Meanwhile, in the sky screen on the other side.
The Martial Universe.
Dai Mubai, frozen into an ice sculpture, lay in a muddy pit, his whole body twitching uncontrollably.
Not a trace of lust remained in his sinister eyes; only pain filled his face.
Just then, the sound of something cutting through the air suddenly came from the distant mountain woods.
A beautiful, aloof figure drifted over and landed steadily beside the enormous blue-green boulder.
The newcomer was also an exceptionally beautiful young woman, dressed in a simple, elegant long dress, her bearing cool and otherworldly.
She was Ying Huanhuan's elder sister, the senior sister of the Dao Sect Heavenly Hall, Ying Xiaoxiao.
"Huanhuan, what happened?"
"I heard a commotion over here from a distance and thought you'd run into trouble."
Ying Xiaoxiao glanced at Dai Mubai, who was wailing on the ground, and her brows furrowed slightly.
At her sister's question, Ying Huanhuan pursed her lips in anger.
She put away the Guqin, pointed at Dai Mubai on the ground, and spoke with disgust.
"Sister, you're just in time."
"Some lecher in gaudy clothes came out of nowhere."
"He didn't even have the slightest fluctuation of yuan power, yet he tried to put his hands on me."
"He absolutely disgusted me."
At those words, a chill instantly appeared on Ying Xiaoxiao's lovely face.
Her beautiful eyes swept coldly toward Dai Mubai on the ground, and a powerful aura far surpassing Ying Huanhuan's instantly spread out.
"A useless wretch without a scrap of yuan power dared sneak into our Dao Sect's Heaven Hall?"
"Not only that, he even dared speak disrespectfully to you."
"If Father found out that some beggar had molested his precious daughter, he'd slap this man into a pulp."
Ying Xiaoxiao's voice was icy, and she could not even be bothered to spare Dai Mubai another glance.
"Huanhuan, you're our Dao Sect's little princess. Next time you encounter a reckless scoundrel like this, just kill him outright, so he doesn't dirty your hands."
"Guards!"
At Ying Xiaoxiao's sharp call, several young men dressed in Dao Sect disciple robes hurried out of the woods.
"Senior Sister!"
The disciples bowed respectfully.
"Drag this lecher away!"
"Yes!"
Hearing her order, the Dao Sect disciples did not hesitate at all.
They stepped forward, grabbed Dai Mubai by the hair, and dragged him like a dead dog all the way into the depths of the mountains.
As Dai Mubai was dragged away, the image on the light screen froze.
[Number One Explorer: Dai Mubai.] [Encountered the Dao Sect, one of the Eastern Xuan Region's Eight Great Super Sects.] [Status: both arms shattered and crippled, severely injured.] [Current identity: imprisoned in the Dao Sect's Cold Ice Prison.]
When those lines of large text appeared, countless Soul Masters throughout the Douluo Continent drew sharp breaths.
They had never imagined it.
The illustrious monster genius of Shrek Academy, a rank forty-one Power Attack System Battle Soul Ancestor.
He had failed to withstand even a single move from a teenage girl!
He had not even seen clearly how she attacked before being frozen into a cripple!
At Shrek Academy.
Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang remained kneeling on the ground, staring blankly at the sky.
At this moment, he truly could no longer find any excuse to deceive himself.
After all, Dai Mubai had undeniably been defeated in an instant by a young girl.
Meanwhile, Ma Hongjun was trembling all over in fright and hurriedly covered his crotch.
"Holy crap..."
"The girls in that world are way too terrifying. They can freeze someone into an ice sculpture just by playing an instrument?"
"If I'd gone instead, even my dick would've probably frozen off."
"Thank goodness I wasn't picked, thank goodness I wasn't picked..."
Yet just as everyone was reeling from that terrifying cold.
Ning Rongrong, standing to the side, gave a cold snort, a strong trace of disdain flashing through her eyes.
She folded her arms across her chest, raised her delicate chin, and muttered with an arrogant expression.
"The Dao Sect's little princess? What a boast."
As the pearl in the palm of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong had grown up with a golden spoon in her mouth.
In her understanding, only someone like her, born into the world's foremost support sect, deserved to be called a noble young lady.
"Look how plainly those two girls are dressed. They don't even have a decent piece of jewelry."
"I bet that so-called Dao Sect is just some backwater sect hiding deep in the mountains, claiming a mountain as its kingdom."
"She dares call herself a little princess just because her father's some sect master?"
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes, her tone filled with contempt.
"What a country bumpkin who's never seen the world."
"If I ever go to that world, I'll show them what a sect's true foundations look like!"
"With my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's wealth and status, a wild girl like that isn't even fit to carry my shoes!"
Hearing Ning Rongrong's spoiled young lady's outburst.
Tang San, standing nearby, frowned slightly, but did not speak up to contradict her.
Because he, too, lacked a clear understanding of that so-called Dao Sect.
After all, the scene just now had shown only two young girls and a few ordinary disciples.
They had displayed none of the heaven-destroying, earth-shattering strength of that earlier Nirvana Realm expert.
It seems that world has wheat mixed with chaff, too. This Dao Sect is probably just an ordinary martial arts sect.
Tang San speculated to himself.
And while everyone on the Douluo Continent entertained different thoughts.
The majestic voice rang out from the sky screen once again.
[Number One Explorer Dai Mubai has lost his freedom. Live broadcast temporarily suspended.] [Switching to Number Two Explorer's perspective...]
As the voice faded.
Ripples spread across the image on the light screen again.
Everyone's breathing instantly stopped.
Because this second explorer was no young junior.
He was a true member of Spirit Hall's core leadership.
A rank ninety-five Agility Attack System Titled Douluo, Gui Mei!
As the sky screen's notification ended.
The image on the light screen instantly switched to a black mountain range steeped in sinister gloom.
Immediately afterward, a ghostlike black shadow silently descended onto the branch of a dead tree.
It was none other than Spirit Hall's rank ninety-five Agility Attack System Titled Douluo, Gui Mei!
The moment he landed, Ghost Douluo frowned.
He had clearly also sensed this world's immensely heavy Heaven and Earth Yuan Power.
But he did not panic like those before him.
As a Titled Douluo who had survived countless life-and-death battles, he kept Pope Bibi Dong's instructions firmly in mind.
Without any hesitation, all nine Soul Rings on his body instantly lit up.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"
With a low shout, Ghost Douluo's body instantly transformed into a mass of insubstantial, drifting black mist.
His entire being merged completely into the surrounding shadows.
This concealment technique was the signature skill with which he had roamed unchallenged across the Douluo Continent.
Relying on his Martial Soul Avatar's incorporeal state, he was confident he could escape unscathed even against a rank ninety-nine Peerless Douluo.
The gravity here may be strange, but this incorporeal body of mine is unaffected by physical forces.
As long as I lurk in the darkness, no one can discover me.
Ghost Douluo sneered inwardly.
Then he transformed into a shadow almost imperceptible to the naked eye and swiftly crept along the ground toward a vast sect deep in the mountains.
Seeing Ghost Douluo's cautious, professional conduct on the sky screen.
Many Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent nodded to themselves.
Inside the Pope's Palace.
As Bibi Dong watched the light screen, her tightly knitted brows relaxed a little.
"Gui Mei handled that very calmly."
"His Martial Soul is extremely unusual, almost immune to all physical attacks."
"It couldn't be better suited to gathering intelligence."
Beside her, Chrysanthemum Douluo raised a delicately curved hand, thumb and middle finger touching, and chuckled coyly.
"Naturally. Even you, Your Holiness, would have to expend some effort to detect Old Ghost's concealment."
"The people of that world may possess overwhelming power, but they'll never discover Old Ghost."
Meanwhile.
On the screen, Ghost Douluo crept onward and soon successfully infiltrated the deepest part of the sect.
This was the headquarters of the Yin Puppet Sect, one of the Great Desolation Commandery's three greatest powers!
Inside a sinister hall.
A middle-aged man with a gloomy face, dressed in gray-black robes, sat cross-legged on a broad bone chair, resting with his eyes closed.
This man was the Yin Puppet Sect's sect master, Teng Sha!
His cultivation had long since reached Creation Realm Great Accomplishment!
The black mist Ghost Douluo had become clung to the shadows outside the door as he cautiously observed the hall through a crack.
This man doesn't even have a single Soul Ring. It seems he's just the leader of an ordinary sect.
Ghost Douluo calculated inwardly and was about to venture farther inside.
Yet the instant he shifted his position ever so slightly.
Inside the hall, Teng Sha, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
Those cold, sinister eyes looked straight toward the shadows where Ghost Douluo was hiding!
"Since you've come, why skulk in hiding?"
Teng Sha's voice echoed through the hall.
Hearing those words, Ghost Douluo's heart jolted.
But he did not reveal himself, instead forcing himself to remain calm.
Impossible. He's definitely bluffing.
Even Titled Douluos can't detect my incorporeal state. How could he possibly see me?
Ghost Douluo remained motionless, trying to stay hidden.
Yet at Ghost Douluo's self-deceiving behavior, Teng Sha sneered inside the hall.
He did not even move his body, merely raising his right hand casually.
"Not a trace of yuan power fluctuation, yet such a rich soul aura."
"It seems you're a rather fine remnant soul."
"Just right for refining my Yin Puppet!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible, terrifying wave suddenly erupted from between Teng Sha's brows.
This was no yuan power, but the unique power of the Martial Universe's Talisman Masters: Spiritual Power!
Boom!
That Spiritual Power formed an enormous invisible hand, pierced straight through the void, and seized the mass of insubstantial black mist outside the door.
"Aaargh!"
With a piercing scream.
Ghost Douluo's proud Martial Soul Avatar, supposedly immune to physical attacks, was forcibly yanked out of the shadows by that enormous invisible hand!
"What is that?!"
"What did you do?!"
Suspended in midair, Ghost Douluo looked utterly terrified as he desperately drove the Soul Power within his body, trying to break free.
But to his despair, he discovered something.
That invisible force was not targeting his flesh at all-it had his soul locked in a death grip!
His physical immunities were nothing but a joke before this bizarre power!
At the sight of this scene.
The entire Douluo Continent once again fell into stunned, deathly silence.
Inside Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong abruptly rose to her feet, her scepter smashing the floor tiles beneath her.
Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had been giggling just moments ago, now looked like a rooster seized by the throat, unable to utter a single word.
"How is this possible?!"
"Old Ghost is a rank ninety-five Titled Douluo!"
"That fellow didn't even lay a finger on him, yet he broke Old Ghost's Martial Soul Avatar?!"
Bibi Dong's eyes brimmed with horror, and even her voluptuous body could not help trembling slightly.
Others might not understand what they were seeing, but as a Peak Douluo, how could she fail to see it?
That was a means of attack specifically targeting the mind and soul!
Shrek Academy.
Watching the invisible ripples in the screen of light, Tang San also abruptly sucked in a breath of cold air.
His Purple Demon Eye flickered wildly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Is that... Spiritual Power condensed into tangible form?!"
"How could anyone cultivate Spiritual Power to such a level!"
The Purple Demon Eye that Tang San took such pride in already counted among the top mental cultivation techniques on the Douluo Continent.
But right now, all he could do was see through a few illusions.
Yet that middle-aged man in the sky screen had actually turned his Spiritual Power into a tangible giant hand and picked up a Titled Douluo as though grabbing a chick!
Such control over Spiritual Power had completely surpassed Tang San's understanding.
Beside him, Yu Xiaogang was also dumbstruck, his lips trembling as he struggled for ages without managing a single word.
Within the scene.
No matter how Ghost Douluo struggled, he could not escape the grip of that giant hand of Spiritual Power.
Teng Sha watched the panic-stricken Ghost Douluo in midair, his eyes blazing with fervor.
"Excellent. What a supreme-quality Soul Body."
"Though his power system is somewhat strange, once I refine him into my Life-bound Puppet, he'll definitely take its power to greater heights!"
With that, Teng Sha rapidly formed seals with both hands.
Soon, an eerie black flame instantly rose from his palm and directly engulfed Ghost Douluo in midair.
"Aaaah!!!"
"Your Holiness, save me! Save me!"
Ghost Douluo thrashed wildly in the black flames, letting out one bloodcurdling scream after another.
That was the agony of having his soul forcibly refined.
A mighty elder of Spirit Hall, a rank ninety-five Titled Douluo.
Yet now he was like fish on a chopping board, at another's mercy, suffering a fate worse than death.
As Ghost Douluo's piercing screams echoed through the screen of light.
Several lines of golden text slowly appeared as well.
[Number Two Explorer, Gui Mei.] [Encountered the sect master of the Yin Puppet Sect in Great Desolation Commandery, a Creation Realm Great Accomplishment expert and high-ranking Talisman Master.] [Status: defeated, captured.] [Current identity: soul being forcibly refined into a puppet.]
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