Nangong Wan was shocked. His Spiritual Power had captured the trajectories of those Blood Arrow. They drew strange arcs in the air, chasing his Heavenly Centipede Giant True Body like living creatures.
He hurriedly controlled Heavenly Centipede Giant True Body to move in a zigzag pattern. The huge centipede body dashed left and right in the ruins, trying to get rid of these life-seeking Blood Arrow.
But no matter how he twisted away, those Blood Arrows were always chasing after him, as if they were locked by some kind of Rules, biting and holding on to his breath.
"Comes with a built-in lock?" Nangong Wan's heart sank to the bottom, "Is his Spiritual Power already so strong?
Put his Spiritual Power mark on me, and then all his Soul Skill can be automatically tracked based on the mark?"
"Soul Emperor is so strong! Even I can't pull off this move!"
He has been practicing for so many years, but he has never seen any Soul Emperor possess this level of ability.
Are you telling me this is Soul Emperor?
Have you ever seen any Soul Emperor chasing a level 93 Evil Soul Master Titled Douluo all over the street?
Not to mention that although Nangong Wan is level 93, Evil Soul Master's real combat power is enough to compete head-on with the average level 95 Super Douluo. But at this moment, he is like a mouse being chased by a cat in front of Lu Ren.
"Since you can't escape, then turn around and fight!"
Nangong Wan is completely red-eyed. He is also bloody. He was forced to do this by a Soul Emperor. If he continues to escape, his old face will have no place to rest.
Rather than being chased and beaten to death, it is better to fight to the death and at least die with dignity.
He suddenly stopped the fleeing figure, and the ninth-ranked Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring suddenly lit up, and the dark green light almost solidified.
Ninth Soul Skill, Titled Douluo, the most powerful Soul Skill, is also Nangong Wan's ultimate killer skill.
The next moment, Heavenly Centipede Giant True Body's whole body turned into black and green. The color was so deep that it was almost black, like the mud that had accumulated at the bottom of a putrid swamp for thousands of years.
The huge body stood tall, and a deep and smelly poisonous mist spurted out from its mouthparts.
The poisonous mist is so toxic that even the space seems to be overwhelmed, making a harsh corrosive sound and corroding into the air visible black Rift.
Lu Ren almost stopped in mid-air instantly, and then he once again used his super-high speed to go around the edge of the poisonous fog at an extremely tricky angle. He even had enough time to shoot a few tentative Blood Arrow in the direction of Nangong Wan during the detour.
This undoubtedly made Nangong Wan so angry that he almost vomited blood.
The Ninth Soul Skill he released from his burning source consumed so much that he would not be able to recover for several months. As a result, the opponent could not even take a breath to hide.
Not only is the opponent's speed ridiculously fast, he can also stop at will and even turn at will.
No matter whether it is moving forward or backward or moving sideways, there is no stiffness.
Not only that, his explosive power in close combat is invincible, and one punch can break his Soul Power body protection.
There are also a variety of long-range attack methods, and each move has an automatic locking sure-hit effect.
Do you call such a person Soul Emperor?
He Nangong Wan has seen countless geniuses and countless Monster, but he has never seen any Soul Emperor who can possess so many completely different ability systems at the same time, and each of them has been developed to the extent that it can threaten Titled Douluo.
After doing all this, Lu Ren flew in mid-air, not rushing to pursue, but hiding at a safe distance, watching Nangong Wan release Ninth Soul Skill.
Now, his speed has superimposed to a very terrifying level, and his Projection Sorcery has already been exchanged for a super enhanced version with Binding Vow.
In exchange for never being able to use Ice Empress's Pincer in the fifth Soul Skill, the hard limit of twenty-four frames per second is removed in Projection Sorcery.
The new Projection Sorcery can freely adjust the frame limit according to the intensity of one's Cursed Energy and Soul Power. At the same time, it is no longer necessary to strictly abide by the preset actions to obtain the acceleration effect. You can move however you want, and it can also perfectly circumvent the penalty mechanism of "if you cannot complete the preset actions, you will be frozen for one second" in the old version of Cursed Technique.
In addition, as long as you are touched by Lu Ren himself, or the other party touches Lu Ren himself, the other party still needs to follow Projection Sorcery's default action Rule.
If it cannot be completed, it will be forcibly controlled for one second.
One second is enough to kill the opponent countless times in a life-and-death fight.
Although the content of the Binding Vow exchanged is very simple, it seems that it is just a Four Hundred Thousand Years level Soul Skill in exchange for changes without any attribute bonus, which seems to be a loss.
But this Binding Vow directly improves the strength of Cursed Technique of Projection Sorcery.
From the underlying logic, Cursed Technique has been completely rewritten to run Rule, which directly caused a qualitative change in Projection Sorcery.
Projection Sorcery is no longer limited to the rigid twenty-four frames per second frame in the original version of Jujutsu Kaisen. As long as Lu Ren's Cursed Energy and Soul Power can keep up, he can freely complete hundreds of frames in one second, or even faster.
This is the qualitative change that Four Hundred Thousand Years Soul Ring brought to Lu Ren Cursed Technique.
It doesn't add many attributes, nor does it bring much output capability. It directly and fundamentally lifts the core limitation of Cursed Technique.
No wonder Nangong Wan was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
No matter how wide and powerful all his attacks are, if they can't hit, they just miss.
And Lu Ren's speed continued to superimpose, each breath was faster than the last moment, and Nangong Wan couldn't even catch his afterimage.
This is why Lu Ren can stop whenever it wants and retreat whenever it wants when it is at super high speed. No matter how it moves, it does not trigger the failure penalty of incomplete action of Projection Sorcery.
It was Soul Skill from Four Hundred Thousand Years who made a qualitative change in Lu Ren's strength.
While thinking about it, I saw that the poisonous fog of Nangong Wan Ninth Soul Skill began to thin gradually.
After all, it is a killing technique released by the burning source, and its duration is extremely limited.
Lu Ren An evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He accelerated again with Projection Sorcery, drawing an almost invisible red trajectory in the air, and in the blink of an eye he had flown directly above Nangong Wan Heavenly Centipede Giant True Body.
"Not good!"
At this moment, Nangong Wan, who was being approached by Lu Ren, completely fell into despair.
He had just released Ninth Soul Skill, and the Soul Power in his body was in its weakest state. The remaining Soul Power in Meridians was so scattered that it was too late to regroup the protective body.
At this moment, I was approached by Lu Ren. Needless to say what happened.
He wanted to take back Martial Soul Avatar and escape, but it was too late.
The next moment, a dazzling Black Light exploded from Lu Ren's right fist.
The light of Black Flash was like the gaze of death in the night, hitting Heavenly Centipede Giant True Body hard in the center of the head.
With just one punch, the fifty-meter-long giant centipede felt like it was hit by a 10,000-ton hammer, and its entire head was smashed into the ground.
Immediately after Lu Ren landed on his feet, he grabbed the tail of Heavenly Centipede Giant True Body with both hands. That is the easiest position to exert force, and it is also one of the most vulnerable joints of the centipede Soul Beast.
Heavenly Centipede Giant True Body was picked up and knocked down like a rag in his hand, smashed down and picked up again, and he was shooting left and right wildly.
Huge holes were smashed into the ground one after another, Rubble and dust rose into the sky, and the entire ruins were shaking violently.
This set of combos didn't give Nangong Wan any chance to breathe.
In the face of absolute speed and power, all skills and experience become meaningless.
Soon, Nangong Wan could no longer hold Martial Soul Avatar.
The dark green centipede phantom collapsed after a period of violent distortion and transformed back into its true form.
The tail of Heavenly Centipede in Lu Ren's hand also transformed back into the right leg of Nangong Wan.
Now Nangong Wan was beaten to pieces by Lu Ren.
The cheekbones were shattered, the eye sockets were bloodshot, and the entire face was so swollen that it was almost unrecognizable to its original appearance.
His luxurious robes had turned into rags, and his body was covered in mud and blood.
"Please----don't kill me!"
Nangong Wan screamed in horror, his voice so sharp that it changed its tone due to extreme fear.
His legs were pulled by Lu Ren, and he could only desperately protect his face with his arms. His posture did not have half of the majesty of the second elder Holy Spirit Cult.
"As long as you don't kill me, I can do whatever you want!"
"You can even let me be your dog! I have money, I have resources, I know all the secrets of Holy Spirit Cult, I will tell you everything you want to know!"
Hearing Nangong Wan's heartbreaking plea for mercy, Lu Ren stopped what he was doing.
He almost forgot that this guy's character was the most cowardly among Holy Spirit Cult's top brass.
In the original work, Nangong Wan is known for being timid and afraid of death, and even worked as an undercover agent for Huo Yuhao and the others----
Lu Ren exerted slight force on his feet and stepped on Nangong Wan's right leg, stopping his futile struggle. There was no trace of mercy in his eyes, only cold scrutiny.
"Being a dog?" He sneered, his voice chilling in the night, "You have no idea how many innocent people's blood you have stained on your hands?"
"When you are doing evil, you are arrogant, but when you are at a disadvantage, you are begging for mercy. You Evil Soul Master have a very unified look."
Nangong Wan trembled all over, the color on his face faded, and his facial features that had been swollen from the beating were squeezed into a ball. The desire to survive completely overwhelmed all dignity. "I can't help myself! I joined Holy Spirit Cult just to survive. As you know, Evil Soul Master's reputation is not very good, almost everyone wants to beat him!"
"If this world didn't give me room to survive, why would I join Holy Spirit Cult?"
"As long as you leave me alive, I will know all the secrets of Holy Spirit Cult!"
"I will say whatever you ask me to say, and I won't dare to hide a word!"
He was all too aware of how terrifying the young man in front of him was.
He, Nangong Wan, was a level ninety-three evil soul, Titled Douluo, whose combat power was comparable to that of Super Douluo, but he was chased and beaten by the opponent's Soul Emperor.
Martial Soul Avatar was forcibly broken up, Soul Power was on the verge of exhaustion, and any further resistance would lead to death.
The only chance of survival now is to use all the information in exchange for a chance to survive.
On the battlefield not far away, the sound of swords was still clanging and piercing.
Within the Hall of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to Dust domain, thousands of sword threads crisscrossed each other, and there were numerous sword monuments, chilling Sword Intent and locking the entire space to death.
Masked Douluo was wrapped in layers of sword light, and the surrounding Demon Maggot continued to release Spiritual Shock, transforming into illusory afterimages. However, in front of Ji Juechen's extremely pure heart Swordsmanship, all mental illusions and concealment methods were in vain.
His Martial Soul can disturb people's minds and devour souls, but Ji Juechen's will has long been integrated with Sword Intent. Spiritual Power's attack is like blowing a piece of hardened steel with the wind.
I can feel it, but I can't shake it at all.
Masked Douluo is not good at frontal attacks. His level 91 cultivation base is constantly shrinking under the pressure of Sword Domain. Every time he swings Soul Skill, he will be torn to pieces by the sword light in the sky. The black robe on his body has been cut to pieces by the sword energy, and his body is covered with fine blood marks.
Seeing that Nangong Wan was completely defeated and begging for mercy, Masked Douluo's heart instantly sank to the bottom, and he screamed in shock and anger, "Nangong Wan, you coward! Stand up and fight again! We still have reinforcements, if you hold on for a while, we will wait for them!"
The word "reinforcements" hit his ears, and Lu Ren's eyes flashed.
He had long expected that Holy Spirit Cult would not send just two elders to guard this place.
Such a blatant massing of manpower in a suburban stronghold must have some back-ups.
If it continues to be delayed, a large number of Evil Soul Master will swarm in, and the situation will only become difficult.
"Reinforcements?" Lu Ren lowered his head and looked at Nangong Wan at his feet, exerting slight pressure on his toes, causing the other party to whimper in pain, "Tell me, how many men have you secretly ambushed? Are there any other Titled Douluos nearby?"
With the threat of death hanging over his head, Nangong Wan did not dare to hide anything and hurriedly said, "There are still four elders setting up defenses on the outside! Among them are Myriad Souls Douluo, Abomination Douluo, Netherworld Douluo and Nether Thunder Douluo. They are all Titled Douluo!"
"In addition, there are nearly a hundred Soul Emperor, Soul Saint level elite Evil Soul Master who are quickly approaching here."
"This is our largest gathering operation in Mingdu. All available manpower has been mobilized. At most, half a stick of incense will arrive before they arrive!"
Four Titled Douluo, plus a large number of high-level Evil Soul Master, this lineup is already a combat force that cannot be underestimated.
Lu Ren frowned and quickly calculated the strength comparison between the enemy and ourselves in his mind.
"What do you want to do when you gather your people together?"
"Of course we are looking for the Holy Attribute Soul Master who has been killing our Holy Spirit Cult recently!"
Nangong Wan shouted almost subconsciously, for fear that if he answered slowly, his leg bones would be broken.
"That unknown Holy Attribute Soul Master has killed many of our Holy Spirit Cult people. Dozens of strongholds and hundreds of followers are all gone."
"We are afraid that his cultivation will progress too fast, so we must do whatever it takes to find Mingdu!"
"You should also know that Soul Master of Holy Attribute, especially those similar to Angel Martial Soul, can purify us when they kill us Evil Soul Master, but angels can help them quickly increase their strength by purifying us!"
"No matter how much cultivation he has, even if he only has Soul King level, if he purifies a Titled Douluo level Evil Soul Master, it is equivalent to a great tonic and can help him quickly improve his cultivation!"
"Now that so many of us have died, once he breaks through to Titled Douluo and uses Holy Attribute's restraint effect on us, then we Holy Spirit Cult will never be able to stand up again.
"Oh? So you know his location?" Lu Ren said coldly.
"Yes, we've locked it!"
Nangong Wan dared not lie and revealed the entire plan.
"Because we had the help of Xu Tianran, after His Highness the Crown Prince came to the throne, he directly used Sun Moon Empire's official intelligence network to assist us in the search."
"This is equivalent to gaining the eyes and ears of the entire state machine at Mingdu, allowing us to collect a lot of information that we had no access to before."
"After repeated comparisons and investigations, we have now found out that many years ago, a child with Holy Attribute Martial Soul infiltrated the underground forces of Mingdu and was secretly adopted by a certain force."
"After so many years, this child should have grown up by now. If Holy Attribute Soul Master is him, then we know nothing about his growth over the years, so we must catch him and kill him before he breaks through to Titled Douluo!"
He took a breath and continued, "So we gathered our forces and planned to forcibly destroy all Aodu Chamber of Commerce and Ordinary Alliance. These two forces have been fighting with the Xishui Alliance for so many years, and the Soul Master of Holy Attribute is very likely to be hiding among them."
"No matter which house he is hiding in, if both families are destroyed together, he can always be forced out." After saying that, Nangong Wan hurriedly shouted, "That's all I know, I really don't know anything about the rest!"
Hearing this, Lu Ren made quick calculations in his mind.
He has multiple Cursed Technique blessings, and he is absolutely sure of one-on-one or even one-on-two. But facing four Titled Douluo level Evil Soul Master at the same time, plus a steady stream of mixed soldiers fighting, even he will be completely contained.
Ji Juechen can only contain Masked Douluo to his limit, and he is unable to share any more pressure.
Thinking of this, Lu Ren's eyes grew murderous.
Nangong Wan has already given enough information. Keeping him will only add an element of uncertainty to the upcoming battle.
If this guy recovers and attacks from behind while dealing with reinforcements, the gain will outweigh the loss.
"I've accepted the information. Thank you. You can go."
"Really, really?"
Nangong Wan was overjoyed, as the face that had been beaten into a shapeless shape actually had a trace of a smile that could survive the disaster.
He hurriedly got up from the ground with all his strength, dragging his right leg that had been stepped on to a broken bone, and wanted to leave the Asura field as quickly as possible.
But the next second, Lu Ren's voice sounded behind him, "But I didn't say you can leave standing."
As soon as the words fell, the hope that had just been ignited on Nangong Wan's face instantly solidified. He turned his head suddenly and looked at Lu Ren, his eyes widened in horror, and his pupils shrank violently due to fear. "You----you lied to your words? I have already confessed everything! You said I could leave, you said it yourself!"
"I never promised to spare your life." Lu Ren said in a calm tone, as if he was stating a fact that had nothing to do with him. "If I keep you, I will only continue to cause trouble to everyone."
"Evil Soul Master's path, from the moment you take the first step of harming others to gain cultivation, there is no room for turning back.
"The lives of those on your hands must be accounted for today."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Ren stepped forward, grabbed Nangong Wan's chin with his five fingers like iron pliers, forced his mouth open, and then covered his mouth with his palm.
Nangong Wan struggled desperately, kicking his legs wildly on the ground, trying to pry Lu Ren's fingers away with both hands, but at this moment, Soul Power was exhausted and seriously injured. This resistance was not even scratching the itch in front of Lu Ren.
Immediately after Reverse Cursed Technique started, Positive Energy, which was full of vitality, invaded Nangong Wan's exhausted body along the mouth without any hindrance.
Evil Soul Master relies on the evil Soul Power and resentment to nourish the body. The most evil body meets the pure Positive Energy, just like ice and snow encountering fire.
Two completely opposite energies collided fiercely in his Meridians. Positive Energy was frantically purifying his Evil Soul Power, and his body began to disintegrate from the inside during this purification.
"No, no!!!"
Nangong Wan let out a shrill scream, his body twisted and twitched violently, and the dark green evil Soul Power melted and disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The cultivation level of level 93 Titled Douluo is defenseless against Reverse Cursed Technique.
In just a few breaths, the screams suddenly stopped, and the huge body collapsed limply, completely lifeless.
His eyes were still open, his pupils were dilated, and there was extreme fear and unwillingness on his face.
Until his death, he never thought about how he, the second elder of Holy Spirit Cult, could die in the hands of a mere Soul Emperor.