Soul Guidance Ray intertwined into a net, and high-explosive Soul Cannon fell, trailing plumes of flame, with shockwaves and freezing beams mixed in.
A terrifying energy, powerful enough to instantly level hills and evaporate lakes, erupted wildly in the Core Zone of the palace.
The explosion's flames instantly engulfed Toji's figure, and the shockwave ripped up, melted, and vaporized the sturdy alloy tiles on the square.
A scorching wave of heat rolled outwards, and even the air seemed to groan under its own weight.
Smoke and turbulent energy surged into the sky, obscuring the moonlight.
However, only a breath later...
Thump!
The heavy, clear footsteps, like the tolling of a death knell, once again pierced through the deafening roar of the explosion.
The smoke and dust were violently pushed aside by an invisible force, and Toji's figure stepped out unharmed. He didn't even flinch.
The simple black shirt and white pants, even in the center of an energy storm powerful enough to melt metal, only had a few specks of dust on the hem, without a single wrinkle.
It was as if the devastating concentrated fire from just moments ago was nothing more than a gentle breeze.
"No... impossible!" The Soul Engineer, who was directing from afar, nearly burst out of his skin, his voice distorted by extreme fear and absurdity.
This mind-blowing scene completely shattered the psychological defenses of some of the Soul Engineer.
Fear, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed madness.
But more attacks came crashing down amidst the roars of higher-ranking Soul Engineer.
The figures of level seven and Level 8 Soul Engineer emerged like locusts from various buildings and soul guidance positions, and the Soul Tool in their hands emitted even more powerful energy fluctuations.
Rays of Destruction as thick as a child's arm, along with higher-level and more terrifying soul-guided attacks, rained down upon Toji once again.
The explosion was even more horrifying; the entire palace trembled violently, and the ground of the square was repeatedly ripped open, forming a huge crater.
The turbulent energy currents tore some low-level Soul Engineer who got too close to the scene to shreds.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and the aura of energy had not yet dissipated.
Thump!
Footsteps sounded again!
Toji's figure, like a demon god emerging from a furnace of purgatory, stepped out of the vortex of Destruction once more. He remained calm and unharmed.
His clothes were still covered in a tiny speck of dust. He even casually dusted off his shoulders.
The movement was as effortless as brushing away a fallen leaf, yet it carried a suffocating irony and indifference.
"Monster... He's a real monster." Desperate cries echoed among the Soul Engineer.
The Level 9 Soul Engineer finally arrived. They hovered in mid-air, their faces as solemn as iron, and the Level 9 Soul Tool in their hands exuded a terrifying aura of Destruction.
However, when they saw the figure emerge safely from the epicenter of the explosion, a chill ran through them, freezing their blood instantly.
"Attack! Don't stop! He must have a limit!" a Level 9 Soul Engineer roared, his giant cannon spewing out a terrifying beam of light powerful enough to pierce mountains, shooting straight at Toji's chest!
The beam of light hit its target precisely!
But the result was exactly the same as before.
The Level 9 Soul Guidance Ray, powerful enough to make even Titled Douluo pale, vanished and dissipated silently the moment it touched Toji's body, as if it had struck the hardest barrier in the universe. It didn't even cause a ripple before it was silently annihilated and dissipated.
Toji their forward momentum didn't falter in the slightest.
Divine Body, transcending the mortal realm and above the rules.
Ordinary weapons, even those created at the pinnacle of Soul Guidance Technology, are nothing more than children's toys in its presence.
"Boring."
Toji finally spoke, his voice not loud, but carrying a chilling quality that pierced the soul, clearly overshadowing all the explosions and roars.
He reached behind him and gripped the hilt of the dark red, menacing knife.
An indescribable aura of ferocity suddenly erupted.
The dark red blade seemed to come alive, greedily absorbing the fear and bloodlust that filled the air.
Before the sword was even drawn, the intent to sever everything and slaughter all things made the Soul Engineer faced it tremble as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
"Since you're so eager to die..."
Toji his lips curled into a cold, emotionless smile, a smile more chilling than the biting winds of the Far North.
Clang--
The dark red, deadly blade was drawn with a sudden, forceful motion.
He then swung it out suddenly.
In an instant, the flash of blades resembled a blood-red moon across the sky.
Fast, indescribably fast, faster than the visual senses can capture.
It is not a straight line, but rather a perfect, cold, deathly arc centered on Toji, covering 360 degrees.
There was no clanging of metal, only countless muffled sounds that made one's scalp tingle, freeze one's soul, and instantly sever flesh and bones.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
At the edge of the plaza, all the Soul Engineer who, in that instant, had tried to rush towards Toji, launch Soul Tool at him, or were merely within the range of that dark red arc of light, were present.
Whether it's Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, or a Level 7 or Level 8 Soul Engineer who just arrived.
Their movements all froze.
The next moment.
"Splash--!"
Like wheat stalks neatly harvested by an invisible sickle.
Hundreds of bodies, from the waist up, were completely separated from their lower bodies.
Scorching red blood gushed out from countless severed cavities like a burst dam, instantly turning the entire square into a viscous, blood-red swamp.
Broken internal organs, fractured spines, and frozen heads, mixed in with the gushing fountain of blood, formed a picture of hell.
"Uh... ah..."
After a brief silence, countless shrill, inhuman screams of the dying suddenly erupted.
That was the final lament of Life crushed by absolute power, the desperate echo of a soul being dragged into the abyss.
The pungent, nauseating stench of blood, mixed with the smell of gunpowder and entrails, instantly filled the entire space, so thick it was almost impossible to dissolve.
Toji stood in the middle of the pool of blood, the dark red blade pointing diagonally at the ground, thick blood slowly dripping down the blade and gathering into a small blood puddle at his feet.
His black clothes remained clean, with only a few drops of splattered blood on them, like scarlet plum blossoms adorning the fabric.
The cuffs of the white trousers were completely submerged in warm blood that reached above the ankles.
He didn't even glance at the Asura -like scene around him, as if he had merely brushed away a few unsightly flies.
Lift your foot and take a step.
Thump.
The heavy footsteps sounded again, crushing countless dying screams, and stomping on the viscous blood and broken limbs with a chilling splattering sound.
He continued towards the palace hall, step by step, treading on blood.
Wherever they went, whether it was the Soul Engineer who followed or the taxi soldiers who tried to resist by relying on the Soul Master positions, they were all terrified.
The Level 9 Soul Engineer were furious and launched an even fiercer attack, even using their most powerful combination soul guidance techniques.
However, nothing changed. Their attack landed on Toji as if it had vanished into thin air.
Toji was even too lazy to swing his knife anymore, only occasionally raising his hand and flicking his finger.