Douluo Continent: The Purple Dragon's Roar, the End of the Dark Abyss

Upon hearing Ye Linyi's name, Mingji immediately approached, her gaze sharp and laced with a hint of mockery: "Look at your stupid face, you're the Ye Linyi my grandfather was talking about who wanted to steal my position as Holy Son?"

Youfu chimed in sarcastically, "I heard from my grandfather that there's a foolish boy named Ye Linyi who doesn't know his place and wants to steal the position of Holy Son." Their words caused the evil spirit masters to burst into laughter.

Ming Ji extended her hand, a playful expression on her face, and said, "I'm being merciful by befriending you; I might spare your life if we meet during the selection. How about it? Want to shake hands and become friends?"

Ye Linyi coldly replied, "Have you ever seen a living person shake hands with a dead person on the ground? As for making friends, wait until you're dead."

Ming Ji instantly flew into a rage and launched an attack on Ye Linyi: "Very well, you've successfully angered me. I'll send you on your way ahead of schedule!"

But her attack was instantly suppressed by a powerful pressure, rendering her unable to move.

A powerful pressure enveloped the entire arena, but Ye Linyi remained unaffected.

After the oppressive force dissipated, everyone came to their senses. Ming Ji got up from the ground and said viciously, "You just wait, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Ye Linyi's eyes were like knives as he coldly replied, "I hope that during the selection of the Holy Son, your strength will be stronger than your words."

Zhongli Wu appeared between the three with dissatisfaction and said to Ming Ji and You Fu, "That's enough. Do you two still want to participate in the selection of the Holy Son?" The two compromised on the surface, but were still secretly scheming behind the scenes.

Mingji and Youfu's grandfather reassured their grandsons, "Alright, let's see how our strength is later."

The two men glared at Ye Linyi and made a throat-slitting gesture.

Ye Linyi didn't bother with them at all and quietly waited for the selection of the Holy Son to begin.

Zhongli Wu announced, "Since no one has signed up, the selection of the Holy Son will officially begin!"

At that moment, the space beside Zhong Liwu rippled, and a man appeared.

The crowd shouted in unison, "Great Master, well done!"

Long Xiaoyao said, "Alright, I'll take you to the selection venue."

"Alright." Long Xiaoyao waved his hand, and an invisible force enveloped Ye Linyi and the other Holy Son selection contestants.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Linyi and the other contestants vanished without a trace, arriving in a jungle, each in a different location.

At that moment, Long Xiaoyao's voice came from the sky: "The selection criteria is to be the last person alive in the jungle; whoever survives to the end will be the Holy Son."

Ye Linyi looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and said coldly, "Ming Ji, You Fu, don't let me catch you!"

The Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd appeared in his right hand as he searched for his first target in the jungle.

Eight figures appeared in the air, including Zhongli Wu and seven elders, as well as Long Xiaoyao and Xie Hu.

At this moment, Ming Lei said, "My grandson is destined to win!"

UFO said, "Impossible, my grandson won!"

Scorpion Tiger watched pitifully as the two argued about whose grandson was the Holy Son, unaware that the position of Holy Son had already been reserved and could not be taken away by anyone but the designated person.

Let's turn our attention back to Ye Linyi.

Ye Linyi said to the trees beside him, "Come out! I'll count to three, and if you don't come out, I'll attack you directly."

"3, 2..."

"No, no, no, I'm coming out!" Han Feng, with his hands covering his head, walked out from behind the tree.

Han Feng said weakly, "Brother Yi, please let me go!"

"Impossible!" Ye Linyi exclaimed, raising his martial spirit to launch an attack.

Han Feng then said anxiously, "Brother Yi, I have a business opportunity here. Would you like to hear about it?"

Ye Linyi lowered his raised hand: "Tell me in detail."

Seeing that Ye Linyi had fallen for the trap, Han Feng smirked: "How about we join forces to eliminate the others, and then have a duel between the two of us to decide the position of Holy Son? What do you think?"

"Yes, Brother Han."

Ye Linyi: "It's a pleasure working with you."

Han Feng: "Pleasant cooperation *2"

Ye Linyi asked, "Brother Han, do you know anything about the other three besides Ming Ji and You Fu?"

Han Feng said casually, "Of course I know. Let me tell you in detail. Let me start with Dali. His martial soul is the Bloodthirsty Bear, and he's a 16-year-old Soul Master. His first soul skill is control, his second is amplification, his third is berserk, and his fourth is damage."

Ye Linyi nodded: "I didn't expect you to know so much, Brother Han."

Han Feng scratched his head and laughed, "Knowing the enemy's information is basic common sense."

Ye Linyi: "What about the other two?"

Han Feng said, "Let me explain in detail. Wen Jiang's martial soul is a blood-red fan. I don't know the specific name of his martial soul, but he was a Soul Master at the age of 16. However, I know the effects of his soul skills. His first soul skill is damage, his second soul skill seems to be group damage, his third soul skill is an amplification, and his fourth soul skill is damage."

Ye Linyi smiled and said, "It's alright, just knowing the effect of the soul skill is enough."

Han Feng nodded: "The last one. Yan Cha, a 16-year-old Soul Master, whose Martial Soul is the Blood Wolf. His first Soul Skill is an amplification effect, his second Soul Skill is a damage effect, his third Soul Skill is also a damage effect, and his fourth Soul Skill is an amplification effect."

After listening to all the information, Ye Linyi nodded.

"By the way, Brother Han, won't you introduce yourself?" Ye Linyi asked with an innocent expression.

Han Feng smiled, scratched his head, and said, "Me?"

"Yes, you and I are teammates. Knowing your martial spirit and soul skills will allow me to better coordinate with you," Ye Linyi said earnestly.

Han Feng thought for a moment, then revealed a sly look: "That's right. My martial soul is the Blood Raven. The first soul skill effect is damage, the second is also damage, the third is amplification, and the fourth is damage."

Seeing Ye Linyi's skeptical look, he couldn't help but feel a little smug.

"As for the spirit rings, it's two yellow and two purple, a standard spirit ring combination," Han Feng added.

Ye Linyi nodded, and Han Feng, seeing this, mocked smugly: "You believed him so easily, just like you said about the effects of the last two soul skills."

"By the way, Brother Yi still doesn't know the effects of your martial soul and soul skills," Han Feng continued.

Ye Linyi smiled and said, "Alright, I'll tell you about the effects of my martial soul and soul skills."

Han Feng noticed the somewhat unsettling smile on Ye Linyi's face, but still smiled and said, "Okay."

"Brother Han, do you see the weapon in my right hand?" Ye Linyi pointed to his Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd.

"I see, is this your martial soul?" Han Feng asked curiously.

"That's right, this is my martial soul called Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd," Ye Linyi said proudly.

"Great name, Yi-ge," Han Feng praised.

Ye Linyi lowered his head and stroked his martial spirit: "It is indeed a good name."

Suddenly, Ye Linyi looked up in surprise and pointed to the side: "Brother Han, look what's over there?"

Han Feng looked in the direction Ye Linyi was pointing, scratched his head, and grinned foolishly, "Nothing, what is it?"

"Really? Maybe I misread it." Ye Linyi's lips curled up slightly.

Han Feng laughed and said, "Brother Yi, you're really joking."

With a soft "plop," Han Feng turned around in disbelief to look at Ye Linyi, who had a mischievous grin on his face. Han Feng then looked down at his chest, where Ye Linyi's Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd Martial Soul had pierced through him.

Sensing his life force rapidly fading, Han Feng shakily raised his finger: "You...you you."

Ye Linyi coldly drew his martial spirit: "What...what? Lie down!"

Han Feng lay helplessly on the ground. Ye Linyi coldly said, "This is my soul skill, Backstab. Do you like it?"