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Chapter 449.

Suddenly, everyone froze in shock.

Even the black-robed elder was momentarily taken aback.

With the sheer pressure of his soul power, even a Soul Emperor should have been utterly incapable of standing. Even a Spirit Douluo wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

And yet, this girl—Zhu Zhuqing—had resisted. She had even managed to stand upright.

Even Zhu Zhuqing herself didn't fully understand what was happening. She was at her absolute limit, but at that exact moment, a strange warmth surged through her body, spreading from deep within her, a power she had never tapped into before.

Meteoric Tears!

For the past five years, she had fought countless battles, but never had she faced the overwhelming might of a Title Douluo's soul power suppression.

The only comparable instance had been when Wang Feng had forcibly activated Meteoric Tears by pushing his body beyond its limits, using Soul Douluo and even Title Douluo-level power to elevate his own strength.

But unlike Wang Feng, who had actively triggered its effects, Zhu Zhuqing had awakened it passively, completely by accident.

This was the first time in five years that such a phenomenon had occurred.

The black-robed elder narrowed his eyes.

"Interesting."

A sinister sneer curled on his lips.

In the next instant, his figure vanished.

Boom!

He moved at an unfathomable speed—so fast that even Zhu Zhuqing couldn't react!

But just as his attack was about to strike—

Boom! Boom!

A deafening impact resounded as a black barrier suddenly materialized around the group!

The elder's attack was repelled, forcing him several steps backward.

His eyes widened in astonishment as he stared at the black barrier, then turned his gaze toward the distance. His pupils shrank.

A name slipped through his lips in disbelief—

"Wang Feng! So you're still alive.."

The moment those words fell, everyone around him froze in shock.

Even after five years, they had seen this same black barrier once before.

They knew who it belonged to.

Zhu Zhuqing's breath caught in her throat as she whipped her head around.

And then she saw him.

A figure floated in the air in the distance.

Behind him, two massive blood-colored wings stretched outwards, exuding an overwhelming presence.

Not only that, but six pairs of jet-black wings flickered with a dark, terrifying radiance.

Each set of wings pulsed with an ominous energy—one that carried an extreme sense of destruction and evil.

Beside him, a simple yet menacing spear stood upright, its surface etched with eerie crimson runes, radiating an aura of pure bloodlust and slaughter.

Draped in a black robe with a white mask, his entire form exuded an indescribable ferocity—like an Evil God descending upon the battlefield.

There was no mistaking it.

No one in this world could imitate him.

The peerless figure who had once shone like a meteor in the Supreme Pontiff Palace…has returned.

Dai Mubai's mouth fell open in disbelief.

"That's Wang Feng…!"

He hesitated before adding, "This time… this isn't another fake, is it?"

Having learned that the previous Wang Feng they had seen had actually been the White Pontiff in disguise, he couldn't help but second-guess his own eyes.

Ma Hongjun, however, clenched his fists, his voice filled with frustration.

"I knew it! There was no way Captain wouldn't be able to use his martial soul! That damn White Pontiff tricked us all!"

But now—this was real, he was real.

The moment this figure appeared, none of them doubted his identity.

Because in this world, only Wang Feng could make such an entrance.

There was no need for words.

Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes locked onto the figure floating in the air.

A storm of emotions surged through her.

The black-robed elder sneered, his expression darkening.

"It seems Her Majesty the Supreme Pontiff was right—you really did come to the Star Dou Great Forest!"

He narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Wang Feng's aura.

"And from the looks of it… you've grown much stronger. Let's see just how much!"

With those words, his seventh soul ring lit up.

"Phantom Death Body!"

The black-robed elder's entire body suddenly transformed into a monstrous apparition, towering over ten meters high.

In his skeletal hands, he wielded a pitch-black scythe, its blade exuding a chilling, deathly aura.

The overwhelming pressure of soul power surged outward like an unstoppable tidal wave, distorting the very air around him.

Phantom Death Martial Soul.

A terrifyingly powerful martial soul.

Not only was its presence oppressive, but the soul power fluctuations radiating from him were exceptionally strong.

Peak Rank 96!

Wang Feng's gaze remained calm, but his mind quickly analyzed the situation.

He had never encountered this Titled Douluo before—not among those of the Soul Hall, neither had he read about him in the original.

That meant…

This man was likely cultivated in secret by Bibi Dong—or belonged to an unknown faction within the Soul Hall.

Wang Feng was already familiar with the major elders in the Elders Hall.

Beyond the Three Great Worshippers, there were at least four or five more elders close to Rank 97 Titled Douluo level.

'So Bibi Dong really does have a secret force under her command…'

Wang Feng's thoughts flickered as he observed the Phantom Death Douluo.

A figure like this—who had clearly operated in the shadows for decades—was unlikely to be an ordinary elder of the Soul Hall.

How many other hidden powerhouses does she have?

It wasn't surprising.

After all, Wang Feng himself had secretly cultivated his own followers over the past two years—and no one knew about them yet.

How could Bibi Dong not have her own hidden forces?

'Level 96…'

A cold smirk tugged at Wang Feng's lips.

At this very moment, his body was in full combat mode—

[Deification] soul ability activated. Check.

[Soul-Devouring Blood Wings] soul ability activated. Check.

Dark Angel Martial Soul Possession. Check.

The sheer multiplicative increase in his power was extremely terrifying.

Even at Rank 60, his [Deification] soul ability already granted a sixfold enhancement to all of his attributes.

The [Soul-Devouring Blood Wings] multiplied his entire body's attributes by another three times—and his attack power by four times.

And then, there was his Dark Angel Martial Soul Possession.

It was far beyond what it had once been.

Wang Feng had refined and mastered his Dark Angel Martial Soul, awakening Blood Line like power—especially in his Black Wings, which were no longer just an illusion.

They had become solid, real.

Their presence alone granted him a terrifying increase in speed.

And yet, that wasn't all.

Silently, Wang Feng also activated his Bloodline Power.

No one could sense it.

As long as he refrained from using [Universe Cauldron], [Innate Five Flags], [Spiritual Seal], [Icebane] soul skill, or Domain of Original Sin—abilities that had already been revealed to others as White Pontiff—his identity remained hidden.

A silent storm brewed in Wang Feng's gaze.

He was ready.

Even without acquiring his sixth soul ring, Wang Feng's raw power alone had already reached a terrifying level—enough to rival a Peak Rank 97 Titled Douluo!

But with Bloodline Power activated, his overall boost had exceeded tenfold!

In total—his current state granted him more than a twentyfold increase in all attributes.

And that wasn't even factoring in his already monstrous physical strength, which had skyrocketed far beyond what it had been in the Supreme Pontiff Palace at the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament.

At Rank 60, in terms of sheer power augmentation, he had reached the ultimate limit of enhancement.

Moreover, Wang Feng had no fear of being sensed by Qian Daoliu due to using Dark Angel Martial Soul Possession—

Because the news of his survival had already spread.

Suddenly—

Boom!

A surge of violent air currents erupted from Wang Feng's body!

His light and shadow wings flickered—

And in the next instant—

BOOM!

A deafening explosion tore through the battlefield!

At teleportation-level speed, Wang Feng vanished—

Then reappeared in an instant—his spear piercing directly through Phantom Death Douluo's martial soul body!

Faster than anyone could comprehend!

But in that moment—

The true power –of the Phantom Death Douluo's martial soul was revealed.

His Phantom Death Martial Soul had an innate immunity— it is completely impervious to all physical attacks and also extremely resistant to energy-based attacks.

Wang Feng's God Killing Spear had pierced through him—

But only black mist scattered in its wake, as if his body didn't even exist.

The black-robed elder laughed maniacally.

"You cannot harm me! No weapon in this world can harm me!"

His voice echoed with arrogance.

"Even the Clear Sky Hammer cannot leave a scratch on me!"

Then—

His dark soul ring suddenly lit up.

"Soul Ability: Death Coexistence!"

Several black tendrils of energy erupted from his ghostly form—

And extended directly toward Dai Mubai and the others!

Dai Mubai's body shuddered as an eerie connection formed.

An unsettling sensation coursed through him—

As if some unseen force had latched onto his soul!

The black-robed elder, now in his ghostly form, sneered.

"Hahaha! Now, Wang Feng, if you dare to attack me—"

"They will be the ones to suffer!"

His twisted laughter filled the air.

"Go ahead! Strike me down! And watch as your friends perish instead!"

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