Chapter 89: Chapter 89: The Fall of a Soul Sage
Chapter 89: The Fall of a Soul Sage
The fire feeds off the wind's power, and the wind strengthens the fire.
Cang Mo and Yuna's martial soul fusion technique was the trump card against Xiao Yu in this battle, and it finally erupted in full force at this moment.
Within the howling winds, endless killing intent was hidden. The blazing flames, fueled by the wind, spread rapidly, threatening to engulf everything.
"Sixth Soul Skill: White Tiger Annihilation Strike!"
Facing the martial soul fusion technique, Dai Heng could no longer hold anything back. His sixth soul ring flashed as his soul power surged out wildly, and golden light burst between his two tiger claws, forming a giant character for "kill."
White Tiger Annihilation Strike was Dai Heng's strongest single-target soul skill. With the enhancement of his martial soul avatar, the destructive power of this strike nearly reached the level of an eighty-rank soul master.
Cang Mo and Yuna were only level 49 Soul Elders, and their martial soul fusion technique wasn't 100% synchronized. If Dai Heng managed to unleash his attack, the possibility of their technique being repelled was quite high.
But did Dai Heng have the opportunity to release this strike?
The answer was no.
The second skill of the hundred-thousand-year head soul bone was activated—Mental Imprisonment. It forcibly immobilized the opponent for three seconds while reducing their overall attributes by 50%.
A nearly invisible mental attack struck Dai Heng precisely. His body trembled violently as dizziness spread throughout him, interrupting his White Tiger Annihilation Strike. Even his glowing martial soul avatar dimmed.
In those few seconds, Cang Mo and Yuna's martial soul fusion technique came crashing down like a thunderstorm. The cutting wind slashed across his face like a knife, and the raging flames ignited his entire body.
The massive energy attack lasted for more than half a minute. When the light finally faded, Cang Mo and Yuna had already separated. The fusion technique had drained nearly all of their soul power, and they were both panting heavily.
As for Dai Heng, who had endured the attack, words could no longer describe his state. His martial soul avatar had been forcibly dispelled, and his human form had returned. He now resembled a charred piece of coal, his once radiant golden hair completely incinerated by Cang Mo's flames. The sharp winds had carved hundreds of wounds into his body, and crimson blood flowed down his charred skin, making for a stark contrast.
"A hundred-thousand-year soul bone…"
Despite being severely beaten by Cang Mo and Yuna's martial soul fusion technique, Dai Heng's gaze remained fixed on Xiao Yu.
He could clearly sense that the mental interference that had struck him earlier was vastly different from the previous mental attacks—it was definitely not just a variation of the same soul skill.
As everyone knew, only a hundred-thousand-year soul bone from a hundred-thousand-year soul beast could possess two soul bone skills at the same time.
The realization that Xiao Yu had a hundred-thousand-year soul bone shocked Dai Heng to his core. For a moment, he forgot the pain of his wounds, standing there in stunned silence.
But the Nine Star Team didn't care about Dai Heng's condition. Just as the martial soul fusion technique ended, the two powerful assault-type soul masters, Yihui and Zilong, made their move. Their fifth soul rings glowed brightly as they unleashed their strongest attacks simultaneously.
Boom! Boom!
After the sounds of the soul power attacks echoed, Dai Heng was sent flying like a broken kite, spitting blood as he tumbled through the air.
"Yun'er! Nether White Tiger! Fusion, quickly!"
After landing, Dai Heng finally came to his senses, the excruciating pain from his injuries reminding him that he couldn't deal with this group of young soul masters alone. In desperation, he called out urgently for his wife to assist him in performing their most powerful martial soul fusion technique.
"Yun'er!"
"Zhu Yun!"
But no matter how many times he called, the familiar figure of his wife never appeared.
"Are you looking for her?"
Just as Dai Heng's anxiety reached its peak, a mocking voice slowly echoed.
Dai Heng followed the voice and saw a figure with a face more delicate than a woman's standing less than ten steps away. In his right hand, he held a voluptuous woman—none other than Zhu Yun, Dai Heng's wife, whom he had been desperately calling for!
Indeed, the Zhu family's members were known for their well-developed figures—an undeniable family trait!
At this moment, Zhu Yun's eyes were slightly closed, her expression calm. Under Abrodi's rose fragrance attack, Zhu Yun, a Soul Emperor, couldn't even resist and had stopped breathing amidst the floral scent.
"Yun'er!"
Dai Heng roared, his eyes wide with fury. Though their marriage had been arranged by their families, decades of living together had inevitably fostered feelings between them.
With bloodshot eyes, Dai Heng completely forgot about his injuries, charging madly toward Abrodi, disregarding everything in his path.
"Your opponent is me!"
A cold voice echoed as Xiao Yu appeared on Dai Heng's path. Having fought this long, Xiao Yu had no desire to leave the finishing blow to anyone else. With a flash of the Hades Sword in his hand, a sword light carrying endless killing intent slashed directly toward Dai Heng.
Dai Heng raised his tiger claws and swiped at the sword light, but in his severely weakened state, he stood no chance against Xiao Yu's strike.
A flash of blood followed, and both of Dai Heng's palms were sliced open, the wounds so deep that bone was visible.
"It seems your condition is even worse than I imagined."
Even Xiao Yu hadn't anticipated the outcome of that strike. He had only intended to force Dai Heng to stop and then work with the Nine Star Team to surround and kill him. He hadn't expected Dai Heng's defenses to be so weak.
As the saying goes, strike when your enemy is down. Xiao Yu wasn't going to show Dai Heng any mercy, especially considering they were enemies and Dai Heng had injured Huo Wu.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Hades Sword Thousand Strikes!"
In an instant, countless black sword shadows appeared above Xiao Yu's head. With a wave of his hand, they surged toward Dai Heng's location like a tidal wave.
Dai Heng hadn't expected to be driven to this point. Enduring the discomfort spreading through his body, he summoned what little soul power he had left and formed a soul power barrier in front of him.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Countless sword shadows crashed continuously into Dai Heng's barrier. Gritting his teeth, Dai Heng barely held on, exhausting himself just to maintain the defense.
"You shouldn't focus your eyes on one place for too long. Haven't you learned this after all these years?"
At that moment, Xiao Yu's voice unexpectedly came from behind Dai Heng.
How could that be?
Dai Heng's pupils shrank in shock. The soul skill attack in front of him wasn't over yet—how had this kid appeared behind him?
This was the result of Xiao Yu's intense training during seclusion, mastering his soul skills. Even after leaving his position, his area-of-effect soul skill could continue attacking for up to twenty seconds.
Twenty seconds might pass quickly for ordinary people, but for soul masters, it was enough time to accomplish many things.
"Third Soul Skill: Wind Shadow Slash!"
All of Dai Heng's soul power had been focused on defending against Xiao Yu's fourth soul skill. His back was left completely vulnerable, allowing Xiao Yu to pierce his heart with a single strike, the sword exiting through his chest.
Soul Sage Dai Heng, fallen!
(End of chapter)
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