Sun Moon Change Hands, Ten-Year Finale (II)

"Cough... cough cough... cough..." Ye Xishui's black robe was blasted to shreds by the Title Douluo's Blood Explosion Art, revealing her fair skin and close-fitting soft armor. The hand that had been holding the Title Douluo's head was also blown to pieces, with the white bone clearly visible beneath the rotten flesh. She coughed up small mouthfuls of blood, and her cold gaze still held a hint of disbelief. "Faceless Men..."

A Soul King- level Evil Spirit Master using Corpse Explosion Technique was able to kill Soul King Yao Haoxuan, one of the Shrek Battle Team Shrek Battle Team's main members, in a non-face-to-face situation; leave Chen Zifeng, another Soul King and a main member of the Shrek Academy Shrek Battle Team, with a lifelong disability; poison Gongyang Mo, another Soul King and a main member of the Shrek Academy team, and cause a large-scale infection; Dai Yueheng, Ma Xiaotao, Ling Luochen, and Xi Xi were all seriously injured. The Blood Explosion Art, which weakened the toxicity but enhanced the explosive power, when used face-to-face by an Evil Spirit Master at the Title Douluo level, was no less powerful than taking Level 9 Soul Tool Bomb face-to-face!

Ye Xishui, who only took the head, was injured in one arm by the explosion. Zhongli Wu, who was clutching his heart, was literally subjected to the explosion of a Title Douluo's body and was severely injured!

Kong Deming sensed that the situation was not good.

Fortunately, they were quite far apart.

He quickly activated the Silver Moon Divine Light Shroud.

That's how they escaped disaster.

But it was precisely because of this that he was fortunate enough to witness the incredible whole process firsthand!

"Void!" The other Title Douluo, also replaced by the Faceless Men, pulled out a crystal scroll from his pocket the instant his companion attacked, crushed it, and entered a state of Void the moment his companion's heart was ripped out by Zhongli Wu and his head by Ye Xishui. He not only became immune to all the damage from his companion's explosion, but also leaped forward, ending his own Void the instant the explosion ceased. His body radiated the same crimson light as he lunged towards the heavily injured Zhongli Wu: "Zhongli Wu... don't run! Prepare to die, and we'll split the credit!"

"You motherfucker..." Zhongli Wu was still dazed from the previous madman's attack. Seeing another reckless madman, especially a Title Douluo, he was so frightened that he rolled off the ground and scrambled to his feet. He activated his Martial Soul and, despite his terror, cried out, "Elder Long, save me..."

Boom!!!

Amidst the countless surging evil spirits.

This titled Douluo chose to self-destruct.

Long Xiaoyao did not go to save Zhongli Wu.

Instead, he flashed to the front of Ye Xishui, Dark Holy Dragon roared to the sky, activating its Martial Soul Avatar to block the self-destruction of this Evil Spirit Master.

The second Blood Explosion Art only ended when the crimson shockwave spread out like a blade, cutting through all the buildings within a ten-mile radius with the gale.

"A bunch of lunatics..." Kong Deming, enveloped in the Silver Moon Divine Light Shroud, twitched at the corner of his eye. Two Title Douluo- level Evil Spirit Master had used Blood Explosion Art to drag a Level 98 Evil Spirit Master down to hell with them. Although they failed, he simply couldn't understand the madness of these Evil Spirit Master, especially the one whose head had been removed earlier. He couldn't imagine what kind of strong will that evil Evil Spirit Master Evil Spirit Master possessed to be able to activate Blood Explosion Art the instant he lost consciousness, instead of just having a blur of flashing visions like the others. "No wonder they're called Evil Spirit Master, they're truly evil, truly ruthless..."

"Damn it... damn it..." A semi-transparent black soul crawled out of the ruins. Its distorted appearance made it vaguely recognizable as Zhongli Wu's soul, which had survived under the protection of its Martial Soul: "Who... who exactly bewitched them... I will kill him... I swear I will kill him!"

"Then you don't need to swear anymore..." A clean, slender hand pressed down on the translucent, raging, black soul. Before Zhongli Wu could react, the hand gripped his soul like a jelly. Before his consciousness was stripped away, he only heard four words: "Ju Ling Qian Jiang!"

Black gas enveloped Zhongli Wu's soul.

And he Zhongli Wu's soul into a puppet.

It will be stored forever in Ye Qingcang's Gate of Babylon.

A Level 98 titled Douluo died silently in this way.

The meaning behind it made Kong Deming tremble all over.

"I don't want to commit more killings." Ye Qingcang seemed unaware that he was surrounded by two Limit Douluo, one Super Douluo, and eight Rank 9 Soul Tool Master. He was holding a bracelet of the Nine Sons of the Dragon, his index finger and thumb pushing a miniature jade bead with the head of one of the Nine Sons of the Dragon inwards, from Qiu Niu to Chi Wen, back and forth. "You have one chance to change your stance. Will you choose to submit to me and obey my friend Ju Zi, or will you choose to refuse to submit to me and foolishly, yet sacredly, run towards death for your faith..."

"Since that's the case, then there's nothing more to say!" Kong Deming was loyal to the royal family, and even had one-quarter royal blood in him. Anyone could betray the Sun Moon Empire, but he was the only one who couldn't. He brandished the Silver Moon Divine Light Shroud in his hand, preparing to attack. "Silver Yue Shen..."

"Alright, alright, stop with the Silver Moon Divine Light Wave." If it were facing Kong Deming, a level 95 player with Level 10 Soul Tool, Ye Qingcang would have had to put in some effort to defeat him. But against Kong Deming now, he was truly his natural counter—no, he was the natural counter to all Soul Tool Master. With a wave of his hand, the Silver Moon Divine Light Shroud shattered into dust before Kong Deming's bewildered eyes. "Unfortunately, I can't cooperate with your performance..."

"Teacher!" Xuan Ziwen roared, his voice filled with anguish, as he watched Kong Deming being Ye Qingcang. It was precisely because of this cry that Kong Deming, whose Soul Power was sealed, was spared being strangled to death. Ye Qingcang vaguely remembered this supporting character as Huo Yuhao and Ju Zi's teacher. "You must be Xuan Ziwen, right?"

"Uh... it's me?" Xuan Ziwen thought he was about to receive a fatal blow, but instead, he was met with such a nonsensical question. He subconsciously recalled what the other person had just said, his mind buzzing. "You just said that Ju Zi is your friend?"

"Anyway, I've always considered her a friend."

"Whether she admits it or not is her business."

"Besides, many titles are just titles."

"It's like you'd ask your roommate's dad to bring you breakfast just for a bite to eat... It seems like there's no such thing in this world."

"It's not important anyway."

Ye Qingcang waved Kong Deming in his hand, offering him a second option. "Considering that your disciple's disciple is my friend, I'll give you a better deal: if you're willing to surrender, I'll allow those in the Sun Moon Imperial Family who genuinely want to surrender to live; don't be ungrateful, surrendering to a God Trial Taker isn't beneath your dignity. If you can truly serve me, even making the Gods of this Divine Realm kneel at your feet isn't impossible, but it all depends on your choice..."