Double Tomoe Awakening!

Then he looked at Black Crow beside him and gave a slight shake of his head.

As his longtime teammate, Black Crow instantly understood the captain's meaning. Though he loathed how the other man had used his own brother as a shield, the situation was critical, and breaking the enemy's will came first.

If they fought head-on and an explosion went off, those two teammates who had used defensive Soul Tools yet still died gruesome deaths would serve as a warning.

Black Crow then sneered, "Lord Mingming's orders were only to capture you alive. He even emphasized that Lin You had to be brought back unharmed. But now, you personally blew him to pieces. It'll be hard for me to explain that when I get back."

"Heh, you woman, you didn't show the slightest mercy when you struck your own mother. Even my lord didn't intend to kill anyone directly, but you sure killed with gusto."

"Ah, when that boy's parents return in the future, all they'll find is a mound of dirt. They'll probably hate you to death, won't they?"

The two men played off each other, their grating voices endlessly ringing in Huo Yuhao's ears. Her entire body began to tremble, and she could not help lowering her head to look toward the carriage.

After sensing again and again, only to find no trace of either of their presences, her pupils slowly widened. A suffocating sensation suddenly clamped around her throat, leaving her unable to speak.

Dead? How could that be?

It was as though something had shattered inside Huo Yuhao's heart, as if her whole world had collapsed. Tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision.

Yet at that critical moment, the Soul Ancestor leader revealed a savage smile. Seizing the opportunity, he suddenly struck, and the second Soul Ring on his body flared brightly.

A foul wind swept in. Sharp bone claws knocked the Hydrogen Grenade Huo Yuhao had been using to intimidate them from her hand with lightning speed.

The Hydrogen Grenade traced an arc through the air before landing weakly on the distant ground.

He had not struck at her head because of his lord's absolute orders. His lord's meaning had been very clear: Huo Yun'er had to die. It would be best if Huo Yuhao could be brought back alive. The title of Daughter of the White Tiger Duke still had value and could be used for a political marriage or bestowed in marriage. As for Lin You, he had to be brought back unharmed.

Black Crow stepped forward and looked at the girl not far ahead, her head lowered as though she had suffered an immense blow and already lost the will to live. He felt incomparably pleased.

He was a powerful Soul Elder. He could have slapped little girls like this to death with one hand, yet several of his teammates had actually been killed by her schemes. It was simply the greatest humiliation.

With that thought, he considered that the dead brat might still have more precious Soul Tools like this on her. They had to be worth a fortune, and his heart immediately burned with greed.

Black Crow moved even faster. In what seemed like a flash, he leapt before Huo Yuhao. Just as he raised his hand, he met a pair of blood-red eyes. He froze slightly, a chill creeping into his heart.

What kind of joke is this? I'm scared?

Feeling the fear rising within him, an even fiercer rage immediately rushed to his head.

But in the next moment, Huo Yuhao stared directly at the two men who intended to capture her alive. A clear tear slipped from the corner of her eye, yet her voice was hoarse, like an evil ghost crawling up from the Nine Underworlds Yellow Springs.

"No."

"It was you. Give my family back!"

Immediately afterward, the single rotating tomoe in her pupils split apart as it spun, forming a second tomoe!

"What?"

Before he could even finish half a sentence, Black Crow's body abruptly stiffened. His gaze froze, and he stood motionless like a corpse.

Then Black Crow moved again, his eyes brimming with life as he roared, "You innately evil little brat, I'll kill you myself!"

As the third yellow Soul Ring on his body flashed, inch after inch of black crow feathers grew over the Soul Master's arms, making him look exactly like a plucked black chicken that had fallen to the ground. Then he released a piercing, mournful demonic cry.

Caw caw~

The noise spread outward. His third Soul Skill, Demon Crow's Cry, did not strike Huo Yuhao. Instead, it directly hit the Soul Ancestor captain behind him.

The captain in the rear had not prepared himself at all and was immediately stunned in place, his mind spinning as the effect proved extraordinarily powerful.

Before he could recover from the dizziness, the Black Crow Soul Master's eyes turned crimson, and he panted like a bull as the crow feathers on his hands shot out in all directions.

His first and second Soul Rings flashed one after another as he continuously fired at his own leader. Several tearing sounds rang out as countless crow feathers ripped through flesh, blood pouring like rain.

"You damned bastard, you dare betray me?" the Soul Ancestor leader growled. He had never expected his own teammate to attack him without rhyme or reason, especially at such a crucial moment.

Had he been bought off already? Or was he a hidden pawn the Dai Family had planted long ago? Was he trying to cover that girl's retreat?

A mere Control System Soul Elder dared to ambush him, a Power Attack System Soul Ancestor? He was simply courting death. That woman was severely wounded and had lost the carriage's speed advantage, so she could not possibly escape. Killing the traitor came first.

Besides, the other man had personally witnessed him using his subordinate as a shield. That absolutely could not get out.

Without further hesitation, he immediately unleashed his fourth Soul Skill, Nether Bone Crack Kill. Purple light flickered over his body as a terrifying aura spread out.

The ground beneath Black Crow instantly turned purple-black. Bone hands burst from the earth one after another, seizing his ankles. Bone claws brimming with Netherworld deathly energy crept upward joint by joint, pinning him in place. Poisonous deathly energy spread through him, and even the wounds on his body began to rot.

Yet even after suffering such heavy injuries, even with his life hanging by a thread, Black Crow still refused to relent. He burned the last of his Soul Power and poured it into his Soul Skill. The pitch-black, razor-sharp crow feathers, strengthened by the influx of Soul Power, began to shine with faint white light along their edges. They easily pierced through the Shadow Blade Leader's arm, leaving wounds deep enough to expose bone.

"Die! Nether Bone Claw!"

The next second, amid a scream of agony, Black Crow was crushed to death on the spot by the bone claw. His eyes remained wide open, unable to rest in peace.

"Hmph."

Although he had killed his former subordinate, the Shadow Blade Leader did not lower his guard in the slightest. He had long since focused most of his attention on Huo Yuhao. When he noticed her trying to retrieve the strange Soul Tool that had been knocked away in the distance, he could not help curling his lips into a cold smile. A bone claw shot from the ground, seized the strange Soul Tool, and dragged it into the soil.

"Enough. Stop resisting and come back with me. My lord said he'd spare your life. Also, hand over the Soul Tools. Heh heh, otherwise I'll make you feel so good you'll fly to heaven."

A grin spread across the man's face as he strode toward Huo Yuhao. Several of his teammates had died, but he had unexpectedly obtained such Soul Tools—and there was no one left to split the loot with. Their deaths had been perfect.

As he spoke, his brows suddenly furrowed and he sniffed lightly.

What's that strange smell? Poison?