Chapter 194: You Don't Need to Look for Me Anymore, I'm Already Here
In the Flame Family's meeting hall, Lion Douluo, cloaked in a yellow robe, sat at the head seat and asked the people gathered below, "Tell me—how did Xie Erxun die?"
"Ancestor, I've already sent six elders to investigate the matter. I believe we'll get the answer we want soon," the patriarch of the Flame Family quickly replied.
"Hmph! I hope so. I won't wait forever. If you can't give me an answer, I'll investigate it myself," Lion Douluo snorted coldly.
Upon hearing this, everyone present—be it the patriarch or the elders—broke into a cold sweat.
Before this legendary ancestor, even the strongest among them seemed like helpless children.
At that moment, a thin man entered, leading someone wrapped in a black robe.
"Sixth Elder, you're finally back. What did you find?" the patriarch quickly asked, as if relieved.
The Sixth Elder nodded and smiled. "Mission accomplished. I've uncovered the truth behind Elder Xie Erxun's death—he wasn't killed by an enemy, but by a soul beast!"
The moment he spoke, Lion Douluo nearly teleported beside him. His voice thundered, "A soul beast? Do you have evidence!?"
"Sixth Elder, explain carefully—this is the ancestor of our Flame Family," the patriarch reminded.
"A-Ancestor?" The Sixth Elder was stunned. He hadn't expected their ancestor to be alive.
He immediately bowed deeply toward Lion Douluo. "Ancestor, it's a long story, but yes, I have evidence!"
He gestured toward the black-robed figure beside him.
That person nodded and released her spirit—a six-ring Soul Emperor.
"Ancestor, this is the special talent I mentioned before. Her spirit is the Spirit of the Dead. She can use special methods to sense the life and death of others and replay what the deceased saw in the last moments of life."
Lion Douluo stroked his beard. "A rare and interesting ability... but surely it has limitations?"
"Ancestor is sharp as always," the patriarch said with a flattered smile. "At her current level, she can track up to fifteen individuals, and replay up to fifteen minutes before their deaths."
Soon, a glowing image appeared in front of the black-robed woman. The scene displayed exactly what Xie Erxun saw in his final moments.
After the projection faded, silence fell over the room. None of them had expected Xie Erxun to be killed by a soul beast—and he'd had no chance to fight back.
"This soul beast... looks familiar," Lion Douluo muttered, frowning.
The scene stirred something in his memory.
"Ancestor, it's not surprising you feel that way," the Sixth Elder explained. "Although no such soul beast has appeared before, someone with a martial spirit identical to this creature has appeared in recent years—and he's rather famous."
"Oh, now I remember. Mo Hui—the one hailed as the top genius of the younger generation. His martial spirit looks like that," the patriarch recalled.
"Could it be that Mo Hui killed Xie Erxun? After all, his spirit is a projection-type, which can easily be mistaken for a real soul beast. And most importantly, no one else on the continent has that spirit."
But the Sixth Elder shook his head. "Unlikely. This spirit is called Pidgeot. While rare, spirits reflect things that exist in the real world. It's not impossible for there to be an actual soul beast named Pidgeot."
"I investigated—when Mo Hui participated in the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament three years ago, he was only rank 54. Though strong, it seems unrealistic for him to have reached the level to kill Elder Xie Erxun in just three years."
The room fell silent again.
Indeed, to believe Mo Hui had done it meant admitting he'd reached the Spirit Douluo realm from rank 54 Spirit King in just over three years.
That speed bordered on the impossible. Even the most talented Spirit Masters might only gain two ranks a year after rank 50.
"Whether it was him or not," Lion Douluo sneered, "I'll go find this Mo Hui myself. Then everything will be made clear."
"There's no need to look for me—I'm already here!"
A voice echoed from the sky. The next moment, a massive green wind blade tore through the air, crashing through the Flame Family's meeting room, nearly cleaving it in half as it aimed directly at Lion Douluo.
At that instant, Lion Douluo's instincts kicked in. His hair stood on end as nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—burst forth.
Almost immediately, his body transformed into a towering flame-covered lion. His first six spirit rings lit up.
"Fifth Spirit Skill: Flame Barrier!"
A blazing shield of fire surrounded him.
Boom!!
The colossal wind blade slammed into the Flame Barrier. The resulting shockwave knocked everyone nearby off their feet, slamming them into the walls.
Pfft—
Some weaker ones coughed blood on the spot. If they hadn't all been at least Spirit Emperors, many would've died from the sheer force.
At the center, Lion Douluo was shocked. His Flame Barrier, reinforced by his spirit, was not enough to withstand that wind blade.
Crack—
With a brittle sound, the Flame Barrier shattered like glass.
Luckily, that brief moment of delay was just enough for Lion Douluo to dodge out of the attack range.
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