A First Trial of Asura Power, Fear of Death, Shock!

Dai Chengfeng could hardly believe his eyes.

The names of the previous books had only felt vaguely familiar to him, but that one, "Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer"...

He knew it all too well!

The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer appeared on the surface to be nothing more than a forging technique that used continuous strikes, its purpose being to drive out impurities from metal.

But it was also a Self-Created Soul Skill.

And its origin was the Clear Sky Sect.

Its practical effect was to temporarily accumulate the force of each attack at a single point. Every hammer strike would be stronger than the last, until, after reaching the full eighty-one strikes, all that power was released in one breath.

As for the title of the last book...

Dai Chengfeng should have been even more excited. After all, the Great Sumeru Hammer was the Clear Sky Sect's secret technique, and paired with the profound art of Ring Detonation...

Calling it the most powerful Self-Created Soul Skill on Douluo Continent might have been a little too absolute.

But if one said it was one of them, then it absolutely deserved the title!

Only, Dai Chengfeng was somewhat puzzled. After all, the book was titled "Great Sumeru Hammer Technique *Record," so it clearly was not a soul skill, was it?

"But even so..."

"The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer is clearly a soul skill of the Clear Sky Sect. How could Father have it?"

With his doubts in mind, Dai Chengfeng stepped forward and took the tray from Shadow Three's hands.

"Move!"

Just then, Shadow Three looked at Dai Chengfeng, who was Close at Hand, and suddenly let out a thunderous shout.

Then he seized Dai Chengfeng's wrist. "Fourth Prince, forgive your servant's rudeness!"

"His Majesty is concerned for Your safety and specially ordered us here to escort You back to the palace."

As he spoke, the Shadow Kill Guards behind Shadow Three also charged forward at once, surrounding Dai Chengfeng completely.

Seeing this, Dai Chengfeng put the books on the tray into his ring while smiling at Shadow Three. "Escort?"

"Looks more like custody to me!"

As he spoke.

Dai Chengfeng turned to Zhu Fan. "Uncle, the wind's tight! Let's scram!"

Seeing that Dai Chengfeng still refused to give up and was still trying to run, Shadow Three looked confident. "Your Highness, I advise You to stop resisting."

"You're in my grasp now. Even if Commander Zhu Fan is a Soul Douluo, there's absolutely no way he can take You away. If you don't believe me, we can have a—"

"Is that so?"

However, before Shadow Three could finish speaking, the corners of Dai Chengfeng's mouth curved into a smile.

The next second.

A wisp of pitch-black, utterly pure Asura Power that even sunlight could not illuminate pointed from Dai Chengfeng's fingertip toward Shadow Three's arm.

Danger!!!

Danger!!!

Danger!!!

At that moment, every hair on Shadow Three's body stood on end. A chill ran down his spine, and an intense sense of danger assaulted his mind. It was the instinctive warning of a Soul Master toward peril, and even his soul seemed to tremble from it.

In that instant.

Without hesitation, he released Dai Chengfeng and retreated explosively, pulling back a full ten zhang.

When he landed, his face was deathly pale, and cold sweat rolled down like beans, soaking his clothes.

In that instant, he seemed to have truly and clearly felt that if he did not let go of this Fourth Prince, the shadow of death would instantly descend upon him.

Watching Shadow Three frantically retreat, his eyes filled with terror, Dai Chengfeng couldn't hide the smile at the corners of his mouth and nodded with extreme satisfaction.

As expected of Asura Power!

He could not help sighing inwardly, Even if it's only a wisp, even a Soul Emperor-level expert wouldn't dare touch it!

Just then.

A gale swept in, directly carrying Dai Chengfeng out of the encirclement.

"Sorry for the offense, Commander Shadow Three. Please tell my imperial father and mother on my behalf that I'll be careful."

"And if everything goes smoothly..."

"When I return, I'll bring back a Titled Douluo!"

By now, Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Fan's figures had already disappeared from the spot, leaving only Dai Chengfeng's voice echoing in the air.

And as he watched their departing backs vanish.

Shadow Three lowered his head and stared at his own hands in disbelief, his eyes still filled with lingering fear.

"What exactly did that Fourth Prince do just now?"

Thinking back to that feeling just now—his hair standing on end, his back turning cold, every cell in his body screaming danger...

"Gulp~"

Shadow Three swallowed instinctively, and a flicker of fear crossed his eyes again.

"Chief, why did you let the Fourth Prince go just now?"

Just then, a Shadow Kill Guard stepped forward and asked Shadow Three in confusion.

Shadow Three shook his head. "You don't need to know. I'll report this matter to His Majesty."

With that said...

Shadow Three could not help looking again in the direction where Dai Chengfeng had disappeared and sighed in amazement. "Fourth Prince, you truly make this subject curious!"

"Just what kind of soul skill was that..."

"That could cross so many levels and make even a Soul Emperor like me feel such a deathly threat deep in my bones?"

After quite a while, Shadow Three calmed down a little and shook his head.

He recalled the order His Majesty had given him: if possible, do your best to bring that little bastard Chengfeng back to me.

If he truly could not be brought back, then forget it. But no matter what... those soul skills had to be handed over to Chengfeng, so they could lay a foundation for him and make it easier for him to comprehend Self-Created Soul Skills that belonged solely to him in the future.

"Now that Zhu Fan and the Fourth Prince have already discovered us, it seems there won't be any gains from continuing the pursuit."

At that thought, Shadow Three waved his hand. "Back to the palace."

In the Star Dou Great Forest.

Zhu Fan took Dai Chengfeng and sprinted wildly all the way, the wind whistling past their ears as their sleeves snapped sharply.

Only after roughly two hours...

Once the two confirmed they had completely shaken off their tail did they finally stop to rest beneath a large tree.

At this moment, Zhu Fan looked at Dai Chengfeng, no longer able to suppress the curiosity in his heart, and asked impatiently, "Chengfeng, what did you do just now? How did you scare that guy Shadow Three like that?"

"He's a Soul Emperor-level expert, and you're only a level 24 Soul Grandmaster?!"

When Dai Chengfeng heard that, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

He raised his hand, and with a light twitch of his fingertip, Asura Power condensed once more, giving off an aura of slaughter and destruction that made the heart tremble.

"It was... this!"

And in that instant, Zhu Fan's body instinctively tensed, a sense of danger surging into his heart.

If he did not trust that his nephew would never hurt him, he would have wanted to hurry and retreat several steps.

After all, this energy was extraordinarily strange.

"This... what kind of power is this?"

"It's so terrifying. I've never felt an aura like this before."

Zhu Fan stared at Dai Chengfeng with eyes full of shock and asked haltingly.

Dai Chengfeng gave a light wave of his hand, and that wisp of Asura Power dispersed into the air, leaving only a faint trace of black-red mist behind.

"Naturally, it's power I cultivated myself."

Dai Chengfeng did not explain too much. It was not that he did not trust Zhu Fan, but that Asura Power involved far too much.

After all, it involved a god, and a God King at that, as well as his refusal to rely on faith for Becoming a God...

If even a little of it were revealed, it could raise a tremendous storm across the entire continent. So it was better for him alone to know about such things.

"I might be the first mortal on the Douluo Continent to reject the opportunity of Becoming a God, huh?"

Dai Chengfeng smiled and shook his head.

Opposite him, Zhu Fan did not ask any further. Instead, he looked at Dai Chengfeng with eyes full of admiration.

"Chengfeng, you kid are simply a monster!"

"You're clearly only level 24, yet you can actually cultivate such terrifying power. Even I, a Soul Douluo, find it dangerous."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and patted Dai Chengfeng on the shoulder. "Given time, you will definitely become one of the top experts on this continent!"

"Your uncle believes in you!"

Dai Chengfeng smiled. "Uncle, let's set up camp and rest here today."

Right now, he was especially curious whether the books on the tray were truly Self-Created Soul Skills, or merely some fakes.

With that thought, Dai Chengfeng took the tray out from his Ring.

At that moment, a pink envelope fell out from it. "Hm?"

"Who left this letter?"