Chapter 53: Devil (Part Two)
The Battle Dragon Team regrouped, preparing to launch another assault on Luo Ling.
They were completely unaware that Luo Ling had already decided to end the fight.
Standing in the depths of the darkness, Luo Ling slowly raised his hand. The invisible dark threads around him instantly transformed into threads of spiritual essence.
Like formless venomous snakes, they darted out and wound tightly around Ye Feng's spiritual threads.
A strange red light seeped in, eroding Ye Feng's spirit line within a blink.
"Captain! Give us the command!" shouted the Azure Spirit Bird Soul Master.
But Ye Feng gave no response.
A few seconds later, Ye Feng suddenly raised his head, eerie crimson light flashing in his eyes.
Flames erupted from his body as he swung his claws, slashing violently at the Azure Spirit Bird Soul Master.
Before the latter could even comprehend what happened, he was sent flying, a burning scar carved across his chest before crashing into the ground beneath the stage.
"Captain!" Everyone froze. Even the spectators were stunned.
While they stood in shock, Luo Ling moved.
Displacement Phantom — activated!
In the fused Martial Soul state, the technique was enhanced — longer distance, lower energy consumption.
In an instant, Luo Ling appeared before Yang Ling, the team's support-type Soul Master.
Just like in any battle, take out the healer first.
Red light flared in his eyes.
Fourth Soul Skill of the Soul of Desire — Spiritual Deprivation!
This skill detonated the target's spiritual threads, forcing them into a soulless state. When unleashed under Martial Soul Fusion, it also inflicted a secondary effect — the Plague of Madness.
The plague spread through contact, infecting any soul line it touched.
It was Luo Ling's prized offensive skill, a direct spiritual attack that targeted the soul itself.
The stronger the enemy's spirit, the more powerful their spiritual threads — and the greater the damage inflicted.
Detonating those threads caused severe trauma to the target's soul, severing their control over their physical body.
The added Plague of Madness made victims lose all sense of self, turning them into mindless berserkers.
It was an utterly wicked ability — one that completely redefined Luo Ling's understanding of Martial Souls.
The Soul of Desire dealt in spiritual torment, while the Crow Shadow Puppet was pure darkness.
Together, they truly formed the power of a devil.
Yang Ling let out a bone-chilling scream as blood-red light burned in her eyes, her lips twisting into a demented, grotesque grin.
Luo Ling stepped back.
It was his first time using the fused form of Spiritual Deprivation — and even he was shocked by its effect.
Those deprived of their souls would remain soulless until their spiritual energy ran dry. Once it was exhausted, the soulless state would fade, and the spiritual thread would slowly regenerate — leaving the person a living corpse in the meantime.
As for the Plague of Madness, only he could dispel it.
"Xiao Ling!" The remaining members of the Battle Dragon Team snapped back to their senses and rushed toward her.
"What did you do to her?!" Yue Feng roared, his face contorting in fury.
His relationship with Yang Ling was no secret — they were even discussing marriage.
Seeing his beloved woman suffer, how could he not rage?
Luo Ling said nothing, only watched quietly.
In his vision, the moment Yue Feng touched Yang Ling, the plague spread — crimson light coiling around his own spiritual threads. Yue Feng's eyes turned red.
"Hahaha! Xiao Ling is mine! Anyone who dares touch her dies!"
Madness crept and spread in silence, unstoppable.
One by one, the rest of the Battle Dragon Team fell victim, until chaos erupted among them. Within minutes, allies became mortal enemies.
"Ye Feng! Why should you be captain?!"
"Yue Feng! Xiao Ling is mine! You deserve to die!"
"I've hated you for ages — today, you die!"
…
Luo Ling stood at a distance. The outcome had far exceeded his expectations. He had underestimated the power of the Plague of Madness.
In only a few minutes, the Battle Dragon Team had turned on itself — and the contagion had spread to the audience.
Across the Great Spirit Arena, fighting broke out among spectators, as panic and chaos spread rapidly.
The match was already over — the Battle Dragon Team had self-destructed.
But the madness was growing. Soul power flares pulsed across the stands in waves. If left unchecked, the entire arena could collapse.
Luo Ling drew a deep breath and walked to the center of the ring, fully unleashing the power of his Spiritual Domain.
Invisible ripples expanded outward from the stage, and one by one, the frenzy faded away.
His face paled — lifting the Plague's influence drained him heavily.
Those who had been fighting awoke, confusion replacing rage.
Though consumed by madness, they had remained conscious of their actions. Now that they remembered, shame filled their faces.
Under the provocation of pure emotion, their true natures had been laid bare.
Yue Feng rushed anxiously to the unconscious Yang Ling's side.
"Do you still wish to fight?" Luo Ling's deep voice echoed through the arena.
The silence broke instantly. All eyes turned toward him — filled now with terror.
They didn't understand how, but it was beyond doubt that the recent chaos had everything to do with Luo Ling.
The Strange Magician, shrouded in darkness, had become a true devil in their eyes.
"We… we surrender," said the Battle Dragon Team's remaining members.
Luo Ling nodded, releasing his control over Ye Feng's spiritual threads, then turned calmly toward the host nearby.
The host froze for a moment before stammering, "L-Let us congratulate… the Strange Magician… for his victory!"
"We now present Mr. Strange Magician with the Diamond Spirit Badge!"
The entire arena remained silent. Not even cheers followed the announcement.
Luo Ling said nothing. He simply walked off the stage.
The battle had been nothing short of a farce.
One use of Spiritual Deprivation had ended it — something even he had not foreseen.
That fused Plague of Madness... he would have to use it sparingly.
He sighed inwardly.
…
"So that's Brother Ling's true strength?"
In the stands, Ning Rongrong was left stunned.
She had long known about Luo Ling's twin-origin Martial Souls and his fusion skill — but witnessing it firsthand was completely different.
Back at the Spirit Hall Academy, just using the Crow Shadow Puppet, Luo Ling had crushed everyone with ease.
…
Outside the Great Spirit Arena, Luo Ling finally stepped away.
He removed his hat, dispelling his disguise. No one recognized that the terrifying devil from before was him.
A carriage rolled to a stop in front of him. Luo Ling frowned in surprise.
The curtain lifted — revealing Bibi Dong's exquisite face.
Luo Ling froze, a bad premonition rising in his chest.
Bibi Dong tilted her head slightly, gesturing for him to come aboard. Luo Ling could only smile awkwardly and comply.
"Little Ling, is there something you're hiding from your teacher?"
The moment he sat down, her questioning voice filled the carriage.
Luo Ling forced a nervous smile. Inside the carriage sat not only Bibi Dong — but also Qian Daoliu.
"Teacher, what are you talking about?" Luo Ling said with feigned ignorance.
(END CHAPTER)
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