Gui Mei Falls, Guang Ling Douluo Appears!

"How could this be?"

Gui Mei had considered many possibilities.

For instance, Ning Fengzhi could activate the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and Chen Xin could forcibly interrupt the Martial Soul Fusion Skill!

Or perhaps the Body Sect's Cloudpiercer Douluo could use his extraordinary speed to halt the fusion.

Yet the result was unacceptable. The one who had interrupted their Martial Soul Fusion Skill was actually Ye Chen, a mere Soul King.

He was only a tiny Soul King. What gave him the right to interrupt Yue Guan? What qualification did he have to interrupt Yue Guan?

"What a coincidence. I happen to counter you."

"My fourth soul skill can ignore the target's level and smash an enemy into a rift in the void for two seconds. They cannot be harmed during the exile, and it comes with an impact force."

Ye Chen's soul skill had no damaging power at all.

It was purely a godly control skill, capable of briefly removing someone from the battlefield.

For example, when facing an enemy with exceptionally powerful support abilities, he could attack while also giving them a Void Exile.

Whether used to restrain support Soul Masters or attacking Soul Masters, it produced remarkable results.

"Attack."

Iron-Faced Douluo said coldly.

The four Titled Douluo all turned toward Gui Mei and raised their hands to kill him.

As long as Ye Chen gave Chrysanthemum Douluo another Void Exile shortly afterward, he could keep him trapped inside indefinitely.

Void Exile consumed a great deal of Soul Power, but aside from that, it had no other usage restrictions.

Unless the enemy was skilled in spatial power, Ye Chen's skill was a mandatory soul skill. Once it struck, it could forcibly control them for two seconds.

During those two seconds, the enemy could neither attack nor do anything, but neither could they be harmed.

Iron-Faced, Rockbreaker, Cloudpiercer, and Dugu Bo stopped at the same time. Nine soul rings lit up beneath each of them in sequence.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Iron-Spined Mountain-Subduing!"

Iron-Faced Douluo suddenly straightened his back. His spine transformed into a colossal iron-gray pillar that shot into the sky from behind him.

The giant pillar smashed down through the air. The ground within a radius of two hundred feet abruptly collapsed. Gui Mei's knees bent beneath the pressure, his feet sinking deeply into the earth as his body was nailed in place, unable to move.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Heaven-Splitting!"

Cloudpiercer Douluo swooped down from the side, his wings folding inward as his entire body turned into a streak of cloud-white light that pierced the sky.

His landing point sealed off Gui Mei's retreat to the left. The shockwave overlapped with Iron-Faced Douluo's mountain-subduing force, leaving Gui Mei unable to raise his left hand.

"Ninth Soul Skill, One Punch Settles the Mountain!"

Rockbreaker Douluo took a step forward, his dark teal fist wrapped in the full power of his ninth soul ring.

The fist carried the weight of his entire body as it crashed straight into Gui Mei's chest.

Gui Mei's body arched backward, his feet plowing two deep trenches through the rubble-strewn ground. Cracks exploded across the front of his black robe.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Jade Phosphor Divine Light!"

Dugu Bo stood thirty paces away and suddenly raised his right hand.

Dark green poisonous light burst from his palm and swept close to the ground, spreading a poisonous domain beneath Gui Mei's feet.

The green light burrowed through cracks in the earth and spread upward from Gui Mei's soles, crawling over his ankles and wrapping around his calves like countless tiny snakes coiling tighter and tighter.

Gui Mei remained standing where he was.

Iron-Faced's mountain-subduing force had pinned down his movements, Cloudpiercer's charge had blocked his flank, Rockbreaker's punch had shattered the defense over his chest, and Dugu Bo's poison had crawled from his feet across his entire body.

Then his figure began to blur, like an ink stain washed away by water. Its edges gradually faded until he vanished completely.

"Old Ghost!"

Yue Guan had only just emerged from Void Exile.

Yet Gui Mei had already been ground into powder by the ninth soul skills of four Titled Douluo.

Although Gui Mei's Martial Soul was Gui Mei, he could not truly become intangible and formless like one. Thus, he had died once more.

"Guang Ling Worshiper, are you still not going to show yourself?"

Yue Guan's expression was extremely ugly.

Guang Ling Douluo had clearly had the chance to save Gui Mei, yet he had never acted.

Guang Ling Douluo had watched helplessly as the ninth soul skills of four Titled Douluo landed on Gui Mei at once.

"Young Sect Master Ye, could you give the Worship Hall some face and spare Chrysanthemum Douluo?"

Although Guang Ling Douluo was already over ninety years old, his appearance and voice still resembled those of a youth.

His left eye was covered in ice and snow, and he opened it only when using a soul skill.

He had long silver hair. A pair of icy wings materialized from his back to aid his flight, while his left arm had taken on an ice-like form due to his Martial Soul.

He wore a light gray robe, marking his status as a worshiper and distinguishing him from Soul Douluo in black robes and elders in red robes.

"Oh? Are you speaking for your young master, or for that Great Worshiper?"

Ye Chen was not surprised by Guang Ling's appearance.

Aside from Chen Xin, no one else present had noticed that Guang Ling Douluo was here.

After all, his peak Rank 96 strength far surpassed that of the others. Unfortunately, he still could not evade Ye Chen's dual-attribute perception.

"Is there a difference?"

Guang Ling Douluo asked with interest.

From Ye Chen's words, it seemed that he knew the young master's identity. Had he guessed it?

Or perhaps inheritors of gods were truly extraordinary and could even see through the disguise of the Angel Soul Bone.

"Yes. My attitude would be different."

Ye Chen answered openly.

One required giving face, while the other deserved only a little face. The attitude was naturally completely different.

"I am pleading on behalf of the young master."

Guang Ling Douluo chose the other identity.

Everyone present knew that he was a member of the Worship Hall and represented Qian Daoliu's will.

Yet he had a feeling that his eldest brother's face might not be as useful as Xue'er's.

"For your young master's sake, I can let Chrysanthemum Douluo leave."

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, take a message back to Bibi Dong. If she dares touch anyone from my Body Sect, my sect master will personally pay her a visit."

"Do not think that the Rakshasa God's Trial makes her invincible. Some people are beyond her ability to provoke."

Ye Chen laid down his warning.

In Bibi Dong's current state, she was no match for Du Busi at all.

Fortunately, Bibi Dong possessed an immortal body. Otherwise, Du Busi could kill her without any suspense.

"I will convey the message to Her Holiness the Pope."

Yue Guan's expression was extremely ugly.

He finally understood. Her Holiness the Pope had provoked an overwhelmingly powerful sect.

They were not even afraid of Qian Daoliu. He was the Rank 99 Great Worshiper of Spirit Hall, one of the continent's absolute pinnacles.

"Young Sect Master Ye, what if I say that I am pleading on behalf of the Great Worshiper?"

Guang Ling Douluo pressed further.

As the Great Worshiper of Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu was known as invincible in the skies. Could his face truly be worth less than Xue'er's?

"Then Chrysanthemum Douluo will die, and my teacher will still storm Spirit Hall to settle accounts with Bibi Dong."

Ye Chen replied calmly.

One thing would not change: Du Busi would absolutely make a trip to Spirit Hall himself.

Even if Bibi Dong had failed to capture Ye Chen, her actions had still touched the Body Sect's bottom line. The Body Sect was bound to fight Spirit Hall.

"It seems we underestimated the Body Sect's strength."

Guang Ling Douluo was equally shocked.

From Ye Chen's meaning, they would not give the Great Worshiper any face at all. They would still fight Bibi Dong when they needed to.

This showed that the Body Sect's sect master, Du Busi, was very likely an existence on the same level as the Great Worshiper.

If that was true, then his eldest brother's earlier guess might have been correct.

Ye Chen was an inheritor of a god, with a peerless powerhouse standing behind him like a divine servant.

That was precisely why Ye Chen would only give face to the future Angel God and spare Chrysanthemum Douluo today.