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Chapter 428 Yin Wansheng VS Wang Dong'er

On the Natural Gate side, after a brief exchange of glances, it was decided that Yin Wansheng, who had not yet made a move, would take the stage.

He was slightly thin, with an unhealthy pallor, but his eyes were deep, as if they contained endless darkness.

He slowly walked onto the ring, where he faced yet another completely new and previously unseen opponent.

Alarm bells rang in Wang Dong'er's mind.

His impression of the Natural Sect was that their martial spirits were bizarre and their soul skills had unpredictable effects that were impossible to defend against.

Yin Wansheng nodded slightly, his voice carrying a peculiar magnetism: "Natural Sect, Yin Wansheng."

"Game start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, seven deep black soul rings rose up one after another beneath Yin Wansheng's feet, and a powerful soul force pressure instantly spread out.

Behind him, a phantom shrouded in a hazy black mist silently emerged. It wore a white imperial robe and a crown symbolizing imperial power, its face blurred yet exuding an aura of majesty that commanded all ghosts—it was his martial spirit, the Yin-Yang Ghost Emperor!

Wang Dong was puzzled. She didn't know that this martial soul clearly had the Yin-Yang attribute, but instead thought it was a gloomy, necromantic attribute.

"Doesn't he know that the Light attribute is effective against the undead?"

The thought flashed through her mind, but she dared not be careless, for the other party was a Soul Saint with seven ten-thousand-year soul rings.

She dared not delay, knowing that she had to finish the battle quickly. She immediately used her fifth soul skill again, Light God Possession, transforming into a body of light element, and at the same time activated her sixth soul skill, Butterfly God Dance!

Countless blue-gold butterflies of the Goddess of Light swept towards Yin Wansheng like a destructive storm.

However, Yin Wansheng simply and calmly unleashed his innate domain—the Ghost Emperor Domain!
In an instant, a strange space centered on him, interwoven with gray, black and pale white, spread out, as if dividing the arena into two realms, yin and yang.

Within the domain, the power of Yin and Yang flows, not only continuously drawing upon the surrounding天地元力 (heaven and earth energy) and even the scattered soul power of the opponent to replenish itself, but also constantly offsetting and dissolving external attack energy in a peculiar "wearing-down" manner.

Wang Dong'er's powerful Butterfly Dance, after entering the Ghost Emperor's domain, seemed to sink into an invisible quagmire. The explosive power was weakened layer by layer by the flowing Yin and Yang energies, and ultimately failed to pose a substantial threat to Yin Wansheng.

"First Soul Skill: Unyielding Spirit".

Yin Wansheng raised his hand, and the gray-black Yin-Yang energy condensed into twisted, wailing Yin spirits, which entwined around Wang Dong like a bone-deep affliction.

These vengeful spirits constantly eroded her soul power and life force, clinging to her bones and making her extremely difficult to get rid of.

Wang Dong'er brandished her winged guillotine, unleashing a burst of light element, only to find that her prized light attribute was far less effective against this yin spirit imbued with yin and yang power.

The opponent's unique attributes seem to have formed a perfect balance, preventing him from being countered by any single attribute!

"Third Soul Skill, Yin and Yang Unpredictable."

Yin Wansheng's third soul ring flashed, and an invisible wave of law enveloped Wang Dong.

This is a bizarre soul skill that manipulates the power of Yin and Yang. It can be used for defense and attack support, making it a versatile skill. Theoretically, it can even temporarily change the enemy's attributes and even... gender!

Although the effect on opponents with strong will and powerful soul force is extremely short-lived and temporarily lacks practical value in combat, Yin Wansheng's use of this technique at this moment has a clear objective.

At the same time, he no longer held back, and his seventh spirit ring suddenly burst forth with a deep black light.

Seventh Soul Skill: Yin Yang Ghost Emperor's True Form!
"boom!"

The entire arena seemed to instantly transform into a ghostly realm, with howling winds and wailing ghosts.

Yin Wansheng's body swelled up and completely merged with the ghost emperor's phantom behind him, transforming into a ten-meter-tall Yin-Yang Ghost Emperor wearing a crown and a Yin-Yang dragon robe!

The terrifying pressure caused gasps of surprise to erupt from the audience.

"Second Soul Skill, Yin and Yang Intertwined!"

The yin spirit that had been entangled with Wang Dong'er suddenly became violent, and the yin and yang energies inside clashed violently, resulting in a series of explosions!
Caught off guard, Wang Dong'er's protective soul power was thrown into disarray by the explosion, causing her blood and qi to churn.

She was extremely anxious, knowing that she had to use her real strength, but once she used her Martial Soul True Body, the terrifying consumption of the 100,000-year Soul Ring would render her completely useless in subsequent group battles.

In that instant of hesitation, a condensed black and white aura, like a judge's pen, silently pierced through her disordered defenses and struck her body precisely.

"Uh!"

Wang Dong'er's body stiffened abruptly, and an indescribable, strange feeling instantly spread throughout her body.

She clearly felt the familiar fullness in her chest quickly disappear, replaced by a flat and firm shape. Her once slender waist and arms began to show defined muscle lines, exuding a sense of power.

His delicate face became more rugged, transforming into a strikingly handsome young man. But what shattered him the most was... the presence of something that should never belong to "Wang Dong'er" between his legs!

"You...what did you do to me?!"

Wang Dong was filled with shock and anger, but when he spoke, his clear female voice had turned into a clear male voice.

The voice was both familiar and unfamiliar to him; it was the voice he had heard when he was still "Wang Dong"!
He looked down at his flat chest, feeling the strange sensation in his body. His pupils contracted sharply; he was almost going crazy! He and Yuhao had been together day and night; how could he not know what was going on?!

"Damn it! Change me back to normal!!"

Wang Dong was completely enraged. His reason was almost overwhelmed by shame and indignation. He waved his winged guillotine like a madman and charged at Yin Wansheng without regard for anything else.

While easily parrying the attacks, Yin Wansheng said with a smile, "Don't get excited, it's only temporary. You'll recover naturally once the soul skill's effect wears off. How about it? This kind of wonderful experience is something most people don't have the chance to experience."

In the audience, many sharp-eyed people also noticed the drastic changes in Wang Dong's physique and voice, causing an uproar.

"Holy crap! Am I seeing things? How did Wang Dong'er... turn into a man?"

"What kind of soul skill is this? It can even change gender? That's outrageous!"

Wang Dong wouldn't listen to anything anyone said; he only had one thought in his mind: "Change back! I must change back immediately!"

He couldn't imagine how he would explain himself when Yuhao woke up and saw him in this state.

Does this mean "Your girlfriend has gone offline, and your good buddy Wang Dong is making a limited-time return"?
"Fourth Soul Skill, Hexagram Array!" He attempted to imprison Yin Wansheng.

But Yin Wansheng just chuckled, and his fifth soul ring lit up.

Fifth Soul Skill: Summon Legion!
Within the Ghost Emperor's domain, the Yin and Yang energies stirred the void, and within a radius of a hundred miles, countless wandering souls were forcibly brought here. Under the infusion of Yin and Yang power, they transformed into Yin soldiers clad in armor and wielding weapons.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds and thousands of ghost soldiers appeared on the arena, forming a formidable array.

Immediately afterwards, the fourth soul skill, Yin-Yang Puppet Technique, was activated.

This was originally an evil soul skill that condensed ghost seeds to control soul masters, but Yin Wansheng used it to perfectly control these ghost soldiers.

With a thought, the Yin army moved as if it were his own arm, firing arrows and wielding swords, like a well-trained army, attacking Wang Dong from all sides.

One person is an army! This is the power of the Ghost Emperor!

With the blessing of his Martial Soul True Body, Yin Wansheng's soul skills became twice as powerful and consumed half the power. The attributes of these Yin soldiers also more than doubled.

Even more terrifying is that he can briefly open the Gates of Hell, absorbing the power of all the Yin soldiers and returning it to its origin, further strengthening himself.

Faced with the surging army of Yin soldiers, Wang Dong's soul power was rapidly depleted, and his face grew increasingly pale. He could no longer hold back.

"I swear I will not rest until I defeat you!"

He knew he couldn't hesitate any longer. He couldn't use his Martial Soul True Body, but he still had a trump card.

Left Leg Soul Bone Skill: Desperate Binding!

With a surge of soul power, eight pitch-black tentacles covered in suction cups and exuding an evil aura suddenly extended from his left leg, instantly growing to a hundred meters in length, like giant pythons that firmly wrapped around Yin Wansheng's Ghost Emperor true form and fixed him in place.

This soul bone comes from a 100,000-year-old demon king, and its binding force is extremely terrifying.

At the same time, the light from his right leg bone began to flicker, but Wang Dong felt that his soul power had already run out.

He gritted his teeth, put away the Goddess of Light Butterfly Martial Soul, and the huge Clear Sky Hammer suddenly appeared in his hand.

He poured the remaining soul power into the Haotian Hammer, and with his feet moving in a mysterious footwork style, he began to unleash the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.

One hammer blow, two hammer blows, three hammer blows... The power is constantly increasing and accumulating!
He believed that as long as he could complete the eighty-one strikes, even the strongest defense would be unable to withstand the ultimate blow from the number one weapon spirit in the world!
Yin Wansheng looked at Wang Dong, who was desperately gathering his strength, and at the increasingly heavy Haotian Hammer, with that playful smile still on his face.

He actually has an even stronger sixth soul skill—Yin-Yang Avatar—that he has never used. It can create two avatars with full power, and four avatars under his Martial Soul True Body. Together with his main body, they can unleash his self-created soul skill, Yin-Yang Transformation into the Five Elements.

But he knew that team battles required other players to step up, and that was about it for now.

So, just as Wang Dong had accumulated more than fifty strikes and his momentum reached its peak, Yin Wansheng raised his hand and dispersed the Ghost Emperor's true form and the countless Yin soldiers, and said easily, "I concede."

Before referee Zheng Zhan could announce anything, he swayed and lightly jumped off the stage, as if the fierce battle just now had nothing to do with him.

On the stage, Wang Dong's face was deathly pale. The backlash from forcibly interrupting his power-gathering caused his blood and qi to surge. The heavy Haotian Hammer crashed onto the stage with a "boom," leaving behind cracks.

He retrieved the Clear Sky Hammer, panting heavily, and hurriedly took out the milk bottle. He desperately tried to recover his soul power, his eyes filled with humiliation, anger, and a trace of... lingering fear that even he himself was unwilling to admit.

On the Tang Sect's side, Bei Bei immediately shouted, "Referee, the Tang Sect concedes defeat in the third individual match!"

He then looked at Gula in the Natural Gate rest area and said loudly, "Everyone in the Natural Gate, continuing the individual competition is a waste of time. Can we go straight to the team battle and decide the winner?"

Gula nodded calmly, which was taken as agreement.

Ultimately, the individual competition ended with the Natural Sect winning two matches and the Tang Sect winning two matches, and both sides agreed to settle the matter in the team competition.

(End of this chapter)