Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

Tang Haofei recognized—it was Wen Yu’s Fourth Soul, Faceless...

His eyes instantly widened, and Tang Haofei swiftly got up, rushing towards Wen Yu in the distance. But just as he was about to make a move, the Soul Battlefield intercepted him. Once again in the Soul Battlefield, Tang Haofei saw Wen Yu standing before him, and behind Wen Yu, the Nightmare feeding Faceless blood. Tang Haofei immediately understood what the current situation meant for him...

It meant he was about to face an evenly matched opponent! And standing by, responsible for lurking in the shadows, was the sinister Sequence Number 2!

”Die!”

Tang Haofei was urgent, anxious, and even impatient. But Wen Yu, empowered by the Ancient Dragon’s Wrath, would surely withstand his first punch! After the punch, Wen Yu didn’t move at all, merely waiting quietly for the third death to descend.

Until the instant arrival of the second punch, shattering Wen Yu’s skull, the pull of soul and flesh erupted once more. Out of the corner of his eye, Tang Haofei glanced ahead, where Wen Yu’s headless corpse stood before a figure identical to himself, eagerly watching the spot where Tang Haofei had fallen, the immense power of blood and flesh surging unmistakably.

And just as Tang Haofei opened his eyes, the identical figure was already close, raising a heavy fist towards him!

”Boom!”

The blow perfectly illustrated what kind of destruction Tang Haofei would cause if he exerted all his strength on the surface.

A massive mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the newly resurrected Wen Yu couldn’t resist at all, being swept away by the surging airwaves, bloodied by the aftershock while in mid-air.

Struggling to unfold the Soul Battlefield to defend against this attack, Wen Yu followed the soul perception with the soul pet, silently approaching the explosion zone, until he sensed two faint life forces flying in mid-air.

In fast movement, Tang Haofei and Faceless seemed like omnipresent, yet elusive spirits. Wen Yu could only see the space around him shattering in pieces, the oscillation from intertwined fists and feet even obliterating distant peaks, extracting air, and turning everything on the battlefield into dust. In a short time, except for himself with a Soul Battlefield defense, everything around vanished completely.

Floating in the bottomless pit, Wen Yu listened to the ubiquitous explosion sounds around him, with a slight sense of unease until two entangled humanoid figures appeared before him.

One Tang Haofei, in a crucifix hold position, restrained the other Tang Haofei’s movements. The Tang Haofei being restrained had blood dripping from his chest and a face full of fury, proving the victory or defeat of this confrontation—wounded Tang Haofei wasn’t a match for the intact Faceless—ultimately, Wen Yu managed to resolve the big trouble of Tang Haofei with the Blood and Flesh Balance Scale and Faceless combination!

Looking at Old Tang in front of him, trapped and roaring madly, Wen Yu continuously defended against the airwaves from Tang Haofei with the Soul Battlefield, while stepping forward two paces, staring into Tang Haofei’s eyes.

”Does it feel good? Fighting against yourself?”

”Now, try acting tough for me again!”

”Ah!!! Roar!!!”

Tang Haofei let out a beast-like roar, spraying spittle all over Wen Yu’s face. Looking at the familiar face in front of him, the smile on Wen Yu’s face gradually cooled.