The Douluo Continent Had Finally Gone So Mad I No Longer Recognized It

"Dad, watch over my body."

As soon as he finished speaking, his Yin Spirit Martial Soul manifested.

It leaped from his palm and grew into the shape of an ordinary person in the wind.

Its figure was not quite solid, however, and its eyes were dull and vacant.

Jiang Dongjun leaned back in the basket. Thirty-nine thoughts, glittering like diamonds, slipped out through the top of his head and burrowed into the illusory Yin Spirit Martial Soul beside him.

With his true Yin Spirit taking command, the hollow shell of a Yin Spirit Martial Soul immediately came alive.

Jiang Dongjun adjusted to his "new body." It really was far better than the Soul Puppets his father made. There was not the slightest discomfort; even the Yin Spirit residing inside was more active. And there was also...

Surging spiritual power lifted the storage ring from his physical body's finger and slipped it onto his own. Yin Spirit Jiang Dongjun leaped out of the basket, floating in midair beside his father, Jiang Ming.

Following the intuition he had just felt-

With a whoosh, a golden-orange fireball rose behind him, hovering three feet above his head.

The Hundred-Year Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up right on cue, and "Golden Eyes" actually ignited in the illusory figure's eye sockets.

Jiang Ming: "Huh?"

For a moment, Jiang Ming forgot to search for the Evil Soul King. His brain could not process what had happened. It crashed.

Holy shit!

What did I just see?

Goddamn, a Martial Soul was using a Martial Soul?

Fine, fine, fine. The Douluo Continent had finally gone so mad I no longer recognized it.

"Forget it, forget it."

"My son is a prodigy, with Soul Master aptitude scarcely seen throughout the ages and heaven-defying fortune. My son has the makings of a god!"

"So what if he uses two Martial Souls at once?"

"So what if a Martial Soul controls another Martial Soul?"

"That is what a genius Soul Master looks like! Oh, you don't cultivate as a Soul Master. You wouldn't understand."

Jiang Ming could only console himself this way, playing dumb just as he had when he first saw that Golden Soul Ring.

Jiang Dongjun knew nothing of his father's inner turmoil. Even if he had, he would only have felt gratified.

After all, if asked to explain, he could not have given a coherent answer either.

He had simply felt he could do it, and naturally, he had.

Operating through his Yin Spirit Martial Soul, Jiang Dongjun focused on searching for traces of the Evil Soul King through the special vision of his Golden Eyes.

Too easy!

Even though flames towered over a hundred meters away, filling his vision with a dazzling blaze of red.

The pitch-black smoke signaling sinister energy remained as conspicuous amid the raging sea of fire as a lantern in the night.

How to put it... Jiang Dongjun was beginning to understand. The smoke and the firelight actually existed in two different dimensions. They were not on the same "plane," so the latter could not conceal the former.

Once the Golden Eyes of Truth activated, he looked into another dimension.

In that dimension, there were energy particles of various colors, sinister energy...

"Dad, found him!"

A dim light flashed across the sapphire face of his ring, and a cannon with a ten-centimeter bore appeared. Jiang Dongjun hoisted it onto his shoulder.

"He's south of us. I can't give you the exact distance. I'll fire a Concussion Shell. Dad, track my shell and send a level-five Concussion Shell after it. Blast him senseless!"

With that, Jiang Dongjun predicted Huang Fen's escape route and triggered the switch on the fixed Soul Cannon with his spiritual power. The magic runes connected, and Soul Power poured from the external Milk Bottle, activating the Soul Guidance Arrays on the barrel and shell.

Boom!

As a professional Soul Engineer, Jiang Ming immediately determined where the shell would land.

After a brief count, he raised his cannon and followed up with a shot.

Boom!

To Huang Fen, the two successive cannon blasts were whispers from a demon, the drumbeats of death.

Terrified, he wrapped another layer of foul-smelling burial shroud around himself. His second and fifth Soul Rings, both of which provided enhancements, activated again as he scurried away like a rat.

A traditional Soul Master truly had no way to fight back against such shameless aerial bombardment.

Since he had not felt himself being targeted, Huang Fen thought the Jiang father and son had not discovered his whereabouts and were firing randomly, testing his luck.

By the time a fierce rush of air sounded a short distance behind him, it was already too late.

The level-five Concussion Shell caught up with the level-three Concussion Shell, and they collided at low altitude, detonating.

Rumble-

Amid a deafening roar, space shook violently. Terrifying shock waves surged, savagely shredding the surrounding low shrubs and the old trees still standing, while great slabs of earth were torn up.

Debris, soil, and stones flew everywhere, directly extinguishing the flames within over a hundred meters of the blast's center.

Watching the pleasing explosion in the distance, the unscrupulous Jiang father and son offered their critiques from the air.

Jiang Dongjun: "Hey, pretty good aim. Nice teamwork, Dad! That Evil Soul King was only twenty or thirty feet from the center of the blast. That Concussion Shell packed enough punch to give him a real taste of suffering."

Jiang Ming: "Is he that thing flying away like a tattered sack? I've finally found the target."

Jiang Dongjun: "That's right, it's him. He's taken two level-five Fixed Soul Cannon Shells. Even if they didn't kill him, most of his life should be gone, right? Dad, watch over my body. I'm going to finish him off."

Yin Spirit, move out!

His golden eyes blazing, Jiang Dongjun followed the pitch-black smoke in his vision.

The enemy was still an Evil Soul King, after all. Jiang Ming was not careless enough to let his son face him alone. He activated his Flying Soul Tool and followed several dozen meters behind, a Soul Cannon on his shoulder so he could react quickly.

"Cough-cough, cough-"

A Soul King's vitality was certainly tenacious. Hit by the Concussion Shell, Huang Fen had suffered severe injuries to his internal organs. His consciousness briefly went offline, then returned. He coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, vomited a few fragments of his organs, and staggered to his feet.

A survival instinct as stubborn as wild grass kept him going.

"Run, hurry and run. Still... still not safe..."

"Don't let me find out who you are. I'll repay this grudge! Cough-cough, cough-"

Amid his curses.

A figure abruptly descended from the sky, landing several dozen feet in front of Huang Fen. Golden light radiated from him, dispelling the darkness among the trees.

"Didn't you want to know who your enemy was? Raise your head and look. I'm standing right in front of you."

Covered in dirt and ash, Huang Fen's eyes were bloodshot and his face twisted savagely as he jerked his head up.

Before he could make out his enemy's appearance, the two golden eyes in Jiang Dongjun's sockets seized his mind.

Two needlelike rays of golden light burst from the Golden Eyes. The instant their gazes met, they shot into Huang Fen's eyes, striking directly at his spirit through those windows to the soul.

Golden Eyes of Truth unleashed their true power!

Boom!

A blazing sun descended into Huang Fen's mental world.

Fury! Sanctity! Majesty!

It burned itself, and it burned everything around it.

This was the spiritual attack of the "Golden Eyes of Truth"-that blazing sun cowed consciousness, incinerated stray thoughts, and scorched the soul!

Its arrival in an Evil Soul Master's mental world was like a spark falling into a barrel of oil. An Evil Soul Master's sinister thoughts, malicious thoughts, stray thoughts, and even sinister spiritual power were the finest fuel, without exception.

Huang Fen's spiritual power was weaker than Jiang Dongjun's to begin with, making it all the harder for him to expel the "blazing sun" from his mental world in a short time.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom-

Fueled by endless desires, Huang Fen's mental world caught fire.

A sea of brilliant golden flames!

Provoked by the sinister nature of Huang Fen's spirit, the blazing sun activated its "evil-slaying" attribute and burned even more furiously. No longer content with his desires, the flames spread toward their source-Huang Fen's spiritual power-to incinerate his soul.

Had his opponent not been an Evil Soul Master, the "Golden Eyes of Truth" really could not have produced such a powerful effect.

Outside.

Huang Fen stood rigid, as if suffering unimaginable agony. His entire body shook violently, blood trickling from all seven orifices. Then colorless spiritual flames sprang out, baking the blood dry and leaving vicious, centipede-like streaks.

Several dozen feet away.

Jiang Dongjun raised a revolver and aimed at one of Huang Fen's exposed eyes, which was not covered by the yellowed, foul-smelling burial shroud.

Bang!

The gun fired, and a red-and-white blossom of blood bloomed.

An Evil Soul King fell.

"Fortune!"

"Merit!"

Reap!

Within the Yin Spirit Martial Soul, the Light of Time and Space absorbed the invisible power rising around him.

Afterward, another batch of Soul Liquid would be produced.