Ye Qiu quietly stared in that direction.
He was in a small grove of trees outside Tian Dou City.
Shi Nian's face was pale, still shaken.
He was standing beside a tree, whose trunk had a nearly circular crater carved out.
Not long after,
Shi Nian's illusory figure reappeared before Ye Qiu.
Shi Nian's illusory expression remained unchanged, simply watching Ye Qiu.
"Hehe... Your self-created soul skill is quite powerful!"
"What's wrong? Were you scared just now?"
Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow, his face full of mockery. Shi
Nian laughed, his smile making the wrinkles on his face look like they could trap a fly, and a cold light flashed in his sinister eyes.
"Scared? You think you can scare me?"
Just a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse!
That's what Shi Nian thought in his heart, while Ye Qiu felt something strange.
In his gaze, Shi Nian's true form had clearly already begun to hide behind the tree.
"Haha."
Ye Qiu couldn't help but sneer.
"Ye Qiu! Among your peers, you are undoubtedly very strong."
"I've never even seen a more outstanding young Soul Master than you. One glance from you is enough to make the entire Elephant Armor Academy forfeit!"
"Unfortunately, the gap between you and me cannot be bridged by the word 'genius.' Your self-created Soul Skill is not bad, but everything you see now, the location of your body, is within the remnant dream I gave you. Even the real scene I just showed you is still an illusion. In my remnant dream, I am the master of everything. Don't think that just because you're only level 40, even Soul Masters of my level cannot escape from my remnant dream."
Shi Nian's face showed endless smugness.
Ye Qiu looked at him silently, not understanding why he hadn't made a move yet.
He was getting impatient.
"Ye Qiu, do you know what my greatest pleasure in life is?"
Shi Nian's smile suddenly became somewhat strange.
If he had to describe it, perhaps the word "pervert" would be very fitting for his current state.
"I know, your greatest pleasure must be torturing geniuses, right?"
Ye Qiu replied impatiently.
"Oh? I didn't expect you to know. But you're only half right."
Shi Nian smiled slightly, a relaxed smile.
"My greatest pleasure in life is watching my opponents go mad in my Remnant Dream Martial Soul until they die, and the death of a genius young Soul Master only excites me more."
"Alright, alright, hurry up and do it. Let me see what's so special about your proud Remnant Dream Martial Soul! I hope it's not just empty fame."
Ye Qiu urged impatiently.
Looking at this guy's morbid appearance, he didn't know what kind of trauma he had suffered in his childhood, nor was he interested in knowing.
Shi Nian's face suddenly turned ferocious.
"You bastard! Since you're tired of living, then let me send you on your way!"
"Don't bother struggling, it's all meaningless to you now. This day next year will be your death anniversary!"
"You will perish in extreme pain. And this pain will be self-inflicted."
"Haha."
Shi Nian laughed, a maniacal laugh.
His voice gradually faded, and everything around him became hazy again, as if he had already gone far away, or as if he had disappeared.
Ye Qiu knew that Shi Nian had begun to act.
The three tomoe in his eyes suddenly converged in the center, and when they unfolded again, they were red with purple hues—the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan had been activated.
The long-awaited Tsukuyomi!
Ye Qiu was dazed, a hint of surprise flashing through his mind.
...
In the grove.
Shi Nian leaned against a large tree, turning his head to look at Ye Qiu.
His seventh spirit ring continuously released a dazzling black light, and his face was filled with a cruel and perverse grin.
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Just ten meters away from the large tree he was carrying, Ye Qiu lay on the ground, convulsing violently.
He seemed to have seen something terrifying, his expression one of horror.
Shi Nian didn't even need to look to clearly sense that Ye Qiu was on the verge of collapse.
He hadn't experienced this kind of masochistic pleasure in a long time.
What a pity for this genius boy; who told you to stand against me?
At this moment, Shi Nian really wanted to see what kind of illusion Ye Qiu was experiencing.
His seventh soul skill, Nightmare,
only created the things that people feared most.
Shi Nian was quite curious about what a genius of this level was afraid of.
Ye Qiu's convulsions seemed to gradually weaken, his body only twitching slightly.
Shi Nian could clearly see a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of Ye Qiu's flushed face.
Then, amidst screams of agony, he breathed his last.
What good is a genius?
He still had to die in the most painful way within my Martial Soul Remnant Dream.
Shi Nian's smile became even more cruel.
"What a pity. If I could reach the strength of a Title Douluo, I could see everything he went through in my Martial Soul. That would be perfect."
Shi Nian straightened up, a look of satisfaction on his face, and stepped out of the tree where he had been hiding.
Before he could finish laughing, a voice rang in his ears.
"Comfortable? Feeling good?"
Shi Nian's body stiffened. He turned his head, his face filled with horror.
His eyes were already glazed over, and he muttered,
"No, this is impossible! You're just a level 40 Soul Master, how could you possibly break my seventh Soul Skill!"
A bloodlust was reflected in Shi Nian's eyes.
Ye Qiu was leaning against a tree, staring intently at him.
"Nothing is impossible. What you're so proud of is nothing but illusion before these eyes!"
"You've fallen under my illusion without even realizing it!"
"I've already seen your miserable death!"
Hearing this,
Shi Nian froze, then
looked frantically at Ye Qiu on the ground.
The Ye Qiu on the ground was slowly transforming into his own likeness.
His expression was terrified, and his entire body was engulfed in eerie black flames before finally turning to ashes, leaving only a left arm soul bone and a seven-colored head soul bone.
"No! Impossible! This is impossible!"
Shi Nian cried out in terror, turning his head to retaliate.
But what he saw was a pair of blood-red, emotionless eyes.
Ye Qiu had appeared before him without him noticing, those blood-red eyes filling his mind. His
body was paralyzed.
He could only watch helplessly as his body was ignited by black flames, slowly devouring him. A
piercing scream escaped his lips.
"No!!!"
A moment later
, in the grove, everything calmed down
.
Ye Qiu emerged
, holding a seven-colored head soul bone and a left arm bone.
He patted his slightly dizzy head.
A Soul Saint-level expert indeed possessed unique abilities. (End of Chapter)