Douluo: The Road to Invincibility Begins with Bibi Dong

Chapter 194 It seems that I was underestimated by an ant
"You want to trap me in a mere mirror space?"

Yang Fan smiled, and one golden soul ring after another appeared under his feet.

He raised his hand and pointed at Li Ling not far away.

"Divine Skill, Inquisition Water."

As Yang Fan finished speaking, the golden soul ring under his feet seemed to be activated by some mysterious power, blooming with dazzling gold.

Li Ling's body froze, and the space around him seemed to be solidified by an invisible force.

Ripples were rippling in the air, and thick water vapor gathered from all directions and penetrated into Li Ling's body along his skin.

As more and more water vapor seeped in, Li Ling's skin began to swell, breathing gradually became difficult, and his skin became pale and wrinkled like a corpse soaked in water.

Water vapor continuously seeped into Li Ling's body, and Li Ling's body continued to expand like a balloon.

Li Ling tried to struggle, but no matter what method he used, the water vapor lingering around him was like a maggot on his tarsal bone, following him like a shadow, and seeping into his body continuously.

The water vapor that seeped into his body pierced his skin like ice-cold steel needles, flowing through his blood vessels and lungs. The pain like being cut by a thousand knives made his eyes burst, his face twisted and distorted, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead, and a large amount of misty white smoke came out of his mouth and nose.

"It's worthy of a magical skill. Never mind, I won't struggle anymore." Li Ling gave up resisting.

The next second, there was a loud bang, and Li Ling's body exploded like a balloon, instantly turning into a ball of bloody mist.

"How dare a mere mortal dream of..."

Yang Fan showed a smug look on his face and was about to say something, but suddenly he paused.

Why hasn't this space disappeared yet?

Could it be that he is not dead yet?
Yang Fan's expression suddenly became serious.

He looked around and saw that the blood-colored mist did not dissipate as he expected, but instead began to slowly condense in the air.

"This, how is this possible." Yang Fan muttered to himself in disbelief.

The people and objects that appeared in the mirror space could be phantoms, but his magical skill did not have the possibility of attacking phantoms.

The magical skill he just displayed would only work on creatures with water in their bodies within the range, so no matter where the opponent was hiding or how many illusions he created, it would be meaningless.

This magical skill of his can only attack the opponent's body.

Unless the illusion created by the other party is no different from the real body, there is water in the body.

Otherwise, there is no possibility of attacking the phantom.

Judging from the blood-colored mist that exploded, it must be the opponent's real body that exploded.

Could it be that the other party possesses some spiritual skill that can bring the dead back to life?

The blood-colored fog grew thicker and thicker, and the human figures gradually became clearer. Li Ling's figure reappeared in Yang Fan's sight.

"What kind of soul skill is this, bringing the dead back to life?" There was a hint of doubt in Yang Fan's voice.

As a priest and hunter of the divine world, he dealt with many creatures that violated the rules of the divine world.

Among those creatures he killed, there were some who possessed the ability to resurrect, or some who were similar to immortality.

Special soul skills and talents such as resurrection are not unfamiliar to him.

"Resurrection from the dead?"

Li Ling's mouth curled up gradually: "I do have a soul skill that can bring the dead back to life, but if you want me to use that soul skill, don't you have to break my current soul skill first?"

"If you can't even break my third soul skill, how can you bring me back to life?"

The difference between a spirit beyond the god level and those low-level spirits is that even if those low-level spirits can copy a space with the same spirit skill as Li Ling, it will only be a mirror space at best. Li Ling's space is a real mirror world.

The Li Ling in this space may be his original self or not.

It was just like the Tang Chen he had copied at the beginning. Apart from being a mindless fighting machine, there was no difference between him and the original Tang Hao.

Li Ling remembered that Oscar seemed to have a soul skill that could copy other people's soul skills, but Oscar's soul skill posed no threat to him.

Oscar can indeed copy his spirit skills, but the upper limit of Oscar's martial spirit is there.

The upper limit of Oscar's martial spirit meant that even if he copied Li Ling's spirit skills, he could only copy a form at best, with limited strength.

Unless Oscar's martial soul can become the same level as Li Ling's martial soul, the soul skills he copied will never be able to reach the true level of Li Ling's soul skills.

The Asura God's divine consciousness cannot be sealed by any mirror space.

This is actually a world in a mirror, a real world that exists in another dimension.

For Asura God's divine consciousness to escape from here, the difficulty is not much different from tearing the wall of space and traveling to other worlds.

Even if the Asura God's divine consciousness really tore open the wall of the world, he might not be able to return to the Douluo world, and would most likely be lost in the vast chaos.

Li Ling seldom uses his soul skills, because with his strength, there are not many people who can make him use his soul skills.

Among his three martial souls, the weakest is the blue angel martial soul.

Except for the blue angel spirit, the other two spirits are all at the level of demon beasts and divine beasts in the prehistoric world.

Precisely because he has two such powerful martial souls, he dares to ignore the gods in the divine realm with his mere level 97 soul power.

"Really? It seems like I was underestimated by an ant."

"Then I want to see how many times you can be resurrected."

Yang Fan's face gradually darkened, and he raised his hand and pointed.

"Divine skill, Inquisition Limb."

As Yang Fan finished speaking, the golden soul ring under his feet shone brightly.

Ripples appeared in the space, and an invisible force enveloped Li Ling.

The air around Li Ling seemed to solidify, and his body seemed to be stuck in an invisible quagmire, and even his fingers could hardly move.

Translucent chains slowly emerged from the ripples of space and wrapped around Li Ling's limbs and neck.

Click click
The sound of bones tearing was constant and made people terrified.

With a "puff" sound, several streams of blood spurted out.

Li Ling's entire body was torn into several pieces, turning into countless pieces of meat, floating quietly in the air.

The translucent chains turned into white transparent fluid, wrapping the fragments inside.

Yang Fan stared straight at the fragments floating in the air, with a faint sneer on his face.

"This time, I want to see how you can be resurrected."

Li Ling, who had just exploded into a ball of blood-colored mist, was able to be resurrected. In Yang Fan's opinion, this was no different from those immortal bodies that could be reborn with a drop of blood.

Now, every fragment of Li Ling was in a state similar to being sealed. Even the blood that gushed out was divided into countless pieces by the translucent fluid and wrapped up.

Under such circumstances, even if Li Ling had an immortal body like the creatures he had met before that could be resurrected infinitely, he did not think there was any possibility of Li Ling's resurrection.

(End of this chapter)