Bi Ji's Fury

Following that aura, Chen Ping'an pursued it all the way to Sunset Forest.

"Oh? It actually stopped here."

After entering the deepest part of Sunset Forest, that aura came to a halt.

"I didn't expect it to flee into Dugu Bo's territory. Could that person be connected to Dugu Bo?"

After locking onto the person's location, Chen Ping'an immediately summoned his martial soul, the Immortal Slaying Sword.

"First Soul Skill—Sword Dance in the Sky!"

Having locked onto the person, Chen Ping'an immediately unleashed his First Soul Skill.

He slashed toward him with lightning speed.

A terrifying aura bore down like Mount Tai crushing overhead.

A streak of purple sword light flashed past, and the space in its path seemed as though it were about to be torn apart.

Yet, astonishingly, just as the sword light was about to strike its target, it seemed to hit an invisible wall and instantly dissipated.

Chen Ping'an was startled. He had never encountered such a situation before. Before he could think further, countless streams of black energy suddenly surged up around him, forming a massive vortex that tightly encircled him.

"To shift positions to this extent? Interesting."

Chen Ping'an sent Bi Ji out of the vortex and stretched his limbs again. He intended to test this mysterious powerhouse for himself.

"Break!"

Chen Ping'an swung his sword, directly cleaving open the black vortex.

As he broke through the black vortex, Chen Ping'an discovered that he had been moved to another location.

Beside him was a ravine that his own sword energy had just carved out.

"Kid, you really make me curious. What exactly is your martial soul?"

Chen Ping'an let out a sinister chuckle, and with a flash of his body, appeared directly before the man.

"You're very strong. I'm no match for you. As long as you let me go, I'll give this soul beast to you."

The black-clad powerhouse had intended to flee with the soul beast.

But he discovered that Chen Ping'an was even faster, appearing before him in an instant.

"Since you know I'm strong, you have no room to bargain. Of course, I can give you two choices: die now, or defeat me, and I'll spare your life."

The black-clad powerhouse was stunned upon hearing Chen Ping'an's words.

From that sword strike alone, he had sensed Chen Ping'an's terrifying strength. Defeating Chen Ping'an was completely impossible.

"My lord, you must be joking. No matter which choice I make, it's a dead end. I know you pursued me for this soul beast. If you refuse to let me go, I'll die together with this soul beast."

The black-clad powerhouse placed his hand on the Emerald Swan's head. With just a little force, he could crush the Emerald Swan's skull.

"I said it already. You have no room to bargain."

The moment he finished speaking, an invisible pressure rendered him unable to move. The hand that had been about to crush the Emerald Swan's head instantly stiffened.

Chen Ping'an slowly walked over. "Not to mention a mere Rank 95 like you—even a Rank 99 wouldn't dare speak so arrogantly before me."

The black-clad powerhouse could only watch helplessly as Chen Ping'an took the Emerald Swan away.

Bi Ji was overjoyed when she received the Emerald Swan back.

"Fine. As long as you can defeat me, you'll have a chance to live."

Chen Ping'an was also curious about what this person's martial soul actually was.

"Seventh Soul Skill—Black Hole True Body!"

A mass of black energy appeared behind the black-clad powerhouse.

Affected by that black energy, the surrounding space became somewhat distorted.

"I didn't expect your Martial Soul Avatar to contain a trace of spatial power. How marvelous."

Chen Ping'an carefully examined his martial soul. "With such a peculiar martial soul and the strength of Rank 95, you actually stoop to petty thievery. What an oddity."

"Cut the nonsense!"

Nine soul rings slowly rose beneath the black-clad powerhouse's feet.

Two yellow, two purple, and five black—a very ordinary configuration.

"Sixth Soul Skill—Devour!"

After the black-clad powerhouse unleashed his soul skill, the entire sky darkened. A massive black hole appeared above him, radiating a powerful suction force.

Chen Ping'an stood within it, yet was utterly unaffected.

"Interesting, but still not enough." Chen Ping'an waved the Immortal Slaying Sword, and a dazzling streak of sword light shot straight toward the black hole.

The two collided, producing violent energy fluctuations. The black hole gradually became unstable and was on the verge of collapse.

"Is this your limit?" Chen Ping'an asked blandly.

The black-clad powerhouse's expression changed drastically. He desperately tried to maintain the black hole, but it was already futile.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly suffering backlash.

Chen Ping'an smiled. "With your strength, even ordinary Rank 96 Titled Douluo might not be your match. Unfortunately, you've gone down the wrong path."

"Eighth Soul Skill—Void Shatter!"

The black-clad powerhouse shouted and unleashed his strongest soul skill.

At once, the entire space began to tremble, as though it were about to be torn apart.

Chen Ping'an's gaze sharpened, and the Immortal Slaying Sword in his hand shone brilliantly. Rather than retreating, he advanced, charging directly into the void.

"Trivial trick."

The Immortal Slaying Sword swung fiercely, and a massive wave of sword light swept out, colliding with the power of Void Shatter.

A world-shaking boom rang out from within the void, and the black-clad powerhouse's soul skill was forcibly interrupted.

Severely injured, the black-clad powerhouse flew far backward before crashing heavily onto the ground.

"You... who exactly are you?" The black-clad powerhouse struggled to raise his head and looked at Chen Ping'an, his eyes filled with terror and confusion.

This Eighth Soul Skill was his strongest offensive soul skill, yet Chen Ping'an had easily broken it without even using a soul skill of his own.

Chen Ping'an walked toward him step by step, looking down at him like a deity descending upon the mortal world.

"Could you be... a Peerless Douluo?!"

The only possibility he could think of was a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo. Only such powerhouses could achieve something like this.

"Sorry, I'm only Rank 90."

"Second Soul Skill—Sword Shadow Diffraction!"

The Immortal Slaying Sword in Chen Ping'an's hand instantly transformed into several sword shadows, attacking the black-clad powerhouse like a raging storm.

The black-clad powerhouse's eyes widened as he hurriedly retreated several steps.

"Ninth Soul Skill—Soul Shield!"

Several sword shadows easily broke through the Soul Shield and pierced the black-clad powerhouse's body.

He screamed and collapsed to the ground, blood staining the earth red.

This Ninth Soul Skill was his strongest life-saving method, yet it could not even last a second.

Just then, Bi Ji also arrived.

And she was radiating killing intent.

Especially after learning of the Emerald Swan's ordeal, she had lost all reason, leaving only killing intent behind.

"Die!"

Bi Ji stomped on his head.

Killing him instantly.

Even after killing the black-clad powerhouse, Bi Ji was still not satisfied and delivered several more kicks.

"Enough. He's already completely dead."

Chen Ping'an patted Bi Ji's shoulder, then collected the three soul bones from the powerhouse.

Two were thirty-thousand-year soul bones, and one was a fifty-thousand-year soul bone.

With this configuration and such a peculiar martial soul, if he had joined a sect and received proper training, he could have reached Rank 97 or even Rank 98.

Chen Ping'an sighed and left with Bi Ji.

But just as they were about to leave, green mist began to spread through the surroundings.