The air in the underground plaza seemed to freeze solid.
At Liu Yuan's cold command—"Kill"—the Snow Empress, who had stood calmly at his side with an aura as deep and still as a pool, finally erupted with the majesty belonging solely to the ruler of the far north.
"Die, you vermin!"
In her ice-blue eyes, all warmth vanished, leaving only absolute killing intent.
She raised her slender hand lightly. The aura of Extreme Ice pouring from her body instantly transformed into a catastrophic wave of cold, surging outward in a circular shockwave with her at the center.
Crack—crack—!
The cold, damp stone floor of the underground palace was immediately coated in a thick layer of ice.
Those low-level Evil Soul Masters at the two-ring and three-ring levels, who were still waving soul-summoning banners and desecrating souls, didn't even have time to fully register their fear. Frozen mid-motion, they were turned into crystal-clear ice sculptures.
But this was only the beginning.
A cold light flashed through the Snow Empress's eyes. Her previously open fingers clenched suddenly.
"Shatter."
Bang—!!!
With a piercing explosion, hundreds of ice sculptures burst apart at once.
Countless ice fragments mixed with dark red blood scattered through the air. One moment they had been committing atrocities; the next, the Evil Soul Masters were gone, leaving no intact bodies behind—reduced to cold remnants of the underground palace.
"Enemy attack! We're under attack!"
"Damn it! Who dares touch a branch of my Holy Spirit Cult?!"
This sudden devastation finally alarmed the high-level Evil Soul Masters deeper within the palace. Amid several hoarse roars, three figures wrapped in pitch-black mist shot out from the shadows.
They were three eight-ring Spirit Douluo–level Evil Soul Masters.
The one in front possessed a Rotting Bone Dragon Spirit. Beneath his feet, eight spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and four black—flickered violently. Seeing the scattered corpses and shattered limbs, his eyes burned with fury.
"Where did you come from, you bastards, daring to slaughter members of my Holy Spirit Cult?! Die!"
The pressure radiating from the Snow Empress was overwhelming. The Bone Dragon Spirit Douluo didn't bother to test her strength and directly unleashed his strongest killing technique. Countless pale bone spurs, coated in thick corpse poison, shot toward her like a torrential storm.
The Snow Empress snorted coldly, not even sparing him a glance. Her figure turned into an ice-blue afterimage.
Whoosh!
Fast. Incomparably fast.
In the Bone Dragon Spirit Douluo's vision, a beautiful blue light flashed past. An indescribable chill spread from his throat in an instant.
When he instinctively tried to look down, horror struck—his vision spun upward. He saw his own headless body spurting pitch-black blood, then freezing mid-air into a massive block of ice before crashing heavily to the ground.
A single slash to the throat.
In the blink of an eye, the ice blade formed by the Snow Empress had ended the life of an eight-ring Spirit Douluo.
The remaining two Spirit Douluo–level Evil Soul Masters instantly lost their madness, replaced by pure terror.
"T-This… a Titled Douluo? No! That pressure—could it be a Limit Douluo?!"
They no longer dared challenge the Snow Empress. Driven by survival instinct, they turned their gazes to Liu Yuan, who stood nearby with what appeared to be only "level sixty or seventy" spirit power fluctuations.
"Grab that kid! He's her companion—take him hostage!"
One Spirit Douluo, whose Spirit was a Blood-Sucking Poison Moth, let out a shrill screech. His fifth and sixth spirit rings lit up together as a cloud of corrosive red powder formed a massive net and descended toward Liu Yuan.
At the same time, the other Evil Soul Master manipulated countless pale ghost claws that burst from the ground, aiming to lock Liu Yuan's legs in place.
"Heh."
Liu Yuan looked at the two charging eight-ring experts, a trace of utter contempt curling his lips.
"You really think I'm some soft target you can bully at will?"
"Come forth—Primal Kyogre!"
"Come forth—Mega Rayquaza!"
Boom—!!!
The already crumbling underground palace reached its breaking point.
To Liu Yuan's left and right appeared a colossal blue whale-like shadow resembling a primordial beast, and a long dragon radiating emerald divine light that pierced straight through the ceiling.
The Divine-rank pressure that erupted in that instant caused the two Spirit Douluos to drop straight out of the air. Their legs went weak, nearly forcing them to kneel.
"What… what kind of Spirit is that?!"
"Who in the world are these people?!"
Liu Yuan didn't give them time to think.
He raised his right hand and casually waved it forward.
"Hydro Pump."
Ang—!
Primal Kyogre released a deep, ethereal whale cry.
Enhanced by both the Water Bubble ability and Mystic Water, the surging torrent was no longer ordinary water. It became an ultra-compressed, high-pressure killing beam capable of piercing nearly anything.
Puchi!
The Spirit Douluo who had cast the poison powder net didn't even manage a scream. His upper body was erased completely by the terrifying Hydro Pump, while the remaining half was shredded by the chaotic impact.
On the other side, Mega Rayquaza opened its massive jaws as a blue dragon-energy sphere condensed within.
"Extreme Speed!"
Boom!
With a single flash, the other Evil Soul Master was cleaved in two, dying without even understanding how it happened.
…
The slaughter continued—more accurately, it was a one-sided massacre.
The Snow Empress moved like a streak of blue aurora through the crowd, claiming several wicked lives with each appearance.
At the center, Liu Yuan stood calmly, commanding the two Divine Spirits to crush any force that dared resist or flee.
In just over ten minutes, the Holy Spirit Cult branch—once dark, terrifying, and a living nightmare for the local populace—was completely wiped out.
The walls and floor of the underground palace were sealed in Extreme Ice and ravaged by violent water elements, leaving the entire place in ruins. The thick stench of blood and resentment lingering in the air faded by more than half under the dual cleansing of Liu Yuan and the Snow Empress.
From the lowest butchers to the arrogant high-level Spirit Douluos, every Evil Soul Master had been reduced to dust in this frozen underground palace.
Standing atop Mega Rayquaza and Primal Kyogre, Liu Yuan turned his gaze toward a corner of the ruins.
There, dozens of Spirit Masters imprisoned in iron cages, along with thousands of pale green living souls floating in mid-air, stood frozen in shock and silence.
They had witnessed what was like the descent of two deities, cutting down the once-invincible and cruel Evil Soul Masters as easily as harvesting grass.
And now, they had no idea whether Liu Yuan was friend or foe.
Every single one of them was filled with unease.
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