Barbecue

The Soul Saint stepped forward and planted his spear Martial Soul in the ground. All six rings flared to life, and his Soul Power pressure enveloped everyone present.

"Why waste any more words on them? The two of us can finish them off in a minute."

"Just what I had in mind!"

The Soul King possessed himself with his Earthquake Beast Martial Soul, opened his jaws wide, and let out a roar.

"First Soul Skill: Earthquake Roar!"

An invisible sound wave swept toward the group.

Everyone clapped their hands over their ears. The world seemed to spin around them, and blood spilled from their mouths, noses, and ears.

"That breath of yours stinks. How many days has it been since you brushed your teeth?"

Hui Ye flashed in front of the group and pinched his nose, his face full of disgust.

As the sound wave dissipated, the Soul King stared at Hui Ye in disbelief. The boy had only two strange Soul Rings. How had he blocked the attack?

Could his Martial Soul counter mine?

Little did he know that Hui Ye's first Soul Skill had easily dispelled the dizziness caused by the sonic attack.

Even the Spirit Shock produced by Tian Meng, a Hundred Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, could be dispelled in a second, let alone an attack from a mere Soul King.

With his back to the others, Hui Ye said calmly, "Take the chance to leave, all of you. Don't worry about me."

The group said, "No, how can we let a child face such powerful enemies alone?"

Hui Ye snapped, "Cut the crap. You'll only hold me back."

The group said, "Well... all right. You have to come back alive."

"Get lost. Don't go raising flags."

Hui Ye turned and glared at them.

"Ha ha ha!"

The Soul Saint covered his forehead as though he had heard a joke, his laughter growing louder.

"Where did this madman come from? A two-ring brat wants to play the hero?"

The Soul King pointed at the group. "You're all going to die today. If I let even one of you go, my surname isn't Zhou!"

"Even if your surname is Shit, it's got nothing to do with me."

Hui Ye remained calm as he walked forward, one step, then another, then another.

His presence climbed steadily, the Soul Power in his body gathering in ever greater quantities. His skin glowed with heat, as though it were about to burst into flames.

Hui Ye spread his arms. "Behold Master Hui's art!"

The next second, Hui Ye's body suddenly swelled, every part of him puffing up like a giant ball of flesh.

Boom!!

This self-destruction was fiercer than any before. The more compressed Soul Power his body could withstand, the greater the power of the explosion.

The Soul Saint's expression changed drastically. "This is bad!"

Too late.

The Soul King bore the brunt of the blast and was slammed into the rock wall on the spot, a spray of blood trailing through the air!

The Soul Saint reacted in time and braced himself, but he was still blasted dozens of meters back, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Hui Ye revived on the spot and shouted, "Now!"

The group hesitated for two seconds, then broke into a mad dash for the passage's exit.

They had already exhausted all their Soul Power and were in no condition to fight. Even if they still had Soul Power, what could they do?

They still couldn't defeat the Soul Saint and Soul King working together.

"Young man, we'll remember the kindness you've shown us today."

As they passed Hui Ye, they cupped their fists and thanked him one after another.

"Trying to leave? Do you think you can get away?"

The Soul Saint swung his spear, carving a trench in the ground to block their path.

Hui Ye activated his Right Leg Soul Bone Skill, doubling his speed as he charged at the Soul Saint.

The Soul Saint snorted and thrust his spear. Hui Ye neither dodged nor evaded, letting it pierce straight through his heart.

He came to a stop in front of the Soul Saint, and their eyes met.

"What... exactly are you?" the Soul Saint asked in terror.

Hui Ye had no interest in answering a man who was about to die.

Bang!

He exploded again, blasting the Soul Saint away.

"Go, quickly!" Hui Ye roared.

The group ran with all their might.

The Soul King pried himself out of the rock wall and activated a Soul Skill. "Fifth Soul Skill: Wave Fist!"

A sound wave took on an invisible, tangible form and blasted toward the fleeing group.

Some couldn't dodge in time. Struck in the back, they dropped dead on the spot.

He hadn't held back in the slightest with that punch. Half of the 61 people died in an instant.

Among them were Deputy Commander Lie Hu and the Soul Master who had tossed Hui Ye the Metal-Devouring Rat.

Lao Ba and Lao Jiu desperately clung to the deputy commander's corpse, trying to take him with them.

Dong Ge dragged his weakened body along and roared with all the breath in his chest, "Go, quickly! Don't hold him back!"

"Go!"

Lao Ba nearly ground his teeth to pieces. Tears in his eyes, he dragged Lao Jiu away.

Hui Ye's body trembled slightly, and a trace of killing intent crept into his eyes.

"You're courting death!"

Black flames burst from Hui Ye's eyes and shot straight at the Soul King.

The Soul Saint appeared in front of the Soul King in an instant and activated a soul-tool defensive shield.

The shield expanded into a blue dome of energy, enclosing them both.

The black flames struck it and spread across the curved surface, trapping the two men inside.

"Not bad. This is more interesting."

Hui Ye poured out more Soul Power, and the black flames surged in response.

The defensive shield the Soul Saint had activated had instead become a pressure cooker without a vent.

"Let's see how long you can last."

Five minutes passed, and, without any surprises, Hui Ye's head blew a gasket first.

Inside the shield, the Soul Saint and Soul King let out long sighs of relief, their foreheads covered in sweat from the scorching heat.

Is he even human? What Soul Bone Skill is so absurd that it can keep burning for so long?

Fortunately, he should be out of Soul Power. Once the black flames go out, we'll get out there and give him a good long torture session.

Their relief lasted only a few seconds before the black flames flared up again.

The Soul King cried in shock and anger, "What the hell is going on?"

The Soul Saint ventured a guess. "A Milk Bottle. It must be a Milk Bottle that quickly replenishes Soul Power.

"Hang on a little longer. He took a Soul Hunting mission, which means he's short on money. Milk Bottles are hard to make and expensive, so he can have one at most."

Another five minutes passed. Master Hui blew a gasket again, then rekindled the fire.

"Didn't you say he only had one?"

The Soul King had stripped down to his underwear, and his body was covered in sweat.

The temperature in the little space was extremely high. With nowhere to escape, their sweat turned into steam, giving them a free sauna.

The Soul Saint was no different, having stripped himself stark naked.

"Hold on a little longer. I don't believe he has another Milk Bottle!"

"It's too hot. I can't take much more."

"Hang on! Perseverance is victory!"

"I can't do it anymore. I really can't take it."

Oil, rather than sweat, was beginning to seep from the Soul King's body.

The Soul Saint said, "Hang..."

"Take down the shield. I'd rather burn to death than be cooked alive in here."

The Soul King's lips were cracked, and he was severely dehydrated.

The Soul Saint's mouth was full of bitterness; he wanted to cry, but no tears came.

A mighty Soul Saint and Soul King were about to be roasted alive by a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster. Who would believe it if word got out?!

He had thought Hui Ye's Soul Power would soon run out, that they only had to hold on a little longer, and then a little longer, and it would be over.

Who could have known that the boy's Soul Power seemed inexhaustible, an endless supply?

If he'd known, he would have risked being scorched by the Ultimate Fire and gotten away early.

The Soul Saint hurriedly took down the shield and pulled the Soul King away, but black flames still clung to them, burning.

The Soul Saint had no choice but to use a great deal of Soul Power to extinguish the black flames. Then he gulped down great lungfuls of fresh air.

The Soul King lay sprawled on the ground like a dead pig, his lips trembling weakly. "I... finally... made... made it out alive..."

Hui Ye leaped into the air and dived down at the two men.

Bang!

The violent explosion brought down a section of the rock wall above.

The Soul Saint rolled twice on the ground, scrambled up, and roared, "Are you trying to blow this place down? None of us will be able to get out then, and you'll die here too!"

Hui Ye raised his index finger and wagged it in front of the two men.

"No, no, no! The only ones who'll die are you!

"Because,

"I, Master Hui... am invincible!"

Just as Hui Ye continued to self-destruct, the entire mine shook violently, as though an earthquake had struck.

Awooo-

A roar shook heaven and earth!