The defense granted by Shi Meng's Rock-Armored Lizard Martial Soul ultimately proved inadequate against the fierce assault of the young Evil Soul Master. Although he had fully circulated his Soul Power, causing his rocky armor to shimmer with a resolute grayish-brown luster in the sunlight, the gap in their Realms was like an insurmountable chasm—he was merely a Spirit Grandmaster, while his opponent was a genuine Soul Elder.
The reason Evil Soul Masters were so feared was precisely because they were almost unrivaled among those of the same rank, and they possessed various bizarre methods capable of killing those at higher levels. While this youth's Blood Rat Martial Soul wasn't considered top-tier among Evil Soul Masters, its common traits included growth through blood-sucking and being imbued with lethal toxins. However, his solid Soul Elder cultivation was definitely not something Shi Meng could contend with.
Although Shi Meng managed to block the first strike with great effort, the heavy impact sent his internal energy into a frenzy, and a sweet taste rose in his throat. He let out a muffled groan as fine beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His arms trembled slightly from the strain of holding his ground, and the earth beneath his feet even began to show several fine cracks.
"Your defense is quite tough, big brother," the young Evil Soul Master said, licking the corner of his mouth. A cruel and excited light flickered in his eyes, his expression like a cat toying with a mouse under its claws. "But the next strike will take your life!"
He stopped holding back, and the third spirit ring around his body suddenly lit up, its deep purple light entwined with an ominous blood-red hue—Third Soul Skill, Evil Poison Blood! He knew that the woman who had spoken earlier was nearby, and since he was injured, he had to end this quickly. He needed to drain the blood and Soul Power of the Spirit Master before him to recover or even increase his strength to face the coming crisis.
Just as that sinister power was about to erupt and strike Shi Meng at the critical moment, the clear female voice from before cut through the air again, carrying an unquestionable authority:
"First Soul Skill, Holy Light Radiance!"
A beam of pure and blazing light, like sunlight tearing through dark clouds, suddenly descended and accurately enveloped the young Evil Soul Master.
"Ah—!" The moment the Holy Light touched him, the youth let out a shrill scream. To him, that light was like boiling oil being splashed onto his skin, sizzling and bringing a searing pain that reached deep into his bones. The blood mist surrounding him dissipated rapidly as if it had met its natural enemy, and his Martial Soul even sent out waves of terrified trembling.
Within the light, a graceful figure descended. It was a blonde girl with exquisite features, a pair of Holy Wings spread out behind her back like an angel descending to the mortal Realm. She held a longsword shimmering with a halo of light, her entire being radiating a sacred aura that purified all filth.
The newcomer was Ye Guyi. She had tracked the aura of the Evil Soul Master to this place but hadn't expected the target to be such a young boy. However, there was no trace of pity in her eyes, only cold determination. The thick scent of blood and evil emanating from this youth clearly indicated that he had already murdered many lives.
"All Evil Soul Masters must die!" This conviction had never wavered in her heart.
The young Evil Soul Master was scared out of his wits. The instinctive fear from his Martial Soul told him that this was his natural predator! Enduring the intense pain, he turned to flee. Recovery and advancement meant nothing in the face of a life-threatening crisis.
"Trying to run? Wishful thinking! Second Soul Skill, Holy Spirit Slash!"
How could Ye Guyi give him the chance? She swung the holy sword in her hand, and a crescent-shaped blade of sacred light tore through the air, slashing toward the youth at a speed nearly invisible to the naked eye.
"No—!" The youth tried his best to dodge, but the light blade still swept past him mercilessly. An arm flew off, and a massive wound deep enough to see the bone was sliced into his thigh. Blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly staining the ground beneath his feet red.
He no longer had the strength to run and collapsed in a pool of blood, his face filled with extreme terror. His survival instinct drove him to wail and beg for mercy desperately: "Please, let me go! I was just momentarily confused! I was wrong, I will definitely change my ways! I won't dare do it again!"
Ye Guyi's expression remained unchanged, her gaze still cold as if she were looking at a dead object.
Behind her, Shi Meng looked at the youth who had been ferocious just a moment ago but was now so miserable. Hearing those heart-wrenching pleas for mercy, a hint of pity couldn't help but rise in his heart. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
The young Evil Soul Master keenly caught this sliver of hesitation. As if grabbing onto a final lifeline, he turned to Shi Meng, crying and lamenting with tears and snot flowing: "Big brother! Please help me say something! I really know I was wrong! Look, my arm is already gone, I'm a cripple now and can't do bad things anymore! Spare my life!"
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