Wang Feng's Martial Soul Avatar (I)

"Wang Feng! You little brat, get out here right now! I've finally run into a guy like you, you can't just die like this!"

Su Ke stood at the edge of the pit, his face full of resentment, staring intently down, but he could not detect the slightest trace of Wang Feng's presence.

"No, this kid absolutely cannot get hurt!"

Su Ke didn't care about anything else and jumped into the deep pit. Even though Wang Feng might be dead, a voice in his heart firmly believed that Wang Feng was still alive.

In the deep pit, looking at the broken and huge body, Su Ke couldn't help but feel nervous. Although this behemoth was dead, it was still Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. If it still had a breath left, it could easily crush him.

Fortunately, it was indeed lifeless, and Su Ke's gaze did not linger on it. Instead, he hurriedly searched for Wang Feng's figure.

Looking around, Su Ke couldn't find Wang Feng, which made him even more anxious.

But just then, a dazzling black light suddenly appeared; it was the Soul Ring of that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

No Soul Master, not even Titled Douluo, could easily ignore the allure of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring -Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, and Su Ke was naturally drawn to it.

But soon, his eyes hardened; his primary task now was to confirm Wang Feng's safety.

Just as he was about to continue following Wang Feng's figure, the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring began to be absorbed. The powerful repulsive force pushed him directly against the wall of the deep pit, making it difficult for him to breathe. He hurriedly broke free of the restraints and jumped outside, where he was pleasantly surprised to sense Wang Feng's presence.

"Wang Feng, it's Wang Feng! I knew this kid wouldn't die so easily, that's great."

Su Ke was overjoyed; nothing made him happier than knowing that Wang Feng was still alive.

Time passed slowly. Su Ke sat beside the deep pit, healing his wounds while closely monitoring Wang Feng's condition. He wouldn't allow any accidents to happen until Wang Feng succeeded.

As night fell and darkness enveloped the area, Su Ke stood up, his expression involuntarily tense.

Once the aura of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast disappears at night, it will not only attract a large number of Soul Beast, but will also become known to some Soul Master.

Whether it's Soul Master or Soul Beast, their presence here is not good news for them.

Although Su Ke notified the Titled Douluo of the Holy See, it was impossible for them to arrive here so quickly.

As night fell completely, the uninvited guests arrived as expected.

Five Soul Saint appeared silently behind Su Ke. If Su Ke hadn't been so vigilant, he might not have been able to spot them.

They were completely covered up, making it difficult for Su Ke to determine their identities.

Su Ke glanced at Wang Feng, who was at a crucial moment, and slowly turned to look at the five people.

"This is not a place for you. Leave immediately."

"Heh, what arrogance! You're just one person. So what if you're Soul Saint? Since you didn't kill that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, it's natural that everyone who saw it got a share."

"That's right, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast will definitely have Soul Bone. We absolutely cannot miss out on something like that."

"I advise you to leave quickly. We're only going to kill that kid, otherwise you'll die too."

The five people had given up on the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, since Wang Feng had already absorbed most of it, and even if it hadn't been absorbed, they wouldn't have been able to. But a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Soul Bone from a soul beast was not something anyone could easily ignore.

Although they haven't seen what the Soul Bone is yet, every Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast must have Soul Bone, and no matter what kind of Soul Bone it is, it is absolutely precious.

Su Ke frowned and said in a deep voice, "I don't care who you are. The Titled Douluo of my Flowing Moon Holy See are already on their way. Even if you kill me, you won't live to see the rest of you."

Upon hearing Su Ke's words, the five men's expressions changed. They were not afraid of Su Ke's identity as a member of the Flowing Moon Holy See, but they had to be wary of his Titled Douluo.

Moreover, if they were to fight here, the traces they left behind would inevitably be detected by those Titled Douluo.

After a moment of silence, the five seemed to have made a decision, and they all turned and disappeared into the darkness.

Su Ke secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he had clashed with these people head-on, he would have been no match for them, and Wang Feng would have suffered as well.

Su Ke turned to sit down, but suddenly his whole body tensed up, and he unleashed his full Soul Power, forming a protective barrier around himself.

At the same time, several attacks came hurtling through the air, but fortunately his reaction was fast enough that they were all blocked by his defenses.

"You! You bastards, you're asking for it!"

Su Ke was furious. He hadn't expected that these people had lied to him; they hadn't left at all, but instead intended to kill him silently.

"I didn't expect you to be so vigilant!"

Seeing that their sneak attack had failed, the five men stopped hiding and revealed themselves.

"Make your move, don't let that kid successfully absorb the Soul Bone."

The five had already noticed something was wrong with Wang Feng. Although they didn't know what level Wang Feng was, at such a young age, being able to absorb Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring meant he was definitely not an ordinary person.

However, as long as he is absorbing Soul Ring, even Titled Douluo will die.

Su Ke was forced to confront the five men head-on, even though he was no match for them combined. He had to give it his all and hold out until Wang Feng succeeded.

The five men's coordinated attacks left Su Ke with absolutely no chance of survival. Although Su Ke was Soul Saint, as a bishop of the Flowing Moon Holy See, how could he be without any means of survival?

Furthermore, Su Ke possessed a special Soul Tool, making it difficult for the five men to kill Su Ke quickly.

"Damn it! If this drags on, their Titled Douluo might actually arrive. We have to finish this quickly."

The five men exchanged glances with their teammates, their eyes revealing a resolute determination.

The five retreated rapidly, but each time they had an identical Soul Tool in their hand. Without any hesitation, they activated the Soul Tool.

A golden light burst forth instantly, and the five energies converged, hurtling towards Su Ke.

"Hateful!"

Su Ke frowned, but in this life-or-death crisis, he couldn't care less about anything else.

The moment the golden energy descended, a folding fan behind Su Ke unfolded, radiating golden light as well. A barrier instantly enveloped him, and at the same time, Su Ke slapped his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood that landed on the barrier.

Bang!

A violent explosion rang out, and terrifying energy exploded, making the already dilapidated surroundings even more ruined.

When the smoke cleared, Su Ke's figure still stood tall, but his tattered clothes were covered in blood, and his missing arm was enough to show that his injuries were serious.