Please Kill Yourself

Instinctively, as a veteran Soul Ancestor, he covered his mouth. He had already noticed that the air was somehow growing increasingly stifling. Taking a breath had originally been refreshing, but after taking two more breaths now, his head instead grew increasingly groggy.

Compared to ordinary people, soul masters possessed stronger physiques and could hold their breath longer. Thus, even with only this one breath, he could still move around for several minutes.

"Is that brat's Air Martial Soul? He actually woke up."

As a powerful Soul Ancestor, his eyesight was exceptionally sharp. When the carriage had overturned just now, he had clearly seen Lin You slam his head hard against a large stone on the ground. Even if he had not died, he should have suffered a concussion.

Yet he had not expected the other party to still be capable of resisting. He could not help admiring such willpower, but what followed was even greater excitement and delight.

The weak struggled with all their might, using even their last shred of strength in a futile attempt to resist the strong's crushing force, only to ultimately be trampled to death like ants. How wonderful.

The strong should ruthlessly humiliate the weak.

Besides, what was there to fear from such a trash Martial Soul?

This dozen-odd meters of distance was practically a single step for a Soul Ancestor. He immediately strode before Huo Yuhao. With the overwhelming disparity in strength, even if the little girl used all her strength, she seemed unable to resist. In just a few moves, she was knocked to the ground and kicked aside.

But immediately afterward, several utterly ordinary little objects streaked through the dark night sky, falling toward the Shadow Blade Leader.

"I've already seen through tricks like this, damn it. Soul tools? I have them too!"

A massive silver-white crescent blade flew from the Moonlight Battle Blade in the Shadow Blade Leader's hand, striking the Hydrogen Grenades before they landed. The instant they made contact, they exploded in midair.

The thunderous blast kicked up clouds of smoke and dust, shrouding the area in a vast haze of white.

"Hmph, a dying struggle."

When the Shadow Blade Leader turned around again, he was astonished to discover that Huo Yuhao had somehow already risen to her feet.

Gray dust drifted on the wind, while a pungent scent spread through the air.

Though it was the dim dead of night, Huo Yuhao's blood-red eyes seemed to become the sole focus of this nighttime battlefield. They were clearly visible, irresistibly drawing the Shadow Blade Leader's gaze until he met her eyes.

The next moment, her childish yet resolute voice echoed beneath the night sky.

"Demonic Illusion Sharingan!"

In an instant, the entire battlefield fell deathly silent. The Shadow Blade Leader froze where he stood, his pupils trembling violently, as though he had seen a billion—or even nine hundred million—Soul Beasts tear him apart. Terror twisted his face to an inhuman degree!

Facing this man who had relentlessly pursued them, the little girl's hatred had reached its limit. Slowly, she drew the White Tiger Dagger from her waist and approached him step by step.

A foot-long blade glow appeared, sharp and dazzling. As a Fifth-tier Soul Tool, its armor-piercing power and sharpness were on an entirely different level from ordinary weapons. It was more than enough to kill a Soul Ancestor.

But when she recalled the wrecked carriage and her mother, whose fate was still unknown, Huo Yuhao's body trembled slightly. Clenching her silver teeth, she placed the White Tiger Dagger in the Shadow Blade Leader's hand. Then she softly said, "Now, kill yourself."

In an instant, the Shadow Blade Leader's previously vacant gaze focused. He broke free from that endless, heart-rending agony.

But what terrified him even more was that he did not know when something had appeared in his hand, and the Martial Soul within his body showed no reaction whatsoever, as though it had slipped entirely beyond his control.

Upon hearing that voice ordering him to kill himself, he was first stunned. Then, to his utter horror, his arms actually began moving on their own!

At that moment, he finally understood why his subordinates had suddenly attacked him.

But it no longer seemed important, because he was about to die.

"N-No!"

As the White Tiger Dagger crept inch by inch toward his chest, the Shadow Blade Leader's expression contorted to the limit. His face twisted into a mess as he continuously begged for mercy, but his hands refused to obey him. Just seconds later, a distinct sound of flesh being pierced rang out.

Puchi—

The silver blade struck bone, and searing pain instantly spread throughout his entire body. This eye technique, which heightened bodily sensitivity to the extreme, nearly instantly crushed this incomparably powerful Soul Ancestor. Painful murmurs rose from every limb and bone, while every cell seemed to let out a miserable scream.

Yet his powerful arms moved like machinery, exerting force inch by inch until they pushed the White Tiger Dagger completely into his chest.

The blade light ran wild within his body. The intense agony made this powerful man's eyes bulge as he dropped to his knees and trembled without end. Before long, he fell completely silent.

Everything calmed down. Only Huo Yuhao's heavy breathing continued as she clutched her eyes, painfully collapsing to her knees.

"Cough, cough~"

Clutching his head, Lin You limped out from the side of the carriage. Looking at the Shadow Blade Leader kneeling there with a deathly pale face, then at Huo Yuhao with a crimson tear of blood trailing from the corner of her eye, he finally could not help letting out a sigh of relief and slowly lowered the Handmade Projection Device in his hand.

Then he struggled to undo the Disposable Inflatable Airbag inside the carriage compartment. With a pop, the air released, revealing the unconscious Huo Yun'er inside the carriage. A Seatbelt was still fastened around her waist, ensuring as much as possible that she would not be thrown out and allowing the airbag, which had deployed upon impact, to protect her. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"You-ge, how is Mom?" Huo Yuhao turned toward Lin You, the weight in her heart finally lifting as she hurriedly asked.

"She looks fine." Lin You glanced back at the enemy who was already dead and could not help sighing softly.

The Hydrogen Element had already filled the area. With just the slightest spark, it would trigger an explosion over a vast range.

The Handmade Projection Device in his hand was crudely made, but as long as he pulled the trigger, the high-speed launch would create sparks through friction, sending this short arrow loaded with tinder into the hydrogen-filled area. When that happened, there would be a magnificent display of fireworks.

He had been waiting for an opportunity. After all, the explosion's range would have included the girl as well, so he had first exposed the eye-catching Hydrogen Grenades to increase the hydrogen concentration here and use the chance to get Huo Yuhao away from the area.

But what he had not expected was for the girl to awaken the Double Tomoe Sharingan.

Under emotional stimulation, even a Soul Ancestor's level of Spiritual Power was still like a paper tiger before her. The moment they made eye contact, he directly lost control of his body.

What a pity about that magnificent firework display.