Douluo Continent: From Rusty Spear to Emperor-Slaying Spear

Chapter 21 A descendant of the Shui family actually sought my treatment.

"Let us welcome the Emperor-Slaying White Demon and the Human-Faced Illusionary Demon!"

As the host spread his hands out, each in a different spot, Ji Wuming and a graceful, curvaceous woman walked toward the Soul Battle Stage. The woman exuded a unique charm.

"It's been so long since I've seen the Human-Faced Illusionary Demon; I didn't expect her to have grown so much!"

"Do you want to die? If she hears these lewd words, believe me, the moment you walk out of the black market, your head will roll."

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Amidst the heated discussion of the spectators, the two arrived at the dueling platform. The human-faced demon, with her left hand on her hip and licking the dagger in her right hand, exuded charm. She casually said...

"White Demon, I've heard of your name. It's a pity that Scarface is useless. I'm really curious about your true face under the mask. Why don't you admit defeat and let me take you as my male servant? That way, you can live."

"Ha, Human-Faced Illusionary Demon, I think you're just afraid of losing. If that's the case, why did you participate in this Soul Fighting Competition in the first place?"

Ji Wuming responded to her harsh words with the imposing manner of a powerful figure.

At this point, the two players exuded an equally imposing aura before the match and were warily observing each other.

The host flew high into the sky beforehand and announced loudly,

"The match between the two strongest Great Soul Masters shall now begin."

As soon as the host finished speaking, the Human-Faced Illusion Demon immediately unleashed its second soul skill.

"The realm of self-reflection."

A beam of dark light swiftly shot into Ji Wuming's brow. The energy traveled at an incredibly fast speed, leaving Ji Wuming with no way to dodge. The two stood motionless on the Soul Battle Platform, their consciousnesses pulled into another world.

At this moment, Ji Wuming stood in the very center of the hellfire, bound by several iron chains. Dozens of peerless swords, completely black and still being forged and unsealed, shattered before his eyes.

The human-faced phantom demon hidden within the illusion felt a sense of dread upon seeing the extremely eerie, fiery, and bloodthirsty illusion before it.

She fought against many Soul Masters, and most of the illusions they created were about sordid matters of love between men and women. Little did she expect to witness such a scene of slaughter today.

But so what? Watching the White Demon struggle in vain, the human-faced phantom demon, now merged into the illusion, grew even more excited.

"In this illusion, all your struggles will be in vain."

"I am the ruler!"

"That is, to be the ruler!!"

"That is, to be the ruler!!!"

Meanwhile, the vast majority of viewers watching intently from the outside world felt extremely uneasy as they observed the increasingly contorted expression of pain on the face of the murderous Emperor Bai Mo.

"Is the White Demon going to lose? You have to hold on, you absolutely can't die, you absolutely can't."

"White Demon, my happiness for the rest of my life depends on you. Don't die at the hands of a control-type Soul Master."

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At the same time, within the illusion, just as countless fragments of broken swords shot towards Ji Wuming, Ji Wuming's aura suddenly erupted, and a thick blood aura permeated his surroundings.

"Bang bang bang..."

The chains binding Ji Wuming snapped, and he glared fiercely at his surroundings, gripping the Blood Thunder Spear. He instantly unleashed his first and second soul skills, and the rain of swords struck him, instantly shattering into ashes.

Ji Wuming thrust forward suddenly in the same direction.

"If the illusion is broken, the caster will suffer a backlash."

With three consecutive uses of his second soul skill, a total of nine attacks were unleashed.

With a loud "bang," countless fragments of the illusion shattered into powder. The illusion vanished, and the two returned to reality. The human-faced illusion demon staggered back more than ten steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood, drenched in sweat, and looking horrified.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll give you anything you want."

"No, no..."

At that moment, she knelt down on the ground, her mind and mouth reciting the two sentences of pleading for mercy.

Ji Wuming wouldn't give her another chance to use her second soul skill. Taking advantage of her being immersed in the side effects of the illusion, he gripped the spear and unleashed his second soul skill again, the spear tip piercing deeply into her throat.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain; it's either you die or I die."

The moment the Blood Thunder Spear was drawn, the terrified human-faced phantom demon collapsed heavily to the ground.

Upon seeing this, all the spectators in the stands stood up and shouted "Emperor White Demon!" at the top of their lungs, cheering for his victory.

At this moment, after using his second soul skill four times, Ji Wuming's physical strength and soul power had been severely depleted. He was panting heavily and walked off the battle platform with a worried expression.

The illusion created by the human-faced phantom demon was the transformed scene of his own self-sacrifice to the sword. If he hadn't suffered a backlash from the blood energy of the Blood Thunder Spear while his mental power was imprisoned, he would have truly died from a mere illusion-type second soul skill.

It seems that he must be more wary of control-type Soul Masters in the future, especially Soul Masters with illusion-type Martial Souls. If another duel like this were to take place, he wouldn't be able to guarantee that he could successfully break the illusion as he did in the previous battle.

After resting for two hours and recovering his soul power, Ji Wuming collected his 150,000 gold soul coins and quickly disappeared into the darkness. He then left the black market and arrived outside the city.

After nearly half a year of fighting, his perception of his surroundings had become extremely sharp. In less than a minute, Ji Wuming realized that a group of about ten people, whose specific purpose was unknown, were closely following him.

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It's obvious without even thinking that this ten-person team is most likely someone who plans to ambush and kill him, rob him of his belongings, or even a spy from some organization, just to get a glimpse of his true appearance.

Ji Wuming didn't have time to kill them, lest he create unnecessary trouble for himself. So he immediately ran into a dense forest, using the vegetation to block the view of his followers.

The ten people who had finally managed to chase the enemy into the dense forest exchanged glances.

"Boss, we think we've lost them!"

"So be it. Luckily, the White Demon didn't go on a killing spree. Otherwise, we would have been dead long ago by the time he noticed us. Did he really think the White Demon hadn't discovered us at all?"

As they were talking, the leader of the ten-man team flicked his sleeves and immediately left the place.

Now that Ji Wuming had escaped unscathed, he was finally able to remove his black robe and mask and put his storage ring back on.

However, just as he re-entered Hanhai City, Dean Shui rushed towards Ji Wuming and said urgently, "Little Ji, I've finally found you. I have something important to discuss with you."

"Dean, what's making you so flustered!"

Ji Wuming looked at the anxious Dean Shui in front of him, completely baffled by the situation. Why would a Soul King need to ask him, a Great Soul Master, for help?

"Let's talk as we walk!"

Dean Shui led him toward the Wardfake Hotel, then, suppressing his excitement, explained...

"Xiao Ji, actually, Director Lu and I both come from the Shui family of Tianshui City. We came to you this time to treat a junior member of my Shui family."

"Looking for me?"

At this moment, Ji Wuming roughly guessed the identity of the junior, but he was not a doctor, so how could he help people treat illnesses?

The last two chapters of "Battle Soul" were a bit padded in order to develop the protagonist's personality. The pace will pick up later, so please bear with me, dear readers. Please keep reading and add this to your favorites!

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