Chapter 180 Evil Resentment
"How is this possible? Why didn't you react at all?" The white-haired man glared at Wu Xuan, his face contorted. The combined release of his fifth and sixth soul skills was far more than just the sum of its parts.
"A mere mental attack? What kind of reaction do you expect me to have?" Wu Xuan sneered dismissively, picking his ear.
The next moment, Wu Xuan slightly raised his right hand, and a wisp of azure light rapidly gathered at his fingertip under the guidance of his mental power.
"Finger Wind Dragon!"
A crisp sound rang out, and a dark green breeze flew from Wu Xuan's fingertip.
The moment it flew out, this dark green breeze began to expand rapidly.
In a few breaths, the wind dragon gathered, and a dragon's roar shook the surrounding area. The female ghost was directly shaken by this dragon's roar, her ghostly face trembling.
Wu Xuan flicked his finger, and the wind dragon shot out like a soul-guided ray, instantly shattering the newly manifested female ghost's vengeful spirit.
The moment the vengeful spirit dissipated, the white-haired man coughed up a mouthful of blood, his aura instantly weakening.
How could Wu Xuan let such an opportunity slip by? As the wind dragon continued its charge, his fifth soul ring suddenly lit up, activating the Sky-Splitting Wind Gathering Mode. Countless emerald-green wind blades, radiating a sharp aura, materialized out of thin air, their sheer power causing the white-haired man's expression to change drastically.
With a flick of Wu Xuan's finger, the overwhelming wind blades pressed down on the white-haired man.
The white-haired man retreated violently, his pair of ferocious black claws flailing wildly as he desperately defended against the 280-degree attack of the wind blades.
"Ah! You damned little beast! If it weren't for the fact that I had consumed too much soul power during the Soul Hunt, I would have torn you to pieces and refined you into a vengeful spirit!" the white-haired man roared in anguish.
"After I've exorcised you, you can come back to seek revenge in your next life!" Wu Xuan sneered, increasing the area of the wind blades' advance.
"Third Soul Skill, Vengeful Invasion!" The black shadow behind the man suddenly trembled, a thick black mist suddenly spewing from its mouth, enveloping the wind dragon.
The next instant, the wind dragon shattered upon contact with the black mist, achieving nothing.
"Gather."
Wu Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently clenched his fist towards the void. The countless wind blades paused, suddenly converging towards Wu Xuan's raised right fist, merging into one in the blink of an eye.
The wind blades transformed into a dazzling blade of light, illuminating the sky with brilliance.
Before the white-haired man could react, a soaring blade of light pierced the air, slashing fiercely at the man in the black mist. At this moment, the black mist could no longer withstand the blade's power.
"Boom—"
The blade of light crashed down, its terrifying force tearing a crack more than ten meters wide into the earth. Waves of pale blue, carrying an aura of annihilation, swept outwards, finally revealing the white-haired man's miserable figure.
The white-haired man swayed; his grotesque right arm had been severed at the shoulder by Wu Xuan's blade of light, and foul blood immediately gushed onto the ground. Just as the white-haired man was considering retreating and planning to seek revenge later, the scene before him made his eyes widen in horror.
He saw Wu Xuan pry a strange, gleaming silver bone from the Silver Scale Griffin's body.
"You little beast, put down that soul bone, or I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth, until you are dead!" With that, the white-haired man charged straight at Wu Xuan, enduring the remaining wind blade strikes.
Wu Xuan calmly retrieved the corpse of the near-title Douluo he had ambushed and killed, storing it in his storage soul tool. Such a top-tier evil soul master might have fused with a soul bone within him; how could he possibly let go of this free benefit for the sake of maximizing his gains?
"Eighth Soul Skill, Hundred Ghosts Parade!"
Seeing that Wu Xuan ignored him, the white-haired man's jet-black eighth ring suddenly lit up, and at that moment, the evil spirit behind him emitted a burst of bloody light.
Nearly a hundred hideous ghost faces burst forth from the body of the Evil Vengeful Martial Soul, transforming into countless unrecognizable, terrifying vengeful ghosts that charged towards Wu Xuan.
It was easy to see just how many lives this white-haired man had taken.
"You old beast, you deserve to be torn to pieces!" Wu Xuan roared furiously, and with the gathering of a gust of wind, a soaring azure flame roared towards the nearly one hundred vengeful ghosts.
The white-haired man didn't react at all, simply watching as his nearly one hundred vengeful ghosts were engulfed by the azure flames and burned into countless ghostly faces.
The azure flames swept past, and the nearly one hundred ghostly faces fell to the ground again, transforming back into ghostly figures.
"What?" Wu Xuan was stunned; for the first time, he had encountered something that the azure flames couldn't break down.
"Haha! You little beast, just wait to die. Once I extract your soul, I'll definitely give you a good beating!" the white-haired man laughed arrogantly.
Unable to be broken down by the azure flames, these ghosts were not even the same species as the previous female ghost.
Dealing with formless beings was far too easy for Wu Xuan.
Ignoring the white-haired man's taunts, Wu Xuan clenched his fist, a silver light flashing in his palm, and a long, gleaming silver spear appeared in his hand.
"Oh! Twin Martial Souls, but no...no..." The white-haired man's mocking words caught in his throat, like a duck being strangled.
He saw two blood-red, 100,000-year-old soul rings rise from Wu Xuan's feet.
His innate soul skill, Gathering Sharpness, activated, and a strange silver light shone brightly from the blade of the Soul-Breaking Spear.
Wu Xuan thrust the spear straight at her, piercing through a female ghost that lunged at him. The ghost, screaming in agony, vanished into a wisp of black smoke.
Wu Xuan sneered, raising the Soul-Breaking Spear and sweeping it horizontally. The vengeful ghosts that followed fell at his feet, dissipating into black smoke.
Seeing Wu Xuan take down the vengeful ghosts one by one with a single shot, the white-haired man's previously triumphant expression suddenly darkened.
"Damn it, what kind of heaven-defying luck did I have to run into such a bastard?"
"Die!" Wu Xuan swept his spear, instantly turning three oncoming vengeful ghosts into black smoke.
"You inhuman, ghostly old beast, thank you for your generosity. After I kill you, I'll nail your and your companions' corpses to the walls of Star Luo City for everyone to spit on, so you'll become famous, hahaha." After killing another vengeful ghost that lunged at him, Wu Xuan arrogantly provoked.
"You little beast, you forced me to this. Even if I die with you, I'll kill you."
At this moment, the white-haired man disregarded everything, biting his tongue and spitting a mouthful of blood onto the Evil Vengeful Martial Soul behind him.
The Evil Vengeful Martial Soul let out an uncontrollable shriek, its pitch-black body turning completely blood red.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"
The white-haired man roared ferociously. He had already used the Martial Soul True Body against the 90,000-year-old Silver Scale Griffin, and couldn't use it again anytime soon. Now, he was forcibly activating the Martial Soul True Body by feeding his own blood essence into his Martial Soul. This wasn't without its price; at best, no matter how many souls he devoured, his cultivation wouldn't improve in the slightest for the next two years.
For a true evil soul master like him, this was undoubtedly a huge blow.
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