The Demon-Subduing Worshipper Who Wished to Split Flender to Death

Ji Ye moved.

Within the domain, his speed was absurdly fast, his figure appearing to be in three places at once.

One sword thrust from the front left, one slashed from the rear right, and one cleaved down from above.

All three swords were real, or perhaps, all were fake.

Demon Subduing Douluo could not tell the difference.

He could only swing his Coiling Dragon Staff to parry based on instinct, but the sword passed right through the staff, leaving a wound on his arm.

The next second, Demon Subduing Douluo's position shifted.

He hadn't moved himself; the spatial coordinates within the domain had been tampered with, forcibly displacing him three feet and straight into the edge of Ji Ye's blade.

Demon Subduing Douluo cursed under his breath.

He took the hit head-on and slammed his Coiling Dragon Staff violently into the ground.

With a boom, a three-foot-deep crater exploded in the plaza, sending gravel flying in all directions.

He intended to use the shockwave to blast Ji Ye away.

But once the shockwave entered the domain, its direction was distorted; most of the force was diverted elsewhere, and the small fraction that reached Ji Ye was nullified by his semi-void state.

Demon Subduing Douluo ceased his attack and stood at the edge of the domain, his face full of disbelief.

"Immune to damage?"

"Immune to spatial fluctuation-type attacks," Ji Ye corrected.

Demon Subduing Douluo fell silent.

He finally understood why the High Priest had asked him to personally test this kid's martial soul.

It wasn't to give the boy a reality check.

It was to see just how absurd this kid's martial soul truly was.

Now, he knew.

It was absurd to the point of being utterly ridiculous.

"Again." Demon Subduing Douluo took a deep breath.

This time, he utilized the strength of a Title Douluo.

Although he wasn't using his full power, the pressure of his nine rings caused the entire plaza to tremble.

The watching guards and maids were forced back repeatedly by the aura; several maids turned pale, clutching their chests as they struggled to breathe.

Ji Ye was also under immense pressure.

But he did not retreat.

His fourth soul ring lit up.

The black soul ring spun violently, emitting a heart-stopping fluctuation.

The light on the Void Sword shifted from translucent to pitch black.

"Fourth soul skill."

"Void Annihilation Slash."

Ji Ye swung his sword.

A jet-black crescent-shaped blade aura flew from the edge of the sword. Wherever it passed, the air was torn open into a long black fissure. Fragments of space along the edges of the crack peeled away, falling to the ground like shattered glass with a crisp, tinkling sound.

Demon Subduing Douluo's pupils constricted.

This blade aura brought a sense of danger even to a Title Douluo.

He gripped the Coiling Dragon Staff with both hands, all nine soul rings lighting up to condense a golden energy shield in front of him.

He did not dodge.

He wanted to experience firsthand just how strong this strike was.

The pitch-black blade aura collided with the golden shield.

There was no sound.

A crack appeared on the shield.

Sensing something wrong, Demon Subduing Douluo flashed away.

The next second, the black blade aura pierced through the shield and struck the ground.

A violent explosion erupted.

Demon Subduing Douluo looked down at the massive crater in the ground, stunned for two seconds.

Then, he looked up at Ji Ye.

How could this kid's fourth soul skill be so terrifying?

This strike possessed the power of at least a Soul Emperor.

And it ignores defense!

Ji Ye withdrew his sword, gasping for air, his forehead drenched in sweat.

The consumption of a ten-thousand-year spirit ring was simply too great; with his current spirit power, he could use his third and fourth spirit abilities at most once each.

At the edge of the plaza, all the guards and maids were dumbstruck.

A four-ring Spirit Ancestor had actually pushed back a Title Douluo!

Although Demon Subduing Douluo clearly hadn't used his full strength.

Still, this was too absurd, wasn't it?

"I... I didn't see that wrong, did I?"

"Demon Subduing Douluo is injured?"

"Who on earth is that guy? What a terrifying genius!"

"Is he really a four-ring? Are you kidding me?"

"A genius? This guy is a monster!"

The maids had a different focus.

"The way he swung his sword was so handsome..."

"Did you see the sweat on his forehead? It was trickling down his jawline..."

"I really want to wipe it for him."

Demon Subduing Douluo's mouth twitched.

He decided to ignore the group of fangirls.

"Little guy, these spirit abilities of yours..."

He paused, finding he didn't know what word to use to describe them.

Perverted? Monstrous? Heaven-defying?

None of them seemed quite right.

"How have you survived until now?" he finally asked.

Ji Ye wiped away his sweat.

"What do you mean?"

"With a spirit as powerful as yours, you must have had innate full spirit power. Why didn't Spirit Hall receive any report about a genius with innate full spirit power awakening?"

"Could it be that you are a descendant of some great clan?"

Ji Ye shook his head.

"I am an orphan. As for why Spirit Hall never received word of my twin spirits and innate full spirit power, it is because of a guy named Flender."

"He is the Dean of Shrek Academy. Ever since he saw the spirit I awakened, he has been pestering me to join Shrek Academy."

"When I refused, he followed me everywhere, never letting me out of his sight."

"Furthermore, he bribed the deacons of Spirit Hall to prevent them from reporting my innate full spirit power to the main branch."

As he said this, Ji Ye's expression was full of grievance.

Listening from the side, Demon Subduing Douluo couldn't help but clench his fists.

By the end, Ji Ye's voice had dropped to a whisper.

"Six years."

"He trapped me for six years."

"He followed me everywhere I went. He would even squat outside the door while I used the bathroom. Every time I tried to run, he caught me; run, caught, run, caught."

Demon Subduing Douluo's knuckles cracked as he gripped his fists.

"Six years? Ever since you awakened at six, he has kept you trapped until now?"

"Yes. If I hadn't found a chance to escape half a month ago, I fear..."

Demon Subduing Douluo fell silent.

A six-year-old child, having awakened twin spirits and innate full spirit power.

He should have been cultivated as a genius, enjoying the best resources and walking the most dazzling path.

Instead, he was ensnared by a madman.

He didn't teach him anything, wouldn't let him leave, and wouldn't let him report to Spirit Hall.

He had just kept him trapped by his side for six years.

Demon Subduing Douluo loosened his clenched fist and reached out to pat Ji Ye on the shoulder.

"These past six years, you have suffered."

Ji Ye shook his head.

"Not bad. At least you're lucky enough to have survived."

He said it lightly, but Demon Subduing Douluo could hear the weight behind his words.

A child, from six to twelve years old—the six years that should have been spent in the best cultivation—had been completely ruined.

Or perhaps not.

It wasn't ruined.

This child had relied on himself to reach the four-ring level, and with a dual ten-thousand-year ring configuration at that.

It was truly absurd.

What if someone had taught him?

What if he had been given the best resources?

Demon Subduing Douluo dared not imagine.

"That Flender, where is he now?"

Ji Ye glanced at him. "Senior Demon Subduing, what are you planning to do?"

"I'm going to hack him to pieces."

"Senior, he is a seven-ring Soul Saint, after all."

"So what if he's a seven-ring? I can smash a seven-ring to death with a single swing of my staff."

Ji Ye opened his mouth, only to find he had no way to refute that.

For a Titled Douluo to hack a Soul Saint was no different than chopping firewood.