Ye Yu continually treaded the air, moving in midair, gradually closing in on the flying Soul Emperor.
When the flying Soul Emperor reached his limit at a thousand meters height, he suddenly flew horizontally, preparing to dive down. However, Ye Yu was faster.
Whoosh!
Ye Yu abruptly approached, his leg slashing out like a scythe, slicing a crescent ripple through the air.
Bam!!
The flying Soul Emperor was shocked, his feathers shot out like dense blades, but when they hit Ye Yu, they merely created a string of clings without causing any damage, bouncing off.
With a dull sound, Ye Yu stomped fiercely on the Soul Emperor's back, causing him to plummet rapidly like a meteor.
The leader on the ground jumped up, catching the rapidly falling sixth, yet his arms sank heavily, dragging him down with the fall.
Boom!
He hit the ground, reducing some of the sixth's injuries. However, flipping over to carefully place the sixth down, his face turned ugly upon realizing that although sixth hadn't died, he was severely injured, his face pale, coughing up three mouthfuls of blood.
Thud thud thud...
Ye Yu treaded air, swaying from side to side during his descent.
The leader rose, coldly staring at Ye Yu.
"Brothers, let me handle him alone. Just watch."
"Big brother, let me join. I can still fight."
The third's fighting spirit surged, having absorbed Ye Yu's full-force Triple Strike punch yet still being a level seventy-six Soul Saint in True Martial Soul state; his injuries weren't too severe.
"Alright!"
At this moment, the seventy-eight level Poison Control Soul Saint also wanted to join, his face grim as he couldn't poison Ye Yu.
The second: "Damn, if he didn't restrain me, with me added, he would have been dead long ago."
Ye Yu was immune to seventy percent of poison, and even the thirty percent he wasn't immune to was ineffective due to his strong constitution, thanks to his fourth Soul Ring from the Nine-Sectioned Jade, granting him strong poison resistance.
The Poison Control Soul Saint looked at Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing encased in a poison sphere, surprised that they hadn't collapsed and died but were struggling in the Illusion Realm.
No longer focusing on them, he looked at Ye Yu, since he couldn't poison him, then...
An insidious glint flashed in the Poison Control Soul Saint's eyes, his lips curving into a cold arc.
Ye Yu landed while remaining tense, always ready for action. Though three Soul Emperors and one Support Soul Master were unable to fight, and the Poison Control Soul Saint posed no immediate threat, facing the two before him still represented a life-and-death situation.
Ye Yu's brow furrowed slightly, a tinge of pain showing between his brows.
Ye Yu knew his back bore at least ten shallow blood scratches, the blood oozing out, dyeing his entire back red.
However, these were minor injuries, and with Ye Yu's constitution and robust life energy, this minor injury had no impact on him, only causing a bit of pain.
Ye Yu directly made his move, rushing at full speed towards the third.
"Hmph, do you think I don't exist?"
The leader's expression chilled, with his fifth Soul Ring shining. Instantly, his mantis body expanded to ten meters tall. Simultaneously, his six legs, like blades, also widened and elongated. If the mantis legs were previously like curved knives, now they were akin to the God of Death's scythes.
Ye Yu felt the Soul Douluo's aura sharper than before. Although it's a Beast Martial Soul, it was akin to an Artifact Martial Soul in sharpness; it couldn't match the top Artifact Martial Souls but could rival high-level Artifact Martial Souls.
Undeniably, Davis was ambitious, thoroughly prepared, secretly cultivating his forces, forming a formidable team within the Xingluo Empire, investing considerable effort in recruiting such powerful individuals.
With six Soul Rings shining, his form enlarged, enhancing attack power, sharpness, range, and more.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Green slashes struck again, this time reaching ten meters with a width of one meter and blade width of three centimeters.
As Ye Yu clashed with the third, the leader seized the opportunity to launch slashes so swiftly, making it difficult for Ye Yu, who was much weaker, to dodge, especially since he was restrained by the third.
Initially intending to play with Ye Yu, but with the leader present, he decided not to engage dully but to entangle once more.
"Earth-Splitting Hundred Claws!!"
The third went all out, using the sixth Soul Skill, resembling Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Hundred Claws but with far greater force; each claw glow sliced the air, let alone the hundred claws.
Ye Yu's fists unleashed simultaneously, pounding rapidly at an extreme pace, a frequency not lower than the Earth-Splitting Hundred Claws.
Startled, the third realized that with his own abilities, he could achieve this. He knew it wasn't a Soul Technique but simply Ye Yu's formidable body similar to Body Techniques.
Instantly, Ye Yu's fists were like machine guns, filling the front air with countless fist shadows.
Boom boom boom boom...
Crash crash...
Continuous collisions, explosions rang out, and claw lights shattered incessantly.
Simultaneously, Ye Yu's spiritual power concentrated to the extreme, perceiving even without seeing the rear to evade.
Whoosh!
A slash skimmed past, tearing Ye Yu's left clothes as fierce winds cut him painfully.
The leader behind was shocked, dodging one slash? Completely unseen.
Even the third, facing backwards, could hardly dodge this slash in terms of power and speed.
"This kid, without speed-enhancing Soul Techniques, yet evading through sheer reflex; a testament to his strong mind."
He felt a significant shock internally, knowing accomplishing this was exceedingly difficult.
Ye Yu dodged relying on speed, reflexes, and perception. Sensing attacks, predicting them.
Dodging simultaneously, the slash rushed toward the third in front.
Startled, the third realized Ye Yu managed to dodge one, grateful he'd avoided close combat with Ye Yu, fearing misdirected slashes, thus using long-range attacking Soul Techniques providing reaction time.
Wind beneath the third's feet, he sidestepped, dodging as the slash swept ahead, flying a kilometer before dissipating, bisecting enormous rocks and numerous giant trees cleanly, the incisions like mirror surfaces, furrowing the earth into a straight trench, bisecting the surrounding land.
The third retreated, his arms shaking in pain, fresh blood dribbling from his mouth. The rapid exchanges just now lasted a hundred collisions, naturally affecting him.
Ye Yu's hands also bore hair-thin shallow cuts, fifty crisscrossing scars each hand, with tiny droplets of blood seeping out.
Moreover, the remaining five slashes arrived, each seemingly simultaneous due to extremely short intervals of 0.01 seconds.
For the weak, negligible, but for the strong, a mere 0.01 seconds could accomplish much.
Ye Yu's form twitched, leaving several afterimages as he dodged backwards.
Dodged another, realizing he'd reached his limit.
Suddenly turning, his dragon-like left arm thick as his waist horizontally blocking his front while channeling his mind, the Origin of Evil flowed entirely into his left arm, wrapping it in a cluster of malice.
Seeing this, the shocked leader sneered, "Two slashes dodged in extremity; remarkable. But these four are inevitable, using your strange left arm as a shield? Hmph, even if its defense is stronger, your left arm will be severed!"