The flames behind them drew closer and closer. Huyan Zhen and Feng Tianlei were both in a panic. They had already used all their strength just to deal with the Titled Douluo-level Dragon and Snake duo in front of them—how could they possibly have any energy left to withstand a full-force blow from a burst-type soul master?

"Sixth Soul Skill, Three Talents Demon-Breaking Array!"

Tianlin wasn't satisfied yet and struck again. His hundred-thousand-year soul skill, the Three Talents Demon-Breaking Array, trapped the two of them. Infinite sword energy surged and, in an instant, gravely injured both.

"Heh, two Clan Masters, I suppose your grandsons have already gone to hell. Lest they feel lonely, why don't you go down and keep them company?" Tianlin sneered.

Hearing this, Feng Tianlei and Huyan Zhen were enraged. After fighting to this extent, it was clear to them that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had long been prepared for this soul-hunting operation.

That meant the village at the foot of the mountain wouldn't have been left unguarded either. It was likely that their grandsons and the other sect disciples sent there were already doomed.

But worrying now was pointless—they could barely protect themselves.

Feng Tianlei's eyes flickered as he said, "Clan Master Huyan, let's go all in. Your defense is stronger, so please hold the front alone for a bit. I'll ascend and set up my eighth soul skill, the Wind-Thunder Sword Array. Even if we die, we can't let them have it easy."

Simple-minded Huyan Zhen didn't see anything wrong and nodded. "Fine, today we must tear a chunk out of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

With that, Huyan Zhen glared fiercely at Tianlin. He knew clearly that Tianlin's life was the most precious here. If they could go all out and kill him, it would be a huge loss for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Seeing Huyan Zhen agree, Feng Tianlei withdrew his Clear Wind Shield and flew upward. Like Chen Xin and Tianlin, he could also fly on his sword.

But how could Tianlin let him escape so easily? Controlling the sword energy of the Three Talents Demon-Breaking Array, he sealed off every route in the sky. If Feng Tianlei tried to force his way out, he'd be torn to shreds by the sword energy.

"Jun Tianlin, don't even think about succeeding! Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul True Body! Eighth Soul Skill: Unmoving Mountain!"

Huyan Zhen activated his seventh and eighth soul skills simultaneously. The Martial Soul True Body alone was enough to multiply his already impressive defense several times over.

The Eighth Soul Skill wasn't just a defensive skill—it also carried a taunt aura, attracting all enemy attacks onto himself.

The sword energy of the Three Talents Demon-Breaking Array, Qin Ming's explosive fire, and the Dragon Snake couple's Poison Dragon Flame all rushed toward him at once.

Taking advantage of this moment, Feng Tianlei broke free from the three-way encirclement. But instead of releasing his eighth soul skill, Wind-Thunder Sword Array, to strike back, he used his sixth soul skill: Wind Phantom.

He instantly split into ten illusions, scattering in all directions. With no way to tell which was real, it was impossible to know which way to chase.

"Feng Tianlei, you bastard!" Huyan Zhen roared in fury. He finally understood that he'd been abandoned.

Tianlin had no intention of chasing after such an insignificant character. He gave Huyan Zhen a pitying look. "You truly are naive, to trust such a despicable man."

Though Tianlin felt a bit sorry for him, he showed no mercy. Under the three-person joint attack, Huyan Zhen's defensive skill was broken first.

Then, relying on the true damage from the Demon Sword, Huyan Zhen's physical defense was worthless. Tianlin's Three Talents Demon-Breaking Array sword energy severed his limbs, his head was incinerated by the Dragon Snake couple's Poison Dragon Flame, and finally, his body was blown apart by Qin Ming's fire.

Thus perished the proud Sect Master of the Elephant Armored Sect, the Celestial Elephant Huyan Zhen—an even more miserable end than in the original story. But compared to that inexplicable, humiliating death, at least this could be called heroic.

As his body burned to ashes, Tianlin heard a tinkling sound—something had hit the ground.

"As expected of a sect master—he even has a soul bone. Pity, there's only one." Tianlin stepped forward to check. It was a right arm bone, age unknown but certainly over twenty thousand years—quite a nice trophy.

After some thought, Tianlin simply tossed the soul bone to Dragon Duke, who had just finished the Martial Soul fusion.

Dragon Duke looked at the soul bone in surprise. "Xiao Tian, this is...?"

"For you, Senior Dragon Duke. Today you battled the Titled Douluo She Long and slew Huyan Zhen. You deserve a reward. Besides, I sense that after today's hard battle, you've gained insights into the Titled Douluo realm. If you absorb this soul bone, your chances of breaking through will greatly increase."

Ning Fengzhi had once promised that when Tianlin reached Soul Sage, he would be named vice-sect master to the world. Although this was delayed by the soul-hunting crisis, Tianlin's status was already secured in practice.

As a vice-sect master, it was only right to reward those who rendered great service.

"Such great kindness needs no thanks. Xiao Tian, once I break through to Titled Douluo, I will surely repay you." Dragon Duke accepted without fuss—the temptation was simply too great.

Instead of hesitation, it was better to repay after growing stronger.

"All right, now, let's keep pursuing the Spirit Hall and Lower Four Sects members. Today, none must escape!" Tianlin commanded.

Dragon Duke, Snake Lady, Qin Ming, and others charged into the enemy ranks like tigers among sheep. The slaughter lasted two whole hours. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's grounds were dyed red—truly rivers of blood, though all of it was the enemy's.

In the end, only about thirty people remained—left alive on purpose at Ning Fengzhi's earlier instruction.

These thirty were all weak, mostly Soul Ancestors, with the strongest only a Soul King. Keeping them alive but not letting them escape was easy for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Mind Control!"

Tianlin used his Mind Control Technique to control all thirty. At that moment, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin slowly approached, disciples behind them carrying sect uniforms—clothing of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Tianlin ordered the thirty to change into sect uniforms and run down the mountain toward Heaven Dou City.

"Ning Uncle, are you sure the soul-hunting operation isn't over yet? Does Spirit Hall or someone else still have cards left?" Though Tianlin followed Ning Fengzhi's advice, he was still doubtful.

In the original story, there weren't so many twists. Even as a transmigrator, Tianlin didn't know what was coming. So, what was Ning Fengzhi basing his deduction on?