Hypnotic Eye Reappears! Unmoving Vajra Body Drools on the Spot! Reduced to an Idiot!

However.

Faced with the pressure of a seven-ringed Soul Sage, enough to make an ordinary Soul King kneel and beg for mercy,

Lin Wu did not even pause for half a step.

He dusted off his clothes and raised his head slightly. In those ink-black eyes was the amused, teasing look of someone watching a circus clown perform.

"A seven-ringed Soul Sage? Unmoving Vajra?"

The corners of Lin Wu's lips lifted as he chuckled, his calm tone sending chills down everyone's spine.

"Your pressure... isn't even as loud as that stray dog barking at the village entrance earlier."

"What did you say?!"

Zhao Wuji's already dark and ugly face instantly turned livid.

He had roamed the Soul Master world for years. Back then, even when sixteen Soul Sages of the same rank from Spirit Hall had besieged him, he had still carved out a bloody path, earning himself the fearsome title of "Unmoving Vajra."

When had he ever suffered such humiliation from some snot-nosed brat?

Not even as loud as a stray dog?

"Good! What a sharp-tongued little bastard!"

Zhao Wuji laughed in extreme anger, his chest heaving violently as the first and second yellow hundred-year soul rings beneath his feet suddenly lit up with dazzling golden light!

"Unmoving Vajra Body!"

"Great Strength Vajra Palm!"

Boom!

With two roars, Zhao Wuji's already tower-like body swelled another size.

The skin all over his body instantly turned bronze, like cast brass, radiating the heavy metallic texture of something indestructible.

He raised a bear paw the size of a door panel and brought it crashing down toward Lin Wu's head, carrying a violent howl that tore through the air!

Forget flesh and blood—even a small mountain made entirely of granite would have been smashed into rubble by this strike!

"Master, be careful!"

Though Tang Sanniang had blind faith in Lin Wu,

when she saw this terrifying, serious strike from a level seventy-six Soul Sage,

her pretty face still paled, and she instinctively wanted to step forward and block the blow for her master.

"Xiao San, stand back."

Lin Wu casually raised a hand and gently pulled the anxious Tang Sanniang behind him.

Facing the golden bear paw that arrived in the blink of an eye amid a fierce gale, Lin Wu did not even intend to dodge.

He merely slowly raised his head. Within his deep black eyes, a mysterious golden-pink divine glow suddenly blossomed!

A sudden change occurred!

Two incomparably profound golden-pink vortices began spinning furiously in the depths of Lin Wu's pupils!

[Second Soul Skill · Charm]

In other words, the Love God Inheritance's Hypnotic Eye!

It was the supreme spiritual authority of a god, absolute control over the souls and desires of all sentient beings!

Although Lin Wu's soul power was currently only at the Soul King level, before the dimensional suppression of the Love God's divine spark and divine consciousness,

forget a mere crude level seventy-six Soul Sage—even an ordinary Titled Douluo

would suffer badly on the spot without an ultimate spiritual-defense soul bone or a sacred martial soul!

Zhao Wuji, who had been overflowing with murderous intent and imposing momentum, felt as though he had been struck by lightning the instant he met Lin Wu's golden-pink vortex-like eyes!

"Th-This... what is this?!"

Zhao Wuji felt a deafening boom in the depths of his mind, as though a massive hammer had directly punched through his spiritual sea!

The world before his eyes instantly twisted and collapsed.

Shrek Academy, that arrogant brat—everything vanished in an instant.

In their place came an overwhelming pink mist.

And countless slender, delicate jade hands stretching from the void, tightly entangling his soul and dragging it into a bottomless abyss of desire!

"No... no! My soul power! My spirit!"

Zhao Wuji roared wildly within his spiritual sea, trying to break free with the immense soul power of a Soul Sage.

But those golden-pink vortices were like bottomless pits, frantically tearing apart and devouring his spiritual power!

To the outsiders,

the "Unmoving Vajra" Zhao Wuji, who had been as ferocious as a primordial beast just a second ago,

strangely stopped the moment he came within half a meter of Lin Wu.

The enormous palm aimed at Lin Wu's head stiffly froze in midair.

The bloodthirsty, vicious light in Zhao Wuji's bell-sized eyes instantly faded.

Replacing it was deathly silence and emptiness, with even a faint trace of comical idiocy.

"Heh... hehe... pretty... so white..."

Drool instantly streamed from Zhao Wuji's mouth as he stood there blankly, his eyes vacant.

The bronze-gold light of his previously violent and dazzling Unmoving Vajra Body flickered violently like a broken lightbulb with insufficient voltage.

Bright one moment, dim the next.

Then, under the dumbfounded gazes of everyone present,

this Unmoving Vajra, whose name shook the Soul Master world, suddenly became like a drunken, insane fool.

He rolled about on the ground, wildly flailing his two bear paws through the air without any pattern, throwing an absurdly comical set of "turtle punches"!

"Ha! I'll beat you to death! Behold my invincible turtle punches!"

"Hehe... don't run, little lady..."

Zhao Wuji foolishly laughed as he swung his turtle punches, dancing and gesturing at the air.

From time to time, he also blurted out nonsense so outrageous it shattered everyone's sense of decency.

This incomparably bizarre scene instantly plunged the atmosphere on Shrek's open grounds to freezing point!

In the distance, Ning Rongrong clapped her small hands over her mouth, her beautiful eyes wide and round as she stood petrified in place.

A dignified level seventy-six Soul Sage... though he was just a small fry before Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Gu,

the Seven Treasure lineage could at most produce Soul Sages. That might well be the greatest height she could ever reach in the future!

And yet, after merely looking at the other party, he had become a fool drooling while throwing turtle punches?!

Beside her, Zhu Zhuqing, dressed in black, had her breath catch as her long legs tensed tightly.

Her gaze toward Lin Wu was filled with awe and terror toward the unknown.

A spiritual ability!

And one terrifying enough to instantly shatter the soul defenses of a level seventy Soul Sage!

Just how many trump cards was this youth hiding?!

As for Tang Hao atop the tree, he nearly tore out his own beard in one pull!

"A spiritual attack? No... this is spiritual control!"

Tang Hao sucked in a cold breath, the muscles on his face twitching violently.

He had seen it clearly. Lin Wu had not produced even the slightest fluctuation of soul power just now.

Relying purely on those strange eyes, he had forcibly dragged Zhao Wuji's soul into an illusion!

What enormous secret is this boy hiding?

This definitely isn't an ordinary self-created soul skill. Could it be some exceptionally rare wisdom-type head soul bone? Or perhaps...

The more Tang Hao thought about it, the more alarmed he became. His original plan to step in and save Lin Wu after Zhao Wuji taught him a lesson had now completely evaporated.

Save him?

Save what?

That brute of a bear, Zhao Wuji, had not even lasted half a second before Lin Wu. He had been directly reduced to an idiot!

"Xiao San..."

Tang Hao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead atop the tree. Looking at his own daughter circling around Lin Wu below, his expression became incomparably complicated.