Chapter 16 The Killing Intent of the Spirit Hall Elder
"Emperor's Ultimate... Sky-Shocking Fist!"
Before his voice had even faded, Zhou Chen, radiating golden light from his entire body, flashed slightly and vanished from where he stood.
In the next instant, he resembled a golden meteor or a dazzling sun. Amidst the sound of a massive sonic boom, he smashed directly into the aggressive Scaled Armor Beast.
"Rumble!"
The golden meteor whipped up monstrous waves of earth, and in an instant, the surface of the ground began to crack. Trees within a radius of several dozen meters fell over, and tiny stones actually detached from the ground to float in the air.
The figures of Zhou Chen and the Scaled Armor Beast were completely obscured within that dazzling golden light.
Seeing this scene, even though they were mentally prepared, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang both widened their eyes as their heartbeats accelerated.
Marcus, who was originally completely unaware of the situation, stood dazed in place, his mind in total chaos.
No wonder Xiaogang wanted Zhou Chen to help. Is this the strength of the so-called hidden families and the Purple Star Palace?
If Zhou Chen is this strong as a six-year-old child, then what about his father? What about his grandfather or the elders of the collateral branches? Could it be that they are all existences at the Title Douluo level?
For a moment, Marcus began to doubt his understanding of life.
"Teacher, Brother Chen's first soul skill seems even more powerful than Dean Marcus's fourth soul skill!" Tang San narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low voice while watching the gradually dissipating golden light.
"It is more than that."
Yu Xiaogang shook his head and smiled bitterly. "This strike is at least comparable to a Soul King above level fifty, and it even approaches the standard of a Soul Emperor!"
As everything gradually settled, the three of them looked over. They saw that the massive body of the Scaled Armor Beast, known for its amazing defensive power, had been completely smashed into the soil. Only its head remained exposed, emitting the whimpering groans of impending death.
Zhou Chen stood atop the Scaled Armor Beast's head, radiating golden light from his entire body. His two small, fair fists showed absolutely no traces of the battle.
However, this dashing appearance was all an act, as Zhou Chen was already quite weak. After all, although the god-level skill was powerful, its consumption was also great; with just one strike, the soul power within his body had been completely exhausted.
Furthermore, he could only activate the skill once within twenty-four hours.
"This Scaled Armor Beast will not live for much longer, so you should hurry up and finish it off," Zhou Chen spoke indifferently while waving his hand toward Yu Xiaogang.
"Okay!"
Yu Xiaogang also understood that undue delay might bring trouble. If they dragged on for a while longer, who knew what variables might arise?
Therefore, he walked decisively to the side of the Scaled Armor Beast. He drew a short knife from his waist and stabbed it into the beast's brain, ending its life.
A purple thousand-year soul ring soon floated out from the Scaled Armor Beast's body, gradually transforming from illusory to substantial.
Yu Xiaogang hurriedly sat down cross-legged and beckoned to the soul ring. The soul ring flew over and slowly seeped into his body.
After about an hour, accompanied by the crackling sound of his bones, Yu Xiaogang stood up. Three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—slowly rose from beneath his feet.
Clearly, he had successfully absorbed the thousand-year soul ring produced by the Scaled Armor Beast.
"Teacher, congratulations." Tang San quickly ran over and hugged Yu Xiaogang.
"Xiaogang, congratulations on fulfilling your long-cherished wish."
Marcus walked over and patted Yu Xiaogang on the shoulder, a gratified smile appearing on his face.
Yu Xiaogang nodded and spoke in a sincere tone, "Thank you all. Especially you, Zhou Chen. Without you, we would have been lucky just to escape the Scaled Armor Beast's attack today."
"It was merely a small effort, hardly worth mentioning."
Zhou Chen stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his robes fluttering. His expression was indifferent, possessing quite the potential of a king of posturing.
If it were not for his body being too weak right now, Zhou Chen could have put on an even greater act.
Perhaps because he really did not want to watch Zhou Chen posturing anymore, Yu Xiaogang suddenly looked up at the sky and said, "It is already night. We will not go looking for soul beasts. We will camp here for the night."
Saying this, he signaled Tang San, who took out several luxurious tents from the soul guide, Twenty-Four Bridges by Moonlight...
And more than ten miles away.
Hu Liena stood gracefully on the tip of a tree branch, gazing into the distance in the direction where Zhou Chen was located. On her chest, there was an emblem representing the Spirit Hall.
Beside her was still that Spirit Hall Elder wearing golden armor and possessing a bewilderingly beautiful face.
"Elder Ju, do you think I could withstand that strike from that young man just now?" Hu Liena asked in a low voice.
"You cannot. One would need to be at least a Soul King above level fifty-six, or even someone approaching the Soul Emperor level, to contend with him even slightly."
A trace of shock flashed through the bewitching man's eyes. "Merely the first soul skill, yet it is so powerful; it is simply unheard of! Even Qian Renxue, with her innate level twenty God-Bestowed Martial Soul, did not possess such strength!"
Pausing for a moment, the bewitching man spoke coldly, "Such a genius must belong to our Spirit Hall! If he is unwilling to join us, or if he already belongs to some powerful soul master family, then we will have no choice but to destroy him!"
Hearing these words, a trace of reluctance flashed through Hu Liena's eyes, and she argued, "He is still a child. Is doing this not too..."
"There is nothing excessive about it! Girl, you are still young; you do not understand how cruel the adult world is!"
The bewitching man stroked Hu Liena's head, but Hu Liena did not speak, tears rippling in her beautiful eyes.
"Alright, alright, my Saintess."
The bewitching man, who had always doted on Hu Liena, spoke helplessly, "How about this, girl? Go meet that child yourself. Try your best to win him over to our Spirit Hall. If he is truly unwilling, come back and tell me, and I will handle it."
"But you are still going to kill him!"
Hu Liena glared at the bewitching man, filled with indignation.
"Rest assured, for your sake, I will not kill him. I will only cripple his soul power, letting him be an ordinary person for the rest of his life!"
The bewitching man agreed verbally, but in his heart, he was secretly ruthless.
If such a genius cannot be used by the Spirit Hall, how could he be left alive?
(End of this chapter)
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