Oh? Instead of running away, you actually came toward me of your own accord?

A tremendous power erupted from Bai Jingtian, drawing the lower half of his body back together with the upper half.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Jingtian's injuries vanished without a trace. Even his clothes were restored, looking as though he had never been cut in two, and the strength he had lost from excessive blood loss was completely recovered.

"Is this magnetic field power? It really is fundamentally different from my lightning-element Martial Soul..."

Bai Jingtian rose to his feet, feeling the changes in the power within his body.

He had thought that after activating the Magnetic Field Haunting Experience Card, all he could do was watch as the Evil Soul Master who had destroyed his family and his minions were killed by the summoned Sea Tiger. He had never imagined he would have a chance to do it himself.

In that case...

"Father, I'm coming to save you!"

Bai Jingtian quickly located his father, Bai Jie, the only member of his family still clinging to life. His legs surged with power, and in the blink of an eye, he was at Bai Jie's side.

Behind him, several bandits still wore the same arrogant expressions they had while pillaging, unaware that part of their bodies had already turned into a cloud of bloody mist.

Even at the moment of death, they never realized that Bai Jingtian had "passed by" them.

"Jingtian, this power of yours, could it be..."

Bai Jie stared in shock at Bai Jingtian, who had just been cut in two by a Soul King-level bandit and had clearly been beyond saving. He tried to say something, but his terrible condition interrupted him.

A bloody hole had appeared in his chest. Though it had fortunately missed his heart, he was not far from death.

Ten thousand-horsepower... Is this the extent of the power the Douluo Continent can currently withstand?

But it's enough to save Father.

Magnetic Field Rotation, Cellular Recombination.

Hang on, Father. Your son is coming to save you!

Ignoring Bai Jie's question, Bai Jingtian placed his hand over the wound in his father's chest. His tyrannical magnetic field power circulated once more, repairing the fatal injury.

"Heh heh heh, I never thought a little brat like you would have an ability like that.

"If I devour all your flesh and blood and your soul, surely my power will reach another level?

"I might even gain resistance to the power of lightning, so I'll no longer have to fear Soul Masters with the lightning attribute..."

While Bai Jingtian was treating Bai Jie, the Evil Soul Master noticed the unusual activity. He casually seized the souls of the unlucky men who had died and swallowed them in one gulp. Then, burping as he began refining the souls, he walked toward Bai Jingtian.

As an Evil Soul Master, fighting opponents above his level was an everyday affair, and this Evil Soul Master, who called himself the Rakshasa Envoy, was a Five-Ring Soul King. Even an ordinary Six-Ring Soul Emperor might not be his match.

Bai Jingtian, on the other hand, was merely a minor Soul Grandmaster. Even if he had used some unknown means to come back to life after being cut in two, that did not change the fact that he was only a Soul Grandmaster.

No matter how you look at it, it's Soul Power Level fifty against level twenty. I have the advantage!

"Jingtian, don't worry about me. Get out of here, quickly..."

Seeing the Rakshasa Envoy approaching with his minions, Bai Jie hurriedly urged Bai Jingtian to leave at once.

Even though Bai Jingtian had somehow acquired some unknown power, Bai Jie still instinctively regarded him as a twenty-fifth-level Soul Grandmaster. Against the Rakshasa Envoy and his two Soul King-level minions, he had no chance of winning.

Bai Jie could feel that his injuries had recovered considerably. At least his life was safe for the time being, leaving him, a Soul Emperor, with enough strength to fight.

In that case...

"Father, there's no need to say any more. Wait here for me.

"Once I've taken down every one of these damned sons of dogs and questioned them about where they came from, I'll kill them all. Then I'll come back and heal your wounds."

Bai Jingtian gently propped Bai Jie's upper body against the wall, then turned to face the Rakshasa Envoy and the two Soul Kings beside him.

Though his figure was still slender, in Bai Jie's eyes, Bai Jingtian's back looked incomparably tall in the firelight, even taller by far than the Titled Douluo of Shrek Academy whom Bai Jie had seen.

"Oh? Instead of running away, you're actually coming toward us of your own accord?"

The Rakshasa Envoy stuck out his rather long tongue and licked his lips all over.

With his deathly pale complexion and bizarre facial makeup, he looked even more terrifying in the glow of the fire.

Bai Jingtian, however, showed no reaction. He merely swept his gaze around the area.

"Forty-two people left in all? Then I'll deal with them in one go."

The next moment, Bai Jingtian suddenly vanished from where he stood. Bai Jie, the Rakshasa Envoy, and the two Soul Kings beside the envoy were all stunned for a moment.

Then, screams rang out all around them, rising and falling one after another.

"He killed all the people I recruited?

"A Soul Grandmaster can actually do that?"

The Rakshasa Envoy's eyes widened in shock. He could sense that the thirty-nine surviving subordinates he had scattered around the area had all died in the space of just two or three breaths.

Normally, he would have activated his Martial Soul and refined all their souls to increase his own strength.

But the sight was so shocking that by the time he came to his senses, Bai Jingtian had reappeared in front of him, at extremely close range.

The next moment, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his chest. When he looked down, Bai Jingtian's arm had already pierced through it, and his once-beating heart was now in Bai Jingtian's hand.

"Oh? Instead of running away, you're actually coming toward us of your own accord?

"Magnetic Field Rotation, ten thousand-horsepower, Sea Tiger Blast Fist!"

The Rakshasa Envoy belatedly recalled what Bai Jingtian had just said and tried to say something more, but his body had already begun to crumble into dust.

The two Soul Kings beside him were each left with only half a body. Their severed surfaces looked perfectly even; if their remaining halves were put together, they seemed as though they could still form a complete human figure.

"Impossible! How could I, the mighty Rakshasa Envoy, die here? Die at the hands of a Soul Grandmaster..."

The Rakshasa Envoy shouted in resentment before his head, too, crumbled into dust and vanished.

The next moment, a ray of light separated from Bai Jingtian, and Sea Tiger's towering figure appeared behind him once more.

"Father, where should we go next?"

Though they had escaped with their lives, the Bai Clan was no longer an elemental clan of the Dou Ling Empire. Apart from a few descendants who were away, only the father and son, Bai Jie and Bai Jingtian, remained.

Although Bai Jingtian had acquired a powerful cheat, he still needed time to realize his talent. And after the calamity that had befallen the Bai Clan, they needed a plan, whether they meant to eke out a meager existence or try to rise again.

Bai Jingtian knew little of the clan's former affairs, so he could only ask.

Faced with Bai Jingtian's question, Bai Jie sighed. After a long period of contemplation, he slowly said:

"Jingtian, now that things have come to this, we have only two paths to choose from. And right now, I'm afraid there's only one..."