You're Finished, Your Future Is Gone

"Is that all? The number one Weapon Spirit in the world, and you're already about to shatter without me even using much strength. If I put in a little more effort, wouldn't Tang San be crippled on the spot?"

Chu Bai looked disdainfully at the Clear Sky Hammer in the distance, where cracks had appeared.

However, the Clear Sky Hammer was, after all, connected to the Asura God. For now, he could not directly smash it to pieces.

Once he had enough strength someday, not only Tang San—even the Asura God would have to kneel before him.

With his Martial Soul damaged, Tang San collapsed to the ground, practically no different from a dead man. He likely would not wake up anytime soon.

"Little San!"

Just then, the voice of a middle-aged man suddenly rang out.

Chu Bai looked in that direction and saw three middle-aged men. One wore glasses and looked like a crooked merchant. Another was short, with muscles bulging all over his body. As for the last one...

Even the way he ran looked sleazy...

And he had a short flat-top haircut. There was no need to think about it—it was Yu Xiaogang.

When Yu Xiaogang saw Tang San beaten unconscious, his expression changed instantly. He hurried to Tang San's side, then suddenly noticed the damaged Clear Sky Hammer in the distance and froze.

"Impossible, impossible! The Clear Sky Hammer is the number one Weapon Spirit in the world. How could it have cracks?!"

Yu Xiaogang abruptly raised his head and stared wide-eyed at the Pangu Axe in Chu Bai's hand. "What Martial Soul is that? It can actually suppress the Clear Sky Hammer?!"

"Damn it! Damage to a Martial Soul is equivalent to severely injuring the soul master's body. It could even harm Little San's cultivation foundation. Who exactly are you? How could you be so vicious toward Little San?!"

Yu Xiaogang glared furiously, looking as though he wanted to fight Chu Bai to the death.

"Grandmaster, Headmaster Flender, Teacher Zhao, he's the one I told you about—the person who attacked us that night!"

Dai Mubai, who still had the strength to fight, hurriedly tattled to Flender.

Flender was a Soul Sage. How could he possibly fear a mere Soul Ancestor like Chu Bai?

"So it was him. I didn't expect him to be this young..."

Flender's face was filled with anger. "Who are you? Why did you attack the students of Shrek Academy?"

"These guys needed a beating. Since you wouldn't discipline them, I did it for you. Is there a problem with that?"

Chu Bai withdrew his Feathered Burning Wings and landed on the ground.

Looking at the magnificent Feathered Burning Wings behind Chu Bai, Yu Xiaogang cried out again. "Could that... be an External Soul Bone like Little San's? His Martial Soul should be that axe."

"This is bad. Little San is that man's son. If he finds out that Little San was injured so badly while in my care, that man will probably come looking for trouble with me."

Flender and Zhao Wuji's expressions darkened. "Arrogant brat, who do you think you are to discipline the students of Shrek Academy?"

"Whatever the reason, you injured my student. You'll have to pay the price."

Chu Bai could not help laughing. "What a Shrek Academy. No wonder it produces students like this—the teachers are all the same kind of trash."

"Brat, are you looking to die?"

The powerful force within Zhao Wuji erupted, and the immense pressure forced Chu Bai to take several steps back.

Ning Rongrong reminded him, "Chu Bai, Zhao Wuji is a Soul Sage. You're no match for him."

"Whether I am or not, we'll only know after we fight."

Chu Bai gripped the Pangu Axe as three purple and one black soul rings emerged.

Seeing Chu Bai's soul rings for the first time, Yu Xiaogang and the other two stood rooted to the spot.

"How is this possible?!" Yu Xiaogang was the first to voice his disbelief.

"Impossible! Isn't the maximum age limit for a soul master's first soul ring four hundred and twenty-three years? How could you have a thousand-year soul ring? And your fourth soul ring is actually a ten-thousand-year soul ring? How did you do it?!"

Yu Xiaogang was completely dumbfounded.

How could his Martial Soul Core Theory be wrong?!

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"Stop yelling. You're hurting my ears. Who says a soul master's first soul ring can't be a thousand-year one? If you saw a first soul ring that was a million years old, wouldn't you kill yourself on the spot?"

Chu Bai shot Yu Xiaogang a glance.

At that moment, he once again wondered how Bibi Dong had ever fallen for this guy.

Every word and action of his radiated two words: sleazy.

"Impossible! How could a million-year soul ring exist?"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head. "I understand now. You must have Twin Martial Souls. Those wings behind you just now were your first Martial Soul, right?"

"That's why the first soul ring of your Second Martial Soul could be a thousand-year soul ring. Haha, that must be it! Let me tell you, you're finished! You actually gave your Second Martial Soul a thousand-year soul ring? Your future is gone!"

Yu Xiaogang seemed to be trying to regain his dignity.

"Idiot."

Chu Bai cursed, "This is my first Martial Soul. Don't bring out that laughable theory of yours and act like it means anything."

"Didn't you just steal all that theoretical knowledge from Spirit Hall, change the name, and summarize it before claiming it as your own?"

However, Yu Xiaogang was right about one thing: he really did have a Second Martial Soul. Yet at the moment, it was completely bare, without a single soul ring.

And while his thousand-year and ten-thousand-year soul rings had both come from system rewards, that did not stop him from mocking Yu Xiaogang. Besides, he was no good person himself.

After all, Chu Bai had never claimed to be a good person.

"You!"

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red, his words caught in his throat.

"Brat, are you done talking?"

Zhao Wuji released his Martial Soul, shattering the ground beneath his feet. Carrying heavy force, he leaped into the air and threw a punch downward at Chu Bai, its power as crushing as a mountain!

He was extremely confident. I'm a Soul Sage!

"A Soul Sage, is it?"

Chu Bai sneered. "Second Spirit Ability, Chaos Body Protection!"

Chaotic energy gathered around his body. Then, brilliant light burst from the Pangu Axe, and an ancient aura spread through the air. For a moment, even the surrounding air seemed to solidify, making it hard to breathe.

"Third Spirit Ability: Eight Desolations Destruction!"

The Pangu Axe suddenly cleaved forward. The chaotic light radiating from it rapidly condensed, carrying Chu Bai's powerful Soul Power as it formed an invisible blade of energy. It erupted with piercing howls, tearing apart the earth ahead!

Boom!

Caught off guard, Zhao Wuji was struck head-on. His body flew backward through the air, and a savage wound appeared on his arm!

The entire area fell silent.

Were they sure this was not a staged fight? A Soul Sage had been injured by a Soul Ancestor?!

"How is this possible?!"

Zhao Wuji said in shock. He had only casually used Soul Power to protect his body, but it should not have been something a Soul Ancestor could break through. And they called this guy a Soul Ancestor?!

Then what the hell was he supposed to be??