Chapter 43: The Battle of Titles

"Not living people?" The gazes of Wang Xian'er and Huang Jinxu turned simultaneously toward Xiadie.

"Mm." Xiadie nodded lightly. "Judging by the cellular activity of these two, the time of their death exceeds 12 hours."

"Their vital signs are maintained in a living state, but the large-scale cells stopped working 12 hours ago."

Wang Xian'er and Huang Jinxu did not understand cells or such things, but they could understand the words "dead people."

Huang Jinxu was still bewildered.

Wang Xian'er, however, reacted, saying in surprise, "Xiadie, do you mean that before we investigated the Huang Gong, the two were already dead?"

"Hehehe~"

Before Xiadie could answer, a laugh capable of swallowing several Soul Hall elders echoed within the narrow prison cell.

"Little girl, you are quite good." The two Evil Soul Master prisoners spoke while laughing strangely.

"I never expected that the famous number one Healing Soul Master on the continent would actually be an Evil Soul Master."

"It truly opens my eyes."

"Evil Soul Master?"

Huang Jinxu was stunned, not yet having time to process the information that followed.

"Click, click."

The two, locked by Soul Guidance Chains and suspended in mid-air, were unable to move their bodies.

Their abdomens began to swell, gradually becoming like leather balls.

Then followed their limbs, their heads...

Things happened too fast.

Wang Xian'er's soul power surged, nine soul rings rose rapidly, and a Soul Barrier was released, blocking Xiadie behind her.

It was almost the instant the Soul Barrier formed.

The two Evil Soul Masters swelled into leather balls, accompanied by two ear-piercing explosions.

"Boom—"

The prison began to sway, and the ground shook and trembled.

"Seventh Soul Skill—Martial Soul Avatar."

A loud shout.

A massive star pattern appeared; the collapsed building was torn apart by violent soul power, and the shockwave of the explosion was also blocked.

Smoke swirled, and a Martial Soul Avatar leaped out from the collapsed building; that person was none other than Huang Jinxu.

After Huang Jinxu appeared, a green light also flew out from the ruins and landed by Huang Jinxu's side; it was the Medical Immortal Douluo Wang Xian'er, along with Xiadie, whom she was holding.

"What kind of monster dares to come to the Star Luo Empire to act recklessly?" Huang Jinxu's voice was like a great bell.

The Star Luo Empire was the only country that accepted him, Huang Jinxu, using the nation's fortune to suppress his Calamity Physique, allowing him to live like a normal person.

"I know you, Heavenly Fiend Douluo Huang Jinxu."

Black mist swirled and permeated the air, yet the voice echoed from everywhere.

"92nd-level soul power yet possessing the strength of a 95th level, and with such an evil constitution as the Heavenly Fiend Lone Star."

"I must say, that you failed to become an Evil Soul Master is indeed a loss for my sect."

"Evil Soul Master..."

Huang Jinxu's expression darkened.

"I am a dignified Guardian Douluo of Star Luo; how could I be associated with Evil Soul Masters? Who exactly are you? Conspiracies and tricks cannot be brought into the light."

"Me?"

A hint of self-mockery came from the swirling black mist. "A person not recognized by the world."

"Gathering together in an organization not recognized by the world, praying to receive the favor of the sun."

"You are luckier than me."

"Hmph! You coward hiding your head and showing your tail." Huang Jinxu let out another cold snort, and his sixth soul ring, a black one, suddenly lit up.

"Sixth Soul Skill—Ten Thousand Punishments Star Fall."

Countless stars fell.

Like meteorite fragments, they covered all the black mist in this area.

"A bit interesting, but too weak."

"Fourth Soul Skill—End of the Dark Night."

Black soul power condensed, and the oppressive energy rapidly compressed into a sphere.

At the same time, a figure appeared within the black mist, revealing nine soul rings: two yellow, two purple, and five black.

The black light sphere annihilated the meteorites in its path and headed straight for Huang Jinxu.

"Super Douluo!"

Feeling the terrifying pressure from the masked man, Huang Jinxu's expression changed drastically.

He himself was only comparable to a 95th-level Title Douluo, but the opponent's strength was clearly above level 95, possibly even a 96th-level Title Douluo.

However, a graceful figure appeared in front of the black sphere heading toward Huang Jinxu.

"Wang Lao, what are you doing!"

Huang Jinxu and Wang Xian'er were both Title Douluos, but there was a significant gap in their seniority.

Moreover, as the continent's number one Healing Soul Master, Huang Jinxu, even if he was stern, respected her, Wang Xian'er, quite a bit.

But now, where in the world does a Battle Spirit Master fight while the healer runs up to block the attack?

It's not like she's some Chansey.

Uh... what is a Chansey?

That is not important.

It was too late for Huang Jinxu to do anything; he could only watch as that terrifying ball of light engulfed Wang Xian'er.

What Huang Jinxu did not notice was that a purple butterfly embroidery had appeared on the sleeve of Wang Xian'er's right arm.

That butterfly looked lifelike.

"Life Energy Manipulation." Wang Xian'er's voice rang out from the position engulfed by the black light.

A pale green radiance seeped out from the black sphere of light, and the black sphere was broken open from the inside like an eggshell.

In her palm, Wang Xian'er condensed a green sphere of light similar in size to the black one, and it was filled with the aura of life.

"No, impossible!"

The masked man's expression changed abruptly.

He noticed the small Domain that had emerged beneath Wang Xian'er's feet.

It was an aura of death, yet the vast majority of the green sphere of light in Wang Xian'er's hand had been converted from the energy of the soul power he had just released.

In other words...

"Go."

Wang Xian'er pushed the sphere of light in her palm, and it headed straight toward the enemy opposite her.

"Mastering both the powers of life and death, how exactly did you manage to do it?"

The masked man stared fixedly at Wang Xian'er.

That pressure of a rank 96 Titled Douluo was not much different, even to him.

"Hmph, since that is the case, then let me see your strength."

"The so-called strength of the continent's number one Healing Soul Master."

Dark purple soul power erupted from the masked man's body, and a wave of air expanded outward with him at the center.

"Seventh Soul Skill—Martial Soul Avatar."

The masked man's figure suddenly surged, transforming into a giant black tiger.

The giant tiger's tail was raised high, extending over fifteen meters, and at the tip of the tail was a hook flickering with dark light.

A pair of dark purple eyes radiated a fierce glare.

Howling sounds rose one after another; with one swipe of its claw, a massive amount of soul and soul power suddenly dispersed outward.

"Bang."

The energy sphere filled with life was torn apart by the violent trembling sound of the impact, and the next moment it shattered, falling like a rain of green light.

"It really is you, Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng."

Scorpion Tiger Douluo was from the Star Luo Empire, his martial soul was a mutated Scorpion Tiger, and rumor had it that he had escaped unexpectedly after being captured by Mu En.

Zhang Peng took off his mask, revealing a face and eyes that were not handsome but were filled with bloodthirst.

The Martial Soul Avatar state could cover the entire body, but one could faintly see the appearance of the Soul Master inside the Martial Soul Avatar.

"That's right, it's me."

Zhang Peng's voice was faint, "I didn't think you, Wang Lao, would still remember a small fry like me."

"You are no small fry."

Wang Xian'er said coldly, "To be able to escape from Mu En's hands, you could be called the first."

"Heh heh, escape?" Zhang Peng laughed at himself, "Do you believe that, Wang Lao?"

"So, are you an Evil Soul Master now?"

"You have no right to say that to me." Zhang Peng sneered, "With that ultimate Death Attribute, if we're talking about Evil Soul Masters, you look more like one than I do!"

"If I'm not mistaken, the dark nights in Xingluo Cheng are related to you; even if it isn't you, you know the intelligence, right?"

"One coincidence is a coincidence, but so many coincidences are no longer coincidences."

Zhang Peng's face was full of confidence.

Wang Xian'er examined Zhang Peng for a moment and said, "Are you going to ask yourself, or are you going to tell me what you are doing in the Star Luo Empire for the people behind you?"

"Zhang Peng, your Level 9 Soul Guidance Device cannot hold out for much longer."