Yun Ming's power surged into Kong Xuan's body like a vast river of stars.
In an instant, Kong Xuan felt that every movement he made was filled with earth-shattering power.
"My disciple, watch closely. This is how the sky-supporting spear is used!"
Yun Ming's voice echoed in Kong Xuan's Sea of Consciousness, gentle yet with a hint of coldness.
The next second, Kong Xuan felt his consciousness being gently pushed aside, and control of his body was temporarily handed over to this teacher who once stood at the Peak of the continent!
He raised his right hand, making a fist, and a crystal-like long spear materialized out of thin air—it was his Spirit, the sky-supporting spear!
There were no flashing spirit rings, no erupting Spirit Abilities, only the purest Spear Intent.
Sleep Demon Douluo's pupils suddenly constricted to pinpricks.
As a Titled Douluo, he could clearly feel the power emanating from this long spear, a power that even he found terrifying.
He didn't understand why Kong Xuan, a Spirit Grandmaster of the Second Ring, suddenly possessed power that could make him, a Titled Douluo, tremble with fear.
Instantly feeling the threat of death, Sleep Demon Douluo didn't hesitate. His black seventh spirit ring emitted an ink-like glow, and he directly unleashed his seventh Spirit Ability, Demon True Body.
A hundred-meter-tall pitch-black demonic shadow materialized, letting out a mournful roar. The glass of surrounding buildings instantly shattered, and many who heard the sound even fainted.
Under Yun Ming's control, Kong Xuan's body seemed to vanish from its original spot, yet also seemed to have never moved.
Time lost its meaning at this moment, and space itself seemed to be forcibly folded by some higher will.
Sleep Demon Douluo was about to activate his ninth Spirit Ability, but in an instant, he saw a point of light appear before his eyes.
Then, this point of light emitted a white-hot glow, as if a white sun was shining before him. In his vision, there was nothing but white.
And then—
The World fell silent!
When Kong Xuan's vision refocused, he found himself standing ten meters behind Sleep Demon Douluo.
The crystal-like sky-supporting spear in his hand was slowly dissipating, and a drop of black blood fell from its tip, evaporating before it hit the ground due to the scorching Spear Intent.
Kong Xuan looked up, and a clear moonlight shone on his face.
The sky, which had been covered in dark clouds, now had a huge hole in it.
The clouds within a kilometer radius above the sky were actually churned into a vortex by that single spear strike.
Sleep Demon Douluo stiffly lowered his head, looking at the bowl-sized hole in his chest.
No blood gushed out, because the flesh at the edges of the wound had already been carbonized by the extreme heat.
"I—"
He uttered a single word with great difficulty, his eyes filled with unwillingness, and then his body began to disintegrate like a weathered sand sculpture.
First to shatter were his nine spirit rings, followed by his limbs and torso, and finally, the face filled with disbelief.
Yun Ming's consciousness receded like a tide, returning control of the body to Kong Xuan.
As the immense power was withdrawn from his body, Kong Xuan trembled and nearly fell.
Although that strike had used Yun Ming's power, it had also taken a considerable toll on him.
Glancing at the Sleep Demon Douluo, who had turned to ash, Kong Xuan's mind sank into his Sea of Consciousness: "Teacher, are you alright?"
Kong Xuan was worried that such an act by Yun Ming, akin to the 'Old Man Yao' trope, might cause some damage to his Origin.
Yun Ming's figure appeared before Kong Xuan, looking no different than usual.
"I'm fine!"
Yun Ming's expression was normal, showing no hint of the resentment he had just expressed towards the Evil Soul Master.
However, he then reminded him: "I can't use this state many times, so it's best to be careful in everything you do from now on."
"What Teacher says is true, but I still have that trump card, otherwise I wouldn't dare to come alone."
Kong Xuan pointed towards the depths of his Sea of Consciousness, and Yun Ming knew he was referring to that Divine Artifact.
Yun Ming glanced in that direction noncommittally: "Using a cannon to kill a mosquito, what a waste!"
As he spoke, Yun Ming's expression shifted: "Let's leave quickly. The commotion just now was too great; people are already coming."
Upon hearing this, Kong Xuan quickly mobilized his spirit power and hurried in Shui Ling's direction.
Kong Xuan looked at Shui Ling. Her delicate face, which usually carried a hint of aloofness, was now filled with grievance.
"Are you alright?"
As Kong Xuan asked this, Shui Ling's tightly strung expression finally gave way.
Crystal tears welled up and flowed out, but she still kept her lips tightly sealed, not making a sound.
After all, Shui Ling was only an eight-year-old child.
Facing such a sudden change today, her performance was already excellent enough.
"Can you walk?"
Kong Xuan asked again. With Sleep Demon Douluo's death and the loss of his spirit power support, the spirit tool that had bound Shui Ling had already opened on its own.
Shui Ling nodded, her eyes red. She also wanted to leave this place quickly.
"Follow me!"
Following the route Yun Ming indicated, Kong Xuan walked ahead.
His speed was not fast, as he had to take care of Shui Ling behind him.
Both of them had a tacit understanding and didn't mention what had just happened.
Kong Xuan didn't ask about Shui Ling's ordeal or why she "chose him."
And Shui Ling didn't ask Kong Xuan how he had just "burst forth" and instantly killed a Titled Douluo.
Everyone has their own secrets.
The two walked along a small path, fleeing the "scene of the crime."
And at this moment, many figures had already appeared around that area.
Whether it was the super strong spirit power fluctuation earlier or the anomaly that almost pierced the sky now, both were enough to indicate that something extraordinary had happened here.
A crimson stream of light streaked across the night sky, instantly descending upon the area.
It was Mirror Red Dust, the dean of Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.
The 'Crimson Cloud' flying spirit tool on his back was as thin as a cicada's wing, his latest research achievement.
Looking at the swirling clouds in the sky and feeling the terrifying Spear Intent that had not yet dissipated, Mirror Red Dust narrowed his eyes slightly. He ran his fingers over the residual spirit power fluctuations in the air, his expression gradually becoming solemn.
"A one-hit kill. The opponent must also be a Titled Douluo-level figure. There are only a handful of powerhouses on the continent who can achieve this!"
He landed on the ground, carefully observing everything around him.
Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.
At the edge of a scorched earth, a faint wisp of black mist was slowly dissipating.
"The aura of an Evil Soul Master. So it was someone from the Holy Spirit Cult."
Mirror Red Dust's brows furrowed deeply. The death of a Holy Spirit Cult Titled Douluo was no small matter. Who knew what those madmen might do!
"Dean Red Dust, you arrived quickly!"
A deep voice came from behind him.
Mirror Red Dust turned and saw a tall man in dark golden armor walking slowly towards him.
The newcomer was Xu Zhenyu, the head of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Legion, a Titled Douluo, and a ninth-rank Soul Engineer.
"Commander Xu." Mirror Red Dust nodded slightly, his tone calm: "It seems you also sensed it."
Xu Zhenyu squatted down, placed his palm on the ground, closed his eyes, and sensed for a moment. He then said in a deep voice: "A Titled Douluo from the Holy Spirit Cult, I didn't expect him to die just like that."
He stood up, his gaze sharp as he looked at Mirror Red Dust: "To be able to kill in one strike, I'm afraid only an Ultimate Douluo could do that."
Mirror Red Dust looked up at the sky, as if deep in thought.
After a moment, he slowly said: "But there are only a few known Ultimate Douluo, and it's unlikely any of them would suddenly attack someone from the Holy Spirit Cult here."
He looked at Xu Zhenyu: "Could it be that the Holy Spirit Cult provoked an unrevealed Ultimate powerhouse?"
Mirror Red Dust's conjecture seemed far-fetched, but it was actually very close to the truth of the matter.