Xie Yue released his Martial Soul, the Moon Blades, and five Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black.
He did not rush to unleash a Soul Skill, instead charging straight in to attack at close range.
A mighty Soul King surpassed a One-Ring Soul Master in physical strength, speed, and attack power, even if that One-Ring Soul Master possessed a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
The corners of Chen Feng's lips lifted slightly. Without using a Soul Skill either, he charged forward to meet him.
Bam! Bam!
Their blows struck flesh with every hit in an intensely fierce exchange.
Zhang Ping and the others gaped, their faces filled with shock.
His Highness the Holy Son only had one ring, yet he could fight their captain, a Soul King, to a standstill?
No, that wasn't right!
Their captain actually seemed to be at a disadvantage.
His Highness the Holy Son was far too strong.
Bibi Dong, however, remained calm, unsurprised by this.
With the enhancements from a Super God-Level Martial Soul, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, and a Soul Bone, a Soul King really could not beat the little bastard without using Soul Skills.
Had Xie Yue's combat experience not far surpassed the little bastard's, he would have lost long ago.
The longer Xie Yue fought, the more alarmed he became, his pride ground to dust.
I'm a Soul King, yet I can't even beat a One-Ring Soul Master. This is too much of a blow to my pride.
After being driven back once more, Xie Yue decisively unleashed a Soul Skill.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Strength!"
His overall strength and speed received a substantial boost.
He charged forward again, attacking furiously.
This time, he could finally hold his own against Chen Feng.
However, his Fourth Soul Skill had a time limit. He could not maintain this state forever.
Upon discovering that he still could not gain an overwhelming advantage in close combat, he decisively retreated, abandoning close-quarters fighting.
"First Soul Skill, Slash!"
He crossed his two Moon Blades and slashed out a wave of blade energy.
With a thought from Chen Feng, branches extended outward, weaving a shield in front of him.
Bam!
The blade energy struck the shield with a dull thud.
The branch shield rippled, remaining completely intact.
"Third Soul Skill, Break!"
Both Moon Blades attacked simultaneously, capable of breaking through most defenses.
Bam! Bam!
The powerful attacks struck the branch shield, sending ripples through the aura of death upon it. Fine cracks appeared in the branches, but the shield still did not shatter completely.
A Soul Skill bestowed by a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was simply too powerful.
Xie Yue's expression turned grave. Taking a deep breath, he shouted in a deep voice, "Fifth Soul Skill, Kill!"
His pitch-black fifth Soul Ring lit up. Dark golden patterns appeared on the surfaces of the Moon Blades, and a heart-palpitating aura of sharpness spread outward.
With a fierce swing of both Moon Blades, two blood-colored blade rays flew out, overlapping in midair and condensing into a gigantic crescent-shaped blade of light.
The light blade was blood-red throughout, its edge lined with white radiance.
Fine cracks appeared in the void wherever the light blade passed.
Boom!
The light blade struck the shield woven from branches, finally shattering it.
But Chen Feng had already left that spot. With a wave of his hand, he released countless dark purple branches once more, sending them to coil around Xie Yue.
Xie Yue dodged continuously, swinging his blades to knock away the branches he could not evade.
He was startled to discover that even if he unleashed all his Soul Skills again, he still seemed unable to defeat His Highness the Holy Son.
All he could do was buy time and wait for His Highness the Holy Son to exhaust his Soul Power.
His Highness the Holy Son had already used that Soul Bone Skill that restored Soul Power, so he probably could not use it a second time so soon.
Just as Xie Yue had thought, Chen Feng indeed could not use Ghost Tree Domain again in such a short time.
But his abilities did not end there.
With a thought, the dark purple Branch on his Family Tree Martial Soul vibrated at a strange frequency.
The next moment, pure Soul Power appeared out of thin air on the Branch, then flowed into Chen Feng's body.
His depleted Soul Power was instantly restored.
"How is that possible?"
A trace of shock appeared in Bibi Dong's eyes as she watched the battle.
Just now, she had felt a little of the Soul Power inside her vanish into thin air, and then Chen Feng's Soul Power had recovered.
Was this little bastard drawing on her Soul Power from a distance to replenish his own expenditure?
Was this also an ability the little bastard gained once their intimacy reached a certain level?
Then could I draw on his Soul Power from a distance?
Wouldn't that make him lose?
A faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's lips, but it soon froze.
Because she could not do it.
"Hmph! You hateful little bastard. You can draw on mine, but I can't draw on yours?"
Bibi Dong pursed her lips.
Meanwhile, Xie Yue, who was constantly dodging Death Entanglement, also noticed that Chen Feng had strangely returned to peak condition.
This is far too unfair. Is His Highness the Holy Son cheating?
Xie Yue grumbled inwardly, then shouted, "Full Moon!"
The two Moon Blades merged into one, and his body spun at high speed, forming a Full Moon slash with no blind spots.
Under Full Moon's countless rapid, successive slashes, some of the dark purple branches coiling toward him were finally severed.
In his Full Moon state, Xie Yue continued spinning as he rushed swiftly toward Chen Feng.
A trace of surprise appeared in Chen Feng's eyes. Then the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he said calmly, "Rakshasa Ghost Tree Soul Bone Skill, Rakshasa Evil Light!"
Hum!
As he poured in Soul Power, a dark purple vortex appeared at his chest.
The next moment, a dark purple beam a foot thick shot out.
The beam contained dense Rakshasa Evil Qi and shot straight toward the rapidly spinning Xie Yue.
Crack!
Both Moon Blades shattered on the spot.
"Brother! Look out!"
Hu Liena, who had just returned wearing a black robe, happened to see this scene and cried out in fright.
Whoosh!
A figure appeared out of thin air, grabbed Xie Yue by the shoulder, and moved away.
The dark purple beam shot into the distance, striking an artificial rockery ahead of the plaza.
With a thunderous boom, the rockery was blasted into dust.
"Gasp!"
Everyone drew in a sharp breath. Wasn't this Soul Bone Skill far too terrifyingly powerful?
Wait!
Why did His Highness the Holy Son have two Soul Bone Skills?
Everyone looked puzzled.
"Thank you, Teacher."
At the edge of the plaza, Xie Yue offered his respectful thanks, still looking somewhat shaken.
Bibi Dong stepped over to Chen Feng, raised her hand, and rapped him on the head. Her slender brows rose as she snapped, "Little bastard, were you trying to kill him?"
Although that strike was not enough to kill a Soul King, it would definitely have severely injured Xie Yue.
Chen Feng rubbed his head and gave an awkward laugh. "This was my first time using this skill, too. Besides, I only put in a tiny amount of Soul Power and already kept its power at the minimum. I didn't expect it to be so powerful."
"That was its lowest power?"
Everyone's eyes widened, their faces filled with horror.
Hearing this, Yan, who had just regained consciousness, felt immensely fortunate. As it turned out, His Highness the Holy Son had never used his full strength while fighting him.
Xie Yue felt an even stronger wave of lingering fear. Had their teacher not been here, he would have been severely injured, if not killed.
His Highness the Holy Son was terrifying.
A trace of admiration appeared in Hu Liena's eyes, and she felt an inexplicable sense of pride.
But then she remembered that the one who had been defeated was her own older brother, and hurriedly suppressed her smile, putting on a serious expression.
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