Douluo Continent: The Destruction of Life, My Brother Huo Yuhao

The Netherfire Cat had clearly spotted him as well. Its heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one silver, suddenly contracted, fixing their gaze on Dai Tu. Instead of slowing down, it accelerated its charge, clearly seeing Dai Tu as its weak point.

"Watch out! Get out of the way!" Beibei shouted urgently when she saw Daitu.

In his eyes, the black-haired boy by the stream looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in tattered clothes, with weak soul power fluctuations. He was probably just an ordinary person who had wandered into the forest by mistake.

Faced with the onslaught of a thousand-year-old soul beast, it would definitely be torn to shreds.

Tang Ya also saw Dai Tu, and her pretty face instantly turned pale: "No..."

The Netherfire Cat had already pounced on Daito.

Its movements were as fast as lightning, leaving a black afterimage in the air. Its two front claws extended, their tips gleaming with an eerie light, clearly imbued with some kind of deadly poison or curse.

The ghostly flames on its tail suddenly surged and swept towards Dai Tu's face.

Even a three-ring Soul Master wouldn't dare to take this attack head-on.

Beibei and Tangya could almost foresee the bloody scene that was about to unfold: the innocent boy would have his throat ripped open, his soul burned by the flames of the underworld, and he would die a gruesome death in this deserted forest.

The black-haired boy by the stream didn't even take a step back.

He simply raised his head and looked at the soul beast that was pouncing towards him.

Then, Beibei and Tangya saw a scarlet light shine in the boy's eyes.

It wasn't the red of anger, nor the red of madness, but a deeper, more eerie crimson, as if from the depths of hell. Deep within those crimson pupils, a dazzlingly complex dart-shaped pattern was slowly rotating.

"That's... what kind of martial spirit?" Bei Bei was stunned.

The Netherfire Cat's claws gripped Daito's neck firmly.

But there was no blood.

There are no wounds.

The claws pierced through Dai Tu's neck as if they were air. Immediately afterward, the sweeping ghostly flames passed through Dai Tu's body without causing any harm, as if they were just a fleeting shadow.

Dai Tu stood there, completely unharmed.

He didn't even move.

The Netherfire Cat missed its target and continued to rush forward due to inertia, passing right through Daito's body.

It landed on the pebble beach by the stream, gripped the ground with its four paws, turned around abruptly, and stared intently at Dai Tu with its heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one silver, letting out a low, threatening growl.

It doesn't understand.

Its attack clearly hit, so why did it have no effect?

Why does this human seem to be non-existent?

Dai Tu slowly turned around and looked at the Netherworld Flame Cat. The scarlet kaleidoscope spun in his eyes, reflecting the wary and fierce figure of the soul beast.

"First Soul Skill, Divine Might - Illusionization".

The Nether Flame Cat stared at Dai Tu, its heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one silver, flashing with vigilance and ferocity.

It couldn't understand what had just happened. The claws had clearly pierced the human's throat, and the ghostly flames had clearly swept across his face, so why... why did it feel like it was attacking thin air?

No, it's not air.

The air will be stirred up, creating resistance.

But just a moment ago, this human seemed to exist in this world at all. Its attack passed through him as if passing through a phantom, a projection from another dimension.

"hiss"

The Netherfire Cat arched its back, its jet-black fur standing on end, and the Netherflame on its tail burned even more fiercely. Instead of attacking rashly again, it slowly paced around Dai Tu, trying to find an opening.

Dai Tu stood still, motionless.

The crimson kaleidoscope slowly spun in my eyes, making every movement of the Netherfire Cat, the trembling of every muscle, and even the rhythm of every breath clear.

This is the fundamental ability of the Kaleidoscope—insight. An insight far surpassing that of the Three-Tomoe, almost precognitive.

"Speed-type soul beasts excel at surprise attacks and mental attacks, have weak physical defense, but extremely strong evasion capabilities."

Dai Tu quickly analyzed in his mind, "Its weakness is in the third cervical vertebra, which is the node where its soul power flows. And its abdomen, which lacks skeletal protection..."

He needs to strike a fatal blow.

While Kamui: Hollowfication is powerful, it consumes a huge amount of resources and has a short duration.

The Netherfire Cat seemed to have lost its patience.

It let out a low growl, its body suddenly blurred, and transformed into a black lightning bolt, lunging at Dai Tu from the side.

This time, it didn't use its claws, but instead opened its mouth, revealing its gleaming white fangs. The tips of the fangs gleamed with a ghostly blue light, indicating they were highly venomous.

Dai Tu did not use his divine power.

He turned to the side and took half a step to the left.

The movement wasn't fast, it could even be described as slow. But that half-step was just enough to cause the Netherfire Cat's pounce to graz the corner of his clothes, missing its mark. Its sharp teeth bit into nothing, tearing off only a tattered piece of cloth.

"Such precise dodging!" Beibei's pupils contracted in the distance.

He is the owner of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Martial Soul, and is skilled in close combat with excellent eyesight.

He could tell that the timing, angle, and distance of Dai Tu's half-step were all exquisitely precise.

A moment too early and you'll be swept by claws; a moment too late and you'll be bitten by venomous fangs; an inch too far and you'll lose your balance; an inch too short and you'll be knocked over by inertia.

But that black-haired boy, with such ease and minimal movement, avoided the fatal attack of the thousand-year-old soul beast.

"He seems... to be able to see through the movements of soul beasts?" Tang Ya also noticed something amiss, her voice filled with disbelief.

Not finished yet.

As Dai Tu took that step, he raised his left hand. His left hand was not clenched into a fist, nor was it used to block; it was simply open with the five fingers spread and the palm facing forward, aimed at the sweeping cat tail.

"First Soul Skill!"

Dai Tu's voice was very soft, almost drowned out by the roar of the flames.

"Wood spirit entanglement".

(Control-type Soul Skill: Tough vines sprout from the ground to bind a single target and absorb a small amount of their soul power to feed back to the user)

"boom!"

The ground exploded.

It wasn't an explosion, but countless emerald green vines that burst forth from the earth beneath Dai Tu's feet. The vines were as thick as a thumb, covered with fine golden veins, and exuded a powerful life force.

They grew wildly as if they were alive, instantly weaving a large net that blocked Dai Tu's path.

The tail of the Netherfire Cat slammed solidly into the vine web.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the dark, ghostly flames clashed violently with the emerald green vines.

The flames attempted to scorch the vines, but the golden patterns on the vines' surface lit up, and the gentle yet tenacious vitality gradually neutralized and absorbed the power of the flames.

Not only that.

After blocking the attack, the vines did not stop. Like countless serpents, they coiled up the cat's tail, binding the Netherfire Cat's entire body tightly in the blink of an eye.

"Meow!"

The Netherfire Cat let out a mournful hiss and struggled desperately. But the vines were exceptionally tough, and no matter how much it bit and scratched, it could not break free.

Even more terrifying, the golden patterns on the surface of the vines were writhing and shimmering, and the Netherflame Cat could feel its soul power being slowly drained away by these vines.

Although the absorption rate is very slow, it is definitely being lost.

"What kind of soul skill is this?!" Bei Bei's eyes widened. "Controlling and absorbing soul power? This... this is a soul skill that should only be granted by a thousand-year soul ring, right? But his soul ring is clearly a hundred-year one..."

Tang Ya was also stunned: "And he just used an eye-type martial soul, and now it's a plant-type... Could it be that he is...?"

"Twin Martial Souls." Bei Bei took a deep breath.