Are Five Title Douluo Preparing to Ram Their Heads into Uncle Xiao Yan's Shoe Sole?

"Look at you, so inexperienced. These pathetic scraps—give them ten years to set up an ambush and put all their strength into it, and could they even land a solid hit on my shoe sole?" Xiao Yan curled his lip, visibly dissatisfied.

He had the distinct feeling that the Holy Spirit Cult was provoking him.

Who were they looking down on? They thought a few small fry were enough to deal with him?

If they wanted to ambush him, then they should have set up a proper ambush!!!

Did these old geezers really think they were something special?

Ignoring the dumbfounded Ye Guyi, Xiao Yan widened his eyes and scanned the area. He quickly spotted several figures around the inescapable net.

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Only after sensing the overwhelming evil aura radiating from them did he become somewhat satisfied.

"Now that's more like it. Four elders and one consecrator—five Title Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters barely count as a proper dish."

Xiao Yan smiled at the camera that he had deliberately left intact and began loosening up his joints.

He hoped these people could make him exert himself a little. This feeling of having heaven and earth lend him their power, of being able to control laws, required powerful touchstones like this for him to gain more from it.

"W-What are you doing?!" Having spent so much time with Xiao Yan, Ye Guyi knew him fairly well. She was instantly alarmed. Shouldn't they be making careful plans right now? Why did it seem like he was about to charge in the very next moment?

"Why waste effort stepping on a few ants? Didn't they want to ambush me? Then let them keep their beautiful illusion.

Come on. I want to properly admire the expressions on their faces when I crush their carefully arranged inescapable net with one foot."

Xiao Yan raised his brows, then waved a hand. The hem of his crimson-gold robe fluttered in the wind as flames rose, and the two vanished.

South of Sunrise City.

Zhongli Tian frowned tightly. Xiao Yan's methods had exceeded his expectations. So many Evil Soul Masters had died in the city, yet he had not managed to capture a single soul.

With such methods, combined with those flames of utmost yang and unyielding power that burned away all evil, Xiao Yan was undoubtedly a grave threat to the Holy Spirit Cult!

If this boy was not eliminated, he would surely become a major calamity in the future!

For some reason, Zhongli Tian had a bad feeling. But when he thought of the many experts lying in ambush here, he relaxed again.

He turned to look at the final large screen, which was being relayed through multiple layers and had a ten-second delay to prevent direct observation of Xiao Yan from alerting him.

Zhongli Tian's expression froze. Xiao Yan, who had been there just moments ago, had suddenly vanished.

And with a ten-second delay, that meant it had happened ten seconds earlier.

So where had Xiao Yan gone?

"Are you looking for me?" Xiao Yan's voice suddenly rang out from the large screen.

The Zhongli brothers in the center immediately paled.

What kind of method was this?!!

This soul tool was a special Rank 8 soul tool, refined through some sinister technique using a vast number of souls as sacrifices!

"Oh, I see you." On the screen, flames surged from Xiao Yan's eyes and his smile was brilliant. Then, the Rank 8 soul tool was swallowed by fire.

The next moment, a red point abruptly lit up in the sky. In the blink of an eye, it streaked across the heavens like a meteor, dragging a long fiery tail as it crashed down.

BOOM!!!

The earth seemed to freeze for an instant before violently heaving, thunderous roars resounding through heaven and earth.

Centered on the impact point, dazzling flames slowly blossomed like a lotus of fire.

The blazing waves of heat swept away everything around them.

Yet not a trace of the terrifying shockwave escaped. The entire underground plaza was wrapped in a layer of flames, as though isolated from the world.

RUMBLE!!!

"I found you."

Amid the brilliant flames, Xiao Yan slowly walked out with his arms spread wide. Fire flowed around him, his robe billowed in the wind, and a crimson-gold flaming wheel slowly revolved behind his back.

Crack—

With a soft sound, the remaining exposed section of Zhongli Ren's leg bone was crushed into powder beneath his foot.

The next instant, the barely surviving Soul Douluo completely disappeared. As the flames faded, a gray crystal remained where he had stood.

Xiao Yan glanced at the crystal representing the countless beast souls controlled by Zhongli Ren with disgust. Still, adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, he flicked a finger, and flames carried the crystal toward Ye Guyi behind him.

Behind him, Ye Guyi stood blankly in place. A ring of crimson-gold fire surrounded her, and the small gray crystal was tossed before the circle of flames.

"Little Ye, this is yours. Help me put away the spoils. Take it back and feed it to the dog."

Thinking of Scarlet King in the Star Dou Great Forest, Xiao Yan still felt it was worth keeping this thing, which was little better than shit.

Scarlet King was getting off easy.

As he thought this, Xiao Yan carelessly crushed Zhongli Di's skull beneath his foot.

The sole remaining Zhongli Tian flew into a rage. He was the strongest of the three brothers and had suffered the lightest injuries. By sacrificing his two younger brothers, he had survived.

"Damn it! You dare kill my brothers? I'll make you pay the price!" Flames of fury burned in Zhongli Tian's eyes as all eight of his soul rings lit up. A gray serpent staff appeared in his hand, his exclusive soul tool.

All eight soul rings pulsed in unison, and amid a terrifying display of power, he fled into the distance without looking back.

Damn it, this was supposed to be an ambush, yet the three brothers had been used as bait!

Zhongli Tian had never expected that those elders, despite being trusted subordinates of Cult Leader Zhongli Wu, would dare set him up like this!

Once he got back, he would definitely...

Just as that thought crossed his mind, Zhongli Tian felt an overwhelming force descend from above.

Bang!

The special metal floor was smashed into a huge crater, and Zhongli Wu's head was embedded deeply in the ground.

"I told you, don't use your head to attack my shoe sole."

After grinding his foot a few times, Xiao Yan flicked out a flame and paid no more attention to Zhongli Tian, who was already dead.

That strike upon his arrival had already killed every Evil Soul Master below the Soul Sage rank.

At this moment, the underground plaza with a huge hole blasted through it was strangely silent.

Not even bone fragments remained of the Zhongli brothers. Ignoring the devastated ruins all around, it was as though nothing had happened here.

"Where is everyone?" Xiao Yan blinked.

"Didn't you say you were going to ambush me? I'm here, so where are you?

I thought you'd all cosplay speed bumps together, but I overestimated you. You don't even qualify as speed bumps."

Xiao Yan's voice echoed continuously through the plaza, but no one answered.

Seeing that, Xiao Yan smiled.

"Very good. Then next comes a pleasant game of hide-and-seek?"

After three seconds of silence, a wild smile appeared on Xiao Yan's face, and his figure abruptly appeared before the eastern wall.

His left hand slowly reached forward, and the several-meter-thick special metal wall engraved with special soul tool circuits instantly melted like butter.

Without the slightest resistance, Xiao Yan's hand clamped down like iron pincers and dragged out the hidden Soul Douluo Wuyun.

The instant his hand seized her by the throat, fiery patterns spread over Wuyun's entire body. Her hood turned to powder, revealing her lovely face.

At the same time, Wuyu, who had been hiding on the other side, could no longer endure it. She activated her special soul tool and rushed out to save her sister.

Bang!

His right hand clenched slightly toward the western wall, and a tremendous suction force tore the entire metal wall apart before swiftly melting it into liquid.

Wuyu then began viciously attacking Xiao Yan's right hand with her neck.

"Be born into a better family in your next life." Xiao Yan was expressionless as he gently pushed both hands forward. The fire wheel behind him shook, opening a rift behind the two women. The Endless Flame Domain unfolded, and the Samadhi True Fire sent them on their way.

Five Soul Douluo, eliminated!

Xiao Yan raised his eyelids slightly and looked toward a spot below, where a particularly bloated Title Douluo was hiding.

"Next."