The Continent's Greatest Soul Engineer

"Zhongli Wu, have you no shame? You say I went too far!"

"Who was it that, over a mere disagreement, led more than a hundred evil soul masters into Mingde Hall to take away my disciple, Ye Fan?"

"And now you say I went too far!"

"Then I'll show you what going too far looks like."

"Today, aside from the few Titled Douluo you brought, I guarantee every other evil soul master will die here."

As Jing Hongchen spoke, he gave Zhongli Wu no chance to argue.

Every fixed soul cannon of Mingde Hall and every soul cannon of the soul engineer corps aimed at the evil soul masters' camp.

At this, Zhongli Wu immediately felt a tremendous sense of danger.

"Zhongli Wu, what do we do now?"

Feng Ling's face was filled with urgency as she asked Zhongli Wu.

Those hundred-plus evil soul masters were the foundation she had painstakingly built up in Bright City, the resources she had accumulated with great difficulty in the Holy Ghost Cult.

Moreover, after the chaotic battle just now, fewer than fifty of the hundred-plus evil soul masters remained.

If the remaining evil soul masters were wiped out as well, she could forget about continuing as the Holy Ghost Cult's Vice Cult Master.

Hearing this, Zhongli Wu's expression darkened even further.

"Fight to the death, or leave the green hills behind so there'll always be firewood to burn."

Without question, Zhongli Wu ultimately chose the latter.

"Feng Ling, Fourth Consecrator, Minglei, Myriad Souls, Sky Centipede, Mask, retreat first!"

Then Zhongli Wu controlled the Bone Dragon King and became the first to break through Mingde Hall's defensive barrier.

Feng Ling, Sky Centipede, and Mask glanced at the incoming barrage of Mingde Hall cannon fire and ultimately chose to follow Zhongli Wu out of the encirclement.

The Fourth Consecrator and Minglei hurriedly disengaged from their battle with the Ice Bear King. The Ice Bear King was enormous and slow, and though the two wanted to flee, it could not catch up for the moment. It could only stand there, raging helplessly.

Myriad Souls Douluo had it the worst. He was at the back of the group, and Jing Hongchen quickly fired a cannon blast at him.

"Ow~" Fortunately, Myriad Souls Douluo transformed into his soul-body state. The blast only injured his surface and did not damage his foundation.

The remaining evil soul masters were all buried beneath Mingde Hall's cannon fire.

After dealing with the evil soul masters in Mingde Hall, Jing Hongchen surveyed the battlefield and discovered that the Royal Soul Engineer Corps had also lost more than half its men.

Those who remained were covered in wounds as well.

Jing Hongchen placed all these debts on the Holy Ghost Cult's head. "Holy Ghost Cult, once Teacher's grand plan is complete, I'll settle the score with you sooner or later."

Afterward, Jing Hongchen went to where Ye Fan had vanished and observed the area for a long time before finally withdrawing the defensive shield.

The instant the defensive shield was removed, Jing Hongchen and the others sensed violent battle fluctuations erupting in the distant sky.

Jing Hongchen had no time to reorganize the Royal Soul Engineer Corps. He immediately led everyone rushing toward the battle.

From afar, Jing Hongchen saw that the people fighting were none other than Zhongli Wu and the others who had just escaped.

They were currently surrounded by another Royal Soul Engineer Corps.

"Teacher!"

Jing Hongchen saw clearly that the leader of the soul engineer corps was the very person he had just sent Ye Fan to seek help from: Kong Deming, head of the Sun Moon Empire's Consecration Hall.

"Strange. Could it be that after Xiao Fan disappeared, he went to find Teacher?"

Jing Hongchen was full of doubts.

But his doubts quickly vanished, because he saw two familiar figures behind Kong Deming.

"Xiao Xiao, Meng Meng?"

"So it was these two little ones who went to Teacher for help."

Jing Hongchen understood the key point.

He hurried forward to greet Kong Deming. "Teacher!"

"Mm. Xiao Xiao and Meng Meng have already told me about what happened at Mingde Hall."

"Don't worry. Today, I'll stand up for you."

As he spoke, Kong Deming stepped forward first. A bright moon rose behind him, and nine Soul Rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—lit up distinctly.

At the same time, a metallic radiance shone behind Kong Deming.

"Bright Moon Divine Light Shield."

Zhongli Wu, who was surrounded by the Royal Soul Engineer Corps, recognized the soul tool behind Kong Deming at a glance.

It was none other than Kong Deming's natal soul tool, the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield, said to be infinitely close to a tenth-tier soul tool.

"Elder Kong, this is all a misunderstanding!"

Facing Kong Deming, Zhongli Wu felt immense pressure despite Kong Deming being only Rank 94.

He had once heard the Supreme Cult Master and Supreme Consecrator say, "In the Sun Moon Empire, you can offend anyone, but never Kong Deming."

The fact that two Ultimate Douluo had given him such an evaluation showed just how much weight Kong Deming held in Zhongli Wu's heart.

"Zhongli Wu, for Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao's sake."

"Today, sever one of your arms and swear that from now on, you will never target my disciple's grandson, Ye Fan, again. Then this matter will be considered settled."

"Otherwise, today this old man will properly teach you a lesson on Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao's behalf."

At those words, Zhongli Wu's expression shifted unpredictably.

Before Zhongli Wu could make a decision, Myriad Souls Douluo impatiently jumped out and provoked Kong Deming. "Cult Master, he's just a Rank 94 ninth-tier soul engineer."

"What's he acting so impressive for~!"

"Whoosh~"

Boom~

Before Myriad Souls Douluo could finish speaking, his vision went black. The next second, Kong Deming flashed before him. Then a flame roared from Kong Deming's shoulder like a fire dragon, and he fired a cannon blast directly at Myriad Souls Douluo.

"Ah~!" Myriad Souls Douluo was blasted into wisps of smoke, then painfully twisted as he reassembled his soul body.

It was only because Myriad Souls Douluo had the advantage of his martial soul that he survived. Otherwise, that blast would have truly turned him into a ghost.

Seeing Kong Deming act, Zhongli Wu could not help but shudder.

"Spatial power."

"Mother and Uncle Long were right."

"Although Kong Deming's cultivation isn't at the very peak, his abilities and soul tool attainments have truly reached perfection."

"What should I do?"

"What should I do?"

"If only Uncle Long and Mother were in Bright City."

Just as Zhongli Wu wanted to stall for time and try his luck, hoping to draw Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao's attention—

Kong Deming ignored Myriad Souls Douluo and stared directly at Zhongli Wu. "Zhongli Wu, my patience is limited."

"I'll count to five. If you still haven't made a decision by then, remember to be a good person in your next life."

"Five~"

As he spoke, Kong Deming ordered the Royal Soul Engineer Corps behind him to concentrate all their power into his Silver Moon Divine Light Shield.

Seeing Kong Deming's aura grow increasingly heavy and imposing.

Feng Ling, the Fourth Consecrator, Minglei, Mask, and the others all wore grave expressions.

"Is this the strength of the continent's greatest soul engineer?"

"Why do I feel the same oppression I feel when facing the Supreme Cult Master?"

"Four!"

"Three~!"

As Kong Deming's countdown drew closer, Zhongli Wu's expression grew uglier and uglier.

"Two~"

In the end, when Kong Deming called out the second-to-last number.

Zhongli Wu stepped forward. "Elder Kong, this time I admit that I failed to consider things properly and led people to force our way into Mingde Hall."

"Here, I first apologize to Mingde Hall."

"At the same time, I swear that from this day onward, my Holy Ghost Cult will never again target Ye Fan."

"If I break this oath, may my martial soul shatter, my cultivation be lost, and may I never die a good death for all eternity."

After speaking, Zhongli Wu formed his hand into a claw, gripped his left arm, and pulled with all his strength. "Hiss!~" Gritting his teeth, Zhongli Wu severed one of his own arms.

"Wait~!" At that moment, a deep voice came from afar.

But it was already too late.