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

Chapter 1570 The Thirteen Tridents of Poseidon and the Shield of the Sea
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The vacuum crack torn open by the halberd tip had reached the burning Netherworld Dragon Breath on Yan Choulong's neck.

A close call!
The absolute power of the immobilization spell had just receded to its critical point at this moment.

The moment the restraints vanished, deep within Yan Choulong's molten gold vertical pupils, there was not fear, but rather an extreme surge of savagery and a hint of insane gambling.

"Secret Technique: Dragon Soul Reincarnation!!"

A hoarse, almost tearing dragon roar accompanied by the burning of the life essence within his body.

His skin suddenly cracked, and a viscous, burning soul light of four distinct yet perfectly blended colors appeared.

An extreme, frigid blue that seemed to freeze everything, a thick shadow that swallowed light, a ghostly green that polluted the soul, and an utterly annihilating darkness instantly enveloped his broken body.

The four-colored soul light is not a defensive barrier, but more like a kind of sacrificial furnace.

Keng——! ! !
The annihilation tip of Poseidon's trident slammed into the boiling four-colored soul light.

The anticipated penetrating explosion did not occur.

The four-colored fusion of light was incredibly viscous and tough. When the spatial rift collided with this light, it was like falling into a bottomless swamp of oil, being frantically decomposed, slowed down, and dissolved.

The screeching scraping sound turned into a dull rumble of mutual crushing and friction.

The halberd tip struggled to break through the surface, requiring tremendous force to advance even an inch, causing its speed to drop sharply.

"Roar!!!"

Just as the halberd tip was forcibly stopped and its speed sluggish, a dragon's roar containing endless ancient pressure roared out from Yan Choulong's body.

A blurry phantom composed of pure, semi-solidified, viscous dragon soul, enveloping a pulsating, heart-shaped dark golden ball of light, suddenly burst through the four-colored soul light from the crown of his head and soared into the sky!

The instant the dragon soul ascended into the sky, it brought with it a devastating soul explosion.

*Puff puff puff!* — The resilient lotus threads, like a spider web exposed to a thousand-degree flame, instantly snapped and burned into blue smoke.

Boom!! — The blue sea god's giant hand, which was tightly gripping Yan Choulong's ankle and body, was shattered by the ring-shaped shockwave released by the dragon soul, and the fingers and palm turned into countless flying blue light fragments.

Clang! Clang! Clang! — The Three Talents Sword Formation constructed by the three swords of the Shang Emperor uttered a mournful cry of being unable to bear the burden. The shadow of Cheng Ying sword shattered, the blade of Han Guang Wu Ying rolled back, and the faint light of Xiao Lian Ju Tong went out. The three ancient sword phantoms were as if they were slapped away by an invisible giant hand, spinning and disintegrating.

The soaring dragon soul hovered in mid-air, carrying an indifferent air that looked down upon all living beings.

Below, Yan Choulong's ravaged body, which was being held down by the tip of the trident, unleashed a terrifying power of regeneration.

The enormous hole in his chest and abdomen, pierced by the shimmering waves and with crystallized edges, contained countless charred and fibrous growths that seemed to have come alive within a visible range.

They grow, twist, and merge wildly, and new muscle and tendon networks, covered with a layer of fine, newly formed dark purple scales, are covering the wounds and filling the voids at a teeth-grinding speed.

The damaged spine and torn organs were rapidly shaped in the viscous, dark light stream, and even the four-colored light stream that had been slowly torn apart by the trident on the chest became more resilient.

This is no longer ordinary self-healing; it's more like forcibly extracting life force from the very source of the soul to reshape the flesh and blood.

It's a pity that the three of them didn't fully develop their artistic conception and couldn't leave any Dao injuries, otherwise it wouldn't have been so easy for him to recover.

The veins on Xixi's arms, which held the halberd, bulged. The golden trident was still spinning and breaking through, and the tip of the halberd struggled to advance in the viscous four-colored light stream.

She could feel immense resistance.

Suspended atop Yan Chou's head, the semi-solidified, viscous dragon soul indifferently surveyed the struggling body below and the ever-approaching golden halberd tip. However, the dark golden light pulsating at the core of the dragon soul flickered slightly, as if gathering some deeper power. ...

The wounds on Yan Choulong's chest and abdomen were still surrounded by the charred smoke from the burning sunset, but his molten gold vertical pupils had completely burned away all hesitation.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Annihilation of the Nether Dragon!"

A roar like sand rubbing together exploded, and his hands, covered in dragon scales, suddenly clasped together.

A ring of thick, dark purple blood-red light burst forth from the point where their palms collided. The moment the blood-red light spread out, it was as if an invisible repulsive force field had suddenly erupted.

Xixi's golden trident was struck head-on by this immense force, the trident vibrated violently and emitted a mournful cry of metal on the verge of breaking, and was sent flying backward.

The semi-solidified, viscous dragon soul above his head suddenly twisted and expanded, and the originally blurry phantom condensed into a sky-covering, sun-obscuring Netherworld Demon Dragon Soul Body in a second.

A dark golden cluster of soul core light blazed forth from deep within the dragon's throat, its fierce radiance piercing the sky—

boom! ! !
The dragon soul opened its massive maw, and a dark golden beam of annihilation light, over thirty meters in diameter and carrying the aura of annihilation, crashed down.

Where the beam of light passed, the sky was slashed with shocking, pitch-black scorch marks, and even the light itself was distorted and extinguished in its path.

In fact, after Yan Choulong evolved the dark attribute, his martial soul was basically the same as that of Yan Jiu from Haihu Manor.

His ninth soul skill is the same as Yan Jiu's ninth soul skill, both derived from the same soul beast.

However, the power amplified by the dragon soul's essence at this moment adds an extra layer of chilling devouring power.

"XiXi, we've bought some time!"

Chen Xiaojun forced down the blood surging from the shattered Three Talents Sword Formation, his face pale but his steps unwavering.

He suddenly turned around and ran towards Xiaoyi. The moment their palms clasped together, the Sword God Pearl and the Evergreen Vine spontaneously resonated and surged!
Xixi's figure had already leaped to block the pillar of light, the Sea-Suppressing Divine Shield hovering in front of her, the azure vortex rune at the center of the shield shining brightly.

Thick, liquid sunlight burned around her—XiXi had activated her divine power many times before, and this time was no exception.

The golden trident, which had been flying backward, was drawn back into his hand, and Xixi's arm muscles tensed like a fully drawn divine bow: "Water Control Technique - True Sea Shield!!"

Buzz! The tip of the trident burst forth with a dazzling golden light, and the body of the trident spun rapidly into a golden halo. The battlefield moisture was frantically sucked in, and six water tornadoes, each over five zhang in diameter, roared and crashed into the vortex at the center of the shield from different directions.

The Sea Shield Defense Technique and the Sea-Suppressing Divine Turtle Vortex completed their most primal accumulation of soul power at this moment.

The Aegis Vortex, like a greedy eye of the void, expanded violently after devouring the water tornado, transforming into a deep blue crystal wall covering half the sky.

Boom! Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!!!
The annihilation beam of the Nether Dragon, like a red-hot iron pestle, plunged fiercely into the azure vortex. The viscous annihilation power and the vast water element power collided, tore, and annihilated each other wildly.

Every instant, a massive amount of water elements are evaporated into nothingness, and the speed of the vortex rotation becomes sluggish and trembling due to overload.

One breath... three breaths... five breaths!
The shield's surface, a deep blue crystal wall, was covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

click-

A crisp, cracking sound as it shattered completely.

The azure crystal wall was completely pierced and torn apart, exploding into countless specks of light, while the remaining dark gold pillar of light slammed into the shield itself.

As if struck head-on by an ancient giant elephant, Xixi was thrown into the air, spitting out blood.

The surface of the Sea-Suppressing Shield was covered with spiderweb-like cracks and dents. It flew backwards with a mournful cry and crashed into the ruins.

But—these five breaths, gained at the cost of injury, were enough.

(End of this chapter)