Killing a Soul Emperor Like Slaughtering a Chicken!

As the first Soul King died.

Huang Yun did not stop. He only moved faster.

The second, third, fourth, and fifth—every one of them was struck in the torso by Raikiri, cleanly and decisively, without a wasted movement.

Those Soul Kings could not even catch his shadow. They only felt a numbness in their chests before being sent flying.

In barely three breaths, five of the ten Soul Kings had fallen. The remaining five, quicker to react, had already pulled back and revealed their Martial Souls and Spirit Rings, their faces filled with terror.

"You bastard! Are you cutting down my men like chives?!"

The bald Soul Emperor roared, his Soul Power erupting in full. Six Spirit Rings—two yellow, two purple, and two black—rose from beneath his feet.

The sixth, pitch-black Spirit Ring radiated an immense pressure. It was a genuine ten-thousand-year sixth Spirit Ring.

"Hold steady, all of you! Surround him! Don't let him build up speed!"

The bald Soul Emperor was clearly experienced. He had seen that Huang Yun's strength lay in bursts of speed; as long as they restricted his movement, they could diminish his threat.

Upon hearing the order, the remaining five Soul Kings immediately gathered into a circular formation, surrounding Huang Yun in the center as each unleashed defensive skills.

Huang Yun stood in the middle of the encirclement, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly beneath his mask.

"Third Soul Skill: Clone."

Ten identical figures split from his body. Including the original, there were eleven in total, all floating in midair, all wrapped in blue-white arcs of lightning, all fixing their gazes on the bandits around them.

All eleven Huang Yuns moved at once.

Every Clone possessed exactly the same speed and attack power as the original. They charged at the five Soul Kings from eleven directions simultaneously. The bandits could not distinguish the real one from the fakes, and their defensive formation instantly collapsed.

Two Soul Kings were kicked flying by Clones and passed out the moment they hit the ground.

One Soul King had his arm seized by a Clone and twisted backward. His arm dislocated immediately, and he let out a scream before dropping to his knees.

The remaining two Soul Kings tried to flee toward the bald man, but Huang Yun's original body flashed into existence before them. He threw both fists at once, landing two blows squarely on their faces. The two men flew backward together, their nosebleeds tracing two arcs through the air.

All ten Soul Kings were down.

The entire fight had taken less than the time it took to burn half an incense stick.

The bald Soul Emperor stood in the distance, his spiked club held across his body. His face was livid, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

He watched helplessly as the ten subordinates he had brought along were cut down like grass by a masked child, without even getting a chance to fight back.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you so powerful?!"

The bald Soul Emperor finally spoke. His voice was low, carrying suppressed rage and a trace of barely perceptible wariness.

"The dead do not need to know that much." Huang Yun flicked the lightning arcs from his hand and turned to look at him. "Now it's your turn."

The bald Soul Emperor wasted no more words. All six Spirit Rings lit up, and earthy-yellow Soul Power covered his body. His burly frame swelled another size, while a rough, rock-like texture surfaced across his skin.

"Third Soul Skill: Rock Armor Technique!"

"Fifth Soul Skill: Earth-Splitting Hammer!"

He raised his spiked club overhead as Soul Power poured into it madly, making its body shine with blinding yellow light.

The bald Soul Emperor kicked off the ground with both legs. Like a moving hill, he charged straight at Huang Yun, his spiked club crashing down with a shriek that tore through the air.

The blow was incomparably powerful. Even Tie Shan might not have been able to withstand it.

But Huang Yun had no intention of taking it head-on.

He remained standing where he was, a flicker of purple light flashing deep within his pupils.

Lightning Falcon Eyes activated. In his vision, the bald Soul Emperor's movements instantly slowed considerably, and the spiked club's trajectory and point of impact became crystal clear.

He sidestepped.

The spiked club smashed into the ground beside his shoulder with a muffled boom, blasting a pit half a zhang wide into the earth and sending shattered stones flying.

The bald Soul Emperor's strike missed. Just as he tried to withdraw and change moves, a chill rose behind him.

Huang Yun had already appeared at his back.

Fifth Soul Skill: Thunder Shadow Instant Kill activated.

Lock on, erupt, dash, pierce!

The entire process took less than a blink.

Huang Yun pressed the fingers of his right hand together. The black lightning arcs gathered at his fingertips like a sharp short blade, piercing precisely through the bald Soul Emperor's back and straight through his heart.

There was no blood.

Dense black lightning arcs exploded from the wound, spreading through his meridians toward every limb and bone.

The bald Soul Emperor's entire body convulsed violently. His pupils abruptly widened, cracks spreading inch by inch across his rock-like skin. A short, muffled sound escaped his throat, and then he fell stiffly forward, his spiked club slipping from his hand and rolling far away.

His six Spirit Rings detached from his body and rapidly dissipated into the air.

It was over.

The Thundercloud slowly dispersed, and the sky returned to the darkness of night.

The wind still blew, and the campfire on the ground still crackled. Everything seemed as though nothing had happened.

Only the bandits sprawled all over the ground proved that the battle had truly taken place.

Tie Shan stood frozen in place, his broadsword still raised in midair, his mouth wide enough to fit a fist.

Beside him, Liu Ying had forgotten to breathe as well. His short blade was clenched in his hand, and his eyes were fixed on where Huang Yun had landed, his pupils filled with shock.

Huang Yun flicked the lightning arcs from his hand and glanced back at them, his tone as calm as if he were asking what they would eat tomorrow.

"What are you standing around for? Clean up the battlefield."

Tie Shan swallowed hard. It took him a long while to find his voice again, and he muttered at Huang Yun's back, "Kid... no, Boss, you're this strong? You kill Soul Kings and Soul Emperors like chickens?!"

Liu Ying said nothing, but he silently sheathed his short blade. He walked over and nudged the Soul King at his feet with his foot, confirming that the man had truly passed out before beginning to search for loot.

His movements were swift. Clearly, this was not his first time doing such a thing.

Chen Boss poked half his head out from behind the carriage. Only after confirming that the danger was gone did he walk over shakily.

He looked at the bandits covering the ground, then at Huang Yun. His lips trembled several times before he finally forced out the words, "Th-this... it's all settled already?"

"Mm."

Huang Yun crouched down and searched through the bald Soul Emperor's storage ring. There were unexpectedly more than three hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins inside, along with several high-quality ores. He unceremoniously put them into his own ring. "Take what should be taken. You can divide the rest among yourselves."

The moment Tie Shan heard there was loot to share, he perked up and quickly came over to help search the bodies.

In this battle, all eleven bandits had died.

Tie Shan and Liu Ying checked them over. After confirming there were no stragglers, they tied the ones still alive together in a line and tossed them by the roadside.

After everything was dealt with, Huang Yun returned to the campfire and sat down. He took out a piece of dried meat from his storage ring and slowly chewed it.

That battle had also earned him quite a bit of experience.

After Thundercloud Domain was fully activated, the effect of doubling all attributes was truly absurd. He could barely feel any consumption of stamina or Soul Power.

The combination of Clone and Thunder Shadow Instant Kill had also been tested in actual combat. Eleven attacks struck at once, leaving the enemy no way to defend.

The only thing that needed improvement was the accuracy of Thunder Shadow Instant Kill.

That final strike against the bald Soul Emperor had actually been off by half an inch. It should have pierced straight through the heart, but instead landed slightly to the left of where the heart was located on the back.

The result had been sufficient, but against a higher-level opponent, such a deviation could prove fatal.