Slaying a Soul Saint

Si Tingxuan's expression changed again and again as he thought to himself, As expected, a Martial Soul Avatar is truly powerful!

He had activated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, and the strength it granted him far exceeded imagination.

In terms of raw power alone, he could even contend with a power-type Soul Douluo.

"Hah!"

Si Tingxuan shouted, instantly unleashing all the strength in his body. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art was pushed to its utmost limit!

His originally slender body suddenly swelled at that moment. Even his clothes were stretched taut.

Clearly, every muscle in his body had been tensed to the limit!

Then, his twin swords pressed downward!

"Rumble!"

The Coiling Dragon Staff Martial Soul Avatar was forcibly driven down, smashing directly into the ground beneath him.

Its tremendous force blasted a huge crater into the ground.

Meanwhile, Si Tingxuan leaped backward and landed ten meters away.

He stared coldly ahead.

The Coiling Dragon Soul Saint had also emerged from the Auction House and was now glaring coldly at him.

Si Tingxuan's sixth soul ring rose, and he tossed the Ice Sword in his hand into the air. "Sixth Soul Ring—Ten Thousand Swords Ice Seal!"

In an instant, the Ice Sword transformed into ten thousand swords in the air!

They then rained down like droplets of rain!

"A petty trick!"

The Coiling Dragon Soul Saint wielded his enormous Coiling Dragon Martial Soul Avatar and swept it through the air. Countless Ice Swords were shattered to pieces.

But he failed to notice that frost had appeared at the tip of his Martial Soul Avatar as well.

The more Ice Swords he shattered, the more severe the frost became, slowing the Martial Soul Avatar considerably.

"Now!"

Si Tingxuan's eyes lit up. The Flame Sword was in his hand. "Sixth Soul Ring Skill—Flame Dragon Strike!"

He fiercely swung the Flame Sword in his hand, slashing horizontally at the Coiling Dragon Soul Saint. A massive flaming dragon, seven or eight meters long, instantly flew forth.

It lunged straight at the Coiling Dragon Soul Saint.

"Not good!"

The Coiling Dragon Soul Saint's face changed drastically. He immediately tried to smash down his Martial Soul Avatar, intending to extinguish the flaming dragon.

However, the Ice Swords had affected the Martial Soul Avatar's speed, making it half a beat too slow as it came down.

"Rumble!"

The Coiling Dragon Soul Saint was sent flying by the flaming dragon, and flames erupted across his entire body.

"Aah!"

The Coiling Dragon Soul Saint screamed incessantly amid the flames.

Then, he roared, "Sixth Soul Ring Skill—Sweep of Myriad Weights!"

The Martial Soul Avatar was withdrawn, and the Coiling Dragon Staff appeared in his hand. In that instant, he swept the staff, extinguishing the flames on his body.

But at this point, the Coiling Dragon Soul Saint's entire body had been charred black.

His hair was gone, and his face was covered in blisters.

His clothes had burned away and fused to his body, almost becoming one with his skin.

Clearly, he had been severely wounded once again!

"Hiss!"

The people from the Auction House had long been watching from the side!

Every one of them sucked in a breath of cold air.

This was what Si Tingxuan had done to him while he was using his Martial Soul Avatar!

If the previous blow had been due to carelessness, then this was true, undeniable strength.

Si Tingxuan had once again proven through his actions that he possessed the terrifying strength to contend with a Soul Saint.

Yet at this moment, the Coiling Dragon Soul Saint's soul skill had not stopped, nor had it been interrupted.

He pushed off with both legs and continued charging toward Si Tingxuan without losing momentum.

Arcs of electricity flickered across the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand!

The crackling sound of electricity rang in everyone's ears.

"Whoosh!"

Si Tingxuan took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes. He intended to use his most powerful move to finish him in one stroke.

That would also serve to intimidate everyone at once.

After all, aside from this Coiling Dragon Soul Saint, there was also that member of the Zhao Family and the mysterious woman here.

If he continued to drag this out, he would leave them an opportunity to take advantage!

With both swords in hand, the soul rings of his two Martial Souls rose together. Their sixth soul rings lit up in unison once more. "Sixth Soul Ring—Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Yin-Yang Ice Flame Array!"

The twin swords in his hands flew out.

The Flame Sword turned into a sea of fire in the air, while the Ice Sword entered the ground, freezing everything within a hundred meters!

The legs of the charging Coiling Dragon Soul Saint were instantly frozen, and the ice rapidly climbed upward. In the blink of an eye, his abdomen, chest, and arms were all sealed in ice.

He was immobilized only three or four meters from Si Tingxuan.

"Fall!"

Si Tingxuan reached his right hand toward the sky, then slammed it downward. The flames in the air crashed straight toward the ground!

"No!"

The Coiling Dragon Soul Saint was afraid. He was filled with terror and regret.

It was not worth losing his life over a single soul bone!

But everything had already been decided!

"Rumble!"

The collision of ice and fire produced a massive explosion. The resulting shockwave rapidly swept through the entire street.

It sent all the clutter placed along the street flying far into the distance.

Several poorly built rooftops were directly blown away, creating a scene like the end of the world.

The people hiding in their homes were frightened pale, and many screamed repeatedly.

Fortunately, the shockwave came quickly and left just as quickly.

Once it passed, everything returned to calm.

Everything that had been within Si Tingxuan's attack range had been utterly destroyed.

Even the bluestone pavement had been reduced to rubble, exposing vast stretches of soil beneath.

It looked as though the street had been plowed over.

As for the Coiling Dragon Soul Saint, his entire body was already mangled beyond recognition.

He was clearly dead beyond any doubt.

"He's dead."

"Holy shit, he really killed a Soul Saint in reverse! Gods!"

"We've witnessed a historic moment!"

"A miracle, an absolute miracle!"

"I can hardly believe my own eyes. Is this what a Soul Saint-level battle looks like? Everything within a hundred meters was destroyed. Ah!"

The Hua Family, the Oriental Family, and Zhang Liang all fell silent.

They knew Si Tingxuan was strong, but they had never expected him to be this strong!

Especially the members of the Oriental Family.

The family head, Dongfang Runhong, and Dongfang Yuanchen exchanged glances.

They could only smile bitterly!

Yesterday, they had actually overestimated themselves and attacked Si Tingxuan.

Dongfang Yuanchen touched his abdomen, which still ached faintly, and complained wildly in his heart, You can even take down a Soul Saint. Why didn't you say so sooner?!

If you had said so sooner, would I have dared to attack you?

He could not help glancing again at the mangled Coiling Dragon Soul Saint, his heart trembling.

He also felt immensely fortunate. If Si Tingxuan had harbored killing intent yesterday, the Oriental Family would likely have been wiped out.

But then again, even if Si Tingxuan had told them yesterday that he was a monster capable of killing a Soul Saint, would the Oriental Family have believed him?

They would not have. They could not possibly have believed it!

As he looked at the street that seemed to have been plowed over, he felt fortunate once again.

Was Dongfang Runhong any different?

"Master, you're incredible!"

Yun Piaopiao had naturally watched everything from beginning to end. Unable to hold herself back any longer, she leaped from a window on the second floor of the Auction House.

She quickly ran to Si Tingxuan's side, her face filled with worship.

Her eyes sparkled like stars.

Si Tingxuan rubbed her head, then motioned for her to stand behind him.

He raised his head and swept his gaze toward the second floor of the Auction House, lingering briefly on Zhao Zhengtian.

Then his gaze fell on a woman in red. If his guess was correct—

she was the woman who had spoken alongside the Coiling Dragon Soul Saint.

Si Tingxuan stood proudly, smiling with confidence. "The soul bone is in my hands. Who else wants to take it? I'll be waiting here!"