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

Han Feng's body suddenly trembled violently. He shakily raised his hand, trying to grab Ye Linyi's sleeve, but his rapidly fading life force made even this simple action difficult for him.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, and his pupils began to dilate. The next second, Han Feng died, his body limp and falling to the ground.

Ye Linyi looked at the already dead Han Feng, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He leaned slightly forward, his voice low and firm: "Since you are already dead, then make your final contribution!"

After saying that, he plunged the Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd back into Han Feng's body without hesitation.

A powerful surge of energy erupted from Han Feng's body and was greedily absorbed by the Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd.

A faint black energy fluctuation emanated from Ye Linyi's body, as if he were absorbing this power.

In the air, Zhongli Wu was still somewhat worried, fearing that Ye Linyi would fall into Han Feng's trap.

But when he saw Ye Linyi so decisively dispose of Han Feng's body and successfully absorb energy, his worries instantly vanished.

He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "As expected of the Holy Son, he discovered Han Feng's conspiracy long ago."

The scorpion tiger beside him nodded in agreement, its eyes gleaming with approval of Ye Linyi.

Ye Linyi pulled the martial spirit out of Han Feng's body, looked at Han Feng who had turned into a dried corpse, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips: "That was great, absorbing it once is equivalent to one or two months of my cultivation."

He then dug a hole next to Han Feng's body, threw the shriveled Han Feng in, and then buried him.

He patted the dirt off his hands and said in a relaxed tone, "Brother Han, thank you for your hospitality!"

After saying that, he playfully added, "Ye Linyi: ˃𖥦˂."

However, Ming Lei looked at Ye Linyi's performance with disdain, his heart filled with contempt.

He scoffed and said, "What's so great about it? It's just a sneak attack. Anyone can use that kind of tactic."

However, his words did not attract much attention, because Long Xiaoyao and Scorpion Tiger were focused on Ye Linyi's martial spirit.

Long Xiaoyao frowned slightly. He noticed that Ye Linyi's martial soul could absorb energy, and a sense of worry arose in his heart.

He muttered to himself, "This martial spirit can absorb energy. I wonder if there are any side effects. If there are, and it's not properly controlled, Ye Linyi will eventually become a mindless puppet that only knows how to kill and absorb energy."

But soon, his worries dissipated, because after Ye Linyi absorbed the energy, he experienced no aftereffects other than excitement.

The camera panned back to Ye Linyi. He dusted off his hands, his sharp gaze sweeping into the depths of the jungle, thinking to himself, "That's enough. Time to find my next opponent."

He gripped the Dark Abyss God-Slaying Halberd tightly in his right hand and once again ventured into the jungle.

His steps were firm and powerful, each one seemingly treading on the enemy's heart.

"..."

Just as Ye Linyi was venturing deeper into the jungle, a sudden series of "bang bang bang" sounds interrupted his steps.

He stopped immediately and looked warily at the source of the sound not far from him.

Immediately afterwards, several more "bang bang bang" sounds came, as if someone was secretly observing his every move.

Ye Linyi frowned, thinking to himself, "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

He quickly adjusted his mindset and prepared to deal with potential threats.

Ye Linyi stealthily crept to the edge of the jungle. Through the dense foliage, he could clearly see that in the battlefield ahead, Ming Ji and You Fu were fiercely fighting against Wen Jiang and Yan Cha.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips as he thought to himself: "Ming Ji and You Fu are planning to cooperate to eliminate the others first, and then settle the matter with a one-on-one duel to determine the Holy Son. Alas, their idea is good, but with me around, it's all just wishful thinking."

In the center of the battlefield, Wen Jiang held a blood-red fan, its surface gleaming eerily in the sunlight. He said with a mocking expression, "Ming Ji and You Fu, you two are truly dogs."

Youfu's face darkened, and he was about to lash out when Mingji grabbed him.

Ming Ji replied with a disdainful smile, "Heh, you two worthless fish dare to participate in the selection of the Holy Son? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourselves in the mirror? The fact that you two could die at the hands of me and You Fu is a miracle."

Upon hearing this, Wenjiang and Yancha glared angrily at Mingji and Youfu, their eyes practically spitting fire.

Wuyi clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his palm, making a soft "clicking" sound.

Seeing this, Youfu gently patted Mingji's shoulder, his tone tinged with urgency: "Mingji, stop wasting time talking to him, take action and deal with them."

Wen Jiang looked at the rock tea plantation beside him, his eyes filled with determination and resolve: "Stop hiding them, let's teach them a lesson."

The rock tea responded without hesitation: "Okay, let them taste a little bit of the color."

Ming Ji let out a sneer: "Oh ho, you're hiding when you're fighting the two of us? Are you planning to hide until your next life?"

Wen Jiang said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense."

Ming Ji sighed with feigned regret, "Alas, I wanted to give you more time to leave your last words. Why are you all so ungrateful, in such a hurry to go to hell and be reincarnated?"

Ming Ji stood beside the ghostly vessel, her tone filled with provocation and confidence: "Go ahead, see how eager they are to go to hell, let's send them on their way."

The UFO responded excitedly, "Okay, I can't wait!"

Ye Linyi, who watched the whole thing from the shadows, couldn't help but mutter to himself, "That bastard talks too much. If he hadn't beaten them both, he would have just gone and smashed his head against a block of tofu."

As the martial spirit possessed the body, the sounds of releasing soul skills rang out one after another.

"First Soul Skill: Bloodlust Berserk." Rock Tea's power seemed to have been temporarily enhanced, and a layer of blood-red light emanated from his body.

"Second Soul Skill: Blood Fang Thrust." Rock Tea's Blood Wolf Martial Soul let out a deep roar, and a sharp, wolf-fang-shaped light shot out from the wolf's mouth, rushing straight at the Youfu.

"Second Soul Ring: Falling Leaves and Flying Flowers." Wen Jiang's fan danced again, and countless blood-red petals flew out from the fan, forming a sea of ​​flowers in the air, sweeping towards Ming Ji and You Fu.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Blood Night Wind Flower." Wen Jiang's fan suddenly unfolded, and a powerful energy surged from the fan surface, forming a blood-red storm that swept up Ming Ji and You Fu.

"What are you idiot UFO standing there for? The enemy is already attacking, hurry up and join me in counterattacking!" Ming Ji shouted loudly in the Blood Night Wind Flower.

"First Soul Skill: Netherworld Corpse Vengeance." Ming Ji's martial soul released an eerie black light, and countless vengeful spirits surged from the ground, carrying an aura of resentment.

"Second Soul Skill: Corpse Tide." Countless evil corpses instantly appeared around Ming Ji, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Wen Jiang and Yan Cha.

"Second Soul Skill; Netherworld Power." Youfu's Netherworld Sword Martial Soul emitted a ghostly green light, enveloping the surrounding evil corpses and further enhancing their power.

"Third Soul Skill: Netherworld Blades." Youfu's Netherworld Sword Martial Soul suddenly waved its hand, and countless black blades flew out from the skull, slashing towards Wenjiang and Yancha.

"Bang bang bang".

On the battlefield, various soul skills clashed, producing intense sounds.

This is a competition of whose soul skill is more powerful.

However, the clash of their soul skills was destined to cause little damage.

"Because of the 'no harm in smoke' principle!" Ye Linyi shook his head helplessly in the shadows.

However, from Ye Linyi's perspective, the soul skill clash just now was "a draw between Wen Jiangyancha and Ming Ji Youfu."

Seeing the close battle, UFO grew anxious and said, "Hurry up, or the aftershocks of this fight will attract other groups from other sides."

Ming Ji replied, "I know. You hold off the one with the fan. I'll go and deal with that beast soul."

UFO nodded: "Okay."

Seeing Ming Ji attack Yan Cha, Wen Jiang's heart tightened, and he said, "Be careful! Yan Cha!"

Just as he was about to rush over to help his teammates, the UFO blocked his way.

Youfu coldly said, "Your opponent is me. Second Soul Skill, Third Soul Skill, Netherworld Power: Netherworld Thousand Blades."

Wen Jiang said angrily, "Get out of here! Use your third and fourth soul skills to attack the UFO."

"Oh, oh, oh, you're getting impatient," the UFO chuckled smugly. "Hahaha."

After seeing that his soul skill had hit, Wen Jiang calmed down a bit.

He knew he had to get to his teammate's side quickly to support him, otherwise he would be the next to die after his teammate died.

Just as he was about to set off for his teammates, the annoying UFO unleashed its soul skill on him.

"You should save your breath and think about yourself." Wen Jiang had no choice but to quickly unleash his soul skill to counterattack.

As a result, he was knocked away by the UFO's soul skill and landed on a tree trunk.

Wen Jiang slowly stood up, his pupils contracted slightly, and he saw it.

His teammate, Rock Tea, was about to crash into him at an extremely fast speed.

Wen Jiang closed his eyes, resignedly waiting for his teammate to crash into him. "The result was that the expected pain didn't happen."

When Wen Jiang opened his eyes, he saw a strong figure from behind.

This person is none other than Dali, who possesses the Berserk Blood Bear Martial Soul.

Dali put down the rock tea in his hand and said in a calm tone, "The three of us will defeat them together."

Wenjiang and Yancha exchanged a glance and responded, "Okay, twice the effort."

Youfu walked to Mingji's side, a hint of worry on his face: "It seems like we're facing a three-on-two situation. Mingji, things aren't looking good for us. Should we retreat for now?"

Ming Ji said with a disdainful look, "Heh, I haven't even used my full strength yet, and I know you still have trump cards up your sleeve."

"Now there's just one more Soul Master, isn't there?" Youfu said slowly. "It's not just him; we've been fighting for so long."

The noise from the battle should attract the attention of everyone in the Holy Son Selection.

If I'm not mistaken, there are still "two people" who haven't come out yet.

As they were talking, Mingji and Youfu started to fight amongst themselves.

Youfu couldn't help but complain, "If it weren't for your dawdling, those two would have already been reporting to the King of Hell by now."

Upon hearing this, Ming Ji instantly flew into a rage, shouting, "You Fu, what the hell do you mean? I'm doing you a favor by cooperating with you, don't push your luck, understand?"