Ye Yu swept before Wang Fei, whose breath was failing, eyes filled with resentment and hatred—his son Wang Teng had been killed.
Near death, Wang Fei's gaze was venomous, and he sneered coldly: "The sect will definitely avenge me; you and the Upper Three Sects will disappear. Just wait."
Ye Yu replied indifferently, "Do you have any plans? Then let me see."
Ye Yu's Origin of Evil influenced Wang Fei's mind, causing his sanity to collapse and be controlled; he trembled, fearing the Origin of Evil.
Ye Yu asked, "What plans does the Martial Soul Hall have with you?"
Wang Fei's eyes went blank, speaking rigidly: "The Martial Soul Hall forcefully integrated the Lower Four Sects and the other three first-class sects, planning a surprise attack on the Seven Treasure Glaze Sect."
Ye Yu's brow slightly raised, retracting the Origin of Evil, the barely alive Wang Fei puzzled, "What... what did you do?"
"My Origin of Evil can influence the mind, you've already revealed the plan, so your sect will soon encounter it."
Ye Yu casually waved his hand, leaving Wang Fei without a trace.
Oscar absorbed the Soul Bone and returned to Shrek with Ye Yu, joined by Hao Te, who could serve as a teacher.
Arriving at Shrek Academy a day later, Oscar was joyful, and Ma Hongjun, Flande were also relieved.
Upon seeing Tang San, Oscar didn't recognize him, but understood after an explanation.
Oscar voluntarily proposed a battle with Ma Hongjun, leaving him stunned.
"Xiao Ao, you want to fight me?"
"Yes, let me show you the success of my efforts over these years."
Ma Hongjun doubted, "You're support, you're different from Boss Yu."
Oscar chuckled, "Fatty, five years, do you know how I've spent these five years, faced many crises, but I've grown stronger, reaching level sixty-one."
Ma Hongjun was taken aback, a bit awkward, "I'm level fifty-nine now, seems I'm the lowest among the eight of us."
Nonetheless, Oscar is support, Ma Hongjun felt beating Oscar would be effortless.
Oscar used his sixth Soul Skill, taking a drop of blood from Tang San, and the battle began.
Soon, except Ye Yu, everyone was amazed, Oscar could use Blue Silver Grass and Tang San's Soul Techniques like Blue Silver Cage.
The cage trapped Ma Hongjun, but the Phoenix Fire Line quickly pierced through it, Oscar then used the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, startled at depleting fifty percent of his Soul Power, smiling bitterly inside.
Ma Hongjun unleashed Phoenix Roar Heaven Strike, evenly matched, soon using Phoenix Wing Sky Soaring, his speed rapid.
Oscar was unfazed, suddenly becoming two identical Oscars, using Mirror Image, a skill from the Mirror Skull.
The two balanced forces, but Oscar's Soul Power drained rapidly, continuing would let Ma Hongjun win.
Oscar refused to concede, extending his left hand with a flickering black light, Tang San's Vast Heaven Hammer appeared in Oscar's hand, but then sank, disappearing upon hitting the ground.
The match ended, though Ma Hongjun won, Oscar was support, yet could fight him for so long—a testament to Oscar's prowess, likely able to beat other ordinary fifty-nine-level Attack Soul Masters.
Ma Hongjun was astounded, "Xiao Ao, how can you use Third Brother's Soul Techniques, even wield the Vast Heaven Hammer?!"
Oscar explained, "My sixth Soul Skill is newly gained, it's a copy ability; with a drop of a Soul Master's blood, I can create a Cloned Mirror Image Sausage, granting the consumer seventy percent of that Soul Master's Soul Technique power. If the user is level sixty and the target level seventy, the user can only employ the target's first six soul skills with seventy percent power, lasting for three minutes."
"As for the Mirror Image, it's thanks to the Soul Bone obtained from hunting the Mirror Shadow Beast, which allows me to create a replica. The replica possesses eighty percent of my abilities. Due to the Soul Bone, my Cloned Sausage ability increased, enhancing the copy ability from seventy to eighty percent."
"If the target's level is the same as mine, the power of my soul skill equals eighty percent of the target's power, but if the target's ten levels higher, the copied power equates to the target's capability at level sixty-one."
Ma Hongjun was amazed, "Such a powerful soul skill, instantly granting formidable battle power to a combat-less support."
Tang San marveled, "Indeed a very strong soul skill, perhaps its power might reach one hundred percent in the future."
Flande and the others were surprised and pleased, Oscar's hard work had paid off.
Ma Hongjun was curious, "Xiao Ao, if you take a drop of Boss Yu's blood, won't you be even stronger? Possessing combat power, possibly surpassing me and Xiao San?"
Considering Ye Yu's dreadful strength, coupled with the second Martial Soul Apocalypse Black Dragon, if Oscar could duplicate it, he'd easily overpower them.
Oscar shook his head regretfully, "If I could, I'd have already used a drop of Boss Yu's blood against you earlier, surely knocking you down swiftly. But, on the return, I found out I could only copy Boss Yu's Nine Spirits Black Begonia techniques, not the Apocalypse Black Dragon."
Ma Hongjun was surprised, assuming everything could be copied, especially after Oscar had wielded the Vast Heaven Hammer.
Ye Yu remarked, "Indeed, the Apocalypse Black Dragon cannot be copied; the reason isn't exactly clear."
Master wasn't surprised, "The Apocalypse Black Dragon's strength is unimaginable, originating from the universe itself, naturally preventing duplication."
Ma Hongjun looked at Oscar with a trace of regret, "Feels like a missed opportunity, since copying Boss Yu's Apocalypse Black Dragon, even at half power, would be extraordinarily terrifying. But the Apocalypse Black Dragon's too formidable, beyond any imitability, simply can't be duplicated."
Oscar replied, "The skill from the Mirror Shadow Beast can't copy the terrifying Apocalypse Black Dragon; I'm quite satisfied."
The Apocalypse Black Dragon, born from one of the universe's top three Origins of Evil, while able to duplicate the Vast Heaven Hammer, far surpasses it as the primary Martial Soul, akin to how lower dimensions can't interfere with higher ones."
Ye Yu said, "I'll be leaving for a while, there's some matters to attend to."
"Hmm."
...
Ye Yu left Shrek, eyes flickering with icy gleam, "Time to deal with those sects, especially the Nine-Hearted Begonia Sect!"
At this moment, within the Martial Soul Hall.
The atmosphere at the Martial Soul Hall had improved, despite severe losses with twenty thousand Soul Masters dead, recovery not swift—but secretly, Martial Soul Hall had executed an action, forcefully annexing the Lower Four Sects and three first-class sects.
These seven sects' inclusion made up for the previous loss of twenty thousand Soul Masters.
Within the Pope Hall, the Second Honored Guest Elder wore a wide smile, while Bibi Dong's expression was no longer worried.
The Second Honored Guest Elder remarked, "Pope, the Lower Four Sects and three first-class sects have been firmly integrated into us, already becoming Martial Soul Hall's Soul Masters; I've informed them to report to the Martial Soul Hall in two days, then the front of the Martial Soul Hall will surely be bustling with no fewer than twenty thousand Soul Masters."
Bibi Dong nodded, "You have done well with this matter; previous losses can be recuperated."
The Second Honored Guest Elder continued, "Initially they were unwilling, but faced with our threat they had no choice but to agree, though we've assured them they'll form the Seven Great Sects, albeit under Martial Soul Hall, still living within their sect, ready to be deployed. Although the Soul Hunting Operation failed, Martial Soul Hall is undeniably on an upward trajectory. In two days, you, Pope, should appear too, to welcome their arrival."
Bibi Dong nodded, "Yes, I want to see the total number of Soul Masters from these seven sects."
The Second Honored Guest Elder asserted confidently, "Although exact numbers are unknown, I believe the spacious front of the Martial Soul Hall will be flooded with people, you can see for yourself."