The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 625 - The Living Soul Banner_1

Chapter 625: Chapter 625: The Living Soul Banner_1 Chapter 625 -625: The Living Soul Banner_1 Walter Locke’s gaze suddenly narrowed, and with a casual wave of his hand, another mist of water fell, seemingly intending to extinguish the fireball.

However, that fireball swelled with the wind and easily broke through the mist, charging towards Walter Locke at high speed.

Walter Locke’s face finally changed, he frantically waved several streams of mana, and only when the fireball was close did he manage to disperse it barely.

He let out a slight sigh of relief and sneered, “So you are indeed a cultivator.”

Greg Jensen leaped into the air, floating halfway up, and looked down at him coldly, disdainful, “Ha, what kind of cultivator are you? This is what cultivators can do.”

He raised his hand towards Walter Locke, and with a surge of mana, several fireballs flew out, almost completely sealing off all of Walter Locke’s escape routes.

Walter Locke was terrified, too preoccupied to argue with Greg Jensen any further, he gathered all his mana and erected several barriers in front of him to intercept the fireballs.

Bang bang bang!

A series of violent explosions ensued, and most of the fireballs were blocked by the water walls conjured by Walter Locke, but a few still penetrated his defenses and reached him.

Although these fireballs’ power had greatly diminished after breaking through the defenses, they still managed to set Walter Locke’s hair and clothing alight.

The smell of charred material immediately filled the air.

Walter Locke frantically patted out the flames, but his snow-white hair had already been burned to a mess.

The plain short robe he was wearing had also been burned with several holes, making his appearance look extremely disheveled.

The grandmaster’s imposing aura was nowhere to be found at that moment!

The martial artists watching below were all stunned; before today, they thought Walter Locke would easily kill Barry Wolfe and then take over the Seven Provinces of Northwest.

This idea had never wavered until Greg Jensen’s return, including Elder Locke and Elder Davis, who knew Greg Jensen the best—they all shared this belief.

Even Lesley Davis, who was secretly conflicted, never thought that Greg Jensen could survive against Walter Locke.

But as soon as Greg Jensen returned, people’s thoughts began to change slowly.

From the initial certainty of Barry Wolfe’s certain demise to the later possibility of survival and finally, they were confused about who might win the death match.

At this moment, everyone was silent, looking up with dumbfounded faces at the two in the sky.

Then, someone suddenly whispered, “Why do I feel like… this Barry Wolfe might win?”

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Before the words finished, everyone turned to look, their eyes filled with amazement, as if they were looking at a fool.

“Have you lost your mind? Let’s not even talk about Barry Wolfe’s strength; how could he possibly defeat the grandmaster at his age?”

“Right, just speaking of combat experience, Barry Wolfe is far behind!”

“Just wait; the grandmaster definitely has more tricks that he hasn’t used yet. You’ll see how Barry Wolfe is going to die.”

The crowd ranted at the person who had spoken before, then once again raised their heads to watch the sky.

In midair, Walter Locke finally extinguished the fire, and with a dark look in his eyes, he turned to Greg Jensen and said:

“Kid, hand over your master’s lineage, and I might consider leaving you with a whole corpse, otherwise, don’t blame me for tearing you into ten thousand pieces.”

“Ha, do you have that ability?”

Greg Jensen scoffed disdainfully, “Come on then, let me see what skills you’ve actually learned.”

“You’re courting death!”

Goaded by Greg Jensen’s taunting manner, Walter Locke seethed with anger, he gestured with his hand, and out of thin air, a long banner appeared in his palm.

The banner was about one-and-a-half meters tall, covered in a dark red hue, with only the corners hinting at its original white color.

Buzz!

For some unknown reason, when the long banner was brought out, everyone began to hear a series of mournful screams.

The sound, like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves, was so piercing that it made one’s eardrums swell with pain and the mind gradually descend into chaos.

“The Soul Harvest Banner?”

Greg Jensen’s expression darkened as he immediately recognized the origin of the banner.

The “Book of Yin and Yang Harmony” mentioned, take a piece of the banner, spray it with the heartblood of those who died unjustly, refine it day and night, and the Soul Harvest Banner can be obtained.

The purpose of the Soul Harvest Banner is similar to the Immaculate Sword Technique Plus Dusk Snow Sword; it can absorb people’s life-force and strengthen oneself.

It can also release the banner’s harvested souls during combat to tear at the enemy’s vital energy and confound their minds.

Even in the peak era of cultivation, such a Soul Harvest Banner, refined from life-force, would be spurned by all.

The Soul Harvest Banner held by Walter Locke was obviously of inferior quality, but to reach his level, at least thousands of lives had been sacrificed.

This meant that thousands of people had already died at the hands of Walter Locke.

Thinking of how Walter Locke often exterminated entire families, Greg Jensen instantly realized that the other party was using hatred as a cover to secretly refine the Soul Harvest Banner.

No wonder Walter Locke could become a legendary Law Practitioner; it turned out he relied on such evil techniques.

Greg Jensen shouted angrily, “Walter Locke, you deserve to die for using humans to refine the Soul Harvest Banner for your own selfish desires!”

Having been exposed by Greg Jensen about the origin of the Soul Harvest Banner, Walter Locke was momentarily startled but quickly regained his composure.

He glanced at the crowd below and sneered, “What of it? Shouldn’t those people feel honored to pave the way for my ascension to immortality?

You’re not going to tell me that after so many years of cultivation, you’ve never killed a single person!”

Greg Jensen shouted angrily, “What twisted logic and heresy, I must kill you!”

“Heh, do you have the ability to? You might want to think about how you’re going to survive first!”

Walter Locke sneered incessantly, “Barry Wolfe, I advise you to stop struggling. My Soul Harvest Banner is missing a chief soul, and you’ll fit the bill perfectly.”

With these words, he raised the Soul Harvest Banner and violently shook it.

Several black mists surged out of the Soul Harvest Banner, darting towards Greg Jensen, and within the black mist, one could faintly see the twisted faces of people in agony, desperately screaming.

In an instant, the ghostly wails and wolf howls grew even louder.

“What the hell is that thing?”

“Ah, my head…”

The martial artists watching suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation, and some with lower realms already began to groan in pain, clutching their heads.

“Seeking death!”

Greg Jensen had never been as furious as he was now; the thought of thousands dying under the Soul Harvest Banner ignited a fire within him.

The souls from the banner were incredibly fast, pouncing on Greg Jensen in the blink of an eye, frantically gnawing at him.

“Get lost!”

Greg Jensen roared, and the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations revolved wildly. His vigorous blood energy surged forth, forming a Blood Armour comprised of blood energy.

His body shook, and under the rush of blood energy, those harvested souls were immediately extinguished.

Walter Locke’s pupils shrank, and a hint of madness crossed his face as he shouted, “Let’s see how long you can resist.”

After speaking, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto the Soul Harvest Banner and then began to shake it with more force, all the while laughing eerily:

“Barry Wolfe, calmly enter my Soul Harvest Banner. You can’t escape!”

The black mist expanded, forming a thick fog that rushed toward Greg Jensen like a cloud covering the sky.

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