Slaughtering the Baron's Entire Household!

The baron's son screamed in terror and turned to flee, but Dai Fei was too fast. He had no time to react.

"Second Soul Skill: White Tiger Wind Shadow Step!" Dai Fei said in a low voice. His figure flickered like a ghost, and he appeared behind the baron's son in an instant.

"D-don't kill me!" the young man begged, his voice choked with tears.

Dai Fei looked at him coldly, without a trace of pity in his eyes. "When you hunted me down, did you ever think this day would come?"

With that, he raised a hand and drove his palm straight into the young man's back.

The young man screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew like a rag and slammed into the wall before crumpling to the floor, lifeless.

"My son!!!" The baron's eyes nearly split with grief and rage.

He sprang to his feet, a longsword appearing in his hand, and hacked madly at Dai Fei.

"Aaaah!!!!!!! You'll pay with your life!" the baron roared, his voice filled with boundless hatred. Five Soul Rings appeared around him. He was a Soul King!

He unleashed his Soul Skills and attacked Dai Fei with all his might!

Yet in Dai Fei's eyes, his attacks were child's play.

The fourth Soul Ring beneath Dai Fei's feet, a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, lit up again. He said in a low voice, "Fourth Soul Skill: White Tiger Army-Breaking Kill!"

His body transformed into a streak of golden light, moving at incredible speed. Before the baron's longsword could fall, Dai Fei had already pierced through his body.

The baron froze. The longsword fell from his hand and clattered to the floor.

He looked down at his chest, where a gaping hole had been torn through him. Blood gushed out.

"You... you..."

"The Balak Kingdom won't let you get away with this..."

The baron opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he could only collapse helplessly, his eyes full of unwillingness and fear.

Dai Fei stood beside the baron's corpse and surveyed his surroundings coldly.

The guards in the hall had long since been scared out of their wits. They threw down their weapons and fell to their knees, begging for mercy.

"My lord, spare us! We were only following orders. Please let us go!" The guards knocked their heads against the floor like pounding garlic, their voices full of fear.

Dai Fei swept his gaze over them, his eyes betraying no emotion.

He knew that the blood of countless innocents stained their hands as well. They deserved no pity.

With a flash, he killed them all!

It was like killing ants!

The truth that human lives were worth no more than grass lay plainly before him!

"Geng Metal Sacred Art, refine!"

Dai Fei spoke in a low voice, and a powerful suction burst forth around him. He swiftly absorbed the Slaughter Qi from everyone present.

As he refined the Slaughter Qi, Dai Fei's Soul Power rose again. His presence grew sharper, like a sword drawn from its sheath, its keen edge fully exposed.

Unfortunately, he had yet to obtain his fifth Soul Ring, so his Soul Power did not increase by much. But once he went to Sunset Forest and hunted down a Soul Ring, his Soul Power would soar!

Moments later, not a single soul remained alive in the hall.

Dai Fei stood amid the corpses strewn across the floor, his eyes betraying no emotion, as though none of it had anything to do with him.

"The baron's estate here is no more."

Dai Fei murmured under his breath. Then his figure flickered, transforming into a streak of golden light that vanished into the night.

The night was black as ink. Moonlight spilled over the ruins of the baron's estate, as though observing a silent mourning for the bloody massacre.

Dai Fei's figure had long since disappeared into the darkness, leaving only corpses scattered across the ground and an endless chill.

In the royal palace of the Balak Kingdom, King Barak Augustus sat on his throne in a splendid hall, an urgent report in his hand.

His face was dark as still water, and flames of anger flickered in his eyes.

The atmosphere in the hall was so oppressive it was hard to breathe. All the ministers kept their heads lowered, not daring to make a sound.

"The baron's estate has been slaughtered, the baron and his son have died miserably, and not one guard in the estate was spared..."

King Barak's voice was low and cold, as though it came from hell. "Can anyone tell me what happened?"

Deathly silence filled the hall. No one dared answer.

A moment later, a black-robed old man stepped forward. He was the kingdom's chief Soul Master adviser, a Soul Douluo-level expert.

"Your Majesty, according to our scouts, the killer was a young Soul Master of great strength. He is suspected of possessing a top-tier White Tiger Martial Soul, and his methods were extremely cruel."

The old man continued gravely, "It is said that the baron's son offended him earlier. After being beaten, he refused to let the matter rest and arranged for people to take revenge. They ultimately failed, and even the Soul Emperor Black Eagle was killed by this young man. As a result, nearly a hundred people in the baron's estate were killed, with no survivors."

"A young Soul Master? A White Tiger Martial Soul? He even killed a Soul Emperor?" The king frowned when he heard this, somewhat shocked.

Then he sneered, a flash of killing intent in his eyes. "A mere young man dares to run wild on the territory of my Balak Kingdom! Investigate! Find out where he came from! No matter who he is or what forces stand behind him, I'll make him pay!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the old man replied with a bow before withdrawing.

The king swept his gaze over everyone in the hall, his voice as cold as a blade. "Pass down my order: he is wanted throughout the kingdom! Anyone who provides a lead will be rewarded with a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins! Anyone who takes his life will be granted a noble title and land!"

If Dai Fei was not killed to save face over this matter, the Balak Kingdom would lose all face.

The baron belonged to the royal family of the Barclay Kingdom. This was a matter of face! He was one of their own! One of their own had been wiped out, and they had to take revenge!

"As you command!" the ministers answered in unison, their voices trembling slightly.

The king's anger erupted like a volcano, shaking the entire Balak Kingdom.

Countless Soul Masters, mercenaries, and bounty hunters set out, vowing to drag Dai Fei out.

By then, however, Dai Fei had long since left the Balak Kingdom's territory and was speeding toward the Heaven Dou Empire.

Night.

Outside the Soul Arena in Heaven Dou City.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun walked out of the Soul Arena side by side. Both looked a little tired, but their eyes gleamed with excitement.

The fierce battle they had just finished had brought them considerable rewards. Dai Mubai in particular had demonstrated the overwhelming suppressive power of his White Tiger Martial Soul during the fight, drawing wave after wave of cheers from the audience.

Ever since Dai Fei had taught him a lesson last time, Dai Mubai had trained like mad to grow stronger. Now his strength had clearly undergone a qualitative leap!

"Mubai, you were incredible today! That last strike was insanely cool!" Ma Hongjun patted Dai Mubai on the shoulder and grinned.

He too had suffered a blow and had been training hard these past days. His strength had improved as well, and his Soul Power had risen by one level!

Dai Mubai smiled faintly, a flicker of confidence in his eyes. "It was all right. Our opponents weren't weak either, but they still fell a little short."

As they spoke, they suddenly saw a crowd gathered in the street, pointing and talking about a wanted notice posted on a wall.

Ma Hongjun said, "Boss Dai, there seems to be something over there. Want to take a look?"

Dai Mubai frowned, a vague sense of foreboding stirring in his heart.

"Come on, let's take a look."

Dai Mubai nodded and spoke to Ma Hongjun, then strode toward the crowd.