Chapter 15: Soul-Severing Blade (1/1)
Pfft!
A flash of cold light tore through the dust of the courtyard, reflecting a chilling glint in Jiang Li's eyes.
Blood splattered before Xuanzi's vision. Warm liquid sprayed across his face.
He looked closely—his fist, along with his entire forearm, had vanished.
A wave of excruciating pain instantly drowned his nerves, shaking his entire body.
Before he could even cry out, two more streaks of light flashed through the air.
Slash—!
The sound of flesh being torn was sharp and piercing.
Xuanzi's pupils trembled violently as he looked down.
Two deep, bone-exposing slashes crisscrossed his chest.
Dark blood surged out, instantly staining his clothes a deep red.
Time seemed to freeze.
But Jiang Li did not stop.
He leapt forward, twisted his body mid-air, and kicked Xuanzi hard in the side of the head.
BOOM!
Xuanzi was sent crashing into the house.
Landing steadily, Jiang Li looked toward the ruins with a mocking smile.
In his hand was now a long blade.
The sword was wide, heavy, and powerfully built, with a hilt wrapped in fluffy fur.
It was another special-grade cursed tool from Jujutsu Kaisen—Soul-Splitting Blade.
Its ability: ignore all physical durability and defense, directly cutting the target's soul, with extremely difficult-to-heal damage.
"Old man, if you had used your martial soul or soul skills, it wouldn't have been this easy."
Jiang Li sneered lightly and tossed Playful Cloud to Xiao You.
Inside the collapsed building, Xuanzi slid out from the broken beams.
His once-straight body was now curled up, blood continuously pouring from his chest wound. Every breath came out as a ragged, bloody gasp.
But in the next second—
His body suddenly trembled.
His already-dilated pupils shrank sharply, then turned blood-red with madness, as if flames were burning inside.
He stared at Jiang Li, teeth grinding loudly, veins bulging, his skin turning an eerie bluish-purple.
"You… bastard! You dare act so dishonorably!"
His voice was hoarse, every word mixed with blood, yet filled with terrifying malice.
He suddenly raised his head. Veins on his neck bulged like dragons.
His martial soul pressure exploded outward.
Nine soul rings rose from his feet: two yellow, two purple, four black, one red.
"Seventh Soul Skill! Martial Soul True Body!"
With the activation of the seventh ring, his Martial Soul True Body erupted!
BOOM!
The earth shook violently.
Xuanzi's body expanded at visible speed.
His skin became covered in thick earth-yellow scales. A pair of massive horns burst from his head, gleaming with cold light.
His severed forearm regenerated into a bone-spiked limb, which he swung toward Jiang Li with overwhelming force.
This attack contained pure madness and rage, lacking all technique. His Devouring Sky Divine Ox Martial Soul had fully erupted, his soul itself becoming violent.
The air was crushed into explosive sonic booms. The courtyard and surrounding buildings were reduced to ruins.
Jiang Li's mocking expression faded slightly.
He stepped forward instead of retreating, sliding sideways like a ghost to dodge the strike.
He smiled faintly.
"Now this looks a bit more decent. Unfortunately… a mad beast is still just prey."
He flipped his wrist.
The Soul-Splitting Blade slashed through the surging soul power wave.
SPLASH!
This time, it was not flesh being torn—but the armor of his Martial Soul True Body being effortlessly cut open.
Earth-yellow soul power and blood sprayed out together.
Xuanzi roared furiously, ignoring his injury and striking again.
Another front limb, condensed with devouring power, slammed toward Jiang Li.
Jiang Li's eyes sharpened.
He dodged and, in the same motion, reached toward Xiao You.
Xiao You immediately understood and spat out another special-grade cursed tool—Inverted Spear of Heaven.
The moment Jiang Li gripped it, he stopped dodging.
He thrust it straight into Xuanzi's incoming limb.
CRACK!
A sound like glass shattering echoed.
Xuanzi froze in shock.
His Martial Soul True Body was forcibly canceled.
A wave of weakness surged through his body.
He began falling from the air.
Jiang Li stepped forward, raising the Soul-Splitting Blade for the finishing strike—
But at that moment.
Several overwhelming Super Douluo-level auras descended upon him.
"Bold! How dare you openly challenge the authority of Shrek Academy!"
A furious voice rang out.
A figure caught the falling Xuanzi mid-air.
Jiang Li looked up slightly and immediately recognized him.
Yan Shaozhe.
The Martial Soul Department Dean of Shrek Academy.
Light-attributed soul power surged around him as he stared at Jiang Li with burning anger.
"Jiang Li! You have gravely injured an academy elder. This is unforgivable! Today, you will pay the price for your actions!"
Behind him, several more powerful figures appeared, all sealing off Jiang Li completely.
Jiang Li casually held the Soul-Splitting Blade in one hand and the Inverted Spear in the other.
He smiled lightly.
"Oh? Dean Yan himself. What's this—losing a fight so you all decided to gang up on me?"
His gaze swept over the surrounding figures, coldness flickering in his eyes.
"So this is Shrek's hospitality? Only you are allowed to attack, but others are not allowed to fight back?"
"Absurd logic!" Yan Shaozhe said coldly.
"Elder Xuan was here only for sparring, yet you used such vicious methods. You are lawless! Today, if we do not capture you, Shrek's dignity will be lost!"
"Sparring?" Jiang Li raised an eyebrow.
"So that old man just wanted a spar… I thought he came to decide life and death with me."
The atmosphere grew tense.
But before either side moved—
A deep, aged voice echoed through the entire area.
"Shaozhe. All of you, step back. I will handle this myself."