Douluo: Yun Ming in the Spirit Hall Era

Chapter 68 Feng Xian's Last Counterattack

Seeing that only his men remained in the center of the battlefield, Feng Xian hurriedly looked around, searching for Yun Ming's whereabouts.

Suddenly, Feng Xian caught a glimpse of a blur passing by out of the corner of his eye, and he instinctively dodged to the side. However, as a support-type Soul King who was not good at combat, he was no match for Yun Ming. Although his sidestep avoided a vital point, Yun Ming still pierced his shoulder with a spear.

It's just that Yun Ming's movement speed is slower than usual because he used his third soul skill to defeat the team of two Soul Emperors and one Soul King from the front. Otherwise, Feng Xian would never have been able to see him.

"what!"

The spear pierced his body, and Feng Xian let out a miserable scream.

Looking at Feng Xian's face contorted in pain, Yun Ming felt a pang of sympathy, but he wouldn't soften his heart. Yun Ming drew his spear, intending to stab Feng Xian again and finish him off, when he heard Elder An's loud warning from the sky.

"Hey kid, get out of the way!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Ming immediately mobilized the remaining soul power within his body. His yellow soul rings flashed, and he teleported away from his original spot, arriving beside Ya Li. Ya Li, seeing his pale face and obvious signs of excessive soul power depletion, asked with some concern.

"Brother Ming, are you alright?"

As he spoke, he unleashed a "Holy Light" spell on Yun Ming.

Yunming looked at Yali, who seemed a little worried, and smiled, speaking softly.

"Don't worry! I'm fine."

Before he could finish speaking, Yun Ming seemed to sense something. He looked towards the horizon, and a blood-black slash descended from the sky, heading straight for the spot where he had just stood. The slash left a deep, unfathomable gash tens of meters long in the plaza, demonstrating its immense power.

Just as the strike landed, Yang Wutian arrived beside Yun Ming. Seeing that Yun Ming was unharmed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had been anxious when he heard Elder An's warning to Yun Ming, but fortunately, he was stronger than 'Feng Dianchen,' and since 'Feng Dianchen' was now a puppet, Yang Wutian easily shook him off and rushed towards Yun Ming.

Soon, Elder An also transformed into golden light and returned to the ground. Looking at Yun Ming, whose face was slightly pale, Elder An had for the first time the thought that "it wouldn't be bad for Miss to marry him."

From the moment they noticed that Yun Ming was fighting three opponents without being at a disadvantage, Elder An and Mo Gui stopped fighting and silently watched the battle between Yun Ming and the others.

When they saw Yun Ming unleash a ten-thousand-year third ring, not only were the people on the ground stunned, but An Lao and Mo Gui in the sky were also dumbfounded. After seeing Yun Ming use his third soul skill to directly beat up Feng Xian and the other two, breaking them head-on, they were speechless with astonishment!

Although Elder An had never witnessed the fighting prowess of the two Yue brothers in their youth, he felt it couldn't have been more exaggerated than Yun Ming's! So... Yun Ming is the next invincible one?!

When he came to this conclusion, Old Master An was stunned! This was too good! The young lady went out for a stroll and brought back a son-in-law who might be invincible in the future. Good people are rewarded! It was this daze that gave Mo Gui the opportunity to make his move.

Old An felt lucky, while Mo Gui felt like he had been cursed for eight lifetimes. He, Mo Gui, had only killed a few hundred people, which led to him being entangled with the Spirit Hall. Annoyed by their pursuit, he was found and persuaded by Feng Xian to join his plan, hoping to have some fun while causing trouble for the Spirit Hall so that they would stop chasing him so relentlessly.

How did he end up encountering such an extraordinary person?

Not only did they run into each other, but they were also enemies! How could Mo possibly sleep soundly after this? So, in order to finally get a good night's sleep, he decided to take a risk and see if he could nip the danger in the bud, which led to his unexpected rescue of Feng Xian.

Mo Gui's attempt to strike failed, and seeing that Elder An had already returned to Yun Ming's side, he realized there was no chance left and fled. Although all his previous efforts had been in vain, and he had even provoked a powerful future enemy, given Yun Ming's current cultivation level, he predicted that it would take at least six or seven years before he could threaten him. At worst, he could enjoy himself for a few more years and then retire from the Soul Master world, disappearing without a trace, making it difficult for his opponent to find him!

Seeing Mo Gui flee, Yun Ming and his companions had no better options. Even if Elder An and Yang Wutian joined forces, they could defeat Mo Gui, but capturing him was unlikely. Yun Ming had no time to think about Mo Gui; the problems with Feng Xian and his men were still unresolved. Suddenly, Yun Ming shouted.

"Now that Blood Blade Mo Gui has fled in defeat, your mission is doomed!"

"Surrender immediately, and you'll have a chance to survive; otherwise..."

"Kill without mercy!"

This time, Elder An also showed off his spirit rings at the right time, giving Yun Ming a boost. Isn't it only right to support one's own people? Yun Ming was quite satisfied with this, but he still preferred Elder An's previous arrogant and unruly demeanor.

Upon hearing Yun Ming's words, the surrounding battlefield ceased fighting. Most of Feng Xian's men, seeing the eight soul rings pulsating on Elder An's body, snapped out of their fighting frenzy and surrendered, but a small number of die-hard loyalists refused to surrender.

A young fanatic who looked to be in his early twenties shouted at Yun Ming.

"The will of adults cannot be extinguished by death; we will rise again!"

Yun Ming had nothing to say to this kind of person. The Sky-Piercing Spear appeared in his hand, and he used up the last of his soul power to pierce through space, hitting the heart and killing him instantly. He then said calmly.

"Anyone who dares to come back will have their life taken!"

Seeing Yun Ming's attitude, Duke Xavier immediately ordered his men to kill all those who refused to surrender.

Feng Xian clutched the gunshot wound on his shoulder with one hand, glancing around at the battlefield. With Yun Ming's persuasion and decisive killing, his men either surrendered or died, with no possibility of further resistance. Then he burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha~"

"Hahaha~"

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Hearing Feng Xian's loud laughter, Yun Ming and the others turned to look at him. Now that 'Feng Dianchen' had returned to Feng Xian's side, it was not advisable to make a move for the time being. After laughing for a while, Feng Xian looked at Yun Ming with a strange smile and said loudly.

"I never expected this! My meticulously planned scheme has ended up like this."

"You won the fight, but..."

"You still can't win the whole game!"

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As Feng Xian finished speaking, the black spirit ring beneath his feet flashed.

Feng Xian activated his fifth soul skill, "Mind Evolution," which was the very soul skill that caused the Wind Death Disease.

A strange, colorless, and transparent fluctuation of soul power spread outwards from Feng Xian as the center. Seeing Feng Xian activate his fifth soul skill, Yun Ming immediately realized something was wrong, but before he could ask Yang Wutian and Elder An to step forward and stop him, 'Feng Dianchen' activated his Martial Soul True Body and pounced forward, fighting desperately to delay the two.

Feng Xian then spoke.

"Young friend, most of your previous guesses were correct, except for one thing: I cannot accelerate the activation speed of my soul skill's target."

"Actually, I can do it! It's just that the cost is too high!"

As his soul skill was activated, Feng Xian's hair rapidly turned gray, and his skin became wrinkled. There was only one way he could accelerate the onset of the attack: to burn his life force.

As he finished speaking, his life was consumed, and he went from being in his prime to being old and frail.

Feng Xian glanced one last time at Feng Dianchen, who was fighting to the death, and said in a low voice.

"Farewell, Godfather! From now on, our debts are settled!"

"Father, Mother, your son is here!"

Two clear tears fell from Feng Xian's eyes, and all life was gone. With Feng Xian's death, the contract mark on Feng Dianchen's head also disappeared with the wind. He regained his consciousness, looked at the two old men in front of him, and hurriedly stopped.

Yun Ming didn't have time to pay attention to them anymore, and addressed Elder An and Yang Wutian.

"Hurry, to the cordoned-off area!"

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