A sharp shout suddenly rang across the battlefield. Lin Chen moved like lightning, three-colored soul power gathering around his fist as he drove it straight toward the Spirit Hall Soul Douluo's back, wrapped in Emperor Grass pressure and ice heart chill!
The sudden attack made the Soul Douluo's expression change drastically. He could clearly sense the lethal power within that punch and dared not be careless. His soul rings instantly flared, and he unleashed his sixth soul skill at full power, forming a thick shield of dark soul power behind him.
"Bam!"
The heavy punch slammed into the shield with a deafening crash. A violent shock wave of soul power swept outward, cracking the ground in several places. Agony shot through the Soul Douluo's back as an icy force penetrated the shield and invaded his body, throwing his soul power into disorder. He stumbled several steps forward before barely regaining his footing.
He whipped his head around to look at Lin Chen, his eyes filled with fury and malice. "Lin Chen! It's you!"
As the Spirit Hall Soul Douluo stationed in Sunset Forest, he had long since memorized Lin Chen's appearance. He had never imagined that he would encounter him face-to-face here, much less that this level 45 Soul Ancestor could knock him back with a single punch!
"That's right." Lin Chen landed firmly, standing tall as three-colored soul power flowed around him. He regarded his opponent with an indifferent gaze. "You slaughter innocents and steal maps in Sunset Forest. Do you really think no one can keep Spirit Hall in check?"
"Hahaha! Arrogant brat! This isn't Heaven Dou City. Without Sword Douluo protecting you, do you think you're a match for me?" The Soul Douluo laughed in his fury. Eight soul rings-two yellow, two purple, and four black-slowly revolved