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Gu La smoothly purchased a ticket and boarded the soul-guided train bound for Tian Dou City.
The interior of the carriage was softly lit, and the scenery outside the window zipped by. However, he couldn't shake off a growing sense of unease. This feeling wasn't baseless—just moments ago, he noticed that Tang Wulin had also boarded the same train.
What concerned him even more was the name of the train conductor mentioned in the broadcast: Mo Lan.
"Mo Lan," Gu La murmured the name under his breath.
He recognized it. As the daughter of Mo Wu, a prominent politician in Tian Dou City, Mo Lan's decision to work as an ordinary train conductor despite her family's status was well-known.
In this world where soul masters held supreme power, Mo Wu, one of the few civilian representatives, dared not use his authority to grant privileges to his family. His daughter, Mo Lan, had chosen to live among the common people, sharing their hardships. He'd even heard that she had been kidnapped recently.
"What a hassle."
Gu La rubbed his temples. He didn't want to get entangled in any political whirlpools, but now, a more pressing question weighed on his mind: What were the chances of this train being attacked by evil soul masters?
The answer came faster than he anticipated.
Less than ten minutes after the train started, a commotion erupted from Carriage No. 7. Shouts and the sounds of fighting shattered the calm atmosphere inside the train.
Gu La immediately stood up, ignoring the protests of the attendants, and quickly made his way toward the source of the disturbance.
"Out of my way!" He brushed past the obstructing attendant, golden light flashing in his eyes. Through the thick iron doors, he could clearly "see" the scene inside the carriage: A sinister-looking middle-aged man was choking a passenger, his body exuding a nauseating aura of evil.
"Bring Mo Lan here now, or I'll make everyone on this train pay for my brother's life!"
The roar of the evil Soul Emperor rattled the train windows.
At this moment, Gu La heard the voice of the observing teacher transmitted through soul power: "Be careful. This evil soul master is likely one of the fugitives from the recent terrorist attacks!"
Gu La nodded slightly, his gaze piercing through the crowd to lock onto the position of the evil Soul Emperor. At the same time, he sensed the familiar presence of Tang Wulin, who was hiding among the passengers, waiting for an opportunity to act.
"There's no time to waste." A sharp glint flashed in Gu La's eyes, and his figure vanished from sight instantly.
Inside Carriage No. 7, the evil Soul Emperor felt a blur before his eyes, and the hostage in his grasp suddenly disappeared. When he refocused, a green-haired, golden-eyed youth stood at the other end of the carriage, gently placing the rescued passenger on the ground.
"Gu La!" Tang Wulin called out in surprise, then quickly scanned the surroundings with caution. "Be careful—he has accomplices!"
As if to confirm his words, an old man hunched over among the passengers casually raised his head, revealing a malevolent gleam in his eyes.
He stared intently at Tang Wulin while keeping Gu La in his peripheral vision. "Teleportation soul skill? This is troublesome… but if I can seize the right moment…"
Gu La didn't even turn his head, merely nodding slightly to acknowledge the situation.
His focus remained locked on the evil Soul Emperor, but his right hand suddenly transformed into a four-meter-long dark gold claw. With lightning speed, it shot toward the old man, who was actually an evil Soul King in disguise.
"What?!"
The evil Soul King was caught off guard, hastily raising a pale bone shield.
However, the dark gold claw, imbued with sword intent, sliced through the defense like cutting through tofu. A flash of cold light later, a head rolled to the floor, its face frozen in disbelief.
"You!"
The evil Soul Emperor's pupils contracted in shock. The scene of his companion being instantly killed sent tremors through his heart. Without holding back any longer, silver light shimmered beneath his black robes, and a complete set of single-word battle armor enveloped his body. His soul power surged to the level of a Soul Sage!
"Oh?"
Gu La raised an eyebrow as five pieces of dark golden battle armor emerged from his body. The most intricate piece, the chest armor, glowed with mysterious patterns—it was the core component of the battle armor.
With the battle armor equipped, his aura skyrocketed to the peak of a Soul King, and four jet-black ten-thousand-year soul rings slowly rose beneath his feet.
"Tang Wulin, take the passengers and leave."
Gu La's voice was eerily calm. "I'll send this evil soul master to hell myself."
Tang Wulin understood immediately. Blue silver grass snaked out like living serpents, gently wrapping around the terrified passengers. "Be careful," he said before swiftly evacuating them from the carriage.
The evil Soul Emperor watched Gu La's exquisite battle armor and the four black soul rings, his expression growing increasingly grim.
Forcing himself to remain composed, he sneered, "Boy, I advise you not to meddle, or else—"
"You talk too much," Gu La cut him off, golden eyes blazing with murderous intent.
If these evil soul masters didn't come looking for trouble, fine. But daring to show up in front of him? They were practically begging to die!
With a flick of his wrist, a sword of pure sword intent materialized in midair, attaching itself to the contracting dark gold claw. The blade pointed directly at the evil Soul Emperor's throat.
The air froze in that instant.
The evil Soul Emperor's sneer froze on his face as Gu La's sword thrust forward. Before the blade even reached him, the sharp sword intent swept through the carriage like a chilling wind, instantly leaving countless fine scratches on the metal walls.
"Die!"
The evil Soul Emperor roared in fury, black mist swirling around him. Without a trace of arrogance left, his fifth soul ring flared brightly.
"Blood Soul Heart Devouring!"
Dozens of blood-red ghostly shadows surged out of the black mist, emitting ear-piercing shrieks as they charged toward Gu La's spiritual sea. This was the evil soul master's signature move, specifically targeting the weakest part of a soul master—their soul. It often rendered them invincible against opponents of the same level.
Golden light exploded in Gu La's eyes as a sword-shaped mark appeared on his forehead.
"Break!"
With a soft shout, the pure sword intent dissolved the blood-red shadows like snow melting under the sun. They dispersed before even reaching him.
How high was the realm of the Sword Soul?
Even ordinary titled Douluos couldn't comprehend it.
Otherwise, Ye Xinglan wouldn't have been specially recruited into Shrek Academy's inner court just for touching a lower-level sword intent.
Meanwhile, Gu La employed the Ghostly Shadow Perplexing Steps taught by Tang San, combining rapid movements with ghostly agility.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Gu La's figure flickered repeatedly within the carriage, each appearance accompanied by a sharp streak of sword light.
Sparks flew from the evil Soul Emperor's battle armor, which now bore seven or eight deep sword marks.
"How is this possible?!"
The evil Soul Emperor was both shocked and enraged. His was a complete single-word battle armor, yet it had been damaged by the sword energy of a mere Soul Elder?
With no room left for wishful thinking, the evil Soul Emperor finally activated his sixth soul ring, transforming his hands into pitch-black bone claws.
"Dark Bone Heartrending Claw!"
Boom!
Two three-meter-long bone claw phantoms slashed across, accompanied by the wailing cries of evil spirits. Everything in their path—seats, debris—was reduced to dust.
But instead of retreating, Gu La pressed forward, treating the opponent as nothing more than a target for practice. Within a ten-meter radius, the area turned into a domain filled with crisscrossing sword qi.
The moment the bone claw phantoms entered the sword domain, they were shredded into pieces by countless fine sword qi!
The path of sword intent was, after all, a straight road to creating one's own soul skills—a path to mastery.
"It's over."
Gu La sheathed his sword and stood there, disinterested. A mere evil Soul Emperor posed absolutely no pressure for him.
He missed Hoopa Unbound. Perhaps it was time to let his clone go out for training early, though he'd need to find him a strong backer first.
Challenging others was a surefire way to make enemies, so he'd need a powerful ally to rely on.
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