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

Chapter 1634 The Song of the Dead! Dual-Skill Initiation!

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The duel atop the solitary peak has torn through the clouds.

The figure of Tian Sha Douluo Jiang Maoxing hovered in the center of the surging vortex of evil energy. His vertical tiger eyes looked down at Xia Ruxin, who stood in mid-air in front of the mountain fortress below. His voice was like metal scraping against ice:
"I never expected that this small Chen family villa would hide a Title Douluo."

"Her gentleness is like a forest breeze, her heart as warm as a summer breeze... her reputation is well-deserved. It's a pity,"

He grinned, revealing sharp white teeth, and the dark red, menacing aura swirling around him grew even stronger, even encroaching on the surrounding cold clouds.

"Your illusions are like a gentle breeze brushing against a stubborn rock to my Heavenly Fiend Tiger Martial Soul!"

Before he finished speaking, his massive body plummeted like a meteor, carrying with it a ferocious aura capable of destroying cities and fortresses. As his giant claws clenched, a chilling dark red vortex gathered.
"Eighth Soul Skill - Ferocious Soul Devouring Fiend!"

A dark red shockwave, imbued with endless resentment, filth, and a will to destroy, shrieked as it tore through the air, aiming straight for Xia Ruxin.

Xia Ruxin's face was as calm as water, and her steps were like lotus blossoms, advancing instead of retreating amidst the overwhelming murderous aura.

She formed a hand seal in front of her, her clothes fluttering without wind, and a vortex of soul power, seven bright and two dark, with nine wheels as dazzling as stars, suddenly appeared behind her.

The soul power flowed amidst the vortex, instantly outlining the ancient and vast array of the nine stars of the Big Dipper.

"Is that so? Illusion won't work?" Her voice was as cold as an icy spring. "Then let's try... the Big Dipper, which governs life and death!"

"Nine Yin Soul Transfer - Star Pivot Locking Soul!"

Nine dazzling cyclones suddenly accelerated their rotation, forming a deep gravitational vortex.

The malevolent soul-devouring wave, powerful enough to erode the soul, was forcibly swallowed, pulled, and decomposed by this vortex!
Even more terrifying, invisible chains shot out from the Nine Stars of Light, silently and without regard to spatial distance, directly binding themselves to the depths of Jiang Maoxing's soul.

"Roar--"

Jiang Maoxing let out a roar of shock and rage, as the invisible chains dug deep into the gaps of his soul, tearing his senses apart with excruciating pain.

Even the protective aura bestowed by the Heavenly Fiend Tiger Soul could not completely isolate this strange pulling force.

"Ninth Soul Skill - Heavenly Fiend Soul-Shattering Roar!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Jiang Maoxing roared, and the "king" character pattern on his forehead burst forth with dazzling blood light.

His entire soul power was instantly compressed to his throat, and he opened his mouth and roared—

Whoosh—!
It was not a piercing sound wave, but a terrifying shockwave that struck the very soul, carrying with it viscous blood and the wailing of countless souls.

The space rippled violently with pale white waves, and the invisible chains that had pierced the soul snapped inch by inch in response.

The terrifying sonic shockwave, still reverberating like a tangible tide of bones, slammed fiercely towards Xia Ruxin with the intent to annihilate everything.

Xia Ruxin's eyes were as cold as the eternal stars. Facing this soul's howling voice that changed the mood of the world, she showed no intention of dodging.

The illusory cherry blossoms beneath his feet suddenly withered, turning into countless tiny specks of light that merged into the rapidly spinning Big Dipper cyclone behind him.

She suddenly clasped her hands together, and a pure, rosy-pink radiance, as if untouched by worldly dust, gathered at the point where her palms met.

Cherry blossoms fall in an instant, their icy essence burying mountains and rivers!

"Mountain cherry blossoms are like beautiful women, but their beauty fades easily."

"The ninth soul skill: Qianying blows the snow to bury the soul song!"

As she uttered her clear command, the cherry-pink light that had gathered in her palm suddenly spread out, as if overnight, ten thousand cherry blossoms had fallen to the underworld.

Countless tiny, snow-like, crystal-clear cherry blossom petals appeared out of thin air, not falling, but transforming into a rapidly spinning cherry blossom snow storm.

A breathtakingly beautiful storm of petals clashed violently with a shockwave of filthy souls.

Chichi, chichi, chichi——!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only countless minute annihilations. The blood-red, malevolent sonic waves collided with the seemingly fragile cherry blossom snow, melting away as rapidly as snowflakes under the blazing sun.

Each fluttering cherry blossom petal carries a purifying power, tearing apart, disintegrating, and turning into nothingness the resentment of countless wailing souls and the viscous, filthy malevolent intent.

The cherry blossom storm spun and contracted inward layer by layer, locking the terrifying shockwave firmly at its core, like a giant cherry blossom-colored bottle, frantically devouring the filth within.

The air vibrated silently, with only endless cherry blossom snow swirling and purifying, turning a polluted soul-power dead zone into a poignant yet deadly cherry blossom snow festival!

For the first time, Jiang Maoxing's bloodshot tiger eyes revealed an incredulous horror.

His all-out attack was forcibly "purified" by this seemingly delicate cherry blossom snow?!

A deep sense of weakness welled up within me.

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Chen Hanxin's gaze swept over the two Soul Saint-level evil Soul Masters rapidly approaching from afar. Once they joined the siege, their chances of survival would be slim.

She moved her lips slightly and whispered, "That's about it."

A misty vapor instantly appeared around Chen Hanxin, and the light of her fifth soul ring flowed.

The Fifth Soul Skill, "Illusory Sea Tide Rising," was released silently.

An illusory wave rose from the ground, gently yet swiftly pushing her back several feet, creating a necessary distance between her and her pursuers.

Before the moisture had dissipated, a sharp, silvery light suddenly burst forth from her forehead.

The head bone taken from the 80,000-year-old Silver Moon Wolf shone brightly.

"Skull Soul Skill: Realm of the Moon Goddess"

This skull technique is actually an extremely rare domain-type soul skill.

Within this realm, Chen Hanxin can control everything, enhance her own attack power, and to a certain extent, become immune to her opponent's attacks.

This technique was once used by the Silver Moon Wolf Queen, and even Yang Chenglin, who was at level 96, suffered a great loss in it.

However, because of this, this Saint King-level soul skill consumes a great deal of soul power, making it Chen Hanxin's trump card.

A huge silver-white halo expanded instantly from her center, enveloping a large number of Soul Douluo Lu Chenfeng, Yan Banqing, and two Soul Saints.

The supreme domain power contained within the Saint King-level soul bone descended with overwhelming force, causing the air to stagnate and the space to feel heavy.

Within this absolute domain constructed by the moonlight, Chen Hanxin's figure merged into the flowing light. Several deadly attacks from evil spirits grazed past the moonlight, failing to touch her in the slightest. The four trapped people suddenly felt as if they were trapped in a sticky, gelatinous substance, making it difficult for them to move.

Chen Hanxin did not pause, and her eighth spirit ring suddenly lit up.

The cool moonlight gathered behind her, transforming into thousands of sword shadows that swirled with a cold, moonlit glow, "Eighth Soul Skill - Ten Thousand Swords Return to One - Moonlight Sets in the West".

With a silent command, dense sword energy, like the setting moon tide, swept gently and overwhelmingly towards the enemies within the domain.

This eighth soul skill is also a Saint King-level soul skill, and it has an attack bonus from the domain.

The two Soul Saints, suppressed by the domain, had no way to escape. Their protective soul power was pierced through like thin paper, and their bodies were instantly torn apart by thousands of swords, turning into a blood mist.

The heavy pressure within the domain was slightly weaker on the two Soul Douluos, Lu Chenfeng and Yan Banqing. Even with a full-force burst, it was enough to temporarily break their control, but in the rush, they only had time to activate their low-level life-saving Soul Skills.

Lu Chenfeng crossed his arms, and dark soul power condensed in front of him into a shattered "Rotten Bone Shield".

Yan Banqing shrank back, and the power of the underworld transformed into a twisting "ghostly mist" that enveloped his vital points.

The Moonlit Sword Qi surged like a tide, instantly shattering the "Rotten Bone Shield" and scattering shards of bone; the "Ghostly Shadow Mist" boiled violently, nearly collapsing.

Although the two were not killed on the spot, the backlash from the shattered protective soul skills and the icy pain from the sword energy piercing their bodies caused them to spit out blood, their breath to weaken, and deep wounds that revealed the bone to cover their entire bodies.

(End of this chapter)