Let Me See Whether You Dark Four Heavenly Kings Are Worthy

Seeing these Evil Soul Masters, Guan Yue was slightly surprised. So many had come. If he had known, he would have brought more people.

Guan Yue did not waste a single word. With a flick of his right hand, the Sky-Piercing Spear was already in his grasp. Its tip gleamed with a cold light under the flames.

"Ghost Emperor, die!" The spear tip pointed straight at Ghost Emperor, and the two instantly clashed. Terrifying shockwaves shot visibly in every direction.

Zang Xin moved almost at the same time. Sentimental Sword flashed from its sheath as he stepped on sparks that had yet to fall, his figure elusive as a fallen leaf swept along by the wind as he drifted toward Dark Blood Demon.

"Dark Blood Demon, die!" Zang Xin held his sword across his chest, a faint smile in his voice. "I wonder if you can break free from my control!"

Dark Blood Demon did not reply. The Karmic Fire on his body had yet to be extinguished, and agony wracked his entire body.

He threw out his arms, and dark-red energy surged from within him, forcibly suppressing the Karmic Fire. The blood mist condensed into sharp claws in his hands.

Yin Hongye did not look toward Guan Yue and Zang Xin's battle. His gaze locked onto one person: Dark Hummingbird, a middle-aged man.

A rank ninety-eight Titled Douluo, with the Bee-Tail Sting Martial Soul.

Yin Hongye held his flaming sword. "You're the only Super Douluo left."

"Let me see whether you, one of the Dark Four Heavenly Kings, are worthy."

Before his words had even faded, a red light suddenly lit up between his brows.

The light was pure, like an illuminated star.

The instant the red light exploded, the roar of clashing metal rang out through the void.

Armor formed from his chest and spread toward his limbs. The breastplate was blazing red, its surface flowing with gilded patterns.

The gilded patterns slowly drifted across the armor like lava, each flicker of light carrying a scorching wave of heat.

The Battle Armor was based in blazing red, with exquisite gilded patterns inlaid across the chest armor, shoulder guards, waist guard, and leg guards. The collision of red and gold was magnificent yet brimming with murderous might.

The instant the armor covered him, Yin Hongye's entire aura changed.

Like a sharp sword that had once been hidden in its sheath, now drawn.

Beyond the Heavenly Screen, within Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu's eyes suddenly widened.

Across the Heavenly Screen, across twenty thousand years of time, he clearly sensed that oppressive force in that instant—the power was at the level of a Limit Douluo. No, it was even higher.

He could not see through the essence of that armor, just as he could not see through the depths of that young man.

Are these people from twenty thousand years in the future? It seems everyone has this kind of armor.

He looked at Dark Hummingbird. The other man also seemed to be wearing a set, but it simply did not feel as handsome and magnificent as Yin Hongye's.

But Qian Daoliu quickly remembered the most important matter: Fallen Soul Masters. So many Fallen Soul Masters at the Titled Douluo level—did people of this later era not clean up their trash? Where were his so-called Angel Descendants?!

He had originally been powerless to do anything about his granddaughter going twenty thousand years into the future, but now he could not help worrying for her safety. How was she supposed to face the threat of a Limit Douluo when she was alone?

On Sea God Island, Bo Saixi stood atop the sacred pillar, the sea wind making her robes snap loudly. Even her eyes, which had witnessed countless raging storms, flashed with barely concealed shock.

"Is this twenty thousand years in the future? Can a Super Douluo wield the power of a Limit Douluo?"

Meanwhile, Yin Hongye had already made his move.

What he used was not a sword, but a spear.

The long spear had appeared in his left hand at some point. Flames erupted from its tip, transforming into a fiery dragon that swept toward Dark Hummingbird's face.

Dark Hummingbird twisted aside to evade. Bee-Tail Stings sprang from his fingertips, the purple-black needles silently stabbing toward Yin Hongye's throat as he sought to win with speed.

But Yin Hongye already had a sword in his right hand. The blade swept sideways with a clang, knocking aside the Bee-Tail Stings as sparks flew.

At the same time, the spear in his left hand left his grip and spun after Dark Hummingbird's retreat. With a turn of his right wrist, another sword appeared, and the twin swords slashed out two overlapping arcs of fire.

Dark Hummingbird abruptly shot upward, trying to widen the distance. Yin Hongye did not pursue directly. With a flick of his right hand, a Golden Brick flew out from his body.

It was a genuine Golden Brick, except it had been forged through Heavenly Forging—the strongest gold on the Douluo Continent, without equal.

The Golden Brick had sharp, distinct edges and gleamed in the firelight as it viciously smashed into Dark Hummingbird's forehead.

No one had expected that.

Dark Hummingbird least of all. He had never expected someone to be so extravagant as to forge gold for use. The Golden Brick struck the bridge of his nose with a dull thud, snapping his head back as his body wavered in midair for an instant.

Before he could steady himself, Yin Hongye had already switched weapons. The twin swords had been put away at some point, replaced by a firearm.

Dark Hummingbird was enraged by this string of utterly unstructured weapon changes.

He stopped holding back. The Bee-Tail Stings' attack speed abruptly rose by another level, the thin needles pouring toward Yin Hongye like a torrential downpour. Every strike targeted a vital point, fifty percent faster than before.

With a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo going all out, his attacks were so dense they nearly formed a net.

At the same time, the three Titled Douluo in the darkness finally stopped watching. Three figures lunged out simultaneously from different directions.

On the left, Blood Infant Douluo was as small as a child, his skin an eerie bluish-purple. A mass of blood-red light constantly squirmed and wailed around him, and its crying made ordinary people's blood and qi surge the moment they heard it; on the right, Netherworld Lightning Douluo was tall and gaunt, black arcs of lightning coiling around him as the smell of burnt ozone filled the air; directly behind Yin Hongye, Skeleton King Douluo's Martial Soul was a Skeleton King.

The four surrounded him. From front, back, left, and right, four directions and four killing moves descended at once.

Yin Hongye did not retreat. A layer of red light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the Soul Rings beneath his feet lit up.

Red light exploded, and flames soared into the sky.

His figure swayed within the flames. Then, a figure with three heads and eight arms emerged from the fire.

The three heads faced three different directions. Every face bore Yin Hongye's features, and every pair of eyes glowed with the same red light. Each of the eight arms held a weapon—twin swords, a long spear, a firearm, a Golden Brick, a Golden Ring...

In this form, the red-and-gold armor stretched even wider around him, making him resemble a war god who had stepped out of an ancient myth.

The killing intent soaring into the heavens could no longer be suppressed.

Even Ghost Emperor could not help being startled, thinking that he had somehow gained another ally. Such heavy killing intent.

When he turned to look, why was it Yin Hongye? He was not an Evil Soul Master, yet he possessed such profound insight into slaughter. It was truly a pity that he was not an Evil Soul Master.

If he became an Evil Soul Master, he might even have a shot at becoming a Titled Douluo at twelve.

But upon thinking carefully, he realized something was wrong. When Yin Hongye killed, he did not leave behind any vengeful spirits. He killed cleanly, so thoroughly that not even souls could remain.

He had better not join the Holy Spirit Cult. The Holy Spirit Cult was not suited to his development.

The viewers beyond the Heavenly Screen collectively fell silent at that moment.

The figure standing in the center of the encirclement by four Titled Douluo had become even more powerful.

And at that moment, Ghost Emperor understood clearly that Yin Hongye's strength had reached the peak of the Demigod realm.

Even Dark Blood Demon would have to contend with him for a long time.