rings beneath his feet began to rise in sequence.

Yellow! Yellow! Purple!

After the first three soul rings rose, a fourth, deep, pure-black soul ring remained quietly in place, pulsing slowly.

Twelve years old, a four-ringed ten-thousand-year Soul Ancestor!

Having lived for half a lifetime, Yue Guan still couldn't help but gulp hard at the sight.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he hurried forward and asked impatiently, "Little Monster, you actually succeeded!"

"Tell This Seat quickly, what kind of ten-thousand-year soul skill did your fourth soul ring grant you? This is a ten-thousand-year fourth ring!"

Su Ming stood up from the ground and brushed the dust off his clothes.

Feeling the feedback from his fourth soul ring, a rare smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

He looked up at Yue Guan and introduced it with a calm smile, "The fourth soul skill is called... Nine-Nether Resentful Phoenix Cry."

Nine-Nether Resentful Phoenix Cry?

Yue Guan looked at him with a mix of anticipation and confusion.

Su Ming explained, "This is a single-target, bizarre-type soul skill."

"When activated, the Evil Phoenix behind me opens its eyes. As long as the target is within my line of sight and is stared at directly by the phoenix eyes, it will instantly and forcibly trigger the Five Decays of Heaven and Man effect."

"Under this effect, the opponent's Martial Soul will fall into a state of trembling due to the suppression of the Martial Soul's rank."

Speaking of this, Su Ming paused, the arc of his lips deepening, "Furthermore, this soul skill comes with an absolute rule-based seal."

"An absolute seal?" Upon hearing the word 'seal,' Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly held his breath.

Su Ming nodded, "Yes, a seal! As long as the age of the opponent's soul rings is lower than that of my fourth soul ring, regardless of how many rings they have, they will be suppressed by my soul skill, and those soul rings will be instantly and forcibly sealed for three seconds."

"Within these three seconds, the opponent will be unable to use any soul skills corresponding to the sealed soul rings."

After hearing Su Ming's explanation, even someone as powerful as the Title Douluo Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan felt a chill shoot straight to his crown at that very moment.

"Forcibly... forcibly sealing soul rings for three seconds? And it applies to all soul rings with an age lower than your fourth one?"

"In other words, any soul ring below thirteen thousand five hundred years???"

Yue Guan's voice trembled slightly.

What did this imply?

In the world of soul masters, in most cases, as long as one's cultivation has not reached the Soul Saint level, those Soul Kings or even Soul Emperors would find it impossible for the age of their first five, or even first six, soul rings to exceed twelve thousand years!

This meant that unless Su Ming encountered a monster, he would possess absolute suppression over his opponents.

Facing Su Ming's fourth soul skill, those people would see their soul skills turn gray for the first three seconds of the fight, rendering them completely unable to be released!

If it were just a friendly sparring match, it wouldn't matter; the worst that could happen was a loss.

But if it were a life-or-death battle, then during those three seconds, they would be reduced to puppets unable to use their soul skills, left only to be slaughtered!

This was no ordinary ten-thousand-year soul skill; it was an extremely sinister, uncanny divine skill that shattered the conventional logic of combat in the soul master world!

"A monster... His Holiness the Pope has truly cultivated an unimaginably terrifying monster this time..."

Yue Guan looked at the cold-faced youth before him, feeling a sense of dread creep over him.

It was fortunate that this fellow was on their side; if he were an enemy, he wouldn't even dare to imagine the consequences.