Douluo: Two brothers in douluo (completed)

In truth, Dai Mubai didn't need to use his self martial soul fusion technique to deal with Tang Xiao and the others. He simply wanted to end the battle quickly.

Wielding the Reaper's Scythe, his form underwent another subtle transformation. His figure became enshrouded in gray currents, and everything in his path withered and crumbled.

With the combination of his self martial soul fusion technique, the Unbreakable Diamond Body, and the Reaper's Scythe, Dai Mubai's strength momentarily reached a divine level.

Even if a true god descended, as long as Dai Mubai maintained this state, they might not be able to defeat him.

Tang Xiao and the five Clear Sky Sect elders, standing not far from him, couldn't suppress the instinctive fear gripping their bodies. They trembled uncontrollably.

Dai Mubai wasn't a god, but at this moment, his aura radiated divine-level pressure.

Although these men had never encountered a god, their biological instincts didn't lie.

Lieyang Douluo: "Fight with everything we've got! He won't spare us!"

It was the weakest among them, Lieyang Douluo, who roared this desperate cry, snapping everyone out of their daze.

Indeed, this was a battle for their sect's survival. Whoever had the bigger fist dictated the rules. Dai Mubai's "fist" was enormous—there was no chance he'd let them live.

"Martial Soul Avatars!" ×6

In an instant, all six unleashed their ultimate survival skill—Martial Soul Avatars.

Typically, soul masters above the Soul Sage level would rarely use their Martial Soul Avatars lightly. It was their trump card for survival.

For Titled Douluo, while the backlash from using Martial Soul Avatars was minimal, the cooldown time was significant. If they encountered another powerful enemy during this period, it could spell disaster.

Six mountain-sized Clear Sky Hammers manifested simultaneously.

Instead of using their strongest ninth soul skills, they opted for a combination technique.

Though not as powerful as a martial soul fusion technique, a combination technique was far stronger than using a ninth soul skill individually.

The six formed their battle formation and launched their combination attack. Even Golden Crocodile Douluo, a 98th-level powerhouse, couldn't help but pale at this display of power.

Golden Crocodile Douluo (thinking): "So this is the Clear Sky Sect's hidden strength!"

If he were to block this attack head-on, even he might sustain injuries.

The difference between levels 96 and 98 was immense unless Tang Xiao could break through to level 97.

Six enormous Clear Sky Hammers hurtled toward Dai Mubai, who merely smirked and showed no sign of preparing to defend.

"Boom!"

The attack, which even made Golden Crocodile Douluo's face change, was blocked effortlessly by Dai Mubai's single hand.

Dai Mubai: "Is this all you've got? Today, there will be no escaping judgment."

He sneered.

The six attackers stared in horror, as if confronted by their worst nightmare. That attack had been their full strength!

Dai Mubai: "With just a slight effort, I've already reached your limits."

Wielding the Reaper's Scythe, Dai Mubai swung it against the six Clear Sky Hammers. The scythe sliced through them as if they were tofu, effortlessly shattering them into twelve pieces.

"Pfft…" ×6

With their martial souls devastated—or rather, shattered—Tang Xiao and the five elders spat blood simultaneously. Their auras plummeted instantly.

Lieyang Douluo: "No… impossible!"

Lieyang Douluo couldn't accept this outcome.

This was the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one tool martial soul in the world!

And yet, it had been split in two by a single weapon, as easily as cutting tofu.

This was unheard of, even in legends.

Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others: "Hiss…"

Golden Crocodile, Qianjun, Jiangmo, and Chen Xin all gasped audibly.

Chen Xin glanced at his Seven Kill Sword beneath him, his thoughts swirling. If the Clear Sky Hammer couldn't withstand a single strike from that scythe, how could his Seven Kill Sword fare any better?

The four exchanged grim looks.

"So this is the power of a divine weapon?"

The disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, watching from afar, were already numb with shock.

Six Titled Douluo—all wielders of the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul—had fallen so easily.

Their martial souls couldn't even withstand a single strike.

The disciples couldn't help but wonder—what if that attack had been aimed at their bodies? The mere thought was too terrifying to entertain.

With their martial souls shattered, Tang Xiao and the others were now lambs awaiting slaughter, completely incapable of resistance.

Dai Mubai: "Any last words?"

He asked coldly.

As a "villain," he knew he shouldn't waste time talking. Executing them was the pragmatic choice.

But these weren't destined "chosen ones."

Lieyang Douluo: "Kill us or flay us—do as you wish! We've lost, and that's that!"

Lieyang Douluo (shouting): "We of the Clear Sky Sect do not fear death!"

Everyone else: "…"

"That's just you! We still want to live!"

The others felt like crying. They wanted to plead for their lives, but Lieyang Douluo's outburst left them speechless.

Dai Mubai: "Very well."

Without further ado, Dai Mubai appeared before Lieyang Douluo in an instant and swung the Reaper's Scythe.

In a flash, Lieyang Douluo was split into two, his body rapidly absorbed by the gray currents before vanishing entirely—not even ash remained.

Dai Mubai paused, momentarily stunned by the scythe's terrifying power.

"The Reaper's Scythe is truly horrifying," he mused. He had intended to leave Lieyang Douluo's corpse intact, but the scythe had turned him into nothingness with a single stroke.

As he gripped the scythe, Dai Mubai noticed his soul power had surged—pure and refined. His level had jumped from 85 to 87 in an instant.

"…"

This rapid advancement surpassed even the absorption of spirit bones like the Eight Spider Lances.

Thankfully, no one noticed his breakthrough in this state.

Dai Mubai (thinking): "Am I the Holy Spirit Cult's leader, the ancestor of evil soul masters myself?"

He sighed inwardly but quickly dismissed the thought. Now wasn't the time for reflection.

There were still five more Titled Douluo to harvest.

As time passed, Tang Xiao and the five elders vanished one after another, their souls absorbed by Dai Mubai.

At that moment, his soul power level soared to 90.

Though he hadn't yet obtained a soul ring, his precise level remained unclear.

The disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, witnessing the demise of their strongest members, fell into a state of despair.

Some of the more resolute individuals, like Tang Long, Tang Xiao's adoptive son, chose to take their own lives on the spot.

Dai Mubai had no intention of slaughtering the disciples, but with their leaders dead, they saw no hope.

"Better to die than to live in disgrace…"

(Chapter End)

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