I Can't Feel It Anymore

Eight Soul Rings slowly rose beneath Chen Ling's feet—yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red. The eight-colored rings overlapped in layers, swirling around him.

The final, dazzling crimson Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring carried a terrifying pressure as vast as mountains and seas, crashing down upon the Shrek group. Even the air seemed frozen beneath that oppressive force.

"A... a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?"

Flender's pupils suddenly constricted. The corners of his mouth twitched violently several times, and he was completely dumbfounded as he stiffly turned to look at Yu Xiaogang, who had gone mostly limp beside him.

He felt like crying without tears.

Where was that supposedly insignificant Quasi Soul Ancestor, that junior they could handle with one hand? They had kicked an iron plate this time. They were screwed!

Other than Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, a silver-glinting longsword floated above everyone's heads. Their blades hung low, radiating biting cold, as though they would suddenly plunge down and take their lives with a single thought from Chen Ling.

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San wanted to speak, but the moment they started, the silver swords above their heads abruptly dropped several inches. The fierce sword aura pressed directly against their scalps, instantly extinguishing every thought they had.

Chen Ling's tone was casual, yet it carried absolute dominance and control. "I suggest you think carefully about your next words. Right now, I'm stronger. Here, I make the rules. Whatever I want to do, I do."

After saying that, he cast a meaningful glance toward Flender, who had been so imposing just moments ago.

Before Flender could defend himself, Yu Xiaogang had already stepped forward beside him, forcing himself to do so.

He had always been arrogant throughout his life, habitually believing that everyone would indulge a Soul Grandmaster like him just as Flender did.

At that moment, the overwhelming pressure of a Soul Douluo had already left his legs weak and his entire body cold. His internal organs trembled, yet he still forced his back straight and pretended to remain calm.

He even tugged his lips into a cold smile, as though he had seen through everything, putting on the air of someone exposing the other party's disguise.

"Since Your Excellency is such a mighty Soul Douluo, why did you deliberately disguise yourself as a low-level Soul Elder earlier and intentionally bully a junior?"

However, the instant Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, the sword above his head came down. A moment later, a heart-rending scream rang out, making everyone present tremble in fear.

Dai Mubai and the others in particular stared at the three-inch thing rolling across the ground. Their bodies shook uncontrollably, nearly trembling like sieves. None of them dared even breathe loudly.

"No... I can't feel it anymore."

Yu Xiaogang writhed on the ground in agony like a maggot, his entire body curled into a ball as he twisted and rolled without pause.

He still wanted to save his little dick, but another flash of sword light descended, and Xiaogang said goodbye to his little dick forever.

The others reacted differently upon seeing this.

Everyone from Shrek rejoiced that they had not run their mouths earlier. Otherwise, they would be the ones who had lost their little dicks.

Tang San was even paler than death. He clenched his fists tightly, swallowed hard, and his mind raced as he desperately tried to think of a way out. The resentment and fear in his heart had long since surged into a raging sea.

The most panicked person in the entire area was Xiao Wu.

The little rabbit who had still carried a trace of spoiled pride just moments ago had now completely lost all her arrogance.

When her gaze accidentally met Chen Ling's, her entire body jolted as though pierced by a blade. She hurriedly avoided his eyes, her heart pounding wildly.

Xiao Wu's mentality completely collapsed.

She had never imagined that this seemingly young boy was actually a genuine Soul Douluo!

She was nearly in tears now, filled with terror. Chen Ling's gaze earlier had clearly seen through her true identity!

Chen Ling slowly stepped forward, his pace calm and unhurried. Several flying swords circled around him, while the eight Soul Rings beneath his feet pulsed slowly, giving off terrifying waves of Soul Power. The longsword in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground as his cool voice gradually sounded.

"Based on your earlier insolence and reckless provocation alone, this sword should have cut off your head directly."

His indifferent gaze swept over Yu Xiaogang on the ground, and his tone carried casual composure. "Today, for the sake of that old dragon from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, I'll spare your life. Though you may escape death, you will not escape punishment. This is the price of your arrogance."

Yu Xiaogang's dog life was still useful. Chen Ling had only cut off his little dick, which already counted as showing mercy.

After all, not long ago, this man had still arrogantly demanded that Chen Ling kneel and apologize, hand over his Self-Created Soul Skill, and had been outrageously bold.

After dealing with Yu Xiaogang, Chen Ling's gaze slowly swept across every member of Shrek present, and his icy pressure once again enveloped the entire area.

Flender instantly panicked. No longer caring about his so-called dignity, he hurriedly stepped forward and said anxiously, "Your Excellency! This matter has nothing to do with these children. The fault lies entirely with us!"

He wanted to continue pleading and explaining, but a single cold look from Chen Ling intimidated him. All his words immediately caught in his throat, and he could not utter even half a syllable.

Flender was anxious, frightened, and utterly helpless.

In terms of cultivation, the other party far surpassed him and possessed that terrifying Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. Even if he and Zhao Wuji joined forces and fought with their lives on the line, their chances of winning would be negligible.

But before he could even entertain the thought of joining forces to resist, the sky full of silver swords had already suspended themselves above every member of Shrek, sealing off every possible retreat.

This was no joke. Judging by what had happened just now, if those things really fell from the sky, they would be turned into hedgehogs on the spot.

For a time, the entire area fell deathly silent. No one dared speak rashly.

Everyone's lives hung upon a single thought from Chen Ling.

Looking at his good brother Yu Xiaogang struggling on the ground, then at the varying degrees of fear on everyone else's faces, Flender gritted his teeth. He then brushed a hand across the Soul Tool on his wrist and took out a gold card.

He held the gold card in both hands, his fingertips trembling. With a pained expression and utmost respect, he offered it forward. "There are one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins here. I beg Your Excellency to show mercy and spare these children. This matter truly has nothing to do with them!"

Chen Ling raised an eyebrow slightly, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.

One hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins was by no means a small sum. Seeing Flender's expression as though his heart were being carved out, he had probably taken out even the savings he had put aside for his coffin.

With the help of this system, the fastest way for Chen Ling to improve his strength was undoubtedly to wait for powerful opponents to come looking for him.

Following the normal course of events, this should have been the time for him to spar with Flender and Zhao Wuji.

The reason Chen Ling had placed swords above the heads of the Shrek group from the beginning was not to stop Flender and Zhao Wuji from attacking.

It was to draw Tang Hao out.

But from the looks of things, Tang Hao was most likely not nearby.

The system's triggering mechanism was exceptionally finicky. He had to strike the right balance and leave enough room for dialogue and maneuvering, lest he encountered some brainless opponent.

Otherwise, with his strength, there would be no need to waste words. He could simply act and deal with everyone directly.