Agravaine couldn't help but glance at Arthur. "What happened?"
For some reason, his first reaction was that his good nephew must know something.
"I have no clue?" Arthur scratched his head, sensing the two massive energies colliding.
One of them was Yun Ming; he had seen him take action before.
The other energy was unfamiliar, one he hadn't encountered before. However, he sensed it contained the power of the ocean.
Related to the ocean and able to fight Yun Ming so fiercely—it could only be the Demon Empress or Chen Xinjie.
But he had just locked onto the Demon Empress earlier, and she wasn't in this direction, so it had to be Chen Xinjie.
"Maybe after Gu Yue told Shrek Academy the news, Yun Ming couldn't help but go and clash with the Federation?"
Arthur shook his head. "We'll know when we go take a look later. The tool person is gone, so it's just the two of us to deal with this Evil Soul Master."
"Let's settle this quickly."
Hearing this, Agravaine didn't ask further. He silently adjusted his posture, his gaze falling back onto the shaken Evil Soul Master who was trying to flee now that Leng Yaozhu had left.
"Hmph, trying to escape?" Arthur curled his lip. "Old man, let's show him our blood-boiling combo technique!"
Although Agravaine had grown accustomed to Arthur's occasionally bizarre remarks, he still couldn't help but ask, "What combo technique?"
Arthur gave a mysterious smile. "Old man, have you ever reached a climax?"
Agravaine: "?"
He looked at Arthur with a complex expression. "Little Arthur, I think you need to find a wife."
"Hehe."
Without waiting for a reaction, Arthur pressed his hand against Agravaine's back. An endless flow of light poured into his body as Arthur explained, "I was just thinking that the moonlight tonight is too low, which greatly affects your Heavenly Strike."
"A Soul Master with Ultimate Ice can boost an ordinary ice-attribute Soul Master to the ultimate level."
"So, what about my light?"
"Not to mention, my current light attribute... even 'Ultimate' isn't enough to describe it."
Arthur's palm was firmly pressed against the center of Agravaine's back. The inexhaustible power of light, like a river bursting its banks, surged yet precisely poured into Agravaine's Meridians.
At first, it was a warm current, gently washing through Agravaine's own Soul Power circuits.
Agravaine could clearly feel that his relatively ordinary light-attribute Soul Power seemed insignificant before this vast, pure power that seemed to contain infinite vitality and absolute radiance.
Then, the change occurred.
Arthur's light didn't crudely replace or overwrite his own; instead, acting like a top-tier catalyst and amplifier, it began to ignite and reconstruct Agravaine's own light-attribute essence with startling efficiency.
"Oh ho ho ho ho!" Agravaine felt like he had never been this satisfied!
Buzz—!
Following that, the originally restrained aura around Agravaine's body suddenly transformed.
His hand trembled slightly, not from discomfort, but from an almost uncontrollable instinctive reaction caused by the rapid ascent of power.
It might also have been because it felt too good... He looked down at his hand. Under the surface, a light as warm as jade and containing terrifying energy faintly shone through, making even his palm lines appear vividly outlined by the light.
With a thought, a speck of light appeared in his palm, then expanded frantically beyond his control.
Agravaine felt as if he were holding a miniature sun. The surging power of light was almost enough to burst through his control.
His own light attribute had been forcibly elevated to a realm he had never even imagined.
"I need to vent this out quickly."
Agravaine looked at the frantically fleeing Evil Soul Master, who appeared incredibly tiny in his current perception.
"Old man, you've been buffed, go! Blast him," Arthur's voice rang out from behind. "Blast his ass!"
"Heavenly Strike!"
The miniature sun in Agravaine's palm pulsed wildly as he struck it out, forming a beam of light.
Within the gentle golden light churned a sharpness that could tear everything apart. Even the surrounding night was forcibly pushed back, creating a domain of light as bright as day.
"Argh!" The Evil Soul Master had just flapped his Blood-colored Bat Wings and bolted several kilometers when he felt a world-destroying pressure coming from behind. When he looked back, his pupils were instantly filled with golden light.
Terrified out of his wits, his ninth spirit ring flared wildly, and his Blood-colored Bat Wings snapped shut.
Viscous blood-light condensed into a heavy shield, but the moment Agravaine raised his hand, it was struck head-on by that beam of light.
There was no earth-shaking sound of collision, only the sound of sizzling melting.
The blood-light instantly dissolved and disintegrated.
Before the Evil Soul Master's horrified eyes, the beam of light pierced right through him, even leaving a smooth hole in his three-word battle armor, while his Blood-colored Bat Wings were instantly reduced to ash.
He didn't even have time to feel the intense pain; he only felt his Soul being enveloped by a light of absolute purity, vanishing into thin air in an instant.
His body froze in mid-air, the terror in his eyes solidified, and then he crashed to the ground like a kite with its string cut. By the time he hit the earth, he had become a lifeless, charred corpse, which then crumbled into ash.
The beam of light did not dissipate after killing the Evil Soul Master but continued forward.
It left a trail in the sky above Heaven Dou City that lingered for a long time.
Agravaine slowly retracted his palm, the golden light around him gradually receding, though a glint of excitement remained in his eyes. He took a deep breath, his tone carrying an irrepressible sense of satisfaction. "I have never possessed such power."
"Feels good, right?" Arthur patted his shoulder, grinning with a look of pride. "Did you reach the peak?"
Agravaine didn't take offense and said with certainty, "It was even better than that!"
...On the other side, when Leng Yaozhu arrived, the scene before her eyes made her breath hitch.
The earth looked as if it had been repeatedly kneaded and torn by an invisible giant hand.
The mountains that originally occupied this region had been leveled to the ground.
There were even several hideous, bottomless ravines left behind. The air was thick with lingering, violent Soul Power turbulence and two distinct yet equally Soul-shaking pressures.
Moreover, this aftermath was already quite restrained; after all, this was a battle of Quasi-Gods!
As a level ninety-eight four-word battle armor master, if Leng Yaozhu had been here during the collision just now, she would have died right then and there.
In mid-air, two figures stood facing each other from a distance.
On the left, the Hall Master of the War God Hall, Chen Xinjie, was clad in sea-blue battle armor, his hair flying wildly in the violent energy turbulence.
It was as if invisible waves were surging around him, with the phantom of a vast, boundless ocean appearing faintly behind him. Every rise and fall of the waves caused the surrounding space to vibrate.
His gaze, however, was as sharp as a blade, fixed firmly on the figure opposite him. In that look, besides Battle Intent, there was a hint of unbelievable shock and anger.
"Yun Ming, you certainly have some nerve!"
The person on the right was none other than the Sky-Supporting Douluo, Yun Ming. The Sky-Quenching Divine Spear in his hand pointed diagonally toward the ground, devoid of any brilliance, appearing like a black hole that swallowed everything. Even Chen Xinjie's surging Vast Sea Momentum was silently held at bay as it approached him.
Yun Ming's expression was calm, even deeper and more peaceful than Leng Yaozhu remembered.
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