Douluo Continent: The Ruler of Time, Reigning Supreme

Chapter 19 The Howling Banshee
The Holy Spirit Cult has been entrenched in the Demon Forest for many years, and its understanding of this forest far exceeds what outsiders imagine.

While I wouldn't claim to have an absolute grasp of the core area, I have already drawn detailed maps of the distribution of high-level soul beasts in the mixed zone and parts of the outer area.

Therefore, Fei Yan had a clear goal and did not wander around like a headless fly. It only took him half a day to find his target in a secluded valley in the forest filled with a dense aura of death.

It was a soul beast that was translucent grayish-white and shaped like a giant female banshee.

It floated in mid-air, surrounded by mournful wailing spirits. Wherever it passed, vegetation withered and life was extinguished—the thousand-year-old soul beast "Nether Howling Banshee," an extremely pure and powerful soul beast with the attribute of death, whose lifespan was exactly around 1,100 years, which perfectly met Ye Xishui's requirements.

Despite the terrifying nature of the Butterfly, which could kill instantly upon contact, Ye Xishui did not ask her to hunt it herself.

Although Ye Xishui was strict, she was not an unreasonable devil.

While a hundred-year-old soul beast might be able to hold its own due to its physical characteristics, Xia Die has almost no chance of winning against a thousand-year-old soul beast with ranged attack capabilities and powerful soul skills. Forcing her to hunt it would be tantamount to suicide.

"Little Saintess, step back and watch me."

Fei Yan stepped forward, her petite figure revealing a sinister smile.

She didn't release any earth-shattering soul power fluctuations; she simply raised her small hands, which were adorned with delicate lace gloves.

The next moment, countless fine, almost invisible, scarlet threads, as if they possessed life, spread from her fingertips and silently filled the surrounding space.

Martial Soul: A Marionette!
This is an extremely strange and rare mental control-type martial soul.

The scarlet threads, like venomous snakes, instantly coiled around the howling banshee.

The threads did not act on the physical body, but rather penetrated its energy body directly, entwining and binding its core soul.

The banshee let out a sharp, piercing howl, her body erupting with deathly energy as she tried to break free.

However, those scarlet threads were exceptionally tough and possessed a soul-corroding power.

As if guided by the most skillful puppeteer, Scarlet Nightmare's fingers moved gently, and the massive body of the Howling Banshee, formed from death energy, became like a puppet controlled by an invisible hand. Its movements instantly became stiff and distorted, and the death energy it had gathered dissipated under the interference of the threads.

This is one of the main reasons why Scarlet Nightmare is called an evil soul master.

Her martial spirit can not only control the bodies of living beings, but also directly interfere with and enslave their souls.

She can absorb the life force and soul power of those she manipulates to strengthen herself through silk threads. In the eyes of orthodox soul masters, this ability is undoubtedly extremely evil.

Under the absolute suppression of a level 97 Super Douluo, even the notoriously unpredictable and difficult-to-deal-with Demoness of the Underworld was powerless to resist.

"Go, little saintess, kill it."

With one hand on her hip and without even displaying her martial spirit, Fei Yan nodded to Xia Die.

Although the Sun Moon Empire has now developed a soul guidance technology that can preserve soul rings and allow non-killers to absorb them, Xia Die is right here, so she doesn't need that kind of soul guidance device.

Moreover, Fei Yan is also a traditional Soul Master and doesn't really like using Soul Tools.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xia Die slowly stepped forward and took off her purple gloves.

That was a glove-shaped soul tool that Ye Xishui had prepared for her, and it was also a soul tool that restricted her ability to die. It was tailor-made for her by Ye Xishui.

After all, Xia Die couldn't control her dead body, which was always inconvenient in daily life, hence the creation of these gloves. As someone approaching the level ten Soul Master realm, making such a Soul Tool was not difficult for Ye Xishui.

As Xia Die's fair hand touched the body of the Demoness of the Underworld, purplish-black death patterns instantly covered her entire body.

In a short while, its struggles grew weaker and weaker. Finally, amidst its mournful howl, its massive deathly body collapsed and turned into specks of grayish-white light. In its original position, a soul ring shimmering with deep purple light slowly condensed and floated.

That purple, deep and pure, represents the power of a thousand-year-old soul ring.

With the death of the Howling Banshee, Scarlet Nightmare retracted its crimson threads.

“Little Saintess, absorb it. This is the Supreme Master’s test for you. Don’t disappoint her, and don’t let me… come all this way for nothing.”

Her tone carried a hint of barely perceptible expectation.

Xia Die looked at the purple soul ring that exuded a strong aura of death and took a deep breath.

She could feel the golden bloodline belonging to the Butterfly within her body boiling slightly, and in her mind, the dormant consciousness of the Death Ruler, Ronawa, also emitted a faint, almost imperceptible fluctuation.

In the dark valley of the Demon Forest, deathly energy permeated the air.

Xia Die sat cross-legged beside the grayish-white energy left by the Howling Banshee. She took a deep breath, and the air, carrying a decaying and icy aura, filled her lungs, making her even more clear-headed.

She closed her eyes, focused her mind on her body, and began to guide the hidden power.

As her soul power circulated, a deep, dark light emerged from her body.

Immediately afterwards, a chilling phantom slowly coalesced behind her—it was her martial spirit, the Ruler of Death, Ronawa.

Unlike the holy and mysterious aura of Yin Chen's rule at that time, Ronawa's phantom exuded a completely different aura.

She had long, silvery-white hair as cold as moonlight, but her pupils were pure gold. Upon closer inspection, deep within her golden pupils were not round pupils, but slowly rotating, ominous six-pointed stars.

She wore an elegant and elaborate black robe, decorated with dark red patterns that resembled dried blood, exuding a gothic eeriness and beauty.

Her overall demeanor is dangerous and aloof, carrying an arrogant air of looking down upon the lives and deaths of all living beings.

Most strikingly, behind her illusory figure, a pair of enormous wings made of jet-black feathers unfolded.

And on these wings, there were countless eyeballs of different sizes and different colors of pupils.

These eyeballs seem to possess an independent life, silently gazing at the outside world, filled with an indescribable mystery and terror.

The Crimson Douluo Fei Yan, who was guarding the side, was seeing Xia Die's martial soul for the first time.

Although she already knew its name from Xia Die, witnessing this illusory martial spirit that exuded an aura of extreme death and misfortune still caused a hint of shock and solemnity to flash in her scarlet eyes.

This martial spirit... truly lives up to its name "Ruler of Death," its status and strangeness far exceeding the ordinary.

Without delay, Xia Die used her own soul power as a guide to carefully touch the floating, thousand-year soul ring that emitted a deep purple light.

(End of this chapter)