Douluo Jueshi: Who made him a soul mentor!

Chapter 150 Ye Xishui Goes Mad
The thousand-meter-long dragon that Long Xiaoyao had transformed into stared blankly at Wang Chen, completely dumbfounded by what Wang Chen said.

Over the years, Long Xiaoyao has had his suspicions that something was amiss about what happened back then.

However, he had been deceiving himself, unwilling to delve deeper, for fear of ruining Ye Xishui's image in his heart.

But Wang Chen's words shattered his illusions, revealing the bloody truth to him.

As for whether he doubted Wang Chen's claim, Long Xiaoyao was over two hundred years old; he wouldn't be so foolish as to be unable to distinguish truth from falsehood when the truth was laid bare before him.

The reason he was deceived by Ye Xishui was simply because the person who deceived him was Ye Xishui, the woman he loved most, and he was willing to believe her.

Otherwise, if he were really that stupid, how could he have cultivated to the Limit Douluo realm?
When Ye Xishui, who was standing next to Long Xiaoyao, heard Wang Chen reveal her biggest secret, her eyes immediately turned bloodshot.

She stared at Wang Chen's deadpan mouth, not wanting to waste a single second. She was going to tear that mouth apart right now, so he couldn't speak anymore!
Behind Ye Xishui, a burst of blood-red light erupted, with six black and three red soul rings rising and circling around her.

A huge crimson light and shadow appeared behind Ye Xishui, and this crimson light and shadow had six pairs of crimson wings.

This is Ye Xishui's martial soul, Blood Soul Demon Puppet, a top-tier evil martial soul that needs to devour souls to evolve. Once cultivated to its full potential, it is in no way inferior to a super martial soul.

As a Limit Douluo powerhouse, Ye Xishui not only cultivated her martial soul to the highest level, but she had also cultivated it to the perfect state by devouring countless souls.

Along with the martial spirit, twelve egg-sized blood spirits, radiating intense crimson light, also appeared.

These twelve blood souls are Ye Xishui's signature technique, the Blood Soul Grand Art, a secret art created by Ye Xishui herself, which can be used for both offense and defense.

It can even take someone else's place in death, or even devour something to amplify its own strength; its uses are truly endless.

However, the creation of these blood souls is extremely demanding. Each blood soul is the strongest of the ten thousand vengeful spirits that survived by devouring each other through secret methods.

When a blood spirit is first formed, it is only the size of a fingernail.

To make the Blood Soul stronger, it needs to be constantly fed with souls.

The number of souls needed to feed a blood soul the size of a fingernail to the size of an egg is at least in the tens of thousands.

It's easy to imagine how many lives Ye Xishui has taken, given that evolving a martial spirit requires devouring souls, cultivating secret techniques requires devouring souls, and using the Death God Tower also requires souls.

Even the phrase "too numerous to list, too many evils to describe" is insufficient to fully capture Ye Xishui's wickedness.

However, this very butcher, this king of evil spirit masters who is against humanity, is now visibly in a hurry.

Ye Xishui was in a state of panic. She no longer had the mind to worry about how Wang Chen knew this information, since only she and the deceased Zhongli Laogui knew these secrets.

All she wanted to do now was kill him to silence him, because she was afraid that Long Xiaoyao would leave her once he learned the truth.

Ye Xishui simply couldn't imagine Long Xiaoyao leaving her; just thinking about it made her feel like she was going crazy.

If Long Xiaoyao really left her, she really didn't know what the point of living in this world would be, and she might as well just die.

With a roar, Ye Xishui's martial spirit, the Blood Soul Demon Puppet, and the twelve clusters of Blood Souls behind her suddenly surged into her body and merged with her.

In an instant, Ye Xishui's body doubled in size, and an evil, blood-red aura condensed, making her look like a solidified ruby. Along with this tremendous change, Ye Xishui's aura also increased, becoming at least 30% stronger than before, surpassing Long Xiaoyao beside her in terms of imposing presence.

A violent surge of blood energy erupted from Ye Xishui's body, surging like a blood-red sea and sweeping across the heavens and earth.

A boundless sea of ​​blood!
Ye Xishui screamed, her entire body transforming into a bloody shadow, sweeping through a sea of ​​blood, and rushing swiftly towards Wang Chen.

Clearly, they wanted to kill Wang Chen as soon as possible to shut him up.

Wang Chen watched as Ye Xishui charged towards him frantically using secret techniques, but he remained calm and simply channeled his soul power into the God-Suppressing Spear in his hand.

Ye Xishui had previously used the Death God Tower to bombard him from a distance, but his spatial confinement couldn't reach Ye Xishui.

Now that Ye Xishui has voluntarily stepped into the area of ​​the spatial confinement, Wang Chen will not let this good opportunity pass him by.

The power of the God-Suppressing Spear, amplified by a million-year-old Martial Soul True Body and several hundred-thousand-year-old Soul Rings, is so great that even a Limit Douluo-level expert would be imprisoned.

Although the confinement period is short, it is enough to establish an advantage, and even against opponents of similar strength, it can determine life or death. This is the power of spatial skills.

In an instant, the Divine Suppression Spear burst forth with dazzling golden light, and a large amount of spatial power condensed on its sharp tip. Then, Wang Chen thrust out the spear, imprisoning the space.

The churning sea of ​​blood stopped in its tracks. Then, Wang Chen teleported in, transforming into a sharp arrow that pierced into the sea of ​​blood, before fiercely attacking Ye Xishui's true form within it.

Ye Xishui's bloodshot eyes watched Wang Chen charge towards her, her gaze calm yet crazed. She didn't even activate her dual soul cores to vibrate the space in resistance.

As a Limit Douluo at her peak, and having used a secret technique to amplify herself, if Ye Xishui were to resist with all her might, the spatial confinement would only hold her for a very short time.

She could reach the top in the blink of an eye. In such a short time, Wang Chen might not even be able to stab her before she broke through the spatial confinement.

Although you might lose the initiative and fall into a disadvantageous position, you'll at most get injured, but you definitely won't die.

However, Ye Xishui did not resist at this moment. A crazy idea came to her mind: she would take this opportunity to test whether Long Xiaoyao still loved her.

If Long Xiaoyao doesn't save her or love her anymore, then she might as well just die! She's had enough of living anyway.

(Ye Xishui is a complete madwoman. In the original story, in order to test whether Long Xiaoyao loved her, she deliberately stepped into the trap set by Xu Tianran and was then blown up by many level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannons.)
At this critical moment, Long Xiaoyao watched as Ye Xishui, whom he had loved and followed his entire life, was in danger.

Instinctively, the dragon claws reached out, piercing through space and grabbing at Wang Chen.

Wang Chen's shot could indeed kill Ye Xishui, but Long Xiaoyao's claw attack would also surely kill Wang Chen.

After all, Wang Chen's physique was not strong enough to withstand Long Xiaoyao's black dragon claws.

With such terrifying talent and potential, how could Wang Chen possibly be willing to perish together with Ye Xishui? In a flash, he teleported away from Long Xiaoyao's dragon claw.

Wang Chen watched Long Xiaoyao make his move and sighed. It was a pity he was just a little short; otherwise, he would have been able to injure or even kill Ye Xishui.

He even deliberately hid the fact that Ye Xishui liked Long Xiaoyao. Long Xiaoyao, why are you being so sycophantic?
(End of this chapter)