Douluo: In an extraordinary world, with unparallel understanding!

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The distance was too great, and Yan Shaozhe could only sense the evil aura. The fluctuations of soul power were vague, and he didn't dare to take any risks.

After some hesitation, Yan Shaozhe made his decision.

Evil Soul Masters must be eradicated by all means.

Since he had encountered one, as the Dean of the Soul Master Department at Shrek Academy, he could not simply turn a blind eye. He ordered the team to stop and rest, then, after leaving the group, he located Qian Duoduo and the others who were hiding in the shadows.

"Qian Duoduo."

"What's wrong?"

"I sense the presence of an Evil Soul Master. I'll go deal with it. You take the others, or have Fan Yu lead them to Sun-Moon."

Yan Shaozhe decided to handle the Evil Soul Master personally, instructing the students not to intervene.

Surely, nothing unexpected would happen, right?

"Alright, I'll have Fan Yu step in to continue leading the team. You go deal with the Evil Soul Master."

Although he felt that this might be somewhat shameful for Shrek, as if they were afraid of the Evil Soul Master, Shrek really couldn't afford to take any chances.

What if the issue wasn't related to Elder Xuan?

Not long after Yan Shaozhe disappeared, Fan Yu emerged from the shadows.

"Teacher?" Cai Tou was surprised to see his teacher appear.

"Dean Fan Yu!"

Among the twenty-eight students present, all of them knew Fan Yu, so Cai Tou didn't need to introduce him.

After all, since Fan Yu's return, they had all received tailored soul tools from him, including those on their person.

Wang Dong couldn't use soul tools, relying more on Tang Sect's hidden weapons. Fan Yu had made a few auxiliary soul tools for him, and thankfully, they didn't trigger his mysterious condition.

Storage soul tools worked, and some auxiliary soul tools also functioned fine.

It was just the attack-type soul tools that didn't work.

Fan Yu had commented more than once on how strange the "illness" was, as it made no sense at all.

Leaving the team behind, Yan Shaozhe headed south, away from the direction of Sun-Moon.

Only after getting some distance from the Shrek team did he finally summon his Martial Soul. His luminous wings of light unfolded, and he soared into the air in an instant.

Three minutes later.

Yan Shaozhe's expression shifted slightly.

Indeed, there were even stronger Evil Soul Masters nearby.

His sensing ability was much weaker than Su Yu's. He had only detected the active aura of the Evil Soul Master and hadn't sensed the presence of those whose aura had been concealed.

As he got closer, he sensed the unmistakable aura of a Titled Douluo!

Damn it!

Is this the level of Evil Soul Masters that can just appear casually now?

For decades, there had been very few of this caliber of Evil Soul Masters, but recently, it seemed like Titled Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters were appearing with abandon!

At the same time, Yan Shaozhe couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for coming.

The aura of the Titled Douluo-level Evil Soul Master struck Yan Shaozhe with a sense of familiarity.

The aura of the recently erupted Evil Soul Master was unfamiliar, yet the closer he got, the more uneasy he felt.

"Hm?"

Feng Ling looked up at the horizon, her gaze fixed on the fiery Phoenix descending, radiating endless light.

Beside her, a woman in a dark red robe had her soul power constantly fluctuating and rapidly growing.

Once the absorption was complete, the woman opened her eyes, which were now entirely blood-red.

"Xiao Tao, Feng Ling!"

Yan Shaozhe's expression darkened as he gazed at the two familiar figures, his heart unable to accept what he saw.

Feng Ling was somewhat bearable; the enmity between them was merely a misunderstanding. At the time, he hadn't known Feng Ling's true identity, and she hadn't yet awakened the Evil Phoenix. Afterward, their ties had been severed.

But Ma Xiaotao... she was someone he had raised since childhood, a direct disciple he treated like his own daughter!

Years ago, Ma Xiaotao's Martial Soul had worsened under the Judgment Sword, and the Evil Fire had instantly tainted her Martial Soul, causing a malignant mutation that turned it into an Evil Martial Soul. She had been sealed within the Sea God Hall. However, during a mysterious attack on Shrek by the Holy Spirit Sect, Ma Xiaotao vanished.

Although he had suspected something, seeing his former disciple in front of him, having gained power through the methods of an Evil Soul Master, was something Yan Shaozhe could hardly accept.

Indeed, the two Evil Soul Masters before him were Feng Ling, the wife of the Holy Spirit Sect leader Zhongli Wu, and Ma Xiaotao, his former disciple.

Ma Xiaotao's soul power had reached level 83!

Just five years ago, Ma Xiaotao's soul power was only level 68. After being sealed within the Sea God Hall, her power had essentially remained stagnant, and she had disappeared three years ago. Yet in just three years, her soul power had increased by a full 15 levels!

Normally, it would take even the most talented soul master more than ten years to advance from level 68 to 83, let alone just three years.

Even a genius would need at least five years!

Su Yu: ???

Yan Shaozhe couldn't even imagine how many people Ma Xiaotao must have killed to achieve such rapid growth.

His expression twisted in internal conflict as he looked at his once-beloved disciple, now facing him with indifference, as if she had completely forgotten him. Her eyes, bloodshot, seemed to seethe with malice.

Xiao Tao...

"I'm sorry, I know you wouldn't have wanted this. As your master, I can only help you end this quickly." Yan Shaozhe closed his eyes in agony, before suddenly opening them wide, his soul power surging.

"Hmph, hypocrite!" Feng Ling sneered, thoroughly disgusted by Yan Shaozhe's sudden change.

In an instant, she, too, completed her Martial Soul possession.

Both of them had soul power at level 97.

The Evil Phoenix.

The Light Phoenix.

As their Martial Souls manifested, two phoenix cries rang out, reverberating across a hundred miles.

In the distance, Qian Duoduo's expression changed slightly as he glanced toward the rear.

"Damn, there's actually an Evil Soul Master of this level?"

Could Shaozhe handle this level of soul power?

In the shadows, Xuanzi also felt a jolt in his heart.

Level 97?

Did Shaozhe recently poke the nest of the Evil Soul Masters? Two years ago, after receiving a request from the City Lord of Heaven Dou City, he encountered a Titled Douluo-level Evil Soul Master who was at level 98 and barely survived. Today, he was only trying to deal with a Soul Douluo-level Evil Soul Master, but now he had come face-to-face with one at level 97.

What kind of luck is this?

At the same time, Xuanzi couldn't help but feel relieved that he hadn't stood up to join the team in encircling and eliminating the target. At the time, listening to Yan Shaozhe and Qian Duoduo's division of tasks, he had been extremely dissatisfied.

How could Shrek be like this?

"Hmph!"

Feng Ling positioned herself protectively in front of Ma Xiaotao, and soul rings slowly rose around her.

One yellow, three purple, four black, and one red—nine soul rings floated out in sequence.

Yan Shaozhe's pupils constricted sharply, his breathing quickening.

Last time, during his battle with Zhongli Wu, he had been shocked by Zhongli Wu's soul ring combination, unable to believe it, but never once doubting it.

He had even preferred to believe that Zhongli Wu's soul ring configuration was natural.

The Evil Soul Masters of the Holy Spirit Sect had enhanced their bodies through sinister secret arts, enabling them to absorb soul rings far beyond their level.

Or perhaps, it was due to dual Martial Souls.

However, today, upon seeing Feng Ling's soul ring configuration, Yan Shaozhe had to accept one grim reality.

The Holy Spirit Sect possesses a secret method to increase the age of soul rings!

When he was younger, Yan Shaozhe had traveled the continent and had spent three months with Feng Ling. At that time, her Martial Soul had not yet awakened into the Evil Phoenix, and she was a Soul Elder with a standard soul ring configuration—two yellow and two purple.

In an instant, Yan Shaozhe's mind was flooded with numerous speculations.

If the Holy Spirit Sect had already possessed such techniques, how many people had they lured in using them?

It might be difficult to achieve greatness, but destroying a person could be done in the blink of an eye.

An Evil Soul Master, with their Martial Soul suppressed by the flaws of the soul, would find it difficult to turn toward goodness, but a regular Martial Soul could fall to an Evil Soul with just a thought.

With such a secret art, did the Soul Masters within the Holy Spirit Sect come into existence as Evil Soul Masters by birth?

Lost in thought, Yan Shaozhe barely reacted before Feng Ling acted decisively.

Black flames rose around her, dimming the light in the surroundings.

A pair of black flame wings appeared behind Ma Xiaotao, and she quickly moved away from the center of the battlefield.

Yan Shaozhe snapped back to reality. The Light Phoenix behind him gave a loud cry as its golden-red flames surged, matching the black flames in intensity.

(End of Chapter)