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

Chapter 1780 The Ring of Despair and Dementia
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"Heh heh, you little brat from the Chen family, taste my Hundred Poisons Piercing the Heart!"

A Soul King with a centipede tattoo on his face chuckled and spewed out dark green poisonous mist from his hands. Dozens of elite members of the Bone-Digging Gang roared and charged after him. They were covered in anti-poison oil and had crazy eyes.

Dugu Fu's once fair face now held only a chilling murderous intent; his sunny disposition had vanished completely.

This isn't a competition arena; it's a life-or-death battlefield where he can fight with abandon.

The enormous shadow of the serpent coiled around his body, and his second soul skill, "Netherworld Poisonous Shadow," spread silently. The black poisonous mist collided and merged with the dark green poisonous mist sprayed by the opponent, producing a sizzling corrosive sound.

Even those members of the Bone-Digging Gang who rushed into the area, despite being prepared to resist the poison, instantly became stiff and sluggish, their muscles twitching uncontrollably.

"Golden Centipede Thousand-Splitting Thorn!" Dugu Fu shouted, and his third soul ring lit up.

In an instant, countless golden centipede spikes, condensed to the point of being tangible, shot out like a torrential rain.

Puff puff!
The dense sounds of flesh being pierced were chilling. Dozens of bloody holes instantly burst open on the bodies of the elite soldiers at the forefront. The deadly poison instantly invaded their blood vessels, their screams stopped abruptly, their skin quickly turned black and rotted, and their corpses fell down emitting eerie green smoke.

First Soul Skill: Splendid Feathers

Ma Wencai's clear voice rang out from the poisonous fog.

With a flick of his arms, a magnificent phantom of a golden pheasant appeared, its countless sharp feathers, shimmering with iridescent light, shooting into the enemy's follow-up troops.

The feathers can not only cause light-attribute burns, but also cause stinging in the eyes of those affected, resulting in temporary blindness.

"burn!"

Immediately afterwards, the enormous "Blazing Sun Wheel" (third soul skill) hummed as it rose into the air, spinning rapidly as it rushed into the area covered by poisonous shadows and feathers.

boom--!
The sun exploded, and the blazing golden flames and intense light instantly engulfed a group of enemies.

Even more terrifying, the high temperature ignited the complex toxins in the air and the poisonous blood on the ground!

With a hiss, a colorful cloud of highly toxic vapor rose up, covering a large area on the left flank.

Those members of the Bone-Digging Gang who were lucky enough to survive inhaled the poisonous gas, immediately clutched their throats, their eyes bulged out, black blood flowed from their seven orifices, and they died in agony.

The left wing has become a bizarre, deathly swamp, where touching it means certain death.

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"Form ranks! Charge them down!" roared a Soul King wielding a serrated greatsword. Behind him surged the core members of the Bone Digging Gang like a tidal wave, each one fierce and exuding intense soul power.

Chen Bin and Chen Shurui stood back to back, their expressions solemn. Their swords shone brightly, while their dark swords were deep and mysterious. Their completely opposite soul powers were perfectly intertwined and circulated between them.

The two of them whispered at the same time:

"Third Soul Skill - Fusion - Light and Dark Sword Vortex!"

The two swords intertwined and spun, forming a huge vortex of light and darkness with a diameter of several meters, which ensnared the dozens of Bone-Digging Gang members who were at the forefront.

The sounds of weapons breaking, bones shattering, and desperate screams mingled together as severed limbs were flung out, spraying blood everywhere.

"Fourth Soul Skill - Fusion - Light and Dark Shield Wall!" Immediately afterwards, two huge energy shield walls, one bright and one dark, instantly rose up and merged on the flanks.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The dense impacts were like a torrential downpour on banana leaves, as the subsequent Bone-Digging Squad's impact slammed heavily against the shield wall.

The light shield scorched and rebounded, while the dark wall absorbed and deflected the force, as solid as the Wailing Wall.

No matter how the opponent attacked and slashed, the light and dark barrier remained unmoved, defending the right flank as solid as a rock. However, each impact made Chen Bin and Chen Shurui's faces paler and their energy was greatly depleted.

In the air, Ma Liang was under immense pressure.

"Squeak—!" A piercing shriek came from overhead, and dozens of bloodthirsty iron-winged bats with wingspans of nearly two meters and bared fangs swooped down like a dark cloud, driven by two flying soul kings!

Each flap of the crimson flame wings brought forth scorching air waves. The "Phoenix Fire Feathers" shot out like a rain of arrows, the "Phoenix Meteor Fist" was like a falling meteor, the "Phoenix Shockwave" tore through the air, and the "Phoenix Meteor Shower" covered an entire area, with countless fireballs the size of washbasins crashing down like meteorites.

The air was thick with the smell of burning and the stench of roasted meat, and burning bat remains kept falling, hitting the ground or the heads of the unfortunate bone-digging gang members.

The aerial threat was suppressed by Ma Liang alone, but his fiery wings were also dimming, indicating that he was also expending a tremendous amount of energy.

"Flank from behind! Take out the one standing!"

A dozen or so desperados emerged from the shadows of the ruins like ground rats, heading straight for Chen Xiaojun, who was in a strange state.

"Trap!" Yuan Run's smile vanished as he slammed his palm into the ground.

Second Soul Skill: Trapped in the Mud

Zila——!
The solid ground in front of him instantly softened, collapsed, and rolled, turning into a viscous swamp nearly ten meters wide.

"Mud Transformation!" Yuan Run activated his third soul skill when he saw the enemies trying to bypass him.

The swamp instantly expanded to over twenty meters wide. The six people at the front couldn't stop in time and screamed as they were swallowed up to their chests. The more they struggled, the faster they sank. The sticky mud slowly engulfed them, leaving only their waving arms and terrified screams.

"Transform into a wall!" This soul skill involves swapping soil.

The mud at the edge of the swamp hardened and rose, forming a thick stone wall nearly three meters high, completely blocking this sneak attack route!
"Woof!" With a short, well-behaved bark, An Mingyuan, who was working in perfect harmony with Yuan Run, moved.

Clad in Rockhound Armor (first soul skill), he activated his fourth soul skill, "Starburst Assault," transforming into a streak of yellowish-brown light barely perceptible to the naked eye, leaving a trail of deceptive afterimages as he darted at high speed along the edge of the mud pit and beneath the stone wall.

"Splitter!" The Earth Claw (third soul skill) was unleashed with a sudden stop and change of direction!

The enormous rock claws screech as they slammed down on a Bone-Digging Soul Sect member who was trying to scale the wall.

*Thud!* The man was slammed flat against the wall like a rag doll, with rubble, blood, flesh, and entrails flying everywhere.

Another enemy who came from the side was suddenly turned around by An Mingyuan, and his huge rock claw swept across, cutting him in half at the waist. The upper body was still holding the knife as he took a few steps forward before falling down, his intestines spilling out onto the ground.

Further out, amidst the complex shadows cast by collapsed roof beams, half-destroyed carriages, piles of rubble, sheds, and haystacks on both sides of the street, Qiu Qingquan activated his first soul skill, "Shadow Concealment," making him virtually invisible.

Only occasionally, a metallic finger glove would glide across a throat, drawing a thin line of blood, or a "Dark Erosion Claw" (third soul skill) would emerge from the shadows like lightning, shrouded in corrosive black energy, leaving horrific, smoking, bone-deep wounds on the backs of the Bone Digging Clan members.

Every now and then, the fourth soul skill, "Rain of Rock-Breaking Needles," would suddenly erupt—dozens of sharp, earth-yellow stone needles, accompanied by a shrill sound of tearing through the air, would cover an area, pinning several members of the Bone-Digging Gang who couldn't dodge in time to the ruins, their blood flowing down the stone needles.

There was nothing they could do; Chen Xiaojun seemed to be without a mind, irrational, and confused, leaving everyone lingering around him as he slowly walked.

Pressure surged in from all directions like a tsunami, with fearless thugs and petty bosses constantly rushing towards Chen Xiaojun, who seemed completely unprepared, through unexpected gaps, between clashes of soul skills, and even by stepping on the corpses of their comrades.

Fortunately, these teenagers are all seasoned veterans, not delicate flowers in a greenhouse. Their strength, experience, reading ability, judgment, and teamwork are all excellent.

(End of this chapter)