Raven-black hair danced wildly in the sudden strong wind. Dense black-red demonic energy erupted outwards, tendrils of black-red light like extremely sticky spiderwebs, instantly ensnaring all life forms within the range of the spiritual power.
One by one, pitch-black vortexes rippled outwards. Even the Ghost Douluo, Ghost Shadow, had no time to escape, his body entangled by the densely interwoven fine light threads in the air. He only managed to widen his eyes before being inevitably dragged into the vortex by an immense pulling force. The entire process took less than two seconds.
"Hee hee hee—"
The overturned ink covered other colors. The moment they entered the domain, countless sharp giggles drilled into their minds like drills, stimulating their nerves.
Suppressed, deep darkness spread across their vision, with only occasional strands of blood-red light emerging from the densely churning black tide for a touch of brightness.
Yet, after merely staring into the darkness for a few seconds, their minds began to feel sluggish.
Ghost Shadow, who had landed on a protruding platform, also felt the oppression of the domain and the strangeness of his body.
"Everyone, sober up! This is a mental attack!"
A hoarse voice, infused with soul power and spiritual energy, rippled outwards. The several Soul Saints, whose minds were hazy, shivered. The dazed look in their eyes vanished, and they warily formed a circle, facing outwards while secretly maintaining their own vigilance, lest someone strike them from behind with a "black tiger digs its heart."
"This place is... the Shadow Domain? No, that's not right, it's just similar..." But why... after entering this domain, his martial soul felt somewhat out of control?
It was like encountering a situation where bloodlines were strictly ranked, and inferiors involuntarily submitted to superiors, making him have the urge to kneel and pay homage on the spot. This content is from the Su Dan Novel Network.
Ghost Shadow, with a tall, gaunt ghost image floating behind him, observed the strange domain space with unease.
He noticed that this domain seemed to bear some resemblance to the Shadow World he usually traversed, but compared to that silent, dark inner shadow world, this place was more... oppressive, even to him!
Those who have fought against Ghost Douluo know that his combat characteristic is to only see ghost shadows, not soul rings.
This is because Ghost Douluo's martial soul is an extremely peculiar one.
He had died once in his youth, but by chance, his soul returned to his body, awakening a soul-type martial soul – Ghost Shadow, just like his name.
In a sense, his soul was his martial soul, and the powerful body that walked in the real world was merely a vessel. And he himself, upon awakening his martial soul, had become a living dead person, his soul power far exceeding that of ordinary people. Not to mention that his cultivation had reached the Titled Douluo realm, making him exceptionally resilient.
It was precisely because of this that he was able to quickly detect the mental pollution mixed within the domain.
"Heh..."
A light chuckle, distinctly different from the other sharp laughter, drifted into his ears.
Ghost Shadow's expression changed. He raised his hand and waved, a massive ghost hand appearing out of thin air, striking swiftly and accurately towards the source of the sound. However, it felt like grasping a handful of wet mud; thick, black mud flowed from between the ghost fingers, returning to the deep black tide.
"Ah—!"
A piercing scream suddenly rang out.
Ghost Shadow turned, only to see his subordinates entangled by black tendrils that had suddenly surged from the black tide. With streaks of dark gold afterimages flashing past, their protective soul halos shattered like ceramics at the slightest touch.
Even in their Martial Soul True Body forms, they couldn't even struggle. All their moves and struggles were entangled by the swarming black tendrils. Sharp black barbs suddenly protruded from the long, slender tendrils, piercing their bodies as they looked on in terror. They weren't targeting vital points, just stabbing them to death, turning them into hedgehogs right before Ghost Shadow's eyes.
"Hee hee hee—"
Mocking laughter emanated from the black tide, followed by more black tendrils extending out, swallowing the pierced bodies of the Soul Saints into the depths of the domain.
—Author's Note—
Taking a small break today, and will finish the major battle tomorrow. The plot of returning to Clear Sky School for face-slapping should also be wrapped up then.
Tomorrow's massive update will start dropping from noon.