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Published: March 2, 2025
“It's much better now...”
After completing everything, Aoga gazed at Wen Yu's remaining eye and slowly spoke. He looked at Wen Yu, unsure of how to rescue his brothers.
Although Aoga was powerful, he didn't have a way to break through the Netherworld unless they worked together—Feili's skills surely had a time limit. Once that time limit was reached, nearly seventy avatars of the demon lord within the Netherworld would regain their powers, and with their strength, breaking through the Netherworld would be a simple task.
But Aoga, like the spirit of the demon lord, had no idea how long Feili's skill would last.
It could end the next second, or Feili's skill could last a lifetime...
Besides that, there was a second option.
Wait for the spirit of the demon lord to deal with Feili, and then let the spirit of the demon lord handle Wen Yu—or send an avatar for a soul takeover. Wen Yu was indeed qualified to be a vessel for the spirit of the demon lord; although his current strength was somewhat weak, his potential was enormous. Alternatively, Aoga could utilize means of which he was unaware.
Aoga believed that the spirit of the demon lord had the absolute capability to resolve this matter. In his eyes, the spirit of the demon lord, his true self, was an omnipotent existence!
Aoga pondered for a while until a sentence interrupted his thoughts.
“By the way, your strength should be much greater than that of the Lord of the Jiang Family, right?”
A hoarse voice emerged from Wen Yu’s mouth. Aoga was taken aback, then gently nodded.
“Much stronger.”
It was merely a reflexive response.
“Well, then, it’s not in vain for me to have built up this finishing move!”
The words “finishing move” were spat out by Wen Yu through gritted teeth, followed closely by an enigmatic and extraordinary flow of energy.
Aoga was stunned for a moment, then immediately regained his composure.
Everyone has their trump card; Wen Yu must have one too. However, considering the power gap between them, Aoga really couldn't think of what kind of trump card could overturn their disparity in strength.
This chasm was entirely insurmountable!
But soon, Aoga's smile faded.
“Boom!”
A massive and ethereal balance appeared between the two. In that moment, Aoga's figure suddenly trembled, and he felt his soul being forcefully pulled out of his body, making him stand on one side of the balance.
On the ground, Wen Yu's equally damaged soul emerged from his remaining body, being pulled to the other side by this force.
“Crack…”
The two stood at opposite ends of the balance, Aoga's overwhelming soul power pressing down on his side, causing the soul balance to emit a thunderous sound of being unable to bear the weight.
The gap was glaringly obvious!
Seeing this, Wen Yu gave Aoga a strange smile, seemingly extremely satisfied with this outcome!
Aoga remained dazed, seemingly not understanding the purpose of this skill.
The next second, the soul balance activated, and the forced equilibrium began...
...
Strange flows of energy surged from below, drilling into Aoga's soul.
There was no pain, no harm; they roamed around Aoga's body like tourists.
Until these energies had completely explored both Aoga and Wen Yu's souls, another stream of energy was born beneath Aoga's feet.
Again, there was no pain, no harm. However, as this energy moved in and out of his body, Aoga suddenly felt waves of weakness emanating from his soul, and along with his gradual decline, the sight of Wen Yu's soul continued to strengthen!
The disparity between them shifted from vast differences to thousands of times, hundreds of times...
Aoga's expression changed from confusion to surprise, astonishment, shock...
Until finally, the soul powers of the two achieved complete balance, and the soul balance slowly disappeared.
“Soul Battlefield!”
Without any gaps in the connection, it instantly pulled Aoga into the soul battlefield!
...
Standing in the soul battlefield, Aoga was at a loss. He looked at Wen Yu, whose aura fluctuated no less than his own, seemingly still unable to escape the shock brought on by the soul balance.