Art Is Explosion!

Without hesitation, Huo Yuhao pulled off the dark red gourd that had been hanging at her waist. Marked with a skull symbol, it was a processed hydrogen grenade Lin You had painstakingly prepared, filled with flammable explosives specially formulated from imitation Black Powder.

The Black Powder of Douluo Continent differed from the Black Powder of her previous life. Its explosive power here was far greater, far more exaggerated.

For example, the core of Tang San's Wrath of the Buddha Tang Lotus was high-concentration Black Powder. During the first Douluo arc, Xiao Wu had used one of those things to wipe out seventy-six Soul Saints in one stroke. Vander on Sea God Island had also used gunpowder bombs to blow up fish for fun, directly alarming the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. Its power was self-evident.

However, Fixed Soul Devices also required large quantities of Black Powder to produce explosive force. Its rarity made it astronomically expensive, and Lin You was too strapped for cash to afford it. So he scraped saltpeter from dry latrines, bought sulfur, made his own charcoal, and produced crude imitation Black Powder. When mixed with high-concentration Hydrogen, it could trigger a chemical reaction far more powerful than an ordinary hydrogen grenade!

"Fuck, what is that thing? Again?!"

Seeing the girl in the carriage ahead pull out another obviously dangerous object, the leading Soul Ancestor's scalp went numb. He had seen it clearly just now—his subordinate had not touched anything at all, yet that Soul Device had merely brushed against a tree trunk before erupting in a violent explosion. Before he could even summon his Martial Soul, half his head had been blown apart. It was a gruesome death!

Every member of the Shadow Blade Guard was a Soul Elder-level expert. As the captain, he was far stronger than his men, but if even his teammates had died so easily, killing him probably would not take much effort either. For a moment, he found himself trapped between advancing and retreating.

Just like that, the atmosphere gradually froze. The carriage sped onward while the shadows trailed far behind, no one daring to take another step forward as both sides remained wary. Then Lin You, who was driving ahead, suddenly cursed, "Damn it, why is the terrain getting rougher and rougher here? Hold on tight and stay seated."

The carriage then began to slow, and Huo Yuhao's heart instantly skipped a beat. She turned to glance ahead, and that tiny opening was seized at once.

A Soul Master possessed by a crow-type Martial Soul flashed with yellow light and let out a piercing shriek. The sound was harsh and mournful, and Huo Yuhao immediately felt as though demonic noise had drilled into her ears, her vision blurring!

The moment she realized she had been affected by a Soul Skill, she yanked out the pull ring without a second thought. Then, in the final second before her consciousness blurred, she hurled it toward the densest cluster of figures.

Huo Yuhao had even accounted for the timing. The Dynamic vision of her Spirit Eye Martial Soul was incredibly strong; she could estimate how long it would take the enemies to pass through the predicted spot at this speed, while ensuring its range could affect the greatest possible number of enemies. The next second, however, her mind sank into a muddled haze beneath that piercing demonic sound.

"Did the third Soul Skill, Demon Crow's Cry, successfully stun her? Caw!"

Boom!

The deafening blast drowned out the unending demonic crow cries, forcibly interrupting the Soul Skill and sending it into backlash. The two closest Soul Elders turned pale. Realizing it was too late to dodge, they both deployed their strongest defensive Soul Tools. One opened a circular pale-blue shield, while the other formed a frontal barrier. At the same time, they curled up to avoid the worst of the damage.

As the Shadow Blade Guard secretly protecting the White Tiger Duchess, they possessed abundant combat experience. Their powerful strength, the aid of Soul Tools, and their many successful defenses in the past had made them proud of such methods.

But when the fierce shockwave produced by the mixture of powerful flammable explosives and high-concentration Hydrogen swept outward with metal fragments from within, the two Soul Elders felt heat on their faces. Then waves of pain easily pierced through their defensive Soul Tools, striking their faces and bodies from all directions before their consciousnesses sank completely into darkness.

For a moment, the intense flash of the explosion lit up the dense forest. Then raging flames spread outward, and the entire battlefield fell into brief dead silence. The carriage was also knocked off balance by the tremendous impact, toppling to one side with pained whinnies.

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Yuhao's senses finally returned, only for stabbing pain to surge through her mind. The control effect of a Soul Elder was even more powerful than she had imagined. Perhaps the gap in strength was simply too great—if they had faced each other head-on in a one-on-one fight, she might not even have been able to fight back.

Realizing this, Huo Yuhao hurriedly checked her surroundings, and her heart immediately sank. The carriage had stopped, sprawled across the road without a sound. Her body was covered in bruises and throbbed with pain; she had clearly been thrown out.

"Mom! You-ge!"

The moment she cried out, Huo Yuhao's voice abruptly stopped. Her gaze locked onto a Soul Master struggling to stand in the distance. He clearly had yet to recover from the shocking state of the battlefield and looked utterly bedraggled, having evidently suffered serious injuries as well. From the black crow feathers on his back, she already knew who was responsible for that agonizing demonic sound.

On the other side, the leading Soul Ancestor captain slowly lowered the corpse of the teammate he had used to block the blast. His expression darkened as he scanned the surroundings. When he discovered that everyone except Black Crow had been wiped out, his face became black as the bottom of a pot.

It was over. The team he had painstakingly trained had all been killed, and their opponents were only two level-ten Soul Masters?

And they even had Soul Tools as trump cards. This was completely different from the intelligence they had received.

His Highness had never revealed this information before!

But even if he had ten times the courage, he would not dare question His Highness. Otherwise, he would be showing disrespect to his entire nine generations of kin.

Two against one. Their Soul Power Levels crushed hers, and they had Soul Ring suppression as well. The advantage was mine.

After using his Soul Power to sense the two extremely faint auras from the overturned carriage, the Soul Ancestor captain immediately relaxed. Standing beside the Black Crow Soul Master, he launched a verbal attack to prevent the girl from rushing over and blowing herself up. "Stop struggling. The two of them are already dead. I can't sense any aura from them. You got them killed."

Hearing this, Huo Yuhao's pupils suddenly contracted. She said in disbelief, "That's impossible!"

Then she tore the hydrogen grenade hanging from her shoulder free. Her eyes were bloodshot as if blood might drip from them, and she gritted her teeth as she stared at the two enemies before her. Her body tensed, ready to strike the instant either of them moved!

The Shadow Blade captain narrowed his eyes. He knew this girl still had another trump card. He had experienced the power of that Soul Device firsthand. If he had not used the defensive ultimate skill Teammate Descent, he likely would not have escaped death, and at the very least would have suffered severe injuries. Right now, it was best to use words to shatter her spirit and win without fighting. Otherwise, if they fought to the bitter end, he might very well die here.