Dai Chengfeng could hardly believe his eyes.
The names of the first few books seemed vaguely familiar, but that one titled Disorderly Wind Splitting Hammer Technique…
He knew it all too well!
On the surface, the Disorderly Wind Splitting Hammer Technique appeared to be a forging method involving continuous strikes to remove impurities from metal.
However, it was also a self-created soul skill.
And its origin? The Hao Tian Sect.
Its practical effect in battle was to temporarily accumulate the force of each strike into a single point. Each hammer strike became stronger than the last, culminating in eighty-one strikes, after which the accumulated power would be released in one explosive burst.
As for the last book title…
Dai Chengfeng should have been even more excited, as the Great Sumeru Hammer Technique was the ultimate secret technique of the Hao Tian Sect. When combined with the profound "Exploding Rings" technique…
It might be somewhat absolute to call it the strongest self-created soul skill on the Douluo Continent.
But if you added "one of," it would undoubtedly be deserving of such praise!
Still, Dai Chengfeng was puzzled. After all, the title of the book was Record of the Great Nirvana Hammer Technique. Clearly, this wasn't a soul skill, right?
"Even so…"
"How does Father Emperor possess the Disorderly Wind Splitting Hammer Technique, a soul skill of the Hao Tian Sect?"
With his doubts lingering, Dai Chengfeng stepped forward and took the tray from Shadow Three's hands.
"Move!"
At that moment, Shadow Three, seeing Dai Chengfeng so close, suddenly bellowed.
He grabbed Dai Chengfeng's wrist. "Your Highness, forgive my rudeness!"
"His Majesty is deeply concerned for your safety and has ordered us to escort you back to the palace."
As he spoke, the other Shadow Guards behind Shadow Three charged forward, surrounding Dai Chengfeng completely.
Seeing this, Dai Chengfeng calmly stored the books from the tray into his ring while smiling at Shadow Three. "Escort?"
"I think you mean arrest!"
Dai Chengfeng turned to Zhu Fan. "Uncle, things are getting dicey! Let's retreat!"
Shadow Three, seeing Dai Chengfeng still trying to escape, confidently urged him. "Your Highness, I advise you to give up resistance."
"You're currently in my grasp. Even if Commander Zhu Fan is a Soul Douluo, there's no way he can take you away. If you don't believe me, let's fight—"
"Is that so?"
However, before Shadow Three could finish, a faint smile curled at the corner of Dai Chengfeng's lips.
The next second—
A wisp of pure and extreme Asura Power, pitch-black and impervious to sunlight, shot from Dai Chengfeng's fingertip toward Shadow Three's arm.
Danger!!!
Danger!!!
Danger!!!
Shadow Three's hair stood on end, his spine chilled, as an overwhelming sense of danger surged into his brain. It was an instinctual warning for any soul master, and his very soul seemed to tremble.
In that instant!
Without hesitation, he released Dai Chengfeng and retreated explosively, stopping only after retreating ten feet.
When he landed, his face was pale, and cold sweat poured down like beans, soaking his clothes.
In that fleeting moment, he had genuinely felt that if he hadn't released the Fourth Prince, the shadow of death would have instantly enveloped him.
Meanwhile, watching Shadow Three retreat in panic, his eyes filled with terror, Dai Chengfeng couldn't suppress a satisfied smile.
No wonder it's the Power of Asura!
He couldn't help but marvel internally, "Even just a wisp of it—Soul Emperor-level experts dare not touch it!"
A fierce gust of wind swept in, carrying Dai Chengfeng out of the encirclement.
"Commander Shadow Three, my apologies. Please convey to His Majesty and Her Majesty that I'll be careful."
"And if everything goes smoothly…"
"When I return, I'll bring back a Title Douluo with me!"
By now, the figures of Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Fan had vanished, leaving only Dai Chengfeng's voice echoing in the air.
Watching their disappearing backs.
Shadow Three looked down at his trembling hands in disbelief, still shaken by what had just happened.
"What exactly did the Fourth Prince do just now?"
Recalling that spine-chilling, hair-raising sensation, where every cell in his body screamed danger—
Gulp~
Shadow Three unconsciously swallowed, his eyes flickering with fear once more.
"Leader, why did you let go of the Fourth Prince just now?"
At this moment, one of the Shadow Guards stepped forward, questioning Shadow Three with confusion.
Shadow Three shook his head. "You don't need to know. I'll report this to His Majesty."
After saying this,
Shadow Three couldn't help but glance again in the direction where Dai Chengfeng had disappeared, marveling, "Fourth Prince, you truly leave this humble servant curious!"
"What kind of soul skill…"
"Could make someone like me, a Soul Emperor, feel such a bone-deep threat of death?"
After a while, Shadow Three regained some composure and shook his head.
Recalling His Majesty's orders: "If possible, try to bring Chengfeng, that little brat, back to me."
"If you absolutely can't bring him back, then so be it. But no matter what… you must deliver those soul skills to him. It will lay the foundation for him to more easily comprehend and create his own unique soul skills in the future."
"Now that we've already been discovered by Zhu Fan and the Fourth Prince, it seems pursuing them further won't yield any results."
Thinking this, Shadow Three waved his hand. "Let's return to the palace."
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Within the Great Star Forest
Zhu Fan carried Dai Chengfeng as they sprinted at full speed, the wind roaring past their ears and their robes flapping violently.
After roughly two hours,
They confirmed they had completely shaken off their pursuers and finally stopped to rest beneath a large tree.
At this moment, Zhu Fan looked at Dai Chengfeng, unable to suppress his curiosity any longer. "Chengfeng, what did you do earlier to scare Shadow Three like that?"
"He's a Soul Emperor-level expert, and you're only a 24th-rank Great Soul Master!"
Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Dai Chengfeng's lips.
He raised his hand, and with a slight movement of his fingertip, the Power of Asura condensed once more, emanating a chilling aura of slaughter and destruction.
"It's… this!"
In that instant, Zhu Fan's body instinctively tensed, a sense of danger washing over him.
If he didn't trust his nephew not to harm him, he would have instinctively taken a few steps back.
After all, this energy was extraordinarily strange.
"What… what kind of power is this?"
"So terrifying—I've never felt an aura like this before."
Zhu Fan gazed at Dai Chengfeng in awe, stammering as he asked.
Dai Chengfeng lightly waved his hand, and the wisp of the Power of Asura dissipated into the air, leaving behind only a faint trace of dark red mist.
"It's naturally a power I've cultivated."
Dai Chengfeng didn't elaborate further—not because he didn't trust Zhu Fan, but because the Asura Power was tied to far greater matters.
After all, it involved gods, God Kings, and his rejection of ascending through faith…
Even the slightest hint of this could cause an uproar across the entire continent. Therefore, it was best that only he knew about it.
"I might be the first mortal on the Douluo Continent to reject the opportunity to ascend to godhood."
Dai Chengfeng chuckled and shook his head.
On the other side, Zhu Fan didn't press further. Instead, he looked at Dai Chengfeng with admiration in his eyes.
"Chengfeng, you're truly a monster!"
"Only at Level 24, yet you've cultivated such a terrifying power—even I, a Soul Douluo, find it dangerous."
With that, he stepped forward and patted Dai Chengfeng on the shoulder. "Given time, you will undoubtedly become one of the strongest on this continent!"
"Uncle believes in you!"
Dai Chengfeng smiled. "Uncle, let's set up camp here and rest for today."
He was particularly curious whether the books on the tray contained real self-created soul skills or were merely imitations.
Thinking this, Dai Chengfeng retrieved the tray from his ring.
At this moment, a pink envelope slipped out from among the items. "Hmm?"
"Who left this letter?"
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