Slaying the Crimson Flame Demon, the Spirit Hall Demon-Hunting Squad's Shock!

The Crimson Flame Demon stood atop the ruins, laughing arrogantly, his eyes full of contempt.

Scorching flames burned around his body, seeming to warp even the air.

He waved both hands, and flames surged like a tide, charring the surrounding ground black.

"Several already came before you, and I roasted every one of them into charcoal! You'll meet the same end!"

The Crimson Flame Demon's voice was like a blazing fire, full of arrogance and contempt.

Dai Fei stood where he was, his eyes beneath his mask cold as ice.

He smiled faintly and brought his hands together before him. An invisible presence radiated from him, and even the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

"The fiercer you are, the more I like you."

"I can sense that the aura of slaughter around you is incredibly dense. Although your Soul Power isn't any higher than that last fellow's, your aura of slaughter isn't the least bit weaker!"

"Looks like you really have killed a lot of people!"

Dai Fei's voice was calm and firm. "But today is the day you die!"

"Arrogant fool! Die!!"

"Fourth Soul Skill: Fire Dragon Mystic Kill!"

The Crimson Flame Demon flew into a rage and clapped his hands together. Flames instantly gathered into a fire dragon that lunged at Dai Fei, trailing endless waves of heat.

Dai Fei remained unhurried. His body flickered, and he vanished from the spot.

He instantly unleashed his second Soul Skill, White Tiger Wind Shadow Step!

The next moment, he appeared beside the fire dragon, his hands transforming into sharp claws that flashed with white light.

"White Tiger Sky-Rending Claw!" Dai Fei shouted, his hands clawing viciously at the fire dragon as though tearing through space itself.

The flames tore apart beneath Dai Fei's claws with a sizzling sound. The fire dragon was instantly ripped in two and scattered into sparks that filled the sky.

"What!?"

The Crimson Flame Demon's expression changed drastically at the sight, and he roared, "Damn it, I don't believe it! Fifth Soul Skill: Crimson Flame Heart-Burning Fire!"

He rapidly formed hand seals before his chest, and flames instantly condensed into a burning fireball that flew at Dai Fei with boundless heat.

Dai Fei sneered and continued using White Tiger Wind Shadow Step. His body suddenly turned into a streak of white light and vanished from the spot.

Dai Fei's figure darted through the flames like a shadow, impossible to pin down.

The Crimson Flame Demon's attacks struck empty air, unable to touch Dai Fei at all.

"Bastard, stop dodging if you've got the guts!"

The Crimson Flame Demon roared and waved both hands again. The flames instantly became a vast net of fire, trapping Dai Fei inside.

Dai Fei stood at the center of the fiery net and raised both hands above his head. A powerful presence erupted from him.

White light flashed around his body, as though a gigantic white tiger were roaring in the void.

"White Tiger Geng Metal Roar!" Dai Fei shouted. The phantom of the Sacred Beast White Tiger roared in fury, and a powerful current of air erupted, forming a massive shockwave.

Like a raging storm, the shockwave instantly tore the net of flames to shreds.

The powerful current even overturned the surrounding ruins, sending dust flying.

The shockwave forced the Crimson Flame Demon back several steps, blood spilling from his mouth.

He stared at Dai Fei in terror, his eyes full of disbelief. "Y-you... how can you be this strong?"

Dai Fei said nothing. Four Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, and black.

The phantom of the Sacred Beast White Tiger appeared around him, its majesty overwhelming!

"You're only a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor!?"

"Your fourth Soul Ring is black, a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! How is that possible!?"

The Crimson Flame Demon went pale with shock.

"A dead man doesn't need to know that much!"

Dai Fei's body turned into a streak of white light again, and he appeared before the Crimson Flame Demon in an instant.

His hands once more became sharp claws, flashing with white light and brimming with killing intent.

"Geng Metal Sacred Art! White Tiger Army-Breaking Kill!" The black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring lit up!

With a low shout, Dai Fei became a golden beam of light carrying the terrifying power of Geng Metal and shot toward the Crimson Flame Demon's chest!

Terrified, the Crimson Flame Demon hurriedly raised his hands to defend himself, but Dai Fei's attack swept through like a blade splitting bamboo, instantly piercing his defense.

"Ah-" The Crimson Flame Demon let out a miserable scream as Dai Fei's attack pierced his body, sending blood flying.

His body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily onto the ruins.

Dai Fei walked slowly up to the Crimson Flame Demon and looked down at him coldly.

The Crimson Flame Demon lay on the ground, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness, barely clinging to life.

"Y-you... who are you?" the Crimson Flame Demon asked with difficulty.

Dai Fei smiled faintly, his eyes beneath the mask like cold stars. "Geng Metal!"

With that, Dai Fei brought his hands together again, and a powerful force instantly tore the Crimson Flame Demon's body completely apart.

Dai Fei instantly absorbed the Crimson Flame Demon's power of slaughter, which turned into a powerful surge of energy that flowed into his body. He circulated the Geng Metal Sacred Art to refine it rapidly.

His strength rose once more!

His Soul Power reached the peak of level forty-three!

He was close to level forty-four!

Only then was Dai Fei satisfied. He turned and left.

His figure gradually disappeared among the ruins, leaving only silence behind.

"First mission complete. Next target, Venomous Scorpion!" Dai Fei's voice echoed in the wind, seeming to carry endless killing intent.

After Dai Fei left, night gradually settled over the ruins scorched by the flames.

The smell of burning filled the air, and an occasional breeze swept up clouds of dust.

But the silence did not last long.

Several figures approached rapidly from the distance, moving as swiftly as ghosts in the night.

They were one of the Spirit Hall's demon-hunting squads!

As they neared the ruins, the man leading them stopped and swept his gaze over the area, frowning slightly.

"What happened here?" he asked quietly, a trace of puzzlement in his voice.

"Captain, there are signs of a fight here, and traces of fire too," a squad member said after examining the area closely. "Judging by the marks, it should have been a fight between Soul Masters."

"And..." another squad member suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the ruins nearby. "There's a body over there!"

Everyone looked where he pointed and saw the Crimson Flame Demon's corpse half-buried in the ruins. His body had been torn beyond recognition, his blood had already congealed, and the surrounding ground was stained red.

"The Crimson Flame Demon?!" The captain's expression instantly grew grave. He hurried over to the body and examined it closely. "It's the Crimson Flame Demon, that Evil Soul Master we've had on our wanted list all this time!"

The squad members gathered around, shock on their faces.

"Who killed him? The Crimson Flame Demon was no pushover!" one of them said quietly.

"And his body..." Another squad member swallowed. "It looks like it was torn apart by some powerful force. We couldn't have done that. Whoever did this must be incredibly strong! Very likely a Soul Emperor!"

The captain fell silent for a moment, then raised his head and swept his gaze over the area, as though searching for clues.

A gleam flashed in his eyes, as though he had noticed something.

"That's right. I fought the Crimson Flame Demon before, and that fellow's strength was truly terrifying. He grew even stronger after becoming a Soul King, and fighting above his level was commonplace for him. Whoever killed him has to be a Soul Emperor!"

"Of course, we can't rule out Evil Soul Masters turning on one another," someone cautioned.

"Captain, should we track down the killer?" a squad member asked.

The captain shook his head. "We don't have the ability. That person's strength far surpasses ours, and they didn't leave any clues here. We'll go back first and report the situation to the deacon."

The squad members nodded, putting away their shocked expressions one after another. They began clearing the scene, preparing to return.

"This mysterious opponent might be a potential ally," the captain murmured to himself before turning to leave.

After the demon-hunting squad departed, night once again shrouded the ruins.

The Crimson Flame Demon's corpse lay buried beneath the dust, as though he had never existed.

Dai Fei's figure had long since disappeared into the distance.