Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect.

Chapter 135 The Arrival of the Evil Soul

Chapter 135 The Arrival of the Evil Soul

Ye Nanxiao had no time for joking around. The ice spikes grew very quickly, spreading instantly upon contact with the enemy.

Five enemies attempted to attack the ice cones with their martial spirits but were controlled by the ice cones and turned into ice sculptures, without even a chance to resist.

Feng Shiyi reacted the fastest, immediately creating distance, looking around, and counting the remaining people.

In the blink of an eye, five out of ten people were subdued.

"We underestimated him! Is this really a Soul King? Or was the intelligence wrong? Damn Evil Phoenix!" Feng Shiyi's eyes were full of fear. He gestured to the remaining people, the cross-shaped scythe in his hand gleaming coldly, and the soul rings behind him shining.

Upon seeing Feng Shiyi's gesture, the remaining assassins lit up their highest-level soul rings, intending to join forces to attack Ye Nanxiao.

However, Ye Nanxiao did not give Feng Shiyi and the others any time to use their soul skills. He was in a very bad mood. Regardless of whether Wang Teng was under control or not, since Wang Teng had asked to order a batch of Tang Sect hidden weapons, he was now his big customer.

His major client doesn't even know if he's still alive.

As Ye Nanxiao's soul rings shone, ice prisons rapidly rose from the ground, spreading the chill.

In the sky, a flock of birds fell like icicles, interrupting the assassins' use of their soul skills.

The ice prison changed, with ice spikes growing out and chasing after the remaining four assassins.

"Evil Instant Slash!" Feng Shiyi's figure moved like a ghost, accelerating to its maximum speed as she headed towards Ye Nanxiao.

"Winter is here." Ye Nanxiao's eyes were icy as he raised his hands, and a white circle spread out from beneath his feet.

Where the white circle spreads, frost spreads out, and ice spikes grow out.

Feeling the chill that seemed to pierce to the bone, Feng Shiyi immediately shouted "Flash!"

Dodging the falling icicles, the remaining four exchanged glances and rushed toward their frozen companion.

Ye Nanxiao's strength exceeded their expectations; if they couldn't win, they had to run away immediately.

As the strongest among them, Feng Shiyi needs to buy enough time.

Facing the cross-shaped scythe that Feng Shiyi was slashing at, Ye Nanxiao's right hand transformed into cold jade, and he gripped the cross-shaped scythe with brute force.

Feng Shiyi's eyes were filled with surprise as her attack was blocked by Ye Nanxiao with one hand.

He channeled his soul power, and another cross-shaped scythe, imbued with a dark aura, slashed out, attempting to pull out the cross-shaped scythe that Ye Nanxiao had grabbed.

Ye Nanxiao ignored Feng Shiyi's attack and suddenly smiled, activating his alluring charm.

Feng Shiyi's pupils widened as Ye Nanxiao's smile magnified in her eyes, becoming increasingly alluring. Her hands involuntarily stopped moving.

Seeing Feng Shiyi's reaction, Ye Nanxiao reached out and ripped off Feng Shiyi's mask.

The girl was very beautiful, with a heroic air about her.

"You're quite good-looking." Ye Nanxiao's lips curled up.

Feng Shiyi reacted instantly, abandoning the cross-shaped scythe that Ye Nanxiao was holding, and quickly jumped back.

"I always have more patience for girls than for boys. Tell me your purpose, and I'll consider letting you go," Ye Nanxiao said, toying with the mask in his hand.

Feng Shiyi's face was slightly flushed as she stared coldly at Ye Nanxiao.

"Eleventh Sister, this person's frost is too hard, the sisters can't break it." A relatively petite accomplice ran to Feng Eleven's side and whispered.

Ye Nanxiao had amazing hearing and overheard the entire conversation between Feng Shiyi and the other person.

After glancing at the brightly lit but quiet Wang family mansion, Ye Nanxiao suddenly had an idea: he wanted to find out who had sent the assassins.

Reclaim the power of extreme ice that was attached to the frost.

With a wave of his hand, Ye Nanxiao controlled the ice pillars that filled the sky, surrounding Feng Shiyi and the others. He asked in a cold voice, "Will you talk or not? My patience is limited."

Feng Shiyi quickly recovered; the cold air that had invaded her body slowed down the circulation of her soul power.

She knew that if they dragged this out any longer, they would all perish here.

"The difference in strength is too great. This is not the power that a Soul King should possess." Feng Shiyi glanced at the people around her, a resolute look flashing in her eyes, and flames suddenly ignited on the Soul Ring behind her.

Exclamations of surprise rang out from the other four assassins.

Feng Shiyi glanced at them, the cross-shaped sickle in her hand gleaming with a ghostly light.

In an instant, Feng Shiyi disappeared from the spot, her speed so fast that the afterimage she left behind remained in place.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Nanxiao's eyes; even with his eyesight, he could barely catch a glimpse of Feng Shiyi.

However, Feng Shiyi's target was not Ye Nanxiao, but her five companions who had been turned into ice sculptures.

He swung his cross-shaped sickle across the five ice sculptures, severing all the frost at the joints.

"Run!" Feng Shiyi uttered only one word.

The remaining assassins immediately fled with the five ice sculptures.

Feng Shiyi bent down and stomped on the ground, leaving a blurry afterimage.

Seven ice shields floated up and blocked Ye Nanxiao's way.

As he sensed the nine reactions rapidly moving away from this place, a sly glint flashed in Ye Nanxiao's eyes.

Feng Shiyi brandished her cross-shaped scythe, leaving afterimages in the air as she unleashed a series of slashes imbued with soul power.

The slash landed on the ice shield, blasting a crack into it.

"There's hope!" Feng Shiyi immediately decided to forcefully break through Ye Nanxiao's defenses.

Little did they know, this was something Ye Nanxiao had done on purpose.

When Feng Shiyi slashed through the last ice shield blocking him, Ye Nanxiao's expression was not one of panic as he had imagined, but rather a mocking smile.

"Got you." As Ye Nanxiao finished speaking, the surrounding frost became active.

The ice shield that Feng Shiyi had cleaved open transformed into two giant frost hands, which closed together and firmly grasped Feng Shiyi.

Ye Nanxiao slowly stepped forward and slapped Feng Shiyi below her left collarbone, causing a tremor.

When Feng Shiyi burned her soul rings earlier, Ye Nanxiao had already noticed that she was burning her own life force to gain explosive power.

As Ye Nanxiao sensed that Feng Shiyi's extremely unstable soul power fluctuations were gradually calming down, he withdrew his hand.

"Is it comfortable?" Feng Shiyi's face was slightly flushed, she bit her lower lip lightly, and her eyes sparkled with pink light.

Seeing Feng Shiyi's shy appearance, Ye Nanxiao suddenly felt an impulse and his body stiffened.

As Ye Nanxiao slowly approached her, Feng Shiyi revealed a smug smirk.

But the next moment, the pain in her buttocks made Feng Shiyi's eyes widen.

"A charm-type soul skill, not bad, but it's useless against me." Ye Nanxiao clenched his right hand, thinking to himself that the elasticity was very strong.

Trying to seduce a fox? My passive skill is charm.

"You bastard!" Feng Shiyi twisted her body, but both her weapon and she were under control.

"Speak, who's behind this? If you get it wrong, you'll have to do it again." Ye Nanxiao waved his right hand at Feng Shiyi.

Feng Shiyi turned her head away and remained silent.

Ye Nanxiao raised an eyebrow, slapped down with his right hand, making a crisp sound.

A round of applause broke the silence of Wangjia Avenue.

"Bastard! Just kill me!" Feng Shiyi said through gritted teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

A tingling sensation spread through her body. She, who had never uttered a sound when faced with beatings in the past, could not bear Ye Nanxiao's "beating".

Ye Nanxiao shook his right hand, secretly marveling, "Forces are reciprocal, and this reaction force is quite strong."

"Is Wang Teng still alive?" Ye Nanxiao walked to Feng Shiyi's left and gestured a few times in the air with his left hand.

"Living." Perhaps unable to bear the tingling sensation in her body, Feng Shiyi chose to answer this question.

"Snapped!"

Seeing Feng Shiyi glaring at him with a face full of embarrassment and anger, Ye Nanxiao blinked somewhat embarrassedly and gave an awkward but polite smile, "I couldn't control myself for a moment, sorry."

With a snap of his fingers, the icy giant hand that had grabbed Feng Shiyi disappeared into the air.

Once she regained her mobility, Feng Shiyi immediately gripped her twin scythes, and the spirit rings behind her showed signs of reigniting their flames.

She only wanted to kill Ye Nanxiao with a single scythe.

"Disobedient?" Ye Nanxiao waved his hand, instantly freezing Feng Shiyi's limbs. He walked to Feng Shiyi's left side and raised his palm.

A round of applause rang out again.

Looking at Feng Shiyi, whose eyes were filled with tears, Ye Nanxiao's icy demeanor vanished. "Since my big client didn't go to heaven, then I'll be merciful and let you go."

Once free, Feng Shiyi glared fiercely at Ye Nanxiao, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

Little girl, do you still dare to come here?

Ye Nanxiao raised his right eyebrow and raised his right hand.

Feng Shiyi sheathed her scythe, her figure flashed away quickly, and she disappeared into the night in a few breaths.

Once he confirmed that Feng Shiyi's reaction had disappeared from his senses, Ye Nanxiao turned and called out to a street corner, "Old man, still hiding there watching the show?"

Ye Nanxiao finished speaking.

An elderly man, squinting and dressed like an ordinary person, slowly walked out.

The old man walked up to Ye Nanxiao, slightly opened his eyes, and questioned him bluntly, "Young friend Ye, why did you let those people go?"

Faced with the old man's questioning, Ye Nanxiao pointed in the direction Feng Shiyi had left and said, "Hiding there for so long, you just wanted to see my strength. Time to get to work, or these people will escape."

After saying that, Ye Nanxiao strode towards the Wang family mansion.

"Hopefully, that kid Wang Teng will honor the deal. This is a big business deal, a really big business deal."

The old man's face was gloomy. He glanced at Ye Nanxiao's back and snorted coldly, "Young friend Ye, His Majesty ordered me to protect you in secret, not to act on your orders."

"If you're not going to chase after them, then think about how to face Elder Luo's wrath." Ye Nanxiao was too lazy to say more, and after leaving those words, he stepped into the Wang family mansion.

The old man stood there, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

Although he and Luo Rui were both honored guests in the royal family, he had not yet stepped into the realm of Title Douluo, missing that final step, so his status was naturally inferior to Luo Rui, who had already become a Title Douluo.

Two breaths later, the old man flicked his hand, snorted coldly, and used his soul power to chase after the direction where Feng Shiyi had disappeared.

"At least at the peak of the Contra level, that should be enough to investigate further," Ye Nanxiao thought to himself, frowning slightly.

Upon discovering a group of Wang family members lying in the hall of the Wang family mansion, Ye Nanxiao went forward to check Wang Teng's breathing and confirmed that he was not in any danger.

"Who exactly wants to make a move against me? With the experiment approaching, who would dare to openly provoke Xu Jiawei? Or are others already impatient and eager to get rid of me?" Ye Nanxiao sorted through the clues one by one.

Due to pressure from other aspects, Xu Jiawei did not mobilize the titled Douluo to protect Ye Nanxiao. This guy usually doesn't leave the Juxing Hall, which is overseen by Elder Luo.

The old man, who was at the peak of his Contra cultivation, was not affiliated with Xu Jiawei's faction, but he was ordered by the emperor to secretly follow and protect Ye Nanxiao once he left the Gathering Star Hall.

On the other side, the old man quickly chased after Feng Shiyi's escape trail.

Although Feng Shiyi set up many false escape routes, it seems that she was unable to conceal her main escape route.

"A naive little girl." The old man sneered and quickened his pace to chase after Feng Shiyi's main escape route.

Following Feng Shiyi's trail to a grove of trees not far from the city, the old man sensed several Soul King-level soul power fluctuations hidden within the trees. He amplified his voice with his soul power, "Little girl, I've caught you. If you know what's good for you, come out obediently, or I'll have to take action."

The old man crossed his arms, radiating the soul power fluctuations of his peak Soul Douluo cultivation.

"How dare a mere Contra traitor act so presumptuously before me!" A voice rang out from the woods.

Immediately, a dark purple surge of soul power erupted from the forest.

The old man was immediately terrified. A powerful pressure descended upon him, and just by sensing it slightly, he knew that the power of this attack was at least above that of a Title Douluo.

The terrifying pressure rendered the old man unable to escape, and he could only watch helplessly as the dark purple soul power struck him.

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