Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 79 My Lord, Times Have Changed

In the carriage where Nan Fusheng was, almost everyone was injured. Some men were crying for their girlfriends, even though they themselves were covered in bruises.

A child was crying and calling out his father's name. When the soul-guided train overturned, his father did his best to protect him, but he was crushed to death by the train.

An elderly person was calling out their child's name. A woman was holding her child, gently comforting them, even though her legs were bleeding profusely from cuts in the glass.

In an instant, all walks of life unfolded before Nan Fusheng's eyes. However, Nan Fusheng also knew that he could not save these people. There was still a long distance between here and Sun Moon City, and it was too late for either rescue or support.

Not to mention, Nan Fusheng also discovered that an aura was coming this way, an aura filled with blood and evil, which Nan Fusheng could clearly sense.

"Evil Soul Master".

Nan Fusheng uttered these three words softly. The bloody aura was so strong that even though he had never seen it before, it didn't stop him from guessing that this must be an evil soul master.

At the same time, Nan Fusheng could clearly sense that there were several other auras intertwined in the distance. Two of them were similar to Wu Changkong's, while the auras of the other two far surpassed Wu Changkong's.

"Two Soul Saints, two Soul Emperors, they should all be Battle Armor Masters. Three Soul Kings, their auras haven't changed significantly, it's unclear whether they wear Battle Armor. There are also some four-ring Soul Masters."

Nan Fusheng silently calculated the number and strength of the enemies in his mind, while the owner of that aura had already approached Nan Fusheng. His face was like that of a venomous snake, twisted and cunning, as if hiding an abyss of countless malices.

"Yellow, yellow, purple, purple"

He revealed four spirit rings, clearly a four-ring Soul Master. As he revealed his spirit, hair began to grow on his body, four fangs appeared at the corners of his mouth, and sharp claws grew on his hands.

The man looked at the groans of the people on the ground, a twisted smile appearing on his lips. He then walked directly to a man whose lower body was pinned down, and with a sharp claw, pierced through the man's heart.

The man pulled out his heart and then put it directly into his mouth and chewed it. Some passengers who were closest to the man screamed when they saw this.

Seeing one's fellow human beings killed in this way, whenever it happens, will evoke the deepest fear in people's hearts. After hearing the screams of others, the man couldn't help but let out a twisted laugh.

The carnage began, and the passengers who could still walk immediately began to flee for their lives. But how could ordinary people, covered in wounds, possibly outrun a Soul Master?

"Heart-Eating Fox".

Nan Fusheng calmly observed the man and discovered that the man's martial spirit should be an evil soul beast called the Heart-Eating Fox.

Foxes and similar spirit beasts are generally inclined towards spirituality and charm, but the Heart-Eating Fox is a rare exception. Its spiritual attributes are average, but its limbs are extremely well-developed, especially its pair of claws, which are incredibly sharp.

These spirit beasts typically like to eat the heart of their prey after killing it, but they won't eat any other parts of the animal.

The appearance of the man's martial spirit and his current actions undoubtedly proved this point. In particular, Nan Fusheng noticed that the man's blood and qi noticeably increased after each heart he devoured.

It doesn't matter if a person's martial spirit is evil, but if that person adopts an evil cultivation method, then that person is undoubtedly an evil spirit master.

Nan Fusheng took a deep breath, put his hand in his pocket, and quietly moved slowly toward the man, who was devouring his heart. Nan Fusheng was gradually getting closer to him.

"Oh, I didn't expect to catch a Soul Master. My luck is really good."

The man stopped what he was doing, turned around and looked in Nan Fusheng's direction. All those who had just escaped had been killed by the man, leaving behind only passengers who were unable to move.

The passengers all looked desperate, and the man enjoyed the process. He didn't mind playing around with Nan Fusheng, as he sensed that Nan Fusheng's soul power fluctuations weren't strong.

"Looks like there's no way to hide now." Nan Fusheng sighed and walked out openly. The man was even more relieved after seeing Nan Fusheng's appearance; no matter how high the soul power of this brat was, it couldn't be that high.

"Heh, kid, you were probably planning to ambush me from behind, weren't you? But you're too naive. Because of my Martial Soul, I can clearly sense the heartbeats of people around me within a certain distance."

The man looked at Nan Fusheng with a mocking expression, wanting to see his panicked expression. His twisted mind meant that he loved killing genius soul masters and watching their painful expressions before they died.

Unfortunately, Nan Fusheng remained calm. "What is your purpose? Is it simply to carry out a terrorist attack, or do you have other motives?"

"Hmph." Not seeing the fear on the other person's face, the man was somewhat disappointed, but he had no intention of answering Nan Fusheng's question.

After letting out a cold snort, it lunged at Nan Fusheng with both legs, its sharp claws aimed directly at Nan Fusheng's chest, clearly intending to disembowel him.

"Tch." Nan Fusheng couldn't help but click his tongue. As a villain, you're so decisive. Shouldn't you tell me about your evil plan and shock me?

Seeing the evil soul master rushing towards him, Nan Fusheng's face showed a panicked expression, like a novice who rarely experienced combat, and two hundred-year soul rings rose from his feet.

Seeing Nan Fusheng's awkward performance and the two century-old soul rings at his feet, the man's smile became even more perverse.

A child who looked no more than twelve years old, yet a second-ring Soul Master, was already eager to hear Nan Fusheng's wails.

"steal."

When the man was no more than ten meters away from Nan Fusheng, Nan Fusheng still had that panicked expression on his face, but secretly he launched a theft, the target of which was naturally the man's consciousness.

The man who was hit felt his mind go blank. Even Wu Changkong, who was a Soul Emperor, was controlled. How could he, a Soul Master with only four rings, possibly withstand it?

"My lord, times have changed."

These were the last words the man heard before his consciousness went dark.

Meanwhile, outside, Nan Fusheng blew on the soul-guided gun in his hand. This thing is still the best. What era is this? They're still fighting hand-to-hand like traditional soul masters.

Without even a trigger-type soul-guided shield, you're doomed. As for keeping him alive? No need. He's obviously a small fry; how could he possibly know the whole plan?

(End of this chapter)