In Douluo, there is a way to die.

Chapter 112: I don’t have the right to choose between heaven and hell, only the fate of being chosen!
The oil lamp fell to the ground, and the faint light revealed the person coming. It was a tall man wearing night clothes and a veil on his face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

And behind him, on the branches of the trees, in the bushes, behind the rocks, and in the shadows, one figure after another appeared.

"Auntie Owl!" Zhu Zhuqing exclaimed, her voice very obvious in the silent night, waking up the people camping in tents nearby. Oil lamps were lit one after another, and the light appeared one after another around, gradually dispelling the ominous darkness.

But Zhu Zhuqing's uneasiness did not fade away. Two yellow soul rings rose under her feet, floating on her back, one on the left and one on the right. Her long cat tail was stretched straight behind her hips, and sharp claws appeared on the fingertips of her hands. She lowered her body, ready to explode at any time, causing some bigger noise to wake up the sleeping people in the brigade.

"Boss, everyone else is awake. What should we brothers do?" Behind the leading man in black, a dark shadow came forward, waiting for instructions.

"Kill them all. They're either civilians or Spirit Hall members. Just let them die. Don't let the news leak out," the man in black sneered, then looked at Zhu Zhuqing. "Blame yourself, Second Miss. They should have died painlessly in their sleep. Now, because of you, they have to face death while awake!"

"Nonsense!" Behind Zhu Zhuqing, the first soul ring lit up, and then she suddenly jumped up, with her palms and five fingers together, forming a hand knife shape, and stabbed towards the man in black.

Even though she knew she was no match for her opponent, she still had to make some noise to alert more people in the brigade.

The first soul skill: Nether Stab: Speed ​​+100%, and strengthen and extend the claws to increase the attack distance and attack range!
"Tsk tsk tsk." Facing Zhu Zhuqing, who was so close and fast, the man in black could actually shake his head while stepping over Lin Xiaole's "corpse". He then raised his leg and kicked Zhu Zhuqing in the abdomen with great force. "You are overestimating your own abilities."

Zhu Zhuqing's body suddenly bent, and her whole body became a "bow" shape. Her pupils suddenly contracted, and her consciousness almost flew out of her body. Saliva also spit out from her open mouth due to the unbearable pressure on her abdomen. Her whole body flew backwards at an even faster speed like a cannonball, and hit the parked empty carriage heavily, even causing the carriage to overturn.

Yellow, purple, purple, purple. When Zhu Zhuqing regained consciousness and she held onto the carriage and struggled to get up, what caught her eyes were the soul rings rising one after another behind the other person.

It's a Soul King! Despair appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's face. She looked around and found that most of the other attackers were also Soul Masters with the cultivation level of Soul Sect. They were simply not something that the Soul Venerables and Great Soul Masters of the guard team could resist.

After all, soul masters in this era are a minority. Among a population of at least 80 million, there are only more than soul masters, and their average strength is generally at the level of Soul Master. Even the most elite force carefully selected by the Spirit Hall - the "Angel Legion" composed entirely of flying spirit masters, more than % of its members are only at the level of Soul Master.

Under normal circumstances, no one would be so blind as to rob the brigade just because it had the Spirit Hall emblem printed on it. Even if a stubborn soul master bandit appeared, he would at most be a Soul Master. A team of guards composed of Soul Masters and Great Soul Masters would be enough to protect the brigade.

Being attacked by Soul Kings like this is a rare case. You should know that the total number of Soul Kings in the entire continent does not exceed five thousand!
This also means that the other party has a clear goal and is well prepared. When encountering such a situation, it is likely that there is some game conflict between major forces. Generally speaking, the little people affected can only consider themselves unlucky and pray for a good rebirth in the next life.

...Sister, are you going to kill us all?

Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth. When she was still in the Zhu family, she was treated like a punching bag by Zhu Zhuyun. She was beaten black and blue by Zhu Zhuyun time and time again. If it were not for the Xingluo royal family's rule that before the duel at the age of 25, the life of another candidate must not be harmed, she would have died in the clan long ago.

No matter how hard she tried, she could not overcome the seven-year gap in cultivation time and catch up with Zhu Zhuyun. By the time Davis was 25 years old and found Dai Mubai, it would be her death.

Zhu Zhuqing was unwilling to let her life end like this. In the Zhu family, she had no way out but death. Only the outside world could give her a glimmer of hope. She also wanted to live. As long as there was a possibility of survival, no matter how low it was, she would not let it go, as long as it was not zero.

"What a pity, Second Miss," the man in black walked slowly to Zhu Zhuqing, his expression as if he was strolling leisurely. "It was just one step away from you escaping to the Heaven Dou Empire. Are you going to find the coward who abandoned you? Instead of enjoying the rest of your life in your clan, you have to torture yourself? Is this your choice?"

Davis is six years older than Dai Mubai and nine years older than Zhu Zhuqing. He is already twenty-one years old this year. In other words, Zhu Zhuqing only has four years left to live a good life.

"A mere four years, Second Miss. Neither you nor that coward would have been able to stir up any waves," the man in black said in a cold, mocking voice. "Rather than suffering through these last four years and ultimately facing an unchanged ending, it would have been better to enjoy wealth and glory in your final days. It's a shame, you made the worst choice."

After all, dying outside is considered an "accidental death" and does not violate the rules of the Xingluo royal family that have been in place for thousands of years.

Listening to his sarcastic words, Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth from the force.

Whether to stay in the Zhu family and wait for death, or escape to the Tiandou Empire and look for Dai Mubai, these were not the choices she wanted, but she had to choose one of the two options.

These were the two options that the Xingluo royal family had already decided for her. She was forced to choose one of them. There was no chance for her to express her own thoughts, and no one cared because she was a weak person.

The Netherworld Spirit Cat is only at the seventh level of innate cultivation, and has nine years less time to practice. There are only four years left. What can it do?

"I don't have the right to choose between heaven and hell," Zhu Zhuqing laughed miserably, clutching her abdomen as she stood up tremblingly. She gathered soul power in her palms again, forming palm blades once again. She stared at the man in black with incomparable misery and despair, "It's my fate to be chosen!"

"..." The man in black was visibly stunned for a moment, then covered his forehead and laughed heartily. "What an interesting statement! You're right, but who says you're a weakling? Just like the people in this brigade who died because of you, the weak don't have the chance to decide their own fate. Second Miss, I'll probably never forget you!"

"Don't worry, Second Miss. My skills are among the top ten in the clan," the man in black suddenly stopped mocking, his tone suddenly becoming cold. His right hand also formed a palm knife shape and stabbed fiercely towards Zhu Zhuqing's heart. "I will let you leave this world without pain."

...So fast! Too late...!!

Zhu Zhuqing's face changed drastically. Both of them were Nether Spirit Cat Soul Masters, but the opponent's cultivation level was above level 50 Soul King. His speed was far beyond hers, and his combat experience was even richer than hers. He was fast, accurate, and ruthless!
She could only see the opponent's arm turned into a shadow, and she didn't even have time to defend herself.

...Is this the end? My life is so short... I'm so unwilling... I haven't made up my mind yet...

Time seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment, as if everything had slowed down. Zhu Zhuqing could hear the violent beating of her own heart and her rapid breathing. She could also clearly see that the sharp palm was about to pierce her still beating heart, but she could do nothing about it. Her eardrums buzzed, and she could only quietly wait for death to come.

Just as the man in black got close to Zhu Zhuqing, no one noticed that pieces of blue silver grass leaves with golden patterns, as black as jade, had wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing's waist at some point.

……Um? !
The man in black suddenly pounced but missed.

…What’s going on?!
...No, why is it so quiet?! He quickly looked around and was shocked to find that everyone he brought with him was covered from head to toe in a layer of transparent blue crystal, transformed into statues that stood throughout the brigade's camp.

Not far away, a girl who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, tall, with long blue hair draped behind her, raised her right hand. Her pair of dark eyes emitted a faint lavender light in the dark night, staring at him coldly.

On her right hand, strange blue silver grass leaves stretched out, and the other end wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing's waist, pulling her to her side and holding her in her arms.

I don’t know if what I practiced can be considered a self-created soul skill, but at least I have mastered it - Blue Silver Entanglement, hey!

After escaping from danger, the blood concentrated in the brain suddenly relaxed. Zhu Zhuqing let out a long breath, only to feel dizzy for a while and couldn't recover.

Her limbs felt weak and she had no strength. She instinctively wanted to find something to lean on, so she subconsciously leaned on Yin Lan and fell limply into Yin Lan's arms. Thanks to Yin Lan holding her, she didn't make a fool of herself by falling on all fours.

"...Uh, beauty, so proactive?" Yin Lan looked down at Zhu Zhuqing in surprise and couldn't help but complain.

Zhu Zhuqing only then realized what she had done. Her heart was beating wildly and her little face flushed with shame. She quickly tried to get out of Yin Lan's arms, but the more anxious she was, the less strength she felt in her limbs. She had just escaped death and her body was a little out of control.

"Xiaoqing, let me support you." A familiar voice sounded behind Yin Lan. Zhu Zhuqing shivered with fright, and her cat tail stood straight up. She quickly turned around and saw that it was Lin Xiaole, whose neck had been twisted a full 180 degrees.

Not only Lin Xiaole, but everyone in the brigade was now behind Yin Lan, with pieces of strange blue silver grass leaves wrapped around their waists.

"Auntie Owl," Zhu Zhuqing stammered, "Are you...are you a human or a ghost now?!"

"..." It's over. This child was probably really scared silly by the attacker. She even forgot that her martial soul was an owl. Let alone turning an owl's head 180 degrees, she could even turn her head 360 degrees. Lin Xiaole took Zhu Zhuqing from Yin Lan's arms speechlessly and supported her as they retreated.

After being ambushed by the man in black, she lay on the ground pretending to be dead. She wanted to find an opportunity to use her second soul skill "sound waves" to wake up everyone in the brigade. However, before she found the chance to do so, she was dragged away by Yin Lan using the Blue Silver Emperor.

Feeling the softness in his arms leaving, Yin Lan rubbed the shoulder that had been pressed by Zhu Zhuqing, then clenched his fist, making a series of crisp "crackling" sounds, and looked at the man in black with a smile.

...Whenever she smiles, someone will be in trouble. Bai Chenxiang had already summed up the pattern of Yin Lan's micro-expressions. She smiled like this when she was in the clan before. Then she scolded the four major clans with single attributes one by one, and then Titan was kicked out.

"You're so bold! You dare to hit my people? And you even said, 'Anyway, the people in the brigade are either civilians or people from the Spirit Hall, so they can die at will', you're so arrogant?" With every word Yin Lan said, the nearby blue silver grass leaves would lightly poke the attacker who had turned into a blue crystal statue. With just such a light poke, the "blue crystal statue" and the person wrapped inside shattered into countless pieces, falling to the ground in pieces, deader than dead.

After Yin Lan finished speaking, all the attackers present, except for the Soul King in black who was still there, turned into fragments on the ground, making everyone's eyelids twitch.

...What a strange and terrifying ability, what is this?!

The face of the man in black under the mask was full of horror, and his eyes were filled with fear.

The Crystal Bear's left metacarpal bone comes with the soul skill Crystallization: wherever it attacks, crystals will form and turn into crystals. It only needs to make a second attack, and the crystals and the parts wrapped inside will be directly shattered!

There are only two ways to avoid crystallization. The strong can use soul power to resist and eliminate crystallization in advance, while the weak can only cut off the attacked area to prevent the spread of crystallization.

Yin Lan is now a Soul Sage with two soul cores. It is simply a pipe dream for a group of Soul Sect members to resist the spread of crystallization. However, they are unaware of the lethality of the crystallization and did not immediately remove the place where the crystallization was formed, so naturally they ended up being wiped out.

"A bunch of poor bastards, without even a soul bone," Yin Lan commented sharply, folding his arms across his chest and fixing his gaze on the man in black. "What about you?"

Cold sweat slid down the black-clad man's cheeks, wetting his mask. His throat moved slightly and he swallowed.

...is a strong man!
...Even in the short few minutes when he was talking with Zhu Zhuqing, he killed other people silently. This kind of existence was simply not something he could fight against!

The first and fifth soul rings behind him lit up. These were his amplification soul skills. The Zhu family's Netherworld Cat martial soul was originally an agile attack type martial soul that was good at speed. With the help of the amplification, he might be able to escape!
pat.

He took a step back.

However, a golden light that was almost invisible to the naked eye also flashed across his vision at the same time.

Yin Lan lowered his slightly raised right index finger.

Starting from the waist, the man in black separated into upper and lower parts. His lower body still maintained a standing posture, but his upper body fell backwards and fell to the ground. The intense pain had already exceeded the threshold he could bear, and he lay on the ground with a throat-breaking scream.

The right metacarpal bone of the Dark Gold Terror Claw comes with the soul skill: Dark Gold Terror Claw!

"I'm sorry, my skills aren't that great," Yin Lan said, still folding his arms across his chest. He looked down at his miserable condition with a wicked smile, his tone filled with mockery. "So you'll probably die a very painful death."

"However," a large amount of blue silver grass leaves tore open the black-clothed man's mask and poured into his mouth, blocking his wailing, "you should have no objection."

"...Who told you to be weak? Weak people don't have the chance to decide their own fate."

(End of this chapter)