Annihilation

Radiant Tiger Douluo had hidden within the light given off by Flash Leopard Douluo. Huang Tieyi had never imagined Radiant Tiger Douluo would resort to a sneak attack—he had been in plain sight the whole time. Radiant Tiger Douluo's Caesar Rui Claw pierced Huang Tieyi's body, but it did not seize his heart as he had expected.

That was because Huang Tieyi's organs were reversed, a mirror image of an ordinary person's. Fighting through the pain, Huang Tieyi grabbed Radiant Tiger Douluo's hand and unleashed the Six Meridian Divine Sword. It pierced the length of his arm and destroyed his meridians.

Radiant Tiger Douluo gritted his teeth against the pain, raised his other hand, and slammed his palm into Huang Tieyi's back, sending him flying.

Huang Tieyi crashed heavily to the ground, his face pale and blood still pouring from the hole in his body. "Damn it, Your Holiness, I have no respect for you..." Before Huang Tieyi could finish, he passed out.

Hearing Huang Tieyi's complaint, Qian Xunji felt deeply ashamed. He had given his word that if Huang Tieyi held one opponent off, he could deal with another. Instead, his second uncle had tied him up in an evenly matched fight. If Huang Tieyi had not intimidated the others earlier, six Titled Douluo would have besieged him. How humiliating!

Radiant Tiger Douluo cradled his ruined arm. His eyes bloodshot, he stared at the unconscious Huang Tieyi and immediately activated his Martial Soul Avatar, transforming into a radiant tiger to tear him apart. But with one foreleg ruined, he was a three-legged tiger, limping as he ran.

Roar... The radiant tiger opened its blood-soaked maw and lunged for Huang Tieyi's neck. Just then, Huang Tieyi's eyes snapped open. He seized the tiger's paw and activated the Great Art of Energy Absorption. Vast amounts of Soul Power surged out of Radiant Tiger Douluo and into Huang Tieyi's body. Radiant Tiger Douluo had never imagined Huang Tieyi possessed such a technique. He tried to dispel his Martial Soul Avatar, only to find he could not.

"Don't waste your strength. Radiant Tigers can heal. You may be a fake, but you'll do." Huang Tieyi clearly felt Radiant Tiger Douluo's Soul Power entering his body. While the man remained in tiger form, his Soul Power carried a powerful healing ability, and the wound piercing Huang Tieyi's body was closing.

The other four Titled Douluo had meant to rush forward and kill Huang Tieyi first, but the sight of his uncanny technique made them hesitate. They had agreed to join Qian Daoheng in killing Qian Xunji because he had promised them resources that would help them advance quickly. If they could reach level ninety-six, they would gain another chance to extend their lives. Faced with a threat to those lives now, they chose to retreat.

"First Soul Skill: Super Saiyan..." Huang Tieyi's wound had healed completely, yet he was still forcibly absorbing Radiant Tiger Douluo's Soul Power. To keep it from bursting him apart, he activated his first Soul Skill, Super Saiyan, increasing his body's potential and capacity.

"Super Saiyan Second Stage..." Watching the radiant tiger gradually shrivel, Huang Tieyi tried using Soul Power to evolve his first Soul Skill. To his good fortune, he succeeded.

Huang Tieyi stood and casually tossed aside the gaunt tiger, whose Soul Power had been drained dry. Its Martial Soul Avatar faded, leaving Radiant Tiger Douluo in its place. With no Soul Power left to sustain his life, his eyes grew clouded. He could not even sit up.

Huang Tieyi spat out a mouthful of blood. "Damn it. I guess I'm dying with a full belly..."

"Claws of the Radiant Blade..." High in the sky, White-Crowned Eagle Douluo seized his chance and struck at Qian Xunji, who was still locked in an evenly matched fight with Qian Daoheng. His timing was impeccable: Qian Xunji had been distracted by worry for Huang Tieyi and had just relaxed upon seeing him unharmed.

The sharp claws formed from White-Crowned Eagle Douluo's Soul Power shot toward Qian Xunji's back like lightning.

Entangled with Qian Daoheng, Qian Xunji had no chance to dodge. The blow struck him squarely, making him stagger in midair. Qian Daoheng's Sword of Judgment pierced his body.

Pfft. At the same moment, Huang Tieyi unleashed the Six Meridian Divine Sword again. This time, it pierced White-Crowned Eagle Douluo's heart. The old relic, who had lived for two hundred years, died on the spot and fell from the sky.

"Qian Xunji, ask the Angel God—" Qian Daoheng never finished. He glanced at White-Crowned Eagle Douluo for an instant and felt a terrible pain in his stomach. "Second Uncle, you can ask her first!"

Qian Xunji shoved Qian Daoheng away. The Sword of Judgment in Qian Daoheng's hand dissolved into specks of light, and the wound it had left in Qian Xunji's body healed.

Qian Daohen clutched his stomach and looked at the dagger in Qian Xunji's hand, a miserable smile on his face. "I forgot. We share the same origin. My Soul Skill could never kill you..."

"That's right, Second Uncle. That's why I chose a dagger!" Qian Xunji raised a hand and brushed the place where he had been wounded. The wound was gone; only his clothes remained torn. "Second Uncle, I don't know whether you were too merciful or too arrogant. Half an inch to the side, and the Sword of Judgment would have pierced my heart. Even I would have died."

"Xunji, I taught you everything you know about fighting. I watched you grow up. If you hadn't left me no choice, how could I ever have brought myself to do it..." Qian Daoheng's face was pale, his voice trembling.

"But you did it anyway." Qian Daoliu's cold voice came from high above. "Second Brother, ever since I became pope, I've given you so many chances. You failed to grasp every one of them. Who else can you blame?"

Qian Daoliu swooped down and, without hesitation, struck the top of Qian Daoheng's head with his palm, ending his life.

Qian Daoliu turned his icy gaze on Sacred Pegasus Douluo and the others. "I truly never thought you would do something like this..."

Qian Daoliu had no desire to hear their excuses, much less waste words on them. The golden wings of his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul beat once, and three golden feathers became streaks of light that beheaded the three of them for all to see.

Finally, Qian Daoliu looked at Huang Tieyi. "A Yi, are you cultivating an Evil Soul Master's art?"

"Yes. I found it while wiping out some Evil Soul Masters. It looked useful, so I cultivated it." Huang Tieyi knew any attempt to defend himself would be futile, so he admitted it honestly.

"No wonder you've advanced so astonishingly fast. But you're only borrowing against your own life..."