The Black-robed Bishop's face was grim. Although Ye Yu's strength wasn't sufficient to pose a threat to him, he couldn't resolve Ye Yu quickly either, and he felt that once Tang San and that Soul Beast were safely away, Ye Yu could easily retreat.
Despite being in a disadvantageous position, Ye Yu became more resilient under the Invincible Domain, while the Black-robed Bishop accumulated injuries due to reflective damage.
Suddenly, as Ye Yu swept behind the Black-robed Bishop, a hand unexpectedly reached out from the shadow on the ground beneath the bishop and directly grabbed his left foot.
Ye Yu's expression changed dramatically, taken by surprise.
The hand squeezed hard, and even with Ye Yu's robust constitution, the power was so terrifying that his ankle snapped with a crack.
Ye Yu furrowed his brow, wielding the Invincible heavily downwards to strike at the emerging hand.
However, as it smashed into the ground, the hand had already disappeared, retracting back into the shadow.
Ye Yu retreated quickly, frown deepening. What was going on?
Ye Yu used his First Soul Skill to heal, recovering from the injuries sustained from the battle with the Black-robed Bishop and his fractured left foot.
The opponent knew that his right leg had a Soul Bone over a hundred thousand years old, so they targeted his left foot.
"It's truly tough. Originally, I thought I could cripple your left leg, but it only fractured. As expected of the Child of Apocalypse, your physical strength is formidable."
A chilling and hoarse voice sounded. From the shadow of the Black-robed Bishop, a person in white robes emerged.
The white-robed man appeared to be in his seventies, with a sinister face, surrounded by nine rhythmic Soul Rings.
Ye Yu frowned, yet another Titled Douluo, and this one's aura was even stronger than the Black-robed and Red-robed Bishops.
According to what Ye Yu knew, the Martial Soul Hall had around a dozen Titled Douluo. Qian Daoliu, the Great Tributor Honored Guest Elder, also the Great Elder. Then there were the other six elders, in gold, blue, purple, white, black, and red robes. They held positions as both Elders and Bishops. And then there were Bibi Dong, Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and others.
Ye Yu hadn't expected that to capture Xiao Wu, the Martial Soul Hall would dispatch five Titled Douluo. This was also because the Soul Hunting Operations were delayed, allowing them enough personnel to handle the situation.
Ye Yu estimated that this white-robed bishop was probably at the ninety-third level, and as for his Martial Soul, it was quite rare and bizarre.
This elder truly was the white-robed bishop of the Martial Soul Hall, a ninety-three strong attack type with the Martial Soul Shadow Ghost, or rather, his Martial Soul was his shadow.
During the Soul Master Tournament, there had been a Martial Soul that was the person's own shadow, but this Shadow Ghost was the pinnacle among shadow-type Martial Souls.
"Reflection!"
The sixth Soul Ring on the white-robed bishop shone, and immediately, an astonishing scene unfolded for Ye Yu. Originally retreating far away, Tang San and Xiao Wu suddenly appeared here.
Ye Yu's brow furrowed, surprised to find that it was because the shadow in that area had been casted here, which caused Tang San and Xiao Wu to emerge from it, only to return to their original positions.
It could be said that this Shadow Ghost Martial Soul was indeed very bizarre.
"Shadow Gathering!"
The white-robed bishop's eighth Soul Ring gleamed, causing figures to surge out from his shadow, and Ye Yu's brow furrowed. A total of fifteen people emerged, all being Soul Saints.
After their appearance, these fifteen people, along with the other seven Soul Saints, retreated to a distant spot outside of Ye Yu's Slaying God Domain, encircling Tang San and Xiao Wu instead.
Ye Yu's expression grew grim as the appearance of this Titled Douluo instantly made the situation perilous once more.
The Shadow Ghost, capable of concealing itself in the target's shadow, of course, concealing in a companion's shadow because hiding in a shadow would be discovered, but a companion naturally wouldn't reveal it. It could also let others hide within its own shadow.
The white-robed bishop used his True Martial Soul, and the shadow remarkably formed an independent entity identical to him, merging with the two and strengthening the white-robed bishop's aura.
Without any weapons, relying solely on himself, even his own being had become a Martial Soul.
Ye Yu stepped on Moon Step, moving in the air, and the white-robed bishop sneered: "You've already guessed my Martial Soul's ability, flying into the air immediately. Quick reaction, but ultimately, you cannot escape death."
Knowing the Apocalypse Black Dragon couldn't appear, he no longer held back, unleashing his full strength.
The white-robed bishop charged forward, joining forces with the black-robed bishop to attack, placing Ye Yu under immense pressure.
Level sixty-eight, facing one at level ninety-two and another at ninety-three, something unprecedented.
The white-robed bishop's aura was like a mountain pressing down; Ye Yu's right hand wielded the Invincible against the Bloodthirsty Spear, while his left arm, fully Dragon Claw-ed Dragon Arm, attacked the fist hurled by the white-robed bishop.
Boom!!
Two deafening booms, Ye Yu's chest heaved, and a trickle of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
Confronting two Titled Douluo, Ye Yu was no match.
The white-robed bishop sneered: "Even though you possess such terrifying higher-level combat power, the gap between us remains vast. The situation won't change; that Soul Beast will be captured by us. Additionally, there's an unexpected bounty, which is taking your and Tang San's heads back. Killing you might kill the Apocalypse Black Dragon as well."
Boom boom boom...
Ye Yu fought the two Titled Douluo alone, and even though he was a demon, the disparity in strength was significant, and his injuries grew increasingly severe.
At this moment, the Soul Saints had rushed toward Xiao Wu, surrounding the two of them.
Xiao Wu protected Tang San, but facing twenty-two Soul Saints, Xiao Wu soon turned pale, swaying unsteadily.
Ye Yu naturally knew that Xiao Wu and Tang San were in crisis, his heart anxious and angry, his fists clenched tightly.
Xiao Wu and Tang San both lost their combat power and couldn't resist. When the Soul Saints were about to eliminate Tang San and Xiao Wu, Ye Yu's killing intent erupted, making the Slaying God Domain even more terrifying, enhancing the weakening of the target's power to eighteen percent, slightly reducing the strength of the two Titled Douluo and unleashing full extreme power, repelling both and charging towards the Soul Saints.
The Soul Saints were astonished, trembling in place, yet quickly, Ye Yu was intercepted by the two Titled Douluo.
The white-robed bishop snorted: "Hmph, trying to save people right before our eyes? Do you think you can?"
Ye Yu was blocked, his expression extremely gloomy, as Tang San and Xiao Wu were on the verge of death at any moment.
Ye Yu's voice was as cold as the sound from the Nine Nether Hell, roaring low: "You'd better all leave, or else I'll make sure you die terribly!"
Upon these words, the twenty-two Soul Saints froze, then burst into laughter: "Then bring it on."
The two Titled Douluo also laughed: "Hmph, do you really think we don't exist?"
The black-robed bishop sneered: "Heh, getting angry? Though you are the Child of Apocalypse, you're not an invincible being. You're still young, feeling powerless, aren't you? Go ahead, let him watch his friends get killed. This is the consequence of opposing the Martial Soul Hall!"
"Hahaha… fine!"
The Soul Saints laughed wildly, their weapons simultaneously thrust toward the immobilized Tang San.
Rage, hatred, and fear simultaneously exploded within Ye Yu's mind.
Fear was due to the fear of losing Tang San and Xiao Wu.
The three emotions burst forth like a flood, instantly drowning Ye Yu's consciousness, with a deep, furious roar: "Stop it!!"
Boom!!
Instantly, a circle of black energy swept out around Ye Yu, causing the twenty-two Soul Saints to suddenly freeze, their faces pale, breaking out in cold sweat, feeling dizzy. Some barely in their seventies, fainted directly, and the weapons aimed at Tang San halted at the brink of his body, mere inches away.
"This is..."
This aura caused the faces of the white and black-robed bishops to change drastically, extremely familiar yet daunting—it was a domain! The natural domain of the Apocalypse Black Dragon, the Realm of Apocalypse!