Soul Land:I Mass-Produce Poison Cores!

Chapter 196: Ah, Another Death!

The Netherworld White Tiger could only attack two or three times at most before both of them would exhaust their Soul Power.

Zhu Zhuyun’s gaze seemed to drift toward the direction of Gem Academy.

"This is my repayment for your Core Pearl. Yan, that Soul King, will absolutely not be able to participate in the finals.

As for Xie Yue and Hu Liena, I’ll fight with everything I have to see if I can inflict any injuries on them!"

As her strength grew, Zhu Zhuyun became even more aware of the miraculous nature of the Core Pearl.

Now, she could no longer live without it.

She could only hope that Dugu Feng wouldn’t change his mind and take back her Core Pearl.

The massive Netherworld White Tiger slammed its claws against the ground, leaping up once more to attack Xie Yue.

By now, Xie Yue was furious.

He felt deceived.

Just moments ago, the Netherworld White Tiger’s eyes had been filled with confusion, yet now it had shaken off the daze with unimaginable speed.

Yan had been smashed into the granite, and through his spiritual senses, Xie Yue could tell that the injuries would take months to heal.

The shattered bones might even affect his future cultivation.

The gruesome sight made Xie Yue’s eyes turn icy.

"How dare you severely injure Yan? You have no idea what death means!"

Xie Yue swung his arms, and his Martial Soul—the twin Moon Blades—had doubled in size.

The blades gleamed blood-red, suddenly erupting with crimson light as they spun rapidly before shooting forward like lightning.

Xie Yue stood there coldly, watching the charging White Tiger.

"Die!"

With a deafening explosion, the tiger’s claws clashed against one of the Moon Blades.

A screeching sound rang out.

For a brief moment, the claws and the blade seemed locked in a stalemate midair.

But only for an instant.

The Moon Blade quickly gained the upper hand, slicing clean through the tiger’s claw.

Then, it plunged deep into the White Tiger’s body.

But Xie Yue wasn’t done.

He had no intention of holding back now.

The other Moon Blade flashed like lightning, slashing across the Netherworld White Tiger’s neck.

The colossal beast could no longer maintain its form.

With a thunderous crash, it was sent flying dozens of steps back, landing at the edge of the arena.

Two figures tumbled out.

Zhu Zhuyun and Dai Wei lay powerless on the ground.

Zhu Zhuyun’s face was deathly pale. Even after exhausting all the Soul Power from the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, she hadn’t managed to neutralize the twin Moon Blades’ power.

In the end, despite the Netherworld White Tiger’s formidable defenses, they were still severely wounded.

But Xie Yue clearly had no intention of showing mercy.

Zhu Zhuyun could only command the Netherworld White Tiger to muster its last ounce of strength, crashing backward before retreating beyond the crimson barrier.

The moment the Martial Soul Fusion Skill dissipated, the Core Pearl within her body provided a burst of Soul Power, barely allowing her to protect herself.

Dai Wei wasn’t so lucky.

During the fusion, all his Soul Power had been drained.

In the end, he had no way to resist the Moon Blades.

Zhu Zhuyun glanced over—Dai Wei’s body lay like a ragged cloth, devoid of any signs of life.

From the outside, the spectators could see one member of the Star Luo Royal Team after another being flung out of the crimson barrier.

Until finally, a Moon Blade and two figures emerged.

One of them had managed to block the Moon Blade, while the other hadn’t even tried.

The sight drew everyone’s attention.

Earlier, they hadn’t been able to see clearly inside the crimson barrier.

But now, it was obvious—the Star Luo Royal Team was about to lose, thrown out of the Soul Skill’s range.

But at this glance, they were all stunned.

Hmm, someone died!

Ah, someone died!

Damn it!

Fuck, that’s brutal!

A chorus of curses from the Douluo Continent erupted.

On the VIP stage, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Dugu Bo were all taken aback.

The leader of the Star Luo Empire’s team was Dai Tianqing, the sect master of the White Tiger Sect and an 88th-ranked Soul Douluo, who was also seated nearby. His eyes instantly turned red with fury.

He couldn’t believe that the Spirit Hall dared to kill someone—and the crown prince, no less!

Were they insane?

"Elder Chrysanthemum, does the Spirit Hall intend to declare war on the Star Luo Empire?

This was a Soul Duel! How dare he kill the crown prince!

How could he act so recklessly!"

Dai Tianqing, with his tiger-like eyes and square face, exuded authority. As an 88th-ranked powerhouse, he was one of the top experts in the Star Luo Empire. At this moment, he glared unflinchingly at Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was also surprised, but when he saw the severely injured Yan within the red light barrier, he immediately understood why Xie Yue had shown no mercy.

The injuries were indeed severe.

"Sect Master Dai, Yan of our Spirit Hall’s Golden Generation is also gravely injured. From what I see, his wounds will take at least half a year to recover—he’s practically hanging by a thread.

As for Dai Wei, he lost the battle and failed to preserve his life. That can only be blamed on his lack of strength!"

Since the man was already dead, Chrysanthemum Douluo saw no reason to back down now.

Just a prince.

How could he compare to the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall?

Yan was severely injured—having a prince pay with his life seemed only fair.

The more Chrysanthemum Douluo thought about it, the more justified he felt.

"Elder Chrysanthemum, this is unacceptable. The Soul Master Competition prohibits killing. From what I saw, Xie Yue executed his Soul Skill without holding back—clearly a deliberate act of murder. The nature of this is vile!"

Ning Fengzhi spoke up.

"Hmph! Not only is killing prohibited, but maiming opponents is also forbidden. Yet did Zhu Zhuyun and Dai Wei abide by those rules? Yan was still severely injured.

By the finals, everyone fights with their full strength—should they still hold back?

That Netherworld White Tiger was so powerful—should Xie Yue have attacked them bit by bit, testing the limits of what they could endure?

If I recall correctly, during the Heaven Dou Empire’s qualifiers, didn’t Tang San also kill Yu Tianxin?

Sect Master Ning, as a member of the Heaven Dou qualifier organizing committee, how did you punish Tang San?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo retorted angrily.

That was a solid argument!

Ning Fengzhi’s expression froze, leaving him speechless.

Indeed, Tang San had faced no punishment.

Seeing Ning Fengzhi silenced, Dai Tianqing realized that justice would not be served today.

"Elder Chrysanthemum, I will report this matter truthfully to His Majesty. Farewell!"

Furious, Dai Tianqing stormed toward the arena.

Dai Wei had been the most talented among the imperial family, second only to Zhu Zhuyun.

Given his cultivation speed, he had a real chance of reaching the Titled Douluo realm—yet now he was dead.

At least Zhu Zhuyun was unharmed.

If something had happened to her, the Dai and Zhu Families would have gone mad.

Dugu Feng’s eyes lit up.

"Another death! Xie Yue is ruthless—that was the Star Luo Empire’s crown prince!"

He widened his eyes, feigning shock.

Beside him, Old Snake and Shi Nian frowned.

The Spirit Hall’s members were truly merciless.

They hadn’t held back at all.

As for the other teams, their faces paled—though beneath the pallor, there was a hint of excitement. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

This was huge. Thrilling.

Who had died?

None other than the destined heir to the Star Luo Empire’s throne—its future emperor.

Apart from being shocked, they couldn’t wait to go back and gossip.

After the teachings of the shock-inducing essay and the Emperor of Shock.

It must be said that the people of Douluo Continent have changed.

They’ve become fond of gossip.

They could already imagine how they’d act when they returned.

This was the true essence of a Soul Duel.

As long as it wasn’t themselves who died, it was entertainment, it was gossip.