"Ke ke ke! You're quite the slippery little brat!"
"So you noticed me long ago!"
The Ghost Emperor was, after all, a Limit Douluo, a man with pride of his own.
Now that someone had seen through his disguise, there was no need for him to keep hiding.
The next moment, a terrifying aura of darkness surged from his body.
It was a power forged by countless acts of slaughter.
Just one glance was enough to send a chill down anyone's spine.
"It really is the Ghost Emperor!"
"Quick, send someone to notify the higher-ups at the Spirit Pagoda!"
"Cover the youngsters while they retreat! This guy must be here to sabotage the Martial Arts Marriage Tournament!"
The scene quickly erupted into chaos!
No one would dare let their guard down in the face of such a notorious villain from Douluo Continent.
Besides, the area was now packed with the young masters of various sects and the heirs of many powerful families.
What were they supposed to think, seeing the Ghost Emperor appear here?
So Luo Feng, the first to spot him, instead earned everyone's trust.
After all, the brat was wearing a contestant's uniform.
"Anyone below Soul Douluo, get out of here! Watch out for your flesh and blood!"
Luo Feng's shout rang out, infused with powerful Soul Power.
The Preliminary Square, already gripped by extreme panic, instantly found someone to rally behind.
The young talents present—whether the pampered young masters of prestigious families or the proud saintesses of great sects—now looked at the young man standing before the towering steel mech with nothing but pure awe and gratitude in their eyes!
At this critical moment, with Evil Soul Masters running rampant and human lives worth less than grass, Luo Feng had not only seen through the Ghost Emperor's disguise at a glance.
He had also stepped forward, placing himself between the threat and everyone else.
Such courage, such audacity, instantly won over every person there!
"Thank you for your righteous intervention, young master! The Tianhai Family will never forget your kindness!"
"Young master, you're mighty indeed! Everyone, retreat! Don't hold him and the seniors back!"
"Young master, you're the big brother of the next generation across the entire continent!
If we survive this ordeal, we'll follow your lead!"
Enthusiastic shouts erupted from the crowd.
The sect elders in charge of leading their groups also cupped their hands in salute.
In perfect unison, they escorted their juniors toward the edge of the square, retreating as fast as they could.
Without reservation, they left the heart of the battlefield to this mysterious "big brother."
Luo Feng's lips curled into a satisfied smile as he climbed into the spacious cockpit of the Vanguard Titan.
"BT, we've set the stage!"
"Time to reap the harvest!"
As the cockpit's heavy armor clamped shut with a hiss of steam, a low growl—like an ancient beast waking from slumber—rumbled through the Vanguard Titan's massive frame.
[Command confirmed, Ironclad!]
[Antimatter restraint field at full output! Neural synchronization: 100%!]
[Target locked: Level 99 peak evil life-form—Ghost Emperor.
All weapons arrays are warmed up and ready to execute termination procedures!]
In the center of the square, the Ghost Emperor watched the Soul Masters around him treat Luo Feng like a god.
His withered, grotesque face twisted beyond recognition.
He, the Holy Spirit Cult's supreme being, had become a stepping stone for some nameless brat to build his reputation?!
"Ke ke ke... What a fine big brother!
You think you can climb to the top over my corpse? With that hunk of scrap metal?!"
The Ghost Emperor laughed in furious disbelief. The refined aristocratic suit he wore was torn to shreds by a violent surge of evil Soul Power.
Beneath it, his horrifying true form was revealed: gaunt as a skeleton, his body mottled with corpse spots.
"Ninth Soul Skill!"
The Ghost Emperor frantically burned through the evil Soul Power within him.
Tens of thousands of skulls, radiating an aura of utmost malice, poured from his seven orifices.
They became a ghastly green sea of blood that blotted out the sky, its terrifying corrosive power threatening to engulf the Vanguard Titan and every Soul Master who had yet to escape!
"Parlor tricks like that? You dare show them off in front of modern heavy industry?"
Luo Feng sneered and slammed his thumb down on a blue button on the control panel.
[Activate Wide-Area Plasma Shield!]
"Vmmm!"
A Youlan barrier of energy, patterned in perfect hexagonal honeycomb cells, burst open around the Vanguard Titan.
Like an enormous upside-down bowl, it shielded the hundreds of Soul Masters behind it.
The flying vengeful spirits and sea of corpses struck the plasma shield and burst into shrill screams, like moths flying into a flame.
In the next instant, the heat of tens of thousands of degrees vaporized them into nothingness.
Not even a wisp of poison gas got through!
"This... this is impossible!"
The Ghost Emperor's cloudy old eyes widened in utter disbelief.
Even a Level 98 Super Douluo of the same rank wouldn't dare face his proudest Ninth Soul Skill head-on.
And yet it couldn't even break through a glowing film around his opponent?!
"Is that your trump card? Pathetic, old man."
Luo Feng's thunderous taunt boomed from the mech's loudspeakers.
"BT, show him what we're made of. Secondary weapons bay—saturate the area!"
[Understood! Shoulder Micro-Homing Missile Hive activated!]
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!"
Amid a barrage of ear-piercing whistles, more than a hundred high-explosive missiles streaked forth, trailing scorching flames.
Like a meteor shower flying backward, they hurtled toward the Ghost Emperor from every direction!
"Rumble!"
A chain of violent explosions thundered across the center of the square. Blinding flames lit up half the sky over Ming Capital.
"Ahhhhh! You maniac! You shameless lunatic!"
The Ghost Emperor let out a bloodcurdling scream from within the smoke.
He had barely managed to shield his vital organs with a white bone shield, but the terrible physical shock wave still blew off his left arm.
Half his body was left a bloody mess.
Only now did the Ghost Emperor finally come to his senses: he couldn't win!
The brat sitting inside that Iron Shell was an even more terrifying monster than the Underworld Emperor!
"Where there's life, there's hope! Blood Escape Technique!"
At death's door, the Ghost Emperor resolutely detonated the tens of thousands of vengeful spirits left inside him.
His body transformed into a tightly condensed mass of ghostly green flames, forcibly tearing through the shock waves of the surrounding explosions.
He didn't even dare leave behind a last threat. He fled straight toward the wilderness outside Ming Capital as fast as he could!
"Trying to run? Did you ask my mech first?"
Watching the green dot race across the radar, a savage excitement flashed in Luo Feng's eyes.
"BT! Push the Space Curvature Engine to maximum overload! Chase him down and chop him into a human stick!"
[Command confirmed! Curvature engine activated! Anti-Gravity Thruster at full capacity!]
"Boom!!!"
All eight main thrusters on the Vanguard Titan's back fired at once, spewing blue plasma trails dozens of meters long.
The massive steel frame rocketed into the sky under the terrifying thrust.
It blasted a crater ten meters deep into the ground where it had stood!
In less than a second, the Vanguard Titan broke through the sound barrier.
A ring of white vapor clouds burst visibly around it in midair.
It became a dark golden streak of destruction, locking onto the Ghost Emperor's escape route!
[Ironclad, the target is within optimal range. Use the main weapon to terminate?]
"Kill him with the main cannon? That'd be giving him too much credit!"
Luo Feng sat in the cockpit, working the controls like a cat toying with a mouse.
"For a rat who only knows how to ambush people from the sewers, you have to break him down bit by bit."
"Switch to a Level 8 Soul Guidance Ray. Break his legs first!"
[Executing command!]
"Zzzzt!"
The plasma beam cannon on the Vanguard Titan's right arm instantly finished charging.
A concentrated crimson beam, only as thick as a thigh, flashed across several thousand meters of open space.
It swept precisely across the lower half of the green ghostly flames!
"Damn you, brat!"