Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 30 Look behind you!

Startled, Liu Jin instinctively dodged to the side, only to find himself surrounded by surging waves that had appeared out of nowhere.

There's no escaping it.

With a gritted teeth, five spirit rings—two yellow and three purple—rose up, emitting layers of black mist.

At the same time, before the golden spear had even landed, it suddenly unfurled its shaft in mid-air.

The dazzling golden light condensed at the tip of the spear pierced the gloom within the abandoned factory, dispersing the black mist surrounding Liu Jin caused by the Corrupting Bone Scythe. The eerie green light on the scythe blade dimmed instantly under the brilliant golden light.

Nearly.

With no way out, Liu Jin desperately lashed out with his scythe, but it couldn't stop the spear tip in the slightest.

The Holy Lance fell like a meteor, smashing straight down on Liu Jin.

The gun trembled, and instantly several golden ripples spread out from the Holy Gun as the center. Liu Jin felt as if he was suppressed by a mountain-like pressure.

His hunched body was pinned to the spot, and his fingers, gripping the bone-rotting sickle, trembled slightly.

He roared as he activated his martial spirit, and the black chains on the Corrupting Bone Scythe shot out like venomous snakes.

However, the moment it touched the golden light, it emitted a sizzling sound and instantly melted into black mist.

"What the hell is this?!"

Liu Jin's eyes were filled with disbelief, followed by decisiveness. He prepared to go all in, exhausting his power to fully activate the Corrupting Bone Scythe, attempting to corrupt the light spear with evil power.

But as soon as the evil power touched the golden light wrapped around the gun, it crumbled like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, and even his martial soul body felt a tearing pain.

Su Qiu then leaped down through the hole in the ceiling.

He looked down at the evil spirit master.

With a wave of his hand, the holy spear that had pinned the opponent instantly soared into the air, transforming into a stream of light and returning to Su Qiu's hand.

With a slight downward pressure, the spear tip precisely pressed against the opponent's throat. A golden light flowed into the opponent's body, instantly suppressing all his soul power. The Corrupting Bone Scythe became a distorted phantom before finally dissipating.

Liu Jin suddenly collapsed to the ground, his already hunched back completely giving way.

Once the evil spirit master is discovered and defeated, death is the only way out.

"No, why should I!" he suddenly roared hoarsely, veins bulging.

The next moment, due to his violent movement, the golden light from the spear tip pierced his skin, drawing out a trickle of blood. This calmed him down a bit more.

He stared intently at Su Qiu: "Just because of that damned spirit, just because of that damned Martial Soul mutation! Everyone has changed! The teachers who used to fawn over me no longer pay attention to me, and my classmates who used to cultivate with me are all avoiding me! Even my mother..."

When his mother was mentioned, his voice suddenly trembled, and most of his previous fierceness dissipated, replaced by a near-collapse sob.

"I didn't want to. I just want to become stronger! I just want to shut up those who look down on me! They forced me into this first!"

"I was about to rise to power, I had clearly found the path to strength."

"Why are you here now to judge me!"

Liu Jin kept complaining.

Su Qiu didn't hear a word Su Qiu said.

He frowned slightly, wondering, "This is a Soul King? How can it be so weak?"

Soul King, Evil Soul Master. Those names sound incredibly powerful, considering he's only a Soul Venerable.

The sparring session with Wu Changkong made Su Qiu realize that battles against high-level Soul Masters should not be dragged out for too long.

Su Qiu's biggest weakness right now is his insufficient soul power. So he had been hiding nearby, waiting for his opponent to reveal a weakness.

Taking advantage of the location being on the coast, where the power of the water element is extremely strong, he decisively threw the Holy Lance with all his might.

After firing the Holy Lance, Su Qiu didn't give up hiding; he planned to deliver another ruthless blow from the shadows.

As a result, the evil spirit master was killed with a single shot?
Liu Jin was still talking, which annoyed Su Qiu. She picked at her ear and said impatiently, "What are you babbling about?"

He took a step back, brandishing his holy spear, causing the water surrounding them to swirl rapidly, moving with the spear.

The water surged and converged, transforming into a water dragon that shot skyward.

When the dragon's head soared into the sky, it directly swept Liu Jin into the air.

Before he could recover from the excruciating pain, he saw the dragon's jaws wide open, and a powerful water dragon lunged at him. He only had time to utter half a cry of alarm before the water dragon swallowed him whole.

As the dragon coiled, the water, carrying immense power, swept over it, and Liu Jin's roars and the sound of shattering were muffled inside the water dragon's belly.

In an instant, the water dragon swooped down and landed, its body disintegrating into countless water droplets.

He could have taken it out with a single shot, but Su Qiu thought it would be cooler to finish it off this way.

If this evil spirit master is strong enough to dodge the water dragon's first attack, Su Qiu can also easily counter with a Dragon Head Raising move.

At that moment, a dark purple sheet of paper fell to the ground.

Su Qiu reached out and grabbed it, glancing at it briefly.

"The method of blood sacrifice."

At that moment, he recalled the various schemes the Holy Spirit Cult had secretly plotted in the original work.

"Not enough to worry about."

Su Qiu was confident. What Holy Spirit Cult, what conspiracy? In the future, he'd simply kick them to death.

Turning her head to look at the boy who had already woken up and was standing there dumbfounded in the distance, Su Qiu reminded him, "Be careful when you travel alone. Try to go to places with lots of people."

The boy seemed to realize he was scared and turned to flee in panic.

wrong!

A chill ran through me.

Su Qiu suddenly turned around.

A figure stood in the shadows at the corner of the wall.

"Impressive, impressive! You're the most talented Soul Master I've ever seen." The man clapped as he slowly stepped out of the shadows. His face was obscured by the moonlight.

Su Qiu looked up and stared at the figure emerging from the shadows. The person was tall and wore a black cloak with the hood pulled down so low that only the curve of the jawline could be seen.

The clapping gesture carried a deliberate nonchalance. It was a display of confidence in controlling the situation.

"Then, could you please return what you have to me?" the figure asked earnestly. "I lent it to him; could you give it back to me?"

"He" naturally refers to Liu Jin.

There was no answer. Su Qiu remained silent, sensing an unprecedented warning.

Beneath the other party's casual words lay a frenzied killing intent.

The shadowy figure wasn't in a hurry, observing Su Qiu with great interest.

After a long silence, Su Qiu's voice was calm: "It's just a Soul King. Does he need you to keep an eye on him all the time?"

Clearly, the person on the other side was monitoring Liu Jin at all times.

“Interesting.” The figure paused, then a laugh escaped from under the hood: “Good temperament, able to remain calm.”

"What a pity, a talent cut short by fate. You're going to die today." He took a step forward, and the surrounding air suddenly turned cold, the shadows in the abandoned factory suddenly twisting as if they were alive.

To the surprise of the shadowy figure, Su Qiu showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, she smirked and asked, "Why don't you look behind you?"

Behind me?
A flicker of doubt crossed my mind, followed by overwhelming fear.

The shadowy figure turned around, only to find nothing in front of it.

No, it's on top!

He looked up, and the moon in the night sky had dimmed slightly.

No, that's not the moon!
The moon had somehow transformed into an eye, the eye of a dragon-bird.

Those eyes took in everything under the sky.

The moment the shadowy figure looked at it, a mocking glint appeared in its eyes, and its pupils narrowed, locking onto the shadowy figure.

Freeze in place.

The shadowy figure dared not move an inch.

(End of this chapter)