A Dragon's Roar Wipes Out Evil Soul Masters [Seeking Reads!]

This was the first time Tang Wulin had ever seen a dead body, let alone one in such a wretched state, and the sight dealt him a significant shock.

"Oh? I didn't expect a little fledgling, out blacksmithing at such a young age. But the younger they are, the sweeter their blood must taste!" The Wolf Soul Emperor tossed the corpse aside, strode toward Tang Wulin, and reached out his right hand, intending to snap the boy's neck.

Tang Wulin instinctively raised his right hand, the Golden Dragon Claw manifesting instantly as he punched toward the man's hand.

"Bang—"

Tang Wulin's body was sent flying backward, slamming into the wall of the forging room before sliding to the floor.

"Cough—cough—"

Several mouthfuls of blood surged from his mouth; clearly, the collision had already damaged his internal organs.

The gap in their cultivation was simply too vast; Tang Wulin was no match for his opponent at all.

"Ah! Hiss—"

However, the Wolf Soul Emperor was not faring well either, his right hand twisted at an unnatural angle.

"Ha—ha—huff—"

The Wolf Soul Emperor panted heavily, his body twitching from the intense pain in his arm, yet his eyes remained blood-red.

How could his strength be so great? But it doesn't matter; that just makes him taste better.

He roared and lunged at Tang Wulin.

"Little thing, I originally wanted to give you a quick death, but now, I'm going to suck your blood dry, bit by bit, while you're still alive!"

Tang Wulin no longer had the strength to resist, and his vision began to blur, leaving him only able to watch as the figure before him grew vaguely larger in his sight.

Is this really where it ends?

Dad, Mom, Master, Na'er...

Just then, a blue-gold trident pattern suddenly appeared on Tang Wulin's forehead.

"What?!" Before the Wolf Soul Emperor could react, a phantom trident pierced through his chest.

The golden Sea God's Light flickered, melting the Evil Soul Master's body away bit by bit.

Tang San withdrew the trident from his hand and turned to look at the unconscious Tang Wulin.

"Damn it!" His handsome face was now somewhat ferocious. "My divine consciousness avatar hasn't even awakened yet, so how could Wulin have already broken one of the Golden Dragon King's seals?"

He felt that things were slipping out of his control, and to make matters worse, he had wasted a precious opportunity to intervene just for an Evil Soul Master at the Soul Emperor level!

"Hmph! How exactly are they doing their jobs?" Tang San cursed in a low voice.

He had specifically left his father Tang Hao, his mother A Yin, as well as Da Ming and Er Ming on the Douluo Continent to look after his son, yet this sort of incident had still occurred.

Hmph! Those two beasts; I knew soul beasts couldn't be trusted. Sooner or later, they'll ruin my grand plan! Tang San thought angrily, but he could not maintain this state for long. He had to quickly use his remaining power to set up a barrier for Tang Wulin to prevent him from encountering any further mishaps before help arrived.

It seems I must find a way to make him release my avatar soon... Tang San thought as he injected a strand of divine sense into the Golden Dragon King's seal.

In his design, the next time Tang Wulin entered his mental space and saw the Golden Dragon King's seal, he would be able to activate his divine consciousness avatar.

"For the sake of my ten-thousand-year plan, you will surely understand me, Wulin..."

Tang San's figure dissipated into points of light.

The commotion here had attracted quite a few people. Shortly after Tang San left, many Evil Soul Masters arrived, including Shi Qian.

"Ah~ what a fragrant scent."

"Indeed, just smelling this blood tells me how delicious he must be!"

The Evil Soul Masters chattered, but none dared to step forward, all looking toward Shi Qian instead.

This kid looks delicious, what if Elder takes a liking to him?

Shi Qian glanced at the unconscious Tang Wulin; with his cultivation, he could naturally tell that the boy was only a one-ring soul master.

"Heh heh heh, he's yours as a reward. As for the rest of you, hurry up and empty the warehouse where the special metals are hidden!" Shi Qian pointed randomly at one of the Evil Soul Masters and ordered.

"Yes!" The chosen Evil Soul Master was filled with excitement; his cultivation wasn't high, and he hadn't had a taste of blood yet today.

Although the other Evil Soul Masters were reluctant, they had no choice but to obey.

But just as that Evil Soul Master had taken a few steps, a sudden change occurred!

A large hole was blasted into the wall, and a golden meteor flashed past.

"Boom—"

A violent gust of wind hit them, and chunks of mangled flesh struck the Evil Soul Masters who hadn't yet dispersed, knocking them to the ground.

"Hmph! You lot have quite the nerve, daring to run wild on my turf."

As the dust settled, a tall, upright young man retracted his right fist. In front of him, there was no longer any sign of the Evil Soul Master who had approached.

Shi Qian narrowed his eyes, his old, deeply lined face looking like a ghastly mask.

"Who are you? How dare you come here to ruin my Holy Cult's grand plan?"

"Holy Cult?" Long Yuan brushed off his hem. "And here I was wondering who it was. So, it's just those rats from the Holy Spirit Cult hiding in the gutters."

"Arrogant! How dare you insult my Holy Cult like this! Today, I will refine your soul and let you wail in my Ten Thousand Soul Banner for eternity!"

That said, Shi Qian very "counsel-ly" shielded himself with the remaining cultists.

Because he was astonished to discover that he could not discern the cultivation level of the person before him, and being well-versed in the way of survival, he naturally would not be the first to charge.

"Ten Thousand Soul Banner?" Long Yuan glanced at the black banner in the opponent's hand, which was billowing with black mist; it really did seem somewhat like that infamous existence.

However, that was not the most important thing; what mattered was Tang Wulin.

Long Yuan looked back at the still-unconscious Tang Wulin. These Evil Soul Masters could not sense it, but he could clearly perceive the layer of golden light on his body that was invisible to the naked eye.

"Is this the Sea God's Light? Could it be that Tang San has already made a move?"

Long Yuan felt a secret joy in his heart. This was the best news he could have hoped for. Tang San's three chances to intervene were his greatest concern, and now that one had been used up, his heart—previously unhappy due to his good deed being interrupted—felt much better.

The remaining Evil Soul Masters groaned as they climbed up from the ground. They had naturally heard Shi Qian's order, but the sight of their companion's death was still fresh in their minds, making them afraid to act rashly.

"What are you standing there for? Attack! Or I will devour your souls!"

Compelled by Shi Qian's tyranny, the Evil Soul Masters had no choice but to bite the bullet and charge toward Long Yuan.

They released their long-range soul skills with practiced coordination.

In an instant, dozens of soul rings crowded together, many of them beginning to flash as various beams of light flew toward Long Yuan.

"A rabble of fools. No matter how many ants come, they are still just ants, destined to be crushed."

Six golden soul rings appeared behind Long Yuan.

"Roar—"

A resounding dragon roar echoed out. As the third soul ring lit up, Long Yuan's Dragon Might surged, sweeping through the space before him like a materialized sound wave. It swept everything back up, instantly annihilating the rain of dense, long-range soul skills.

Then, the bodies of those Evil Soul Masters actually exploded one by one under the dual assault of the Dragon Might and the dragon roar!

Even the two Evil Soul Masters at the Soul Douluo level were no exception.

Only Shi Qian, a Super Douluo, managed to struggle on by relying on his powerful spiritual cultivation.

But even so, thin beads of blood seeped from his ears.