Smashing a Soul Douluo

Qian Daoliu landed beside Huang Tieyi and placed a hand on his shoulder. To his surprise, he found, "Your life force hasn't faded at all. It's brimming over. How did you do it?"

"Great Enshrined, I entered the Star Dou Great Forest from the direction of the Star Luo Empire. There's a Blue Silver Territory inside. I used the Great Art of Energy Absorption there to steal the lives of more Blue Silver Grass than I could count. They weren't ordinary Blue Silver Grass, either. They were Plant-type Soul Beasts," Huang Tieyi explained.

"Hahaha! You little rascal, you've been using the Great Art of Energy Absorption on Soul Beasts and Evil Soul Masters. That kind of plunder has carried you this far, but it's been draining your own life force. Then you used the same art to replenish it..." Qian Daoliu burst out laughing. "You really are a damned genius!"

"Dad, it's almost dawn. Let's go back," Qian Xunji said.

"There are precious few Six-Winged Angels left in the Angel Clan. Exile the brother and sister to other branch halls," Qian Daoliu said mildly. He knew exactly what his son, the Pope, intended to do when he returned.

"I know what I'm doing." Qian Xunji took flight first, heading toward Spirit City. Qian Daoliu followed close behind.

Huang Tieyi watched their figures recede, then took a tent from his Space Ring and crawled inside to sleep. He had no wish to return and get caught up in Qian Xunji's bloody fury.

Early the next morning, an eerie gust tore Huang Tieyi's tent away. He opened his eyes in irritation and found a pair of icy eyes staring at him.

"You're White-Scaled Snake Douluo's wife?" Huang Tieyi asked calmly.

"Yes. I don't need to tell you why I'm here, do I?" Yang Shuping said, her eyes cold and a cruel smile on her lips.

"Of course I know. You're here to die." Huang Tieyi immediately released his Golden Sacred Body Martial Soul and activated his Martial Soul Avatar. Unwilling to waste words, he launched himself at her with Lingbo Micro-Step.

Yang Shuping released her White-Crowned Snake Martial Soul without hesitation. "Third Soul Skill: Poison Mist Across the Sky!"

White poisonous mist poured from the White-Crowned Snake. In an instant, it swallowed everything around them.

But Huang Tieyi was under Martial Soul Possession, and his entire body shone. Lingbo Micro-Step gave him unpredictable footwork, yet in the white mist, his golden glow was a perfect beacon. Yang Shuping could see his every move.

Huang Tieyi knew he was a living target, but he could not dismiss his Martial Soul Avatar. In this state, he could ignore the white poisonous mist. Without it, he would be poisoned.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and press on. Every attack was either deflected by Yang Shuping herself or blocked by her White-Crowned Snake Martial Soul.

Huang Tieyi kept accelerating. Others could still see him, but they could no longer clearly track his movements.

He attacked Yang Shuping from the front, the back, the left, the right, and above. She turned aside every strike with ease.

Huang Tieyi did not lose heart. He pushed his speed higher and higher, until he moved too fast for anyone to react.

"Six Meridian Divine Sword!" Between Huang Tieyi's attacks from every angle, he slipped in the occasional Soul Skill to catch her off guard.

Yang Shuping regretted toying with him. She should have killed him at the start. Now she had trapped herself here, and it was infuriating. Huang Tieyi was deliberately increasing his speed, though the power of his Soul Skills was falling with it.

"Big Ball Rasengan!" Huang Tieyi spotted an opening and unleashed another Soul Skill. The White-Crowned Snake blocked it and sent him flying.

"Seventh Soul Skill—Earthquake Fissure!" Huang Tieyi activated his Seventh Soul Skill from a distance. The ground shook, and cracks appeared one after another, spreading ever wider.

The moment Yang Shuping felt the quake, she activated her Martial Soul Avatar. "White Flame Jet!"

As soon as she took on her Martial Soul Avatar, Yang Shuping spat scorching white flames toward the golden glow in the poisonous mist.

This time, Huang Tieyi did not dodge. He drove a massive Big Ball Rasengan straight into the White Flame Jet. A violent explosion sent a powerful shock wave outward, blowing away the surrounding white mist.

Yang Shuping saw Huang Tieyi clearly as he traced a nimble curve across the ground. She opened her jaws, ready to bite him to death.

Huang Tieyi darted aside with Lingbo Micro-Step, evading the White-Crowned Snake's gaping maw. He leaped into the air and landed on its back, then aimed at the vulnerable spot just behind its head and hammered it with his fists.

Yang Shuping knew Huang Tieyi possessed Super Strength. Only now, feeling it firsthand, did she understand how hard his fists were and how tremendous his power was.

She endured just three blows from those iron fists before her Martial Soul Avatar collapsed, and he pinned her to the ground.

"What a useless disappointment. A Soul Douluo who can't beat a Soul Saint! You're an embarrassment to your husband, an embarrassment to your own mother..."

Each time Huang Tieyi named one of Yang Shuping's or White-Scaled Snake Douluo's relatives, he slammed another punch into her. Before long, she could no longer bear his iron fists and tried to beg for mercy. But her body was too weak, and Huang Tieyi gave her no chance. Every blow took half her life.

By the time Huang Tieyi stopped, he had shattered every bone in Yang Shuping's body and pounded her flesh into the earth.

Huang Tieyi had no desire to clean up what was now little more than mud. He immediately used Tathagata Palm, reducing Yang Shuping's corpse to dust.

At daybreak, Huang Batian woke and came out of his room. The smell of blood in the air made him frown. He went to the study and found the designs Huang Tieyi had finished on the desk. Beaming with satisfaction, he put them into his Space Ring.

In a good mood, he went to the dining hall. Far fewer people were there today, and it was unusually quiet.

"Big brother, the Offering Hall moved last night. His Holiness the Pope led them himself. Radiant Swan Douluo, Radiant Tiger Douluo, Sacred Pegasus Douluo, White-Scaled Snake Douluo, Flash Leopard Douluo, and White-Crowned Eagle Douluo—the families of those five were purged. They spared no one, young or old, man or woman," Lei Zhenyuan said quietly. "Last night, I got a taste of His Holiness the Pope's strength. His pressure alone left me too afraid to come out and ask a single question."

"His Holiness the Pope led the Offering Hall against their families? Do you know what happened?" Huang Batian asked, stunned by Lei Zhenyun's account.

"I don't know the details. I only know those five left in the middle of the night. His Holiness the Pope returned from outside later, and then the purge of their relatives began." Lei Zhenyun glanced around as he spoke.

"Do you know what's happened to Second Master Qian's family?" Huang Batian asked.