Self-Destruction: The Evil Soul Master Who Took His Enemy Down With Him
The Chilong Saber slashed straight down, its keen edge carving a huge gash in the blood pool.
But the pool soon began to close up again. Several notches had been corroded into the bloodstained blade, and wisps of white smoke rose from it.
"Pfft..."
The Chilong Saber Soul Saint immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. His Martial Soul had just been damaged, and the backlash had struck his body directly.
"Roar!" Brilliant flames burst around the Soul Saint who had unleashed his Crimson Flame Tiger Martial Soul Avatar. He kicked off with his hind legs and pounced at the giant bat in midair.
"You overestimate yourself." The bat let out a shriek and plunged straight down, surrounded by the blood pool.
Sizzle-
The two collided in midair. Flames blazed around the Crimson Flame Tiger, evaporating the blood that splashed onto him, but the blood evaporated was only a single hair from nine oxen compared with the pool.
As the flames around his opponent were gradually swallowed by the blood pool, a sly glint flashed in the giant bat's eyes. He extended a claw and reached for the Crimson Flame Tiger.
At that critical moment, Jun Yan suddenly slapped a palm against the ground. A vine-like tree root sprang up directly beneath the two, shooting upward and wrapping around the Crimson Flame Tiger's waist and belly.
Jun Yan pulled back, yanking the vine and the Crimson Flame Tiger out of the blood pool.
The Crimson Flame Tiger landed on the ground, and his Martial Soul Avatar immediately dispersed, revealing the Soul Saint, his Soul Power exhausted. The Chilong Saber Soul Saint beside him likewise withdrew his Martial Soul, his breath growing weak.
In just a few exchanges, a single Soul Douluo-level Evil Soul Master had beaten two Soul Saints until they were unable to resist. His strength was terrifying.
The giant bat also withdrew his Martial Soul Avatar, returning to the form of the pale-faced middle-aged man, whose face was filled with madness.
"Kid, you're the only one left. Once you're dead, Gui Mei will be next."
Jun Yan looked at him without a trace of fear. After all, he had a trump card too.
"You talk too much! Besides, you might not be able to kill me."
"Yes... Hmm?" The Evil Soul Master smiled wickedly and was just about to make a threat when he suddenly sensed a change behind him. He hurriedly turned to look.
In the other battle nearby, Gui Mei's darkest Soul Ring flickered, and the black energy around him immediately transformed into purple-black skulls that surrounded the Evil Soul Master.
Then he burst forward at ghostly speed, charging toward the two of them. A ghostly claw shot straight for the bat Evil Soul Master.
"Damn it!" the Evil Soul Master cursed, trying to use the same trick again and turn into bats to dodge.
But Gui Mei was already prepared. He immediately used his second Soul Skill, raising ten stone gates from the ground around him, each glowing purple-black and carved with a skull-like ghost face. A ghostly chain was attached to each gate, with a ghost hook at its end.
The ten chains snapped taut, surrounding the Evil Soul Master on all sides. An invisible force formed a barrier, trapping dozens of bats inside.
The bats merged back together into a giant bat. With a beat of his wings, he easily shattered the chain barrier, but his attempt to escape by turning into bats had failed.
Gui Mei appeared before the giant bat in an instant. A small black Soul Power vortex gathered in his palm, and he thrust it at his opponent. Immediately afterward, a mass of black ghostly figures surged from the vortex and attacked.
His move was too fast. The Evil Soul Master had no time to dodge and took the ghostly figures head-on.
The giant bat screamed, then roared, "Ah! Second Brother, what are you doing?"
The Evil Soul Master with the ghost Martial Soul suddenly burst forward at extreme speed and slammed straight into several skulls. A tremendous explosion rang out at once.
The ghostly Qi around the Evil Soul Master shuddered, and he nearly lost his footing.
Gui Mei seized the opportunity, his fifth Soul Ring flickering. A vast patch of shadow suddenly appeared beneath the ghost Soul Master's feet, and countless shadowy hands reached out and seized him.
He had already been injured by taking Gui Mei's eighth Soul Skill head-on. Now that he was trapped by the fifth Soul Skill, the Evil Soul Master was unable to break free for the moment.
Gui Mei paid him no further attention and flew straight at the giant bat. His hand transformed into an enormous ghostly claw, and with a rapid sweep, it sent eight purple-black claw blades formed from Soul Power flying outward.
The bat shrieked and released blood-red ripples, shattering every one of the claw blades.
The other Evil Soul Master unleashed a Soul Skill, turning it into ghost blades that cut apart the ghostly hands binding him. He then charged into the fight between the two and joined the attack on Gui Mei.
Not far away, a man and a tiger peered out from behind a massive boulder, watching it all unfold.
"Roar?" (Are we just going to watch from here?)
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger asked quietly.
Jun Yan shook his head. "With my current strength, trying to interfere in a Soul Douluo-level battle is still too much of a stretch. Besides, isn't the Wood Clone over there?"
He was right. Back on the battlefield, "Jun Yan" was carrying the two injured Soul Saints away from the center of the battle and pouring his own life force into them to keep them alive.
As it turned out, Jun Yan had left the battlefield at the first opportunity after releasing his Wood Clone at the start of the fight. Not only that, he had also used his Rinnegan to summon the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger from the distant Star Dou Great Forest.
"Roar." (With my strength, I could easily pin all three of them to the ground and thrash them.)
"I know, which is why I'm hesitating."
"Roar?" (What are you hesitating about?)
"Gui Mei would make a very suitable Human Path puppet for me, but I'm afraid he won't be able to grow stronger after becoming a puppet. A Human Path without the strength of a Titled Douluo would be a bit of a chicken rib, after all."
"Roar!" (You really are shameless!)
"Thank you!" Jun Yan humbly accepted the compliment.
While the man and tiger were talking, Gui Mei had not only managed to fight both opponents at once, but had also seriously injured the Evil Soul Master with the ghost Martial Soul.
As a Soul Master's level rose, even a single level's difference in Soul Power meant a great gap in strength.
All three were Soul Douluos, but there was a difference of more than five levels in their Soul Power, so Gui Mei had more than enough strength to fight both of them.
The giant bat said in a frenzied voice, "Just as I thought, we're no match for you. But if we're going to die, don't think you'll get off easy. Second Brother, you go first."
The black figure, so much like Gui Mei, did not answer. A pair of blood-red eyes appeared in his gray-black shadow, and the air around his body began to twist violently.
Gui Mei's expression stiffened. "Lunatic!" he cursed under his breath, then prepared to flee.
But the other Evil Soul Master was not about to let Gui Mei escape. His fifth Soul Ring flickered. "I offer my life as the price to curse your bones and blood to melt away, and your soul to disperse."
As the curse rang out, the Evil Soul Master grew emaciated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Streaks of blood-red light emerged from his body and entered the black Soul Ring.
Once he had turned completely into a dried corpse, the Soul Ring, swollen with his Qi and blood, shot toward Gui Mei.
Gui Mei tried to turn into his ghostly form to dodge the attack, but the Soul Skill targeted his soul. The Soul Ring shrank in an instant and entered his mind.
The other Evil Soul Master had finished self-destructing. A wave of gray-black energy swept outward from him in an instant.