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Wei Chen's face was pale.
Song Qingshan and Zhao Song were both Second Rank Spirit Refinement Realm Inner Sect Disciples, far beyond his ability to contend with. If either of them unleashed a Soul Technique, Wei Chen would surely die.
The greatest gap between ordinary martial artists and Soul Warriors lay in the Soul Techniques. After condensing their Martial Soul, they could quickly absorb and store Soul Power, allowing them to practice Soul Techniques. Even the most skilled Martial Artist could not withstand the most basic Soul Technique from a Soul Warrior.
“Song Qingshan, you bastard, I will haunt you even as a ghost!” Wei Chen clutched the Black Lotus tightly, as if it were his only comfort.
Song Qingshan grinned wickedly. “Unfortunately, you won’t get to see your sister marry me.”
“Likewise, you won’t see your sister beneath me!”
“That wench Weirou doesn’t know how to appreciate good fortune. Once I have her body, I’ll give her a divorce paper. At that point, let’s see how that worthless piece of trash remains proud!”
“Shut up!” Wei Chen’s eyes blazed with fury. Unable to hold back any longer, he charged at Song Qingshan, determined to make him pay, even if it meant death!
It was like striking a stone with an egg!
Crack!
Song Qingshan didn’t even lift a finger; Zhao Song crouched low and swung a heavy iron rod with tremendous force, slamming it into Wei Chen's leg. The bone shattered completely, leaving only a bit of flesh attached.
Despite the excruciating pain piercing through him, Wei Chen remained silent. As he fell to the ground, he rolled toward Song Qingshan's feet. With his left leg pushing off the ground, he arched his body up and swung his right fist with all his might, landing a powerful blow right between Song Qingshan's legs!
That punch was fueled by all the strength Wei Chen had cultivated over six arduous years in Cloud Spirit Sect!
Though he hadn’t managed to condense the Spirit of the Heroic Soul, he had developed impressive physical attributes—speed, strength, and reflexes far beyond those of ordinary people.
Song Qingshan's protective aura failed to shield him from Wei Chen's explosive iron fist.
"Ahhh..."
Song Qingshan screamed as he fell to the ground, clutching his vital area and rolling in agony, a heart-wrenching sight indeed!
"Hit him! Kill him! Make sure to kill him!"
With both of his eggs shattered, the kind of injury he sustained was such that even if the leader of the Cloud Spirit Sect personally intervened, or if Song Qingshan's grandfather exhausted all his healing elixirs, it would be impossible to restore Song Qingshan's manhood.
Thanks to a miraculous potion, Song Qingshan's nasal bone had already healed completely, but just as an old wound faded, a new one emerged—this new injury was a thousand times more brutal than the last!
"Bastard, you're asking for death!"
Seeing Song Qingshan so severely injured ignited Zhao Song's fury. He gave Wei Chen no chance to recover, raining down blows with his iron rod. Aside from Wei Chen's head, every other part of his body suffered devastating damage, with nearly all of his bones shattered.
Blood erupted from Wei Chen's eyes as he struggled to focus through the haze. Yet, he remained fixated on the writhing Song Qingshan.
If he could turn Song Qingshan into a eunuch before dying, it would be worth it!
"Wei Chen, if no one else wants to play with you, I will."
"Little brother, this is the new outfit I bought for you. I've saved up for a long time."
"If they bully you again in the future, just tell your sister. I'll help you deal with them."
“Wei Chen, I’m going to cultivate at the Cloud Spirit Sect. Will you come with me?”
“I’ve already condensed the Spirit of the Heroic Soul. Wei Chen, you need to work hard!”
In a daze, memories of Weirou surged into Wei Chen's mind like a tidal wave.
“Sister Wei Rou, this is all I can do. I’m sorry I can’t continue to accompany you at the Cloud Spirit Sect.”
“I will never forget your kindness, even in death. I just hope that if there’s a next life, I can be your brother again.”
“Even if there’s no chance to be your brother again, I will do my utmost to protect you…”
Enduring blow after blow from Zhao Song, Wei Chen did not cry out even once.
Thinking of Weirou’s care and protection, a faint smile lingered on Wei Chen’s lips.
That smile only fueled Zhao Song’s rage as he swung the iron rod down harder.
In the end, Wei Chen closed his eyes with a mix of satisfaction and deep regret. His body was battered beyond recognition; he was as good as dead.
“I’ll send him off for the last time!”
Song Qingshan let out a maniacal laugh, gathering a ball of gray Soul Power in his palm. He unleashed a Palm Power that sent Wei Chen flying off the cliff.
“Black Lotus… it’s quite rare.” Zhao Song, perhaps still holding onto a shred of conscience, kicked the flowerpot into the cliff and muttered a few words before disappearing with Song Qingshan.
Wei Chen fell to the bottom of the cliff, and Black Lotus followed closely, crashing down beside him.
When a person dies, according to the concept of Three Souls and Seven Spirits, the three souls leave the body first, while the seven spirits remain with the physical form.
The first to depart is the soul. The soul represents thought and consciousness; when a person dies, it is the thoughts and awareness that vanish first.
A gray mist began to rise from above Wei Chen's head, signaling that his soul was about to dissipate into the ground.
But in that instant, something extraordinary happened with the Black Lotus in the broken flowerpot!
The Black Lotus bizarrely flew out from the shattered pot, spinning rapidly as its size increased by dozens of times. A concentrated burst of Soul Power enveloped Wei Chen entirely.
The terrifying aura of Soul Power was ancient and vast, exuding an overwhelming presence akin to that of a primordial giant!
Yet within this majesty lay a duality of righteousness and wickedness!
It was reminiscent of the eerie aura that spread when Blood Lotus descended six years ago!
That sinister energy rapidly expanded, starting from the base of the cliff, spreading throughout the mountain, reaching the Cloud Spirit Sect's territory for hundreds of miles, extending to Sui Kingdom and Eastern Region, until it enveloped the entire continent.
The people of Soul Continent were all stirred!
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