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

Chapter 1675 Plant Destroyer

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On the high seat, Yu Yongyuan's knuckles on the armrests clenched slightly.

"Thunderous Yama Vine".

The whisper was calm and still, yet it sounded like cold iron falling onto ice.

With his bloodline imbued with the millennia-old Thunder Scripture of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, how could he not recognize this plant world's doomsday calamity bearing the source blood of the Thunder God?

Thunderous Hell Vine is one of the most suitable super soul beasts to obtain among the thunder-type martial souls of the Yu family, and it has been hunted throughout thousands of years of history.

When those titled nobles came to their senses, who among them didn't know about the Thunderous Hell Vine, one of the super martial souls?

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The private room at Thunder Academy fell silent for a moment, then erupted into an even more subdued commotion.

The young members of the Yu family swallowed hard and stiffened—in the family library, the totem of vines entwined with lightning was a required course; at the top of the family altar, three lightning cores (soul beast crystal cores) were enshrined, taken from the ten-thousand-year-old Yama Vine!

Their breaths became labored the moment they recognized the dark purple bamboo joints.

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On the arena, the dark purple vines faced the sacred lightning elixir that was bestowed upon them, and the vines and bamboo joints opened and closed as if they were alive!
Sizzle——!
All the blue-gold lightning arcs, like venomous snakes returning to their nests, disappeared into the dark purple nodules.

The vines trembled slightly, and the purple light on their surface intensified for a moment, as if they had stretched out their segments after a satisfying meal.

Before Tian Dou and the others could even react, the vines suddenly stretched upwards.

Dozens of vine tips, like a leech, tightly entangled the torrent of crystal-clear thunderous liquid high in the sky, carried by swans.

The Thunderous Hell Vine, with ten thousand years of cultivation, is enough to change the celestial phenomena and bring thunder down to the mortal world; controlling the power of thunder is its basic ability.

Although it doesn't reach the quality of a super martial soul like Xiao Yi's, due to the special nature of the main martial soul, the Evergreen Vine, and its branch, the Thunderous Hell Vine, its quality and aura are definitely among the best of the king-level martial souls.

Those sacred lightning slurries are a great tonic for the Thunderous Hell Vine.

"Ugh——!"

The swan's true form let out a long cry of alarm and anger, and struggled to flap its flowing wings, trying to break free from this terrifying suction force.

But the viscous liquid lightning paste was forcibly torn off from its wings by the vines and poured back into the dark purple vine thicket.

The engulfing chains are far from stopping at the surface.

The vines, thirsting for lightning, pierced through the torrent of energy, tracing the trajectory of the soul power Tang Chen had infused with thunderous energy upstream.

hum!
The surging Haotian Thunder Force around Tang Chen suddenly went out of control.

The excruciating pain from the violently sucked tendons caused him to groan in pain, and fine burn marks even appeared on his exposed arm bones.

Even more terrifying was the vine's instinctive greed—it didn't stop after draining his existing lightning energy, but instead drew upon the original soul power of the Haotian Force within him, forcing him to squeeze out even more lightning from the depths of his flesh, bone, and marrow.

Tang Chen looked like he was having some spasms.

"Break!" Xue Shiming shouted hoarsely.

He decisively severed the core link between himself and the true form of the swan!
The sacred bird in the sky let out a mournful cry, its giant wings froze, and the brilliant sacred flames and liquid peeled away and dissipated layer by layer, finally turning into a sky full of broken feathers and golden dust, disappearing like an illusion.

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Inside the VIP box of Team Tiandou II, Tang Xiao's brows furrowed deeply as he stared at Tang Chen's injured arm and convulsing body on the stage: "What happened to my brother?"

Yu Zhengjun's face was grim, and his voice was deep: "That is the Thunderous Hell Vine, which is born with the ability to control lightning. Lightning is nothing more than food in front of this thing... and your brother's Haotian Force cannot control it and cannot stop it from being sucked in."

His jawline was extremely taut.

That carefully maintained calm lasted only a moment before being overwhelmed by a deeper melancholy.

The Tang family's foundational Haotian Force also involves using lightning, and the Thunderous Hell Vine is practically a nemesis to it, so it's normal for them to suffer losses.

But for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, which the Yu family relied on for its fame, this thing was simply a natural nemesis, completely countered. The dark purple vines, soaked in holy lightning, burst open with countless snake-like bolts of lightning, and dense dark buds suddenly swelled up on their bamboo-like trunks, which then burst open one after another.

Deep within the flower's heart, thick, viscous lightning coalesced, like mouths ready to devour their prey.

A deep, dark color spread silently from the base of the vine throne.

"The fragrance of my flowers fills Chang'an, and when they bloom, all other flowers wither."

Whispers fall like frost.

"Fifth Soul Skill - Ninefold Purple".

boom!
Hundreds of dark purple lightning bolts tore through space.

They were not flashing lightning, but rather a torrent of viscous thunderous liquid continuously gushing from the vines and flower stamens, rushing straight towards the remnants of the Heavenly Battle Formation.

Each beam was thicker than an arm, its speed like lightning piercing through the clouds; its force like the sky collapsing and pressing down; its power even surpassed the combined force of Xue Shiming and the other two in their "Thunderous Heavenly Conquest".

This is precisely the terrifying aspect of using the Thunderous Hell Vine as a branch to unleash its core, fundamental soul skill—

The destructive essence originating from the bloodline of Thor was released at this moment with a violence and purity that was even more dazzling and violent than when it was used with the Evergreen Vine as the main body!
Furthermore, it was enhanced by the absorption of the holy lightning and the ancient vine barrier!

Xue Shiming's pupils constricted sharply: "Not good, change formation! Zhongtian!"

Chi Chi Chi -!
The torrent of lightning first struck the outermost layer of the protective galaxy barrier.

The blinding purple lightning frantically eroded and wore away the stardust in the vortex. In just two breaths, the brilliant galaxy began to wail under the strain, and cracks spread like a spider web.

puff!
Bai Tianrui, in the center of the Milky Way, shuddered violently, spitting out blood as the backlash from the shattered star ring slammed him to the ground.

This far exceeds the upper limit of the daytime spirit power tolerance and star attribute conversion.

Zhi Xuan, slumped not far away, forced a weak, embarrassed laugh: "Little Rui...in the end...couldn't hold on either..."

Bai Tianrui lay sprawled among the rubble, too lazy to even lift his eyelids: "Get close...you unlucky star...sooner or later..."

Zhixuan choked up, completely speechless.

The torrent of lightning shattered the barrier of the starry river and relentlessly lashed at the crumbling inner formation of the Heavenly Battle.

At the critical moment, Ning Zhongtian's gentle yet undeniable voice pierced through the thunder: "The Glazed Sacred Domain!"

The triangular formation changed instantly.

Ning Zhongtian stood at the forefront, with Xue Shiming and Tang Chen placing their palms on his backs, pouring their powerful soul energy into him without reservation.

At this moment, the core of the formation has changed—Xue Shiming's aura has fallen, while Ning Zhongtian's body is filled with a powerful aura, and he has stepped into the Soul Saint realm.

It can be said that the three-person's operational mode of alternating offense and defense and shifting core positions is modeled after the "Ruling the World" combined attack, which draws the team's soul power to focus on one person and achieves a brief leap in attributes and status.

The ability to instantly switch cores and use different cores in skill rotation is entirely based on the operating method of the world-renowned "Moon Palace in the Sky".

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As elites from a place as inclusive as the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, they deeply understand that learning from others' strengths and being tolerant of all kinds of people is the style of the academy, which is the only way to remain invincible in the face of adversity.

The true form of the Holy Light Glazed Pagoda descended from above, its flawless holy radiance rapidly spreading and condensing into a semi-circular glazed light curtain twenty meters in front of the procession.

The suppressive power of the Holy Light Glazed Pagoda forms the basis of our defense.

This is a powerful legal domain, no less than a realm.

Boom boom boom boom——!
The torrent of dark purple lightning lashed fiercely against the light screen!

The Holy Light Glazed Tower's properties were operating wildly. Some of the lightning energy was purified and dissolved by divine power as soon as it touched the light barrier, like boiling water melting snow. But much more destructive lightning exploded violently with unparalleled force.

Each impact caused the light curtain to tremble violently, and the holy, crystal-clear radiance and the dark purple, destructive lightning clashed, tore, and annihilated each other at the boundary!
During the stalemate, although the light screen did not immediately collapse, its edges began to twist and dent inward.

The terrifying dark purple lightning bolts coiled and contracted inward like countless giant pythons, pressing the Holy Light Domain inward inch by inch, causing the shimmering light to dim and shrink at a visible speed.

The balance point of space is being pushed towards the edge of the Heavenly Battle formation little by little by destructive brute force.

(End of this chapter)