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

Chapter 1674 The Wolf King Collapses!

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hiss--!
The sacred bird cried out in anguish, tearing through the sky!

The sacred flames scorched and leaped on the willow branches, leaving only scorch marks of varying depths and wisps of smoke on the azure surface, while most branches continued to penetrate deeper—a direct manifestation of that terrifying resistance to ice and fire.

Xue Shiming felt a metallic taste rise in her throat and let out a muffled groan.

Ning Zhongtian's gaze sharpened, and he raised his palm to press down.

Fifth Soul Skill: Holy Tower Meteor Explosion

The phantom of the Holy Light Glazed Tower transformed into a gentle yet powerful rainbow, quietly merging into the surging holy flames surrounding the swan.

In an instant, a miraculous transformation occurred!

The churning, leaping, and blazing flames seemed to be thrown into the center of an invisible furnace, suddenly collapsing and solidifying inward.

The essence of the sacred flames was forcibly shaped by the ultimate transformative power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda—they shed their fiery, erratic form and transformed into a semi-liquid, semi-solid flow of glazed liquid.

The viscous, thick liquid, with a color like flowing gold, carried a chillingly heavy and sacred aura, flowing, spreading, and casting along the golden feathers of the swan's outstretched wings.

It was as if this magnificent sacred bird had been draped in a layer of sacred armor, cast from molten glass, indestructible yet incredibly heavy.

Energy and matter intertwine in a strange, crystalline way at this moment.

Chi chi chi——

Those blatantly piercing blue-gold willow branches, upon suddenly touching this flowing torrent of destruction, instantly erupted into dazzling golden-red flames.

The terrifyingly high temperature and unparalleled viscosity contained in the flowing glaze were like a bone-deep infection, instantly igniting the willow branches and spreading wildly back along their roots.

The main body of the sword willow vine trembled and convulsed violently, as if it felt an overwhelming threat, and emitted an invisible wail.

In an attempt to protect itself, the resilient main vine unleashed astonishing power, actively snapping dozens of branches deep within the flowing glaze at their roots.

Burning vines and dripping molten glass slurry crashed onto the arena, creating scorched craters and sending up plumes of acrid smoke.

With eyes blazing with fury, the swan, bearing the viscous, scalding armor of divine punishment, and fueled by the lingering rage from the pricks of the willow branches and the vengeful flames of burning vines, swept away a destructive torrent as it swooped down toward the vine throne.

Amidst the deafening cheers from the stands, the Silver Wolf True King, who was prostrate at Xiao Yi's feet, silently raised his head, his enormous moon wings already flapping.

Tang Chen's muscular right arm was wrapped in a domineering lightning force squeezed from the depths of his bones and blood, a force that was almost capable of destroying himself.

He raised his warhammer, drawing upon the lightning accumulated by his Fifth Soul Skill, Earth-Shaking Power, and channeling it into the surging stream of glazed liquid along the path of the swan's descent.

Zi La La——!
The Blue-Gold Thunder Serpent went berserk in the Glazed Holy Liquor, its physical destructive power and elemental corrosive energy being forged by this divinely punishing flow of liquid.

"Wow—!"

The swan's enormous beak opened!

The "divine thunder magma" that had accumulated to its peak suddenly exploded.

It was no longer a liquid torrent, but transformed into a thunderous downpour covering an area of ​​hundreds of meters in radius.

More than a hundred streaks of glazed lightning, coiled around the blue-gold destructive electric python, poured violently towards the area where Xiaoyi was, like spears hurled by a god.

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As the core pillars of the Tiandou team, the three heroes of Tiandou had long agreed that in the face of the endless tricks and surprise moves of various soul master academies, they must have a fusion strike that can deliver the final blow.

Behind this consensus lies a subtle yet real bond between the top powers of the three empires.

The Haotian Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, located near Tiandou City, often have some of their younger members who are not core members. Due to the needs of their families' political maneuvering, they frequently gather at the Tiandou Royal Academy to study. These young people studying together here is not only an extension of their families' reach but also a potential cornerstone for future cooperation.

Over time, the seeds of cooperation were quietly sown in those overt and covert exchanges and competitions.

To some extent, "Honghu Holy Punishment - Thunderous Heavenly Conquest" is an imitation and exploration of this top-notch cooperative concept - the essence of the combined attack that the three starter families rely on to "rule the world".

Admittedly, Xue Shiming's Honghu Sacred Beast bloodline is pure, but Ning Zhongtian's Glazed Pagoda has mutated to have sacred attributes, and Tang Chen's Haotian Hammer has also undergone an unknown transformation, having long since broken away from the original template, but it still has a foundation.

The three martial souls are no longer as pure as they originally were, but they have also opened up new possibilities on the path of mutation.

To this end, the mentors and the teaching committee worked together to overcome the challenges, and the three of them devoted far more effort than the average person.

They honed their soul power flow countless times in the forbidden forest behind the academy, deduced energy fusion paths when the training ground was deserted, and tempered their resilience in cooperation through countless explosions and internal injuries caused by attribute conflicts and energy imbalances.

Thousands of failures, reshaping, and attempts, almost self-torturing, were required to finally sculpt the "Thunderous Heavenly Conquest" that now summons the true form, melts and forges lightning, and can vanquish all evil.

It is not merely a combination of soul skills, but the only point of resonance found by the three mutated martial souls in countless collisions. It is a destructive torrent formed by the convergence of three unruly forces on a specific track.

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The Silver Wolf King, who was protecting its master, had already taken to the air and stood directly in front of Xiao Yi.

With its enormous mouth wide open, the sparse lunar soul power around it was gathered and compressed—a huge silver sphere of light, purely formed from moonlight, rapidly took shape within its mouth.

"Howling Moon Silver Light Breaks!"

The ball of light crashed headlong into the falling rain of lightning.

The stalemate lasted only a moment.

The silver light quickly dimmed and shattered under the erosion of the blue-gold lightning!
It was on the verge of complete collapse—

Ouch——!
A desolate wolf howl, seemingly from ancient times, pierced through the void.

Behind the Silver Wolf True King, an even larger, over thirty-meter-tall phantom of a silver wolf suddenly appeared, with the same moon-white wolf mark branded on its forehead.

"Moon Wolf Guardian" - This innate skill, which was also learned in life and imprinted in the bloodline, was activated across life and death!
The phantom and the true king merged into one in an instant. The silver wolf's dim body seemed to be infused with the essence of the moon, solidifying instantly and its aura surging.

Its sharp claws and fangs tore apart several incoming bolts of lightning.

However, this strength was like the last flicker of a candle.

laugh!
The first complete bolt of crystal lightning finally crashed down, slamming hard onto the silver wolf's back. Its massive body sank abruptly, and a muffled whimper rolled from its throat.

laugh!laugh!laugh!
More lightning bolts rained down, and the body forged from the silver wolf's moonlight trembled violently amidst the relentless divine lightning punishment.

The protective moonlight was torn apart and evaporated; the spirit was charred and carbonized in the crystal lightning and fire; the wails were extinguished in the deafening explosion.

Ten...

Thirty dishes...

Seventy questions...

When all seventy-odd flames of destructive lightning finally dimmed and disappeared, the Silver Wolf True King's head, which had been raised for the last time, drooped limply.

Its will to protect dissipated, and its massive body crumbled inch by inch, turning into countless drifting silver-white specks of light.

These fragments of light, carrying the last bit of protection, like fireflies returning to their nests, silently disappeared into Xiaoyi's standing body.

The remaining thirty bolts of blue-gold lightning had just torn through the air and rushed towards the throne when they suddenly veered off course, as if drawn by an invisible magnet, and shot straight toward a certain spot on the arena—

Dozens of twisted and wriggling vines had emerged from there at some unknown time. Their bodies were dark purple, like congealed blood, and covered with jagged, bamboo-like protrusions. Each segment was covered with free blue-gold lace.

(End of this chapter)