Behind him, the Bright Holy Dragon Martial Soul suddenly unfolded, and the sacred golden light filled the sky, forcing the evil soul mist in the valley to retreat. A golden Dragon Claw appeared on his hand as he went straight for the Skeleton Douluo: "The Karma of so many years should come to an end."
The battle between the three powerhouses moved from the ground to high altitude in an instant. This was the result of Hu Jie and En Ci's guidance; after all, the destructive power of their battle was too terrifying.
The remaining Titled Douluos of the Skeleton Organization looked at each other.
The remaining Titled Douluos of the Skeleton Organization looked at each other, their faces filled with terror and confusion, their feet unconsciously stepping backward.
The confusion came from what they had just seen clearly; their leader's world-destroying attack had almost crushed Arthur, yet that youth had actually endured it.
The terror was due to the arrival of two rank ninety-eight powerhouses, one of whom, En Ci, even possessed four-word battle armor.
Without a doubt, their leader was dead.
After coming to their senses, they didn't hesitate for a single moment.
Run!
The remaining Titled Douluos glanced at each other and turned around almost simultaneously, their Soul Power erupting without reservation as they fled in different directions.
They didn't even dare to look back, only wishing their parents had given them two more legs. They didn't know when their leader would fall; perhaps they would die in the next second.
"Hmph, trying to escape?"
The escape route of one of the Titled Douluos happened to pass over a mountain of ruins.
A streak of light flew out from the mountain and intercepted him.
That streak of light carried a cyan-gold sharpness and was incredibly fast, crashing into the desperately fleeing Titled Douluo almost instantly.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, the Titled Douluo felt a burst of sharp pain in his chest. His entire body felt as if it had been struck by an ancient Vicious Beast, and he fell toward the ground out of control, smashing heavily into a pile of rubble and kicking up a cloud of dust.
As the dust settled, Arthur's figure slowly emerged. The depression in his chest had completely recovered, his complexion was rosy, and his eyes were startlingly bright. The Excalibur in his hand vibrated slightly, with golden light flowing incessantly.
"Why are you running?" Arthur stretched his limbs. "Now it's our turn."
The Titled Douluo struggled to climb out of the rubble, looking at Arthur with eyes that seemed to be looking at a Shura from Hell.
His Soul Power had become a complete mess under that terrifying impact, and his figure was unstable at this moment.
"Arthur! You are indeed strong, but don't think you can deal with all of us alone!"
Unfortunately, as soon as he said this, the other Evil Soul Masters ran even faster, leaving only him and Arthur in the valley.
"..."
Looking at the empty valley around him, the Titled Douluo's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and even his voice began to tremble: "You, don't come over! I'm telling you, the Holy Spirit Cult won't let you off! Lord Ghost Emperor..."
"Ghost Emperor?" Arthur raised an eyebrow and slowly stepped forward. Every step he took felt like he was treading on the other's heart.
Finally, Arthur's figure flashed, and a golden sword light flickered like a Gui Mei.
The Titled Douluo didn't even have time to react; he only felt a chill on his neck before his consciousness fell completely into darkness. His body fell straight down, and under the power of the golden light, not even a trace of his Martial Soul or Soul Power remained.
Arthur sheathed his sword and looked into the distance.
Run?
Under his Destiny Spirit Ability, the tracks of these Evil Soul Masters were as clear as bright lamps in the dark night.
His figure flashed as he chased after another fleeing Titled Douluo.
That Titled Douluo fled wildly, even resorting to burning his Soul Power to push his speed to the limit. The mountain forests behind him receded rapidly in his eyes. He didn't dare to stop, much less look back.
"Almost there!" A flash of wild joy crossed his eyes, and he used his last bit of strength to rush toward a hidden forest.
But just as he was about to step into the forest, a golden beam of light suddenly shot out from the shadow of a towering giant tree.
"Bang!"
The Light Cannon penetrated his protective Soul Power and slammed hard into the center of his back.
The Titled Douluo's body stiffened, and he slowly lowered his head to look at the large hole in his chest, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.
"No..."
His body slowly fell and completely dissipated.
Arthur's figure emerged from the shadows of the valley. He brushed the dust off his clothes and turned his gaze toward the next direction... In Xingye City, Yuanen Yehui and Xu Xiaoyan were sitting in a coffee shop.
Yuanen Yehui was still carefully feeling the previous sensation, recalling the scene of borrowing the Earth Power.
Xu Xiaoyan was chirping and asking Yue where Arthur was.
"Who knows where that guy ran off to." Yue looked at the coffee curiously, then took a lick, his brow relaxing slightly.
Xu Xiaoyan propped up her chin, her cheeks puffing out, and she shook the cup in her hand somewhat helplessly: "I haven't seen him since the competition ended. I don't know where he went."
"And Gu Yue and Naer are gone too, damn it. There's definitely a problem!"
Yuanen Yehui finally raised her head from her meditation, her gaze sweeping across the bustling street outside the window. Her voice was flat: "Isn't it normal for Gu Yue and Naer to have something going on? It's not like they've only been pestering Arthur for a day or two. You weren't angry before, so why are you angry now?"
"That's different!" Xu Xiaoyan turned her head away unhappily: "Before, I was at least watching on the scene and knew what happened, but now I can't even find them... Argh!"
"Brother Arthur must have been plotted against by them and locked in a secret room to be a star slave!"
"Why do you have such a good imagination?!" Yuanen Yehui's mouth twitched, and she helplessly rubbed her brow: "Can you be normal? What you're saying is impossible."
"Tsk, what if?" Xu Xiaoyan began to fantasize.
"Eh?" Yue stopped tasting the coffee and looked at the sky above the city outside the window.
Immediately following was a huge explosive roar.
It shook the coffee shop's glass windows, making them buzz, and ripples appeared in the coffee in the cups.
Xu Xiaoyan was startled and immediately snapped out of her fantasy, hurriedly running to the window to look out: "What happened? Is it thundering?"
Yue narrowed his eyes, looking at a black-red light flashing in the distant sky: "It's not thunder. It's a Soul Master's Soul Power fluctuation. A Titled Douluo just passed by at full speed."
As soon as he finished speaking, another golden streak of light tore through the sky at an incredible speed. Wherever it passed, even the black-red evil soul mist was mostly dispersed.
Yue was stunned for a moment, finding it somewhat familiar.
Xu Xiaoyan's eyes lit up, and she pointed at the streak of light and screamed: "It's Arthur! That's Arthur!"
Yue: "?"
Yuanen Yehui was also a bit dazed: "Are you sure that's Arthur? You can recognize him even like this?"
"Of course I'm sure!" Xu Xiaoyan stiffened her neck, her tone incredibly certain, "I would never mistake Brother Arthur's light."
Yue also realized belatedly, sensing that it was Arthur, but his face was still full of question marks. He stared at the fleeting streak of light and clicked his tongue: "What's going on? How did he integrate that set of dragon bones so perfectly?"
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