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

Chapter 1744 Five Against Two - Blood Pool Infusion

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A little further back, Ji Hongming's gaze became serious, and the true form of the Wenhua Brush rapidly wielded its brush and splashed ink in the void.

"Azmonk, I'll cut off your source of evil, let's see how arrogant you can be now!"

"Demon-Sealing Talisman - Suppressing Evil and Locking Spirits!"

This Demonic Spirit Scroll is a complete set of secret manuals developed by the Ji family specifically for evil spirit masters.

One by one, enormous seal script characters, constructed from pure soul power and profound mysteries and flowing with dazzling golden light, appeared in the air.

These runes were not intended for direct attack; instead, they were precisely aimed at Azmonk's main body, who was laughing maniacally as he cast spells, as well as at several unstable nodes on the massive body of the Maw of Devourer, where the energy flow was most violent and chaotic, and the spatial structure was clearly distorted.

Where the runes were imprinted, space suddenly froze!
The originally surging torrent of evil energy was locked down, and its violent momentum suddenly stopped. The actions of the Maw of Devourer and even the operation of its core evil energy were instantly suppressed.

Tong Yangyuan, suspended high in the air, exuded a solemn and sacred aura, while the Tonghe Martial Soul behind him stretched its neck and cried out.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Crimson Flame Burns Evil Light!"

With its wings outstretched, the surging golden-red flames did not burst with heat, but transformed into a pure, vast, and sacred flame containing purifying power, which poured down like a golden tide.

"With this purifying fire, I cleanse you of all your sins!"

Wherever the flames reached, the thick, dark red evil energy churning on the surface of the Devourer's Throat melted and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Those human-faced remnants struggling on the surface of flesh and blood emitted sharp, agonizing cries of fear, their figures rapidly fading and weakening.

This powerful purifying flame greatly suppressed the terrifying corrosive power and life regeneration ability of the Maw of Devouring.

"Roar--!!!!"

The continuous suppression and trauma drove the Maw of Devourer into a complete frenzy. Its abyss-like maw opened wide once more, and this time it suddenly spewed out a thick, filthy, dark red energy breath.

Its breath churned with nauseating, putrid pus, exuded a twisted intent that tore at the soul, and even carried flesh, viscera, and the corrosive power of strong acid capable of melting gold and corroding iron.

The target is Tong Yangyuan!

At the same time, its massive body writhed wildly, the flesh at the base of its severed tentacles wriggled and regenerated, and several ferocious scorpion-tail-hooked bone spikes suddenly pierced out from all parts of its body, viciously attacking Ji Hongming who was casting the seal.

"Careful, you might drink it!!"

Shi Yuanyuan was prepared. He roared angrily, and the giant shield on the back of the Xuan Turtle stood in front of his breath.

Sizzle—Bang!

The crimson breath slammed into the massive tortoise-shell light shield, and terrifying corrosive energy spread and eroded the shield's surface wildly, emitting a teeth-grinding noise.

The thick, solid, earthen-yellow light shield vibrated violently, and even fine cracks appeared on its surface.

The hard rock beneath Shi Yuanyuan's feet cracked and sank inch by inch, bearing unimaginable pressure.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Xuanwu Earth-Shaking Technique!"

His body shone with a burst of earthy yellow light, and his skin was covered with a layer of rock-like armor phantom. His strength, defense, elemental resistance, and physical endurance soared, transforming him into a humanoid fortress, standing firm against the evil creature's attack without taking a single step back.

"Old Lei!"

"Break it off for me!!" Lei Xing reacted incredibly fast. Seeing the bone spurs coming at him, his Thunder Axe martial spirit flashed with lightning again!
"Sixth Soul Skill: Thunderous Mountain-Splitting Axe!"

His arms were bulging with muscles, and the Thunder Axe, imbued with the violent power of thunder that could split mountains and shatter rocks, cleaved horizontally in fury.

Boom! Clang!
The Thunder Axe cleaved fiercely at the several giant bone spikes, sparks flying everywhere. The ear-piercing metallic clang and the shockwave of the energy explosion swept around. Although the bone spikes were not completely severed, they were covered with cracks, and the trajectory of the impact was forcibly deflected.

The Azure Bamboo Sword Master moved with his sword, becoming one with it, transforming into an unstoppable stream of azure light.

"The Secret Manual of Green Bamboo: Breaking Through the Miasma and Unlocking the Secrets!"

A glint flashed in his eyes, and the azure bamboo sword energy in his hand instantly condensed into a tiny point, as fast as a shooting star, and pierced with unparalleled precision a filthy node on the surface of the Devourer's Throat, where the energy fluctuations were violent due to the rapid regeneration of the tentacles, and which was closely connected to the roots of the newly formed bone spurs.

The extremely concentrated sword energy not only disrupted the node's energy, but also injected a wisp of 'pure sword intent' into the evil object, like a maggot clinging to its bone, continuously interfering with its evil energy circulation and delaying its repair.

"Regeneration? You'll be cut off at your very foundation!"

puff!

This point pierced through sharply, and the sword energy containing the will to "break through the miasma" instantly poured in.

Although it did not cause widespread destruction, it disrupted the flow of evil energy in that area, drastically reduced the regeneration rate of bone spurs, and greatly weakened the attack power of the newly formed bone spurs.

Ji Hongming muttered to himself as he wielded his pen without stopping:

"Strengthen! Imprison! Bind! Sever!"

More and more golden runes, each containing different sealing powers, quickly took shape, layer upon layer, wrapping around and reinforcing the energy core of the Maw of Devourer and the location of Azmonk, forming an even heavier rune array shackle.

While activating the Wenhua Brush to stabilize the sealing runes in several key positions, he retreated swiftly like the wind.

Azmonk clawed at the boiling blood pool, laughing maniacally as he retorted, "The Blood God's blessings are boundless! Your attempts to seal them are nothing more than ants trying to shake a mountain! Devourer, tear them apart—"

The Soul-Devouring Stomach writhed wildly, greedily devouring the filthy energy of the blood pool, and attempting to tear apart Ji Hongming's golden runes.

The attacks of the five titled Douluo were like a storm, their fierce power constantly bombarding the twisted body of the Devourer's Throat, blasting apart its filthy flesh and blood.

Under the combined onslaught of golden flames, lightning, sword energy, and seals, the massive body of the Devourer's Maw struggled, burned, and disintegrated like a lit pile of grease.

However, this monster's life force and corrupt energy were too immense, and with Azmonk controlling it and the support of the blood pool, the severe damage, enough to destroy mountains and shatter peaks, was rapidly repaired by the blood pool's energy.

Azmonk, trapped deep within the core of the Devouring Throat, felt as if his soul was being repeatedly cut by thousands of sharp blades. Each violent explosion and purification caused his soul's origin, connected to this evil entity, to tremble violently.

Through the monster's tattered flesh, he could see the five titled figures, especially that damned Tong Yangyuan, whose golden-red flames' restraint on blood energy was causing his soul to ache.

"Insects... how dare you... harm my creation!" Azmonk's withered face twisted in agony, a strange red light flashing. "Blood Pool... I need more!"

The cave trembled violently, the flesh and blood chambers pulsated, and the blood vessels on the walls twitched.

This is the ultimate clash between the purest fire and the most vile abyss!
Golden-red holy flames and dark red evil energy, like two giant dragons, frantically tore and annihilated each other in the huge flesh-and-blood chamber. Each collision made the cave tremble and briefly illuminated every twisted corner of this sinful abyss.

The roar of the Maw of Devourers, the wails of countless remnant souls, the muffled thud of the giant shield, the thunderous booms, the sharp cries of swords, the hum of runes, and the burning of golden flames intertwined to form a symphony of destruction.

Beside the pool of blood, Azmonk's withered figure suddenly erupted with an even more terrifying dark red blood light.

"Blood Feeding Secret Manual: Soul Devouring and Return to Origin!"

He let out a piercing shriek, and the viscous, foul blood in the boiling pool beneath his feet transformed into a mighty torrent, surging wildly into his withered body and swallowing it whole.

(End of this chapter)