Douluo Continent: My plan to slay the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 92 Martial Soul Evolution? A New Approach

"Why?!"

Why take action against these innocent people?

Is it because these people look badly injured and easy to bully? Or is it because they're after the last remaining gold soul coins on these poor souls?

You have the immense Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School behind you, one of the wealthiest sects in the world, yet you still covet such ill-gotten gains?

Extreme disappointment spread through my heart.

Falek's facial muscles trembled uncontrollably with rage. With his back to the pitiful refugees who were extremely frightened and uneasy, he stared at Ning Rongrong with a ferocious look. When he saw that every face was filled with murderous intent, without the slightest hesitation or pity, he became even more furious and manic!

Even the greatsword he was holding tightly in his hand was unconsciously pointed at the crowd, the lion's head on the hilt seemed to open its mouth and roar, lifelike in the sunlight!

At this moment, the light emanating from the sword was even more dazzling and radiant than the scorching afternoon sun!

"We are from the Spirit Hall. Isn't protecting civilians our duty?"

"Why point our blades at unarmed people?!"

Ning Xing narrowed his long, narrow phoenix eyes slightly, looked at the furious Falec, and coldly uttered two words.

"Get out of the way!"

"Bang!"

As if two weapons were colliding, a silver blade of light landed on the seemingly ordinary soul armor, instantly producing a crisp crackling sound!

Why?

The blow cut deep into the ground, and even as Falec twisted his body and turned around, his resolute face showed pain he had never felt before.

"Damn, what kind of armor is this? How come it's so hard?"

Seeing that his short sword spirit attack hadn't even broken through the opponent's defense, the guild leader, who had unconsciously stood up, had a slightly changed expression and saw the pain and confusion on the young man's face.

His eyes were fierce, and six spirit rings instantly appeared on his body. The last black spirit ring was attached to the short sword, which was immediately stained with a terrifying dark light. He leaped up like a rabbit, and the short sword, which had been extended more than twice its length, stabbed towards the unsuspecting face!

"Bang!"

The surging soul power illuminated the colorless crystal embedded in the helmet. In an instant, the steel visors protruding from both sides of the helmet slammed shut like a ratchet, while the sharp dagger struck the visors, creating a dent the size of a grain of rice.

"Why?!"

Because the mask obscured the sound, the voice coming from beneath the armor was deep and dark, filled with unparalleled anger and pain. Even through the sliver of light, one could vaguely see the burning pupils gleaming with a dazzling light, as if cast from molten gold.

He approached the leader of the chamber of commerce step by step, his aura becoming increasingly terrifying and ferocious!

"you"

His once fierce face was now veiled in obsequiousness and pitifulness, and the guild leader suddenly wailed and wept, "My lord, we are innocent!"

He knelt down and cried sincerely, his hand trembling uncontrollably as he pointed at the chamber of commerce members behind him.

"If we weren't ruthless, how could we possibly have survived?"

"I'm so sorry, sir, I really didn't mean to hurt you. But if we hadn't subdued you in the first place, we would have been nothing but bones in the forest, devoured by that damned soul beast. Our women would have been sent to the noble mansion to be played with at will. My lord, we really didn't want that!"

The silver-white figure slowly came to a stop, like an eternal, unyielding mountain of steel, silently standing before him. In the wide eyes of the guild leader, the greatsword, covered in golden light, slammed into the ground, the dust it kicked up hitting his face with a rustling sound and a stinging pain.

"Take your men and get out."

Through that sliver of crack, the golden, shimmering pupils appeared even more dazzling.

Falec's gaze was resolute. He knew perfectly well what kind of punishment he would face this time, and even the disgrace of his entire family, all because of his damned, cowardly, and pedantic kindness.

"I am a sinner, I deserve to be punished."

"Having committed this grave crime, even a hundred deaths could not atone for my sins."

He lowered his eyes, and the light in his eyes and the light on his sword gradually faded away.

"I"

Perhaps it was due to anger, but even with his Soul Saint cultivation, he felt his body trembling uncontrollably. A strange heaviness surged like a wave, repeatedly impacting his body, which he had honed through countless trials.

"What did you do?"

On the face of the leader who was wailing and crying, he saw a hint of cunning and disdain. The middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy quietly covered his mouth and nose, but poured an entire white porcelain bottle on the ground. Colorless and odorless powder spread throughout the area with the wind!

"No!!!"

Suddenly, a crimson crossbow bolt shot out, striking the horrified merchant leader in the head just as he was about to fall. The bolt exploded in front of him like a broken watermelon, splattering crimson and white liquid all over him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw delicate women running frantically. To avoid being hindered, they killed their companions with a single blow. Some stole other people's purses in the chaos and were about to run away when they were beheaded from behind by others.

Falek's eyes widened, but his body, as if drunk, could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, smashing the hard rock beneath him.

"Lord Ning, those people have escaped!"

"It's all that kid's fault. Otherwise, I could have dealt with that bunch of trash by myself. Why would I have waited for them to run away?"

"Oh, what a pity, that kid's just too stubborn, he's so single-minded!"

"They've run away, so be it. The leader is dead, and the rest of them can't cause any trouble."

Her calm voice seemed to possess a calming magic; with just a casual remark, everyone immediately quieted down and echoed the girl's words, instantly dispelling the slightly tense atmosphere.

"They usually pretend to be merchants, but when necessary they become thieves and bandits. Every year, countless wandering soul masters die at their hands or join them."

A cold voice seemed to reach my ears, just like her expression every time I saw her. I never felt any warmth from her; her indifference was so hurtful.

"And Lord Ning, where is this fellow?"

"Please bear with it for a bit. Judging from the signs, it should just be a more concentrated sedative. Although the sedative herb is colorless and odorless, it's the only known substance that can knock out a Soul Saint with the fastest and strongest effects. It should be extracted, not some cheap stuff."

He could feel a small toe kicking his back, several times, which he found extremely disgusting. But Falek's consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred. He tried desperately to continue listening, but the voice was becoming more and more indistinct.

"Did adhering to one's beliefs lead to the evolution or reawakening of one's martial soul?"

"Keep a close eye on him; he's a good experimental subject."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)