Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1557 Bloodbath (Part 2)
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Just as Chen Xiaojun and Xixi were talking in hushed tones, Xiaoyi's third soul ring had quietly lit up, its soft emerald light like the tender leaves sprouting in early spring.

Third Soul Skill - Sweet Dew and Rain

Restores 50% of your health in ten seconds.

Countless tiny, vibrant, pale green specks of light descended from the sky, precisely merging into the bodies of the wounded team members who were fighting hard in various locations.

The wounds of the seriously injured stopped bleeding and scabbed over visibly, and the meridians of those whose soul power was almost exhausted were as if a clear spring had been poured in, and their power surged back.

"Xiao Yi," Chen Xiaojun's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, firmly locking onto the two Hammer Whip Soul Saints in the middle section who were working together seamlessly and supporting each other. "Release Number Two to hold back those two guys in front."

The thought that had just crossed Xixi's mind, 'Release Number Two? That sounds like releasing dogs…' hadn't completely dissipated.

Without warning, a deep, golden-silver fissure opened in the air, and a cold, ancient, and dreamlike aura instantly spread out.

A colossal, vine-like spirit, covered in strange ice crystal patterns and shimmering with a hazy halo, cascaded out like a waterfall—it was the Ice Soul Dream Vine.

The second spirit that Xiao Yi subdued after hunting down this 55000-year-old ninth-grade spiritual plant spirit beast.

Its massive vines instantly burrowed into the solid bluestone floor tiles, and its roots spread wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The enormous flower bud at the top of the vine suddenly burst open, and an invisible spiritual impact spread like a tide.

The giant hammer soul saint, who was about to attack the three Chen brothers, suddenly froze. He was horrified to see that countless vine phantoms were reflected on the surface of his giant hammer martial soul, and its weight, power, and even the mental level became disordered and blurred.

The Whip Soul Saint was in an even worse state. He seemed to have been forcibly dragged into a bizarre and fantastical ice and snow world. His panicked figure was reflected in distorted ice mirrors all around him. Even the whip in his hand, which he could wield like an extension of his own arm, seemed to be frozen by an invisible chill, becoming sluggish and difficult to control.

This sudden and powerful mental interference and control instantly shattered the balance.

At the same time, its thick vines also blocked the attacks of the Giant Hammer Soul Saint and the Whip Soul Saint.

Chen Mu's shadow approached like a ghost, and the sharp, dark sword energy silently slashed towards the ankle tendons of the Whip Soul Saint.

Seizing the moment when Hammer Soul Saint was distracted, Chen Shurui thrust a blinding blade of light straight at his armpit, a crucial point in the circulation of soul power.

At the same time, several afterimage clones created by Shi Feiang, along with Zhu Taihong's powerful, lava-like heavy sword, slammed into the cracks of the Hammer Soul Saint Hammer.

The soul powers of the three Chen brothers and the Canghui trio intertwined, resonated, and merged, transforming into a torrent-like shockwave that violently sent the two Soul Saints flying.

Their bodies smashed through several thick load-bearing wooden pillars like tattered sacks before barely stopping their momentum, rolling into the rubble in a sorry state.

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In the northeast corner, Su Ningxia suddenly shattered half a roof tile with her toes, and her figure soared into the sky like a startled swan.

Her body was surrounded by a dazzling array of red, orange, yellow, and green light, which complemented each other!

A burst of crimson flames erupted, scorching half the airspace and distorting the air itself;
An orange-yellow storm vortex suddenly formed, whipping up countless sharp, knife-like vortexes of soul power;
A burst of golden light erupted, each ray carrying the power to pierce through metal and stone;
Emerald green ribbons danced in the air, forming a flexible net that sealed off the space.

Under Su Ningxia's precise and unparalleled control, these four distinct yet incredibly powerful soul skills finally coalesced and merged before her, transforming into a magnificent giant sword interwoven with red flames, golden light, orange wind, and green clouds—the Illusory Sky Slash!

With an aura almost a Soul Saint, it fiercely slashed down at the War Halberd Soul Saint who was surrounded in the center.

Before the sword even arrived, the hard bluestone ground below could no longer withstand the pressure and began to crack and sink inch by inch.

The Soul Saint wielding the halberd had his pupils shrink to the size of pinpoints, and the sense of impending death made him let out a beast-like roar.

His sixth spirit ring erupted with a blinding, dark light: "Sixth Spirit Skill - Dark Erosion Star Shield!"

He wielded his halberd with all his might, creating an impenetrable barrier. Seven enormous, twisting, and swirling dark stars, radiating a devouring power, suddenly took shape under the tip of the halberd, intertwining to form a distorted barrier of star orbits flowing with ominous energy, fiercely meeting the attack. "Open!!!" Gu Wuyan's roar tore through space.

His fourth spirit ring shone brightly, "Frenzied Guidance!"

A powerful aura, as hot as lava and brimming with fighting spirit, suddenly swept over all of their teammates.

He Qiang, Chu Youwei, Ji Boda, and Liu Ruyan were as if they had been injected with a powerful stimulant, with all their attributes increasing by 50%, and the four of them unleashed their long-suppressed offensive without reservation!

He Qiang's Thunder Dragon Halberd, accompanied by violent thunder, finally tore through the last layer of Soul Saint's protective soul power and pierced heavily into his left rib.

Chu Youwei's figure moved like lightning, accompanied by a sharp crane's cry, as the crane-beak acupoint pen in her hand precisely shattered the Soul Saint's right scapula.

Ji Boda placed the jade flute to his lips, and a piercing, soul-shattering flute note, refined to the extreme, shrieked out, slamming into the Soul Saint's already somewhat dazed head.

Liu Ruyan's hands transformed into a blur, and thirteen bone-piercing needles, as thin as cow hair and gleaming with a cold light, were strangely bypassed by the residual power of the Star Shield under the guidance of her soul power, and precisely pierced into thirteen important joints and vital energy points around the Soul Saint's body.

Excruciating pain, dissipated soul power, shattered bones, blocked meridians... Under the multiple blows, even the mighty War Halberd Soul Saint was at his limit, and the blood he spat out stained half of his armor.

His eyes were bloodshot, and driven by instinct and a last shred of madness, he tried to make a desperate counterattack by swinging the heavy halberd in his hand.

Just as he raised his arm, a molten gold-like light suddenly shone from his side.

That's Ma Liang's arm.

The soul skill of his right arm bone was activated at this moment!
"Right Arm Bone Soul Skill - Neon Ashes Piercing the Sky!"

A highly condensed, fist-thick beam of seven-colored light, containing the aura of burning away and piercing through everything, shot out instantly!
This beam of light, which contained almost all of Ma Liang's soul power, did not have a spectacular display, but only extreme penetrating power.

It easily pierced through the Soul Saint's last defensive soul light, which had been weakened by his severe injuries, pierced through the dimly lit breastplate, pierced through the arm that was trying to defend itself, and finally pierced through the center of that thick chest without mercy—the place where He Qiang's Dragon Halberd had torn open its weak points, Ji Boda's flute music had shaken its soul nest, and Liu Ruyan's bone-piercing needle had sealed its meridians.

The blazing white light left a small, translucent hole on the Soul Saint's chest, its edges charred and emitting wisps of smoke.

All the violence, madness, and resentment on his face froze instantly, and he looked down in disbelief at the empty hole in his chest.

The deadly beam not only burned his heart, but also instantly extinguished all his life force.

The body fell heavily, crashing onto the cracked ground.

Smoke rose from the charred wound in his chest cavity, mingling with the foul smell of burning flesh.

He Qiang finally couldn't hold on any longer and knelt down on one knee. The dragon halberd was deeply embedded in the ground, barely supporting his swaying body.

Liu Ruyan leaned against a broken pillar, breathing heavily, her face pale. Blood dripping from her fingers gathered into a small pool of dark red bloodstains in the cracks between the broken bricks at her feet.

Ji Boda collapsed to the ground, his chest heaving violently as if he were about to cough up his lungs, his face ashen.

Chu Youwei managed to stand, but her body was swaying slightly.

Su Ningxia struggled to maintain her balance, and even using such a powerful move beyond her level caused her vision to blur.

All seven of them, whether it was He Qiang, who was a strong attacker, or Gu Wuyan, who was a support, were in a sorry state. Their soul power was exhausted and their physical strength was depleted, and they even found it extremely difficult to stand.

They stared at the lifeless corpse of the Soul Saint, its chest still smoking, the only sound in the deathly silence the heavy, labored breathing echoing between the broken walls and ruins.

A team of seven weakened soldiers against one enemy.

He was also a Soul Saint who had lost his support and was surrounded.

The difficulty of the task left the seven men with only a heavy sense of fear and exhaustion.

(End of this chapter)