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On the other side, Han Feng easily subdued the old man.
Despite both being Soul Saints, Han Feng possessed a higher level of soul power, which resulted in more potent soul skills.
Furthermore, the old man was a soul engineer, inherently weaker in close combat compared to soul masters specialized in battle.
In order to leverage the power of his soul device, the old man continuously attempted to create distance between himself and Han Feng.
However, this proved exceedingly difficult.
Han Feng wasn't foolish; having traveled the continent for a year and engaged in numerous battles, large and small, he was no stranger to combat with soul engineers.
He was well aware that in battles against soul engineers, he couldn't afford to give them the opportunity to use their soul devices, especially fixed soul cannons.
Regardless of how weak a soul engineer might be, if they carried a high-level fixed soul cannon, it could pose a threat to Han Feng.
Ice Seal, Ice Thorn!
The extreme cold relentlessly invaded the old man's body.
Ice cones, ice walls, and various other ice formations accompanied Han Feng's attacks, continually restricting the old man's evasion space.
One punch, two punches!
With each blow from Han Feng, a chill seeped into the old man's body, slowing his movements.
If it weren't for Shui Wuya's insistence on sparing the old man's life, Han Feng could have easily detonated the accumulated cold within the old man's body, freezing him to death.
Already heavily suppressed by Han Feng, the old man glanced back only to find his accompanying soldiers in an even worse state!
They had all been swiftly dispatched by a teenager barely in his teens!
The events unfolding before the old man were profoundly shocking! This wasn't just any teenager; it was a seasoned old monster with remarkable skills!
A hundred thousand years, a hundred thousand years soul ring...
Yes, the Twin Martial Souls, with the additional hundred-thousand-year soul ring attached!
Shui Wuya was unaware that his impressive display of strength had actually made the old man suspect him of being a hidden powerhouse.
The old man pondered, becoming increasingly convinced of his own thoughts. How else could he explain the fact that, despite being Soul Kings, his men were so easily defeated?
His fighting spirit waned, and he even contemplated giving up the fight against Han Feng.
Escape, he had to find a way to escape!
Growing more frantic, the old man no longer wished to continue the battle with Han Feng.
Fear of defeat crept into his mind as Han Feng's dominance intensified. What was once a stalemate now turned into Han Feng's complete domination!
Waves of cold continued to assault the old man, his soul power insufficient to fend off the relentless chill.
"Freeze."
Crack!
Another attack came, and though the old man managed to evade it clumsily, he left himself vulnerable.
Han Feng swiftly seized the old man's hand, his soul power surging as he froze the old man's hand with extreme ice attributes.
The soul device worn on the old man's hand for protection was rendered useless by the overwhelming power of Han Feng's extreme ice attribute, its internal structure frozen and damaged.
Han Feng's extreme ice attribute surpassed the capacity of the soul device, destroying it completely.
Then, Han Feng's hand, encased in ice crystals, made direct contact with the old man's hand.
Ice formed initially at the point of contact with Han Feng and rapidly spread, engulfing the old man's body as if water had soaked a piece of paper from the bottom up.
Simultaneously, his soul power was frozen.
His soul ring vanished, and the old man's martial soul disappeared.
The icy tendrils continued to spread until they reached the old man's neck, halting there.
Only his head remained mobile.
Meanwhile, Shui Wuya had approached the old man.
Han Feng said nothing, merely returning to stand behind Shui Wuya.
"What... what are you people?" The old man's expression was one of fear.
Under the influence of extreme ice, he could no longer feel his own body.
Shui Wuya remained silent, instead examining the old man's body. When he noticed a wristband, his eyes lit up.
A storage soul device, he could discern.
Although Han Feng was stronger, Shui Wuya's extreme ice surpassed Han Feng's abilities. With ease, he created a fissure in the ice sculpture that encased the old man and retrieved the storage soul device.
"Open it." Shui Wuya casually tossed the storage device to Han Feng.
Han Feng knew little about soul devices, but he was adept at opening storage soul devices like this one.
It didn't take long for Han Feng to retrieve the bracelet and hand it back to Water Yuya.
"Hey, are you interested in soul devices? I'm a Level Seven Soul Engineer and can craft a variety of soul devices for you if you spare my life," the old man hastily offered.
Since they hadn't killed him outright, he likely had some utility in their eyes.
He wanted to seize this opportunity; he wasn't ready to die just yet.
However, Shui Wuya continued to ignore him, even leaving him aside as if he hadn't spoken at all.
Such actions added significant psychological pressure on the old man.
During his battle with Han Feng, he had been so heavily suppressed that he hadn't had the chance to use many of his life-saving trump cards.
Shui Wuya glanced at the items inside the ring. There were many fixed soul cannons, but only eight were Level Seven; the rest were below that level. Additionally, there were corresponding cannons and various other soul devices.
Considering the old man's age and his status as a Level Seven Soul Engineer, he had accumulated quite a few items over the years.
Except for the old man, Shui Wuya didn't find any other storage soul devices on the soldiers.
Therefore, the contents of this storage soul device weren't just the old man's; there were also devices meant for other soldiers that he hadn't distributed yet.
"Are you from the Sun and Moon Empire?" Shui Wuya stored the soul device away, finally remembering the old man awaiting his judgment.
"Yes, yes, yes, we are from the Sun and Moon Empire, from the Seventh Legion," the old man quickly confirmed.
"I'm a Level Seven Soul Engineer, holding a high position within the empire. If you let me go, I can use my assets elsewhere to buy my life!"
The old man feared that if he spoke too slowly, Shui Wuya would kill him. The older one got, the more they cherished their own life.
As for seeking revenge, the old man dared not. With a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, Shui Wuya was undoubtedly a formidable old monster.
This thought had deeply rooted itself in his mind.
"Now, tell me, why were you appearing in the far north?"
"We were searching for the ten-thousand-Year Mysterious Ice Marrow. Though we didn't find it, we stumbled upon something even more precious!" The old man blurted out in panic.
"There's an egg over there, from a soul beast over a hundred thousand years old. I can help you hatch that egg; its future potential is tremendous!"
Hearing this, Shui Wuya knew the old man was just bluffing.
Turning around, he let the icy tendrils climb up the old man's head, turning him into yet another ice sculpture.
(End of Chapter)