Yun Ming's power surged into Kong Xuan's body like a vast galaxy.
In that instant, Kong Xuan felt that every move he made was filled with earth-shattering power.
"Disciple, watch carefully, this is how you use the Atlas Spear!"
Yun Ming's voice echoed in Kong Xuan's mind, gentle yet carrying a hint of coldness.
The next second, Kong Xuan felt as if his consciousness was gently pushed away, and control of his body was temporarily handed over to this teacher who had once stood at the pinnacle of the continent!
He raised his right hand, making a fist, and a crystal-like spear appeared out of thin air— the Martial Soul Atlas Spear!
There were no flashing Soul Ring, no bursts of Soul Skill, only the purest Spear Intent.
Sleep Nightmare Douluo's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.
As Titled Douluo, he could clearly feel the power emanating from the spear, a power that even he found terrifying.
He couldn't understand why Kong Xuan, a mere second-ring Soul Grandmaster, suddenly possessed power that even made him, a Titled Douluo, tremble with fear.
Sensing the threat of death instantly, Sleep Nightmare Douluo didn't hesitate. His black Seventh Soul Ring emitted an ink-like light, and he directly unleashed his Seventh Soul Skill, Nightmare Demon True Body.
A pitch-black demonic figure, hundreds of meters tall, appeared out of thin air, letting out a shrill roar. The glass of the surrounding buildings shattered instantly, and many people who heard the sound even fainted.
Under Yun Ming's control, Kong Xuan's body seemed to have vanished from its original state, yet it also seemed as if it had never moved at all.
Time lost its meaning at this moment, and space seemed to be forcibly folded by some higher will.
Sleep Nightmare Douluo was about to activate his ninth Soul Skill, he suddenly saw a point of light appear before his eyes.
Then the point of light emitted an incandescent glow, as if a white sun were shining before his eyes, and there was nothing but white in his vision.
Then...
The world is silent!
When Kong Xuan refocused his gaze, he found himself standing ten meters behind Sleep Nightmare Douluo.
The crystal-like Atlas Spear in his hand was slowly dissipating, a drop of black blood dripping from its tip, which was evaporated by the Spear Intent before it even hit the ground.
Kong Xuan looked up, and a ray of cool moonlight shone on his face.
The sky, which had been covered by dark clouds, now had a huge hole in it.
The clouds within a kilometer radius above the sky were swirled into a vortex by that single shot.
Sleep Nightmare Douluo stiffly lowered his head, staring at the bowl-sized hole in his chest.
No blood gushed out, because the flesh at the edges of the wound had already been carbonized by the extreme heat.
"I..."
He managed to utter a single word, his eyes filled with resentment, before his body began to disintegrate like a weathered sand sculpture.
First, his nine Soul Ring shattered, then his limbs and torso, and finally his face, which was filled with disbelief.
Yun Ming's consciousness receded like the tide, returning control of his body to Kong Xuan.
The immense power was drawn out of his body, and Kong Xuan trembled, nearly collapsing.
Although that attack just now used Yun Ming's power, it still took a considerable toll on him.
Glancing at the Sleep Nightmare Douluo had turned to ashes, Kong Xuan's mind sank into his Sea of Consciousness: "Teacher, are you alright?"
Kong Xuan was also worried that Yun Ming's "old medicine master" behavior would cause him some kind of fundamental damage.
Yun Ming appeared before Kong Xuan, looking no different from usual.
"It's nothing!"
Yun Ming's expression remained unchanged, showing no trace of the resentment he had felt towards the Evil Soul Master in his previous tone.
However, he then cautioned, "I can't use this state many times, so please be careful in the future."
"What the teacher said is true, but I still have that backup plan, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to come alone."
Kong Xuan pointed towards the depths of the Sea of Consciousness, and Yun Ming knew he was referring to that Super Divine Artifact.
Yun Ming glanced in that direction noncommittally. "Using a cannon to kill a mosquito, what a waste!"
As they spoke, Yun Ming's expression shifted. "Let's leave quickly. The commotion was too loud; people are already on their way."
Upon hearing this, Kong Xuan immediately mobilized his Soul Power and rushed towards the direction of Shui Ling in the distance.
Kong Xuan looked Shui Ling up and down; her delicate face, which had always been slightly aloof, was now filled with grievance.
Are you alright?
As soon as Kong Xuan asked this question, Shui Ling, who had been holding her breath, finally couldn't maintain her composure any longer.
Crystalline tears welled up in her eyes, but she kept her lips tightly pressed together, without making a sound.
In the end, Shui Ling was just an eight-year-old child.
Given the sudden turn of events today, their performance is already quite excellent.
"Can you walk?"
Kong Xuan asked another question: With the death of Sleep Nightmare Douluo, and without the support of Soul Power, the Soul Tool that had been binding Shui Ling had already activated on its own.
Shui Ling nodded, her eyes red-rimmed; she also wanted to leave as soon as possible.
"Come with me!"
Following the route pointed out by Yun Ming, Kong Xuan walked ahead.
He wasn't very fast, after all, he had to keep an eye on Shui Ling behind him.
The two of them tacitly avoided mentioning what had just happened.
Kong Xuan did not ask Shui Ling about her experiences or why she was "chosen".
Shui Ling didn't ask Kong Xuan how he had "exploded" and instantly killed a Titled Douluo with a single move.
Everyone has their own secrets.
The two fled the "crime scene" along the path.
At this moment, many figures had already appeared around there.
Whether it was the previously overwhelming fluctuations in Soul Power or the strange phenomenon that nearly pierced the sky, both were enough to indicate that something extraordinary had happened here.
A crimson streak of light flashed across the night sky and descended upon this place in an instant.
Jing Hongchen, Dean of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.
The Flying Soul Tool " Crimson Cloud " on his back is as thin as a cicada's wing and is his latest research achievement.
Gazing at the swirling clouds above and sensing the lingering terrifying Spear Intent, Jing Hongchen narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingers tracing the residual Soul Power fluctuations in the air, his expression gradually becoming solemn.
"A single, decisive blow, and the opponent was also Titled Douluo- level figure. There are only a handful of experts on the continent capable of achieving this!"
He landed on the ground and carefully observed everything around him.
Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.
On the edge of a scorched earth, a very faint wisp of black mist is slowly dissipating.
"The aura of Evil Soul Master... so he's from the Holy Spirit Cult."
Jing Hongchen frowned deeply. The death of Titled Douluo from the Holy Spirit Cult was no small matter. Who knew what those madmen were capable of doing!
" Dean Hongchen, you arrived so quickly!"
A deep, resonant voice came from behind.
Jing Hongchen turned around and saw a tall man wearing dark gold armor walking slowly towards her.
The newcomer was none other than Xu Zhenyu, the leader of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Legion, Titled Douluo and Level 9 Soul Engineer.
"Commander Xu," Jing Hongchen nodded slightly, his tone calm, "It seems you sensed it too."
Xu Zhenyu crouched down, placed his palm on the ground, closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, then said in a deep voice, " The Titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult, I didn't expect him to die like this."
He stood up, his gaze sharp as he looked at Jing Hongchen: "To be able to kill in one strike, only Limit Douluo could probably do that."
Jing Hongchen looked up at the sky, as if deep in thought.
After a moment, he slowly said, "But there are only a handful of known Limit Douluo, and it's unlikely that they would suddenly attack the Holy Spirit Cult here."
He looked at Xu Zhenyu: "Could it be that the Holy Spirit Cult has offended a peerless powerhouse who has never been seen before?"
Jing Hongchen's guess may seem outrageous, but it is actually very close to the truth.