Douluo Jueshi: Who let him join Shrek!

Chapter 751 Killing Zhongli Wu, Someone's Breaking the Rules!
When Jiang Ming risked unprecedented severe injuries to fight the Evil Lord to the death, it wasn't just to complete the seventh trial of the divine examination.

After all, he had a full five years to prepare for the seventh exam, and only two and a half years had passed so far.

He was determined to work hard for two reasons: to meet the assessment requirements and to achieve a breakthrough!

The higher one's cultivation level, the harder it is to break through; this is true for any Soul Master.

Even a genius like Jiang Ming, after breaking through to Super Douluo, still had to endure the pain of being stuck at a cultivation bottleneck for a long time.

Since Jiang Ming awakened his martial spirit, there have been two instances where his cultivation level stagnated for an extended period of time!
The first time was when I was level 69, and no matter how much I trained, I couldn't break through to level 70!

If it weren't for the fortuitous encounters he later had at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well and the Thousand-Foot Cliff, breaking through to level 70 would have been far too difficult for him.

The second time was when he was tempered by the Sun God's Fire in the Tower of War, which lasted for a whole year.

Both of these occasions were very important to Jiang Ming.

But now his cultivation level has reached level ninety-five or above.

Now is the time to prepare for the true peak of cultivation, to complete all the divine trials, and to inherit the divine legacy.

Therefore, his cultivation level not only cannot stagnate, but must also be improved at the fastest speed!
And that's something we have to fight for!

Clearly, he had pieced it together.

He successfully broke through to level 97 in cultivation and also comprehended the fifth form of the Nine Forms of the War God and the technique of Fusion Ring during the great battle.

Although it was a terrible time, my spiritual sea almost shattered, my body almost collapsed again, the nine elves and the Snow Empress fell into a deep sleep, and I also lost my memory for a period of time.

But he also truly broke through a limit!
Jiang Ming's eyes were cold, and the Sky-Piercing Spear in his hand, covered by a crimson-gold soul ring, emitted a faint dragon's roar. The super artifact spirit dormant within the Sky-Piercing Spear seemed to be activated and awakened.

"Roar!"

The dragon's roar grew louder and louder until it resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

"Go, kill him!"

Jiang Ming said coldly, and suddenly shot the Sky-Piercing Spear in his hand toward Zhongli Wu below.

The spear flew from his hand and transformed into a gigantic, crimson-gold dragon.

The dragon's body coiled and twisted, its head fierce and majestic, roaring as it swooped down at an incredible speed!

In the air, Jiang Ming watched as the crimson-gold dragon formed by the Sky-Piercing Spear swooped down, his eyes still cold and unwavering.

He wasn't worried that this shot wouldn't kill Zhongliwu.

Even though he hasn't merged with the nine elves yet.

Even though his current physical and mental state is not at its peak.

Even though Zhongli Wu is a level 98 evil soul master, Super Douluo.

But so what?
The fifth move of the Nine Forms of the God of War is called Burial!

With the semi-divine artifact Sky-Piercing Spear as his body, the fusion of the seven soul rings of his Golden Heart Martial Soul as his power, and his battle spirit power that has already broken through a level as his soul!
With his current strength, once he unleashes this move, no one below the level of divine power can withstand it! Anyone who tries to block it will surely die!
Let alone Zhongli Wu, even Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui, if they dared to take this shot head-on, would have to save their lives!

Within the blood array's core below, Zhongli Wu felt the overwhelming power of this attack, and his body trembled.

The images of being cornered by Jiang Ming several times before kept flashing through his mind, and the fear of death instantly swept over his entire body.

He trembled, and the illusory image of the Death God Demon Puppet Martial Soul behind him also swayed. The entire blood array seemed to be teetering on the brink of collapse under this terrifying pressure.

Can't stop!
It's unstoppable!
He knew he couldn't withstand the pressure from the attack alone.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

Zhongli Wu stared wide-eyed, muttering to himself, looking as if he were going mad.

"Mother, save me!"

"Uncle Long, save me!"

He himself was absolutely unable to withstand this attack, and he wasn't even sure if his mother, Ye Xishui, and Uncle Long, Long Xiaoyao, both Limit Douluo, could withstand it.

But this is the strongest foreign aid he can call.

In the entire Douluo Continent, there would be no more powerful outside help than his mother and Uncle Long, so this was the only thing he could do.

Just as Zhongliwu cried for help, a pillar of blood shot from the sea below towards the crimson-gold dragon that was rapidly falling from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a huge phantom of a blood soul demon puppet appeared, wanting to clash head-on with the crimson-gold dragon!

Ye Xishui's injuries were not fully healed. Last time, when she killed Jiang Ming in the western suburbs of Mingdu, she had exhausted too much energy. She forcibly used a secret method to gather the power of the Holy Spirit Cult members into her own body. This practice caused irreversible damage to her own body!

Even though Ye Xishui spent her time recuperating in the Holy Spirit Cult's blood pool after that, how could the injuries sustained by a Limit Douluo be so easily healed?

It should be noted that after Elder Mu was severely injured by his brother, Poison Must Die, who was poisoned to death, using his own life-bound poison, he was unable to recover. It was only through Jiang Ming's desperate measures that Elder Mu was able to escape the torment of his life-bound poison.

Even though two years have passed since the last time, Ye Xishui's injuries have only just begun to heal.

Even in terms of physical condition, Ye Xishui's condition is probably worse than Jiang Ming's right now.

In this state, can she withstand this fatal blow?

Obviously, impossible!

"Roar!"

The dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth. The crimson-gold dragon head suddenly opened its ferocious maw, about to devour the Blood Soul Demon Puppet that was blocking its way.

This attack was specially prepared by Jiang Ming to break the Blood Array and kill Zhongli Wu.

Anyone who dares to block my way will die!
As the crimson-gold dragon was about to devour the Blood Soul Demon Puppet, Ye Xishui's face turned deathly pale.

She couldn't understand at all that when they encountered Jiang Ming a few days ago, he was still seriously injured and could only avoid battle by intimidation.

She was certain that, given Jiang Ming's personality, the fact that he didn't directly chase after them and attack them meant that he must have been injured at that time, injured to the point that he couldn't fight against the four of them!

But now, only a few days later, Jiang Ming has once again demonstrated that terrifyingly powerful suppressive force!
One shot made her feel the threat of death!

Now she understands the despair Long Xiaoyao felt when he faced Jiang Ming's fatal shot.

So, am I going to die?

For some reason, Ye Xishui suddenly felt a sense of joy.

Death, for her, may not be such a bad thing.

Her life.
"Go!" Before Ye Xishui could even react, a black figure suddenly swept past her.

Long Xiaoyao!

He couldn't just watch Ye Xishui die like that.

Long Xiaoyao unleashed his Martial Soul True Form, and a huge black dragon appeared in the air, with Ye Xishui standing on its claws, its body blocking the crimson-gold dragon.

boom!
The spear light flashing from the mouth of the crimson-gold dragon was indiscriminate, piercing directly into the black dragon's body!
The dragon's scales have extremely high defensive strength, but they are as thin and brittle as paper in front of the Sky-Piercing Spear, easily pierced and annihilated!

The scales shattered, followed by flesh and blood, then bones. All the hard parts were pierced through by the Sky-Piercing Spear, and destroyed with overwhelming force!
A magnificent sight appeared in the sky.

The crimson-gold dragon pierced straight through the body of the black dragon—no, not just pierced, but severed it!

It didn't just create a huge hole; it forcefully broke the black dragon's body in two!

The Dark Holy Dragon let out an extremely painful wail and spat out a mouthful of turbid blood.

A Soul Master's Martial Soul True Body is directly connected to their physical body. In other words, whatever damage a Soul Master suffers in their Martial Soul True Body state will also result in damage to the Soul Master themselves!
Now that half of Long Xiaoyao's Dark Holy Dragon body has been broken, it also means that half of Long Xiaoyao's body has also been broken!
Can someone survive if they only have half their body left?
The answer is, yes!
Even ordinary humans have a chance to survive after losing half of their body, let alone a Limit Douluo like Long Xiaoyao.

But this is contingent on having access to sufficiently powerful medical resources!
If Long Xiaoyao were allowed to continue flying in the sky with half his body hanging there, he would bleed to death from the blood loss alone!

"Xi Shui, run!"

Long Xiaoyao could no longer hold on. His Martial Soul True Body dissipated, and he collapsed into Ye Xishui's arms, covered in blood.

"Xiaoyao!"

The black veil that Ye Xishui used to cover her face had long been blown away by the bloody sea wind. Tears welled up from the corners of her eyes, fell down her still charming face, and dripped onto Long Xiaoyao's chest.

"Xi Shui, listen to me, run! You're no match for Jiang Ming. Go back, find a place to hide, don't let him find you. I... cough cough! I... I can't... I can't protect you anymore."

Long Xiaoyao's face was deathly pale, but a slight smile still lingered on his lips.

In the final moments of his life, he wanted to leave a less sorrowful impression on his loved ones.

"No, no, Xiaoyao, you won't die! I won't allow you to die!"

Ye Xishui spoke as if she had gone mad, disregarding everything, and carrying half of Long Xiaoyao's body, she transformed into a streak of blood and fled into the distance.

Seeing this, Jiang Ming and Princess Hai both wanted to intervene.

Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao are the most powerful figures in the Holy Spirit Cult. Letting them go will leave the Holy Spirit Cult with future troubles.

However, Ye Xishui is, after all, a Limit Douluo. If she were to recklessly use the Blood Escape Technique, Princess Hai's strength, and Jiang Ming's current state of not being at his peak, would be insufficient to stop her.

Jiang Ming glanced in the direction Ye Xishui had fled, then quickly looked away.

Based on the current situation, Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao are not inside this blood array.

Or rather, if the two of them were in this blood array, then the core of the array would not be Zhongli Wu, but Ye Xishui.

The most important thing now is not to relentlessly pursue Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao, but to break this blood formation!
This blood array has already slaughtered far too many marine creatures. Even if it were to exist for just one more second, even more marine creatures would die.

At the heart of the formation, seeing Uncle Long's body snapped in two by the crimson-gold dragon, and his mother fleeing with Uncle Long's broken body, Zhongli Wu was utterly devastated.

Even his own mother and Uncle Long, two Limit Douluos, couldn't save him; he had absolutely no chance of surviving.

In the face of endless despair, death spread through Zhongli Wu's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the Death God Puppet that had been swaying behind him suddenly shook.

"Give me your body!"

In a daze, a sinister voice appeared in Zhongli Wu's ear.

Having already fallen into despair, Zhongli Wu grasped at a straw as if it were a lifeline. Since he was already doomed, he simply listened to the voice and gave up control of his body.

The next second, Zhongli Wu's eyes were completely filled with pure black.

The Death God Demon Puppet Martial Soul that was originally floating behind Zhong Liwu actually transformed into a black light and entered Zhong Liwu's body.

A dense aura of death emanated from Zhongli Wu's body. His head drooped, but the blood array beneath his feet emitted an even more eerie crimson light.

"Heh, what a waste that these millions of corpses can't be used!"

Zhongli Wu chuckled softly, the look of fear and despair on his face completely disappearing.

boom!
With a burst of blood energy, the blood array below seemed to be activated by some force, turning from blood-red to pitch black in an instant.

Above the sea of ​​blood, wisps of black energy flew out from the corpses—the death energy produced after death!

"Ah~ This is delicious, I haven't enjoyed this much in a long time."

A blissful smile appeared on Zhongli Wu's face as the black deathly aura surged into his body at an alarming speed.

Suddenly, his body began to swell, his abdomen swelling rapidly into a sphere as if something had been forcibly injected into it.

Seeing this, Zhongli Wu frowned slightly, somewhat displeased.

"This body is truly frail; it can't even contain the death energy generated by a mere few million corpses. However, thankfully, there's this blood array."

He murmured softly, opened his mouth and inhaled, frantically swallowing the bloody aura that filled the sea and blocked out the sunlight.

Not only on the sea surface, but also in the seawater, blood and qi were extracted.

During this process, the crimson-gold dragon did not charge down.

Or perhaps, the crimson-gold dragon had somehow become entangled in dense black death energy and was unable to move.

Jiang Ming looked at the changes below, his eyes filled with solemnity and confusion.

The sea princess, her gaze grave, asked, "What's going on? Why do I feel this human's aura has become so terrifying?!"

Zhongli Wu was also very powerful before, but he had not reached the level of Limit Douluo, so he would not be a match for her at all.

But now, she could feel the aura emanating from Zhongli Wu, which made her tremble! It even filled her with fear!

What could possibly cause such a dramatic change in a person?

Jiang Ming did not speak, but instead his consciousness went directly into his own spiritual sea.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Ming directly activated the two divine inheritance marks existing in his spiritual sea using his mental power.

As the auras of the God of War and the God of the Sun emanated from the inheritance mark, Jiang Ming said with a somewhat grim expression, "Some gods are breaking the rules. Aren't you going to do anything about it?!"

(End of this chapter)