Could a tool soul master's martial soul be snatched away by someone else and used by that person?
On the Douluo Continent, no scholars had probably ever thoroughly studied this question for tens of thousands of years, because it was simply too unimaginable.
A martial soul was the foundation of a soul master; when a soul master died, the martial soul perished. How could his martial soul possibly be forcibly plundered by another person?
Yet at this very moment, a scene unprecedented on this continent was unfolding right before their eyes.
Only to see the Myriad Souls Banner, which originally served as the Myriad Souls Douluo's martial soul, actually being grasped in the hand of another mysterious person with disheveled blue hair and continuously waved.
After separating from the Myriad Souls Douluo, this strange black giant flag kept fluttering, and the nine soul rings arrayed along the banner surface flickered as if frightened.
Along with the mysterious person's long roar, the gray halo behind him cast out a potent gray radiance, enveloping all the soul rings on the Myriad Souls Banner within it.
As the gray radiance devoured them greedily, the soul rings on the Myriad Souls Banner began to continuously dissolve, transforming into a part of the gray light.
Not far away, the Myriad Souls Douluo could only endure the pain while clutching his severed right arm, watching helplessly as the martial soul that rightfully belonged to him was stolen by an outsider. He tried to summon back or retract his Myriad Souls Banner, but there was completely no response whatsoever.
With every single soul ring that vanished, the gray light grew a fraction denser, the Myriad Souls Douluo's complexion grew a fraction paler, and the soul power within his body grew a fraction weaker.
His martial soul no