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With the sudden appearance of Tang Ni and the others, Pa Te and his group were momentarily stunned. Xiao Lin's sneak attack was something they had begrudgingly accepted—after all, Xiao Lin had truly taken down one of their companions.
But these remaining four people were merely Soul Ancestors. How did they have the audacity to show themselves?
Pa Te swept his gaze across Xiao Lin's entire group.
After brief deliberation, he still chose to deal with Tang Ni. He had absolutely no desire to face the Ultimate Ice radiating from Xiao Lin's body, even though he had originally devised a plan to counter it.
As Pa Te turned and sprinted furiously toward Tang Ni, Bei Te also locked his gaze onto Xiao Lin. Generally speaking, in team battles, Control System Soul Masters countered Power Attack System Soul Masters.
As long as a Control System Soul Master could temporarily restrict the enemy team's Power Attack System Soul Master, their teammates could easily unleash their damage onto the enemy's backline.
This was exactly what Bei Te had in mind.
Of course, a larger reason for his confidence was that he believed his own Martial Soul was completely immune to both fire and ice. Having never directly experienced the elemental attribute attacks of Xiao Lin's Horned Dragon Staff, Bei Te was practically bursting with confidence.
Meanwhile, the final executive, Ang Shi, was left with no choice but to passively target Ye Lingling's small group. Ang Shi had originally been concealing himself on the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Xiao Lin.
But who could have anticipated that the moment Ye Lingling's small group emerged, Ang Shi would immediately develop wicked designs on her? A Support System healing Soul Master daring to expose herself like this was practically a personal insult to Ang Shi.
With his speed and methods of concealment, assassinating a backline support should have been as easy as reaching into a pocket to grab something. Yet, before Ang Shi could even get close to Ye Lingling, a strange halo of light suddenly cascaded over his body.
At that moment, he was still supposed to be invisible on the battlefield. But the instant this bizarre light touched him, his figure was immediately forced out of stealth. Following that, he rushed toward Ye Lingling's three-person group entirely against his own will.
In less than a single second after Ye Lingling and the others appeared, the battlefield instantly shifted from a potential team skirmish into a series of isolated duels. As for how the situation would evolve next, it all depended on how each person handled their respective opponents.
On Xiao Lin's side of the battlefield.
Because Tang Ni and the others had arrived to reinforce him, Xiao Lin's confidence in taking down a Soul Emperor in a one-on-one fight soared. Looking at Bei Te in front of him, golden flames ignited within Xiao Lin's eyes.
In the next split second, completely disregarding any notions of martial etiquette, Xiao Lin instantly activated four soul skills in rapid succession.
As four soul rings—one yellow, two purple, and one black—flashed into existence, a blindingly bright blue lightning erupted from Xiao Lin's body once more.
"Humph, using the exact same trick twice won't work on me!"
The corners of Bei Te's mouth curled upward, causing his grizzled gray beard to twitch.
He closed his eyes tightly and raised his right hand high.
His Martial Soul, the Guardian Snake Vine, instantly slithered and coiled around his entire body. In the next instant, two yellow, three purple, and one black soul ring flared to life over the emerald-green Guardian Snake Vine.
Before Xiao Lin could even close the distance, the Guardian Snake Vine suddenly expanded several times its original size. In a flash, it transformed into a massive, towering coiled serpent dozens of meters long.
A dangerous purple glow flashed within the giant serpent's eyes. Out of sheer curiosity, Xiao Lin glanced into the creature's eyes, and a moment later, he felt his body grow sluggish.
The sudden heaviness in his limbs caused his speed to drop drastically.
"Fifth Soul Skill: Death Stare!"
Seeing Xiao Lin's speed plummet, Bei Te shouted the name of his fifth soul skill in triumph.
This Death Stare could not actually cause an opponent's instant death. Instead, anyone struck by the Death Stare would suffer from severely delayed bodily reflexes and greatly intensified sensations of pain.
To put it into perspective, if the enemy had been any other ordinary Soul Master instead of Xiao Lin, being struck by Bei Te's skill wouldn't just result in a major drop in speed—they would have been completely frozen in place.
Furthermore, merely moving a muscle would cause that Soul Master to feel a piercing pain like thousands of needles. If they actually sustained an injury, the agony would be no different from being subjected to the tortures of hell.
Seeing Xiao Lin fall for his trick, Bei Te waved his hand dismissively.
The massive, emerald-green Guardian Snake Vine detached from his body and slithered directly toward Xiao Lin. Its speed was so incredible that Xiao Lin couldn't react in time to defend himself, allowing the giant serpent to close the distance instantly.
It wrapped itself tightly around him, binding him in a death grip.
The immense, crushing force of the constriction made it nearly impossible for Xiao Lin to breathe. Within moments, the Horned Dragon Staff slipped from his weakened grip and fell to the ground.
"Humph, a mere Soul Ancestor. Did you really think you were invincible just because you managed to assassinate Bu Luo Ke?" Bei Te sneered, his voice dripping with disdain as he openly mocked his opponent.
"Control System Soul Masters naturally counter Power Attack System Soul Masters. What's more, my Guardian Snake Vine perfectly counters your elemental attributes."
Soon, a flush of excitement crept onto Bei Te's old face. He had thought the boss had given him some incredibly difficult task, but turned out it was just this?
However, in the very next second, Bei Te's face turned completely blood-red.
It wasn't just his face—every corner of his body was affected as an agonizing pain instantly ripped through every cell. His cloudy, aged eyes suddenly snapped wide open, flashing with absolute torment as bloodshot veins filled his eyeballs.
"Ahhhh!"
"This is impossible!"
A look of sheer disbelief flashed across Bei Te's face, though it was quickly swallowed by waves of agony.
He couldn't comprehend how the Far North had suddenly become his burial ground. His own Martial Soul was subjecting him to an unprecedented backlash, inflicting an unparalleled amount of pain.
Just as Bei Te tried to look closer to see what was happening, he noticed that golden light was leaking through the gaps where his Guardian Snake Vine was tightly constricting Xiao Lin.
It was that brat's golden flame.
Bei Te was already so twisted by pain that he couldn't even utter a word, but the moment the golden light pierced through, he realized exactly what was going on.
Ultimate Fire?!
Bei Te's face was filled with pure horror!
Someone with Ultimate Fire came to the Far North to hunt for soul rings?!
For a moment, Bei Te's mind was filled with nothing but profanities cursing Xiao Lin.
Before long, he didn't even have the strength left to curse in his mind. He collapsed to the ground, his entire body slowly curling into a fetal position. This was because his Martial Soul, the Guardian Snake Vine, had burst into violent flames the moment it touched the golden fire.
It was like pouring gasoline onto a roaring bonfire.
The Guardian Snake Vine was reduced to ashes in an instant, and the blazing inferno illuminated the area brighter than the auroras in the sky. Because of the heavy backlash from his destroyed Martial Soul, Bei Te's body felt as though it had been thrown directly into a vat of boiling oil.
Against the extreme, scorching heat, an ordinary Control System Soul Master like him didn't stand a ghost of a chance. After collapsed on the ground and exhaling a final, ragged puff of scalding air, Bei Te no longer had the strength to draw another breath.
"This is the first time I've ever seen a Soul Master choose their soul rings like this. Are you a disciple of Yu Xiaogang?"
Xiao Lin calmly walked out from the fading flames, picking up his Horned Dragon Staff as he muttered a complaint.
However, he quickly shook his head, refuting his own words. Even Yu Xiaogang wouldn't be this stupid. This guy clearly saw him using golden flames, yet he still chose to use a plant-type Martial Soul to bind him.
Looking at the Soul Emperor who had just died a hideous, agonizing death before him, Xiao Lin once again realized why Yu Xiaogang was famously ridiculed as a pseudo-"Grandmaster."
The Soul Masters of the older generation really had garbage soul skills!
Did they choose them entirely based on luck?
In the next second, Xiao Lin dismissed these pointless thoughts, turned around, and charged straight toward Tang Ni's battlefield.
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