Douluo: Yun Ming in the Spirit Hall Era

Chapter 301: The Golden Tree Appears, and the Battle Begins

Willpower can sometimes be the last straw that helps humans get through difficult situations, but it also has its limits.

After the last of the golden tree's energy entered the body, it condensed into a solid entity again. Judging from the current situation, the total volume has obviously exceeded the bearing limit of Yun Ming and the space within his body.

Yun Ming looked inward at himself. The sky-supporting space in his body also underwent the same changes as the previous golden tree space. On the inner wall of the space, tiny cracks like spider webs continued to form.

'Failed! '

Yun Ming looked at the gradually crumbling sky-supporting space with a heavy heart and made such a judgment. He was not a god and could not see through everything in the future. If luck was not on his side, he could do nothing. But he could succeed in many cases because he had enough strength and will, the will to never give up!

Even if the plan failed now, if he didn't quickly release the golden tree from his body, he would most likely be seriously injured or even die. However, before the final deadline for the collapse of his inner space, various information about himself and the golden tree continued to flash through his mind, with the intention of stabilizing the space.

The situation in Yun Ming's inner world is rapidly deteriorating, and the situation in the outside world is not good either.

Although the sudden change scared everyone, they soon found that the pressure that suppressed them disappeared, and they stood up one by one, while Yang Wutian led the people of the Po Yi clan to protect Yun Ming. Previously, these people had to be humble in front of Yun Ming's power and lost their dignity. Now that Yun Ming had an accident, they might not take advantage of the situation to fight back.

The local tyrants in Yinchuan City had different thoughts at this time. Some wanted to make a move, but the benefits of the previously unknown treasure made them reluctant to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They were all experts in medicine, and they were very interested in the magical item that could prolong their lifespan just by absorbing a little of the treasure's energy.

But there were also those who saw the situation clearly, did not want to take action, and just wanted to get away. For example, the previous Chief Ye. Not to mention that Yun Ming was only bursting with blood, and nothing happened yet! Just the existence of the other people of the Po Yi Clan and Dai Bingjun, these local earthworms actually had no chance.

But no matter what they thought, no one moved at this moment, and the person who could truly control the situation had not yet expressed his position!

Dai Bingjun stood up gloomily and saw bursts of blood suddenly bursting out of Yun Ming's body. It was obvious that an accident had happened. His originally unwilling heart became agitated. Before, in front of Yun Ming's absolute power, he had no choice. Whether it was dignity or interests, he was powerless and could only kneel and watch. But now it was different. Yun Ming obviously had a problem. If he didn't do something, he would not be worthy of the surname Dai.

He walked slowly towards Yun Ming, his face full of worry, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising. He was too happy, and his desire to act couldn't suppress his body's instinct of pleasure. At the same time, he pretended to be worried.

"Oh! Patriarch Yang, what happened to Young Master Yun? Is it okay?"

Yang Wutan looked at Dai Bingjun, who had an inconsistent expression on his face and a scent of tea on his mouth, and said coldly.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. We will handle our clan's affairs ourselves. Please stop!"

He asked them to stop. Obviously, the sudden change on Yun Ming's side made Yang Wutian no longer want to play Tai Chi. But is it possible for Dai Bingjun to stop? That must be impossible! If he stopped, where would his face be? He still walked slowly towards the Po Yi clan and spoke in a friendly manner.

"Patriarch Yang, please don't be so formal. We are close partners."

"Young Master Yun seems to have run into some trouble now. As an elder and the Prince of Xingluo, if I don't help him, outsiders will definitely say something bad about me, the Xingluo royal family!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand for his trusted subordinates to come over and continued.

"This is the royal physician I brought from Xingluo Palace. He has a lot of insights into the problems caused by various soul masters' cultivation. Patriarch Yang, why don't you let him take a look? Maybe he can help Young Master Yun."

Yang Wutian took a look at the imperial physician that Dai Bingjun mentioned. He was two meters tall, sturdy, with a thick layer of calluses on his hands. He should also be a good hand with weapons. There was no smell of medicine on his body, but the smell of blood was very strong. His face turned completely cold. They were treating him like a fool! If this was the standard for doctors, Yinchuan City could announce that the entire city had changed their profession.

For someone who clearly didn't want to settle the matter peacefully, Yang Wutian chose to take direct action. A dark-black soul-breaking spear appeared in his hand. The eight soul rings in yellow, purple and black emerged one by one, and the soul power of the soul douluo burst out in full force. He swung the spear, and a crack about ten meters deep and ten meters long appeared in front of Dai Bingjun. The distance from the gun mark to his toes was less than one centimeter, and Dai Bingjun could still faintly feel a sharp edge.

Yang Wutan said coldly.

"I said 'stop', whoever dares to go further."

"Kill without mercy, anyone."

When saying the second half of the sentence, Yang Wutan's eyes were fixed on Dai Bingjun, and it was obvious that he was speaking to him specifically.

The clan leader took action, and other experts of the Pozhi clan also summoned their martial spirit, the Soul-Breaking Spear, and shouted loudly.

"Kill!!"
Although there are only a dozen of them in total, there are two Soul Saints and eight Soul Emperors, and their power is also the best among all the forces present.

The other members of the Breakthrough One clan were fine, but the people present were surprised to sense Yang Wutian's soul power that clearly exceeded that of a Soul Saint. Since Yang Wutian only broke through to Soul Douluo after going to Tiandou, and except for two private attacks, he had never made a move in public, so the people in Yinchuan City really didn't know that he had broken through to Soul Douluo.

Dai Bingjun's expression froze, not only because the old bastard Yang Wutian had openly threatened him, but also because of Yang Wutian's cultivation and the power of the Po Yi clan. His 'imperial physician' also sensed something and whispered to Dai Bingjun.

"Your Majesty, this person's cultivation doesn't seem to be that of a beginner Soul Douluo. What should we do?"

Before Dai Bingjun could think of what to do next, Yang Wutan noticed the commotion in the crowd and took the initiative to blow himself up.

"I, an old man, luckily broke through to level 87 a few days ago. I'm not very familiar with strength now. Is there any friend who would like to help me get familiar with it?"

His voice was mixed with the effect of soul-breaking power, and his eyes were scanning everyone present. His gaze was as sharp as a hawk searching for food, waiting for its prey to show its whereabouts before starting the hunt.

Anyone caught in Yang Wutian's sight, no matter if they had any thoughts or not, would either lower their heads or turn their heads away. Anyway, they couldn't look at each other. Good fellow! The person with the highest cultivation level was from the Po Yi clan, and the second-highest cultivation level was also from the Po Yi clan. What the hell were they doing?

Yang Wutian glanced around and finally fixed his eyes on Dai Bingjun. Dai Bingjun felt a little scared when he was looked at. He glanced at the other people who were cowering around him and felt contempt. What a bunch of losers, they got discouraged when they showed their rank. But now the pressure was on him, what could he do!
Dai Bingjun smiled awkwardly.

"Since Patriarch Yang doesn't need help, of course I respect that!"

As he said this, he took a few steps back with his men.

What could he do? Among his subordinates and himself, there were only two Soul Saints and six Soul Emperors. Facing a high-level Soul Douluo with the explosive attack power of the Soul-Breaking Spear, they could only take a beating. Of course, he could only admit defeat. Otherwise, with Yang Wuotian's murderous look, he might really be killed.

The other onlookers looked at Dai Bingjun strangely when they saw him retreat. Okay, they have identified the big and small kings, and the battle officially begins.

Yang Wutan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Dai Bingjun retreat. Fortunately, this guy was a coward, otherwise, if he really succeeded in uniting other families, he was really afraid that a battle would break out and affect Yun Ming.

Yang Wutan diverted some of his attention to Yun Ming. Now he could only delay for a while. The final specific result would depend on Yun Ming.

"Ming'er, come on!" Yang Wutian didn't know what happened to Yun Ming now, all he could do was pray.

After the accident happened in Yun Ming's body, not only himself was there, but his souls, Tian Ling and the two Ao Tians were also helping out.

The two Aotian used their stability properties to suppress the space with all their strength, while Tianling assisted Yunming and activated the power of forbidden air. Although the combined efforts of the two could not prevent the collapse of the space, they could still delay the time.

Tian Ling spoke as he infused power into Yun Ming.

"Master, this won't work!"

"Let's figure this out together, quick!!"

Yun Ming naturally knew that the situation was not good, so he quickly brainstormed after giving the order.

The three souls stopped talking, thinking about solutions while doing things. However, they didn't have much time left. After more than three minutes, the space in their bodies was on the verge of breaking. If they didn't take action, Yun Ming's sky-supporting space would be broken.

Jinsheng Aotian couldn't bear it anymore and spoke as well.

"Yun Ming, have you thought of a solution? If we don't act now, the space will really collapse. Why don't we throw this thing out first!"

Yun Ming's soul gritted its teeth and insisted, shouting, "Ten seconds, give me another ten seconds."

If he really threw the tree out as Aotian said, not only would the spatial injury in his body be in vain, but he would probably have to wait a year or two before he could transfer again. Ten seconds, this was the final time Yun Ming calculated.

In his previous life, Aotian heard Yun Ming’s words and complained aloud.

"Okay! Why doesn't this damn tree become smaller like in the future!"

The speaker may not mean anything, but the listener may take it seriously. A flash of electricity flashed through Yun Ming's mind. Ao Tian's words immediately inspired Yun Ming, or in other words, made Yun Ming see the area he had neglected in his thinking.

Thinking of taking action immediately, Yun Ming casually sent a message to the Golden Tree, and then nine "Sky-Splitting" strikes were launched. Before the Golden Tree could react, nine thick branches were silently cut off and thrown out of space.

The Golden Tree had left a deep mark on Yun Ming in his previous life. Whether it was the life core of Douluo Star, or the original main body of the Sea God Pavilion and a special friend, it was very important to Yun Ming. He had never thought of harming the Golden Tree before, and all he thought about was how to take it away intact. Now Ao Tian's reminder was like an epiphany. It turned out that the solution was so simple. The tree was not a person. If it was too big, he could just cut off the branches and leaves before moving it!

After chopping down the tree, Yun Ming shouted.

"Suppress the riot!"

Yun Ming did not say the target, but the target had already made his identity known. The sudden breaking of nine main branches was also very painful for the golden tree. Immediately, golden light surged and it ran away on the spot.

Yun Ming united the three souls and suddenly increased the strength of the forbidden air force to the peak, turning it into a barrier to cover the golden tree. The white light and the golden light collided, and a horrific explosion sounded in Yun Ming's body.

In the outside world, just when a group of people were staring at each other, suddenly something happened on Yun Ming's side. A space vortex appeared in his abdomen, and nine branches and leaves over ten feet long fell to the outside world.

Previously, the vitality released by the golden tree's phantom made everyone feel that their bodies were cleansed and the flowers and trees grew wildly. Now that nine such large golden trees appeared in the outside world, the huge vitality released can be imagined. The surrounding area is similar to the spirit of a plant-type soul master, and all the plants are growing rapidly. You must know that this is not a spirit, but a real thing, and the two are completely different.

Especially when they saw a drop of sap dripping from a branch directly make a precious herb that would take more than ten years to mature mature immediately, their eyes turned red.

The fire of greed of the local tyrants in Yinchuan City, which was originally suppressed by Yang Wutian's strength, also burned fiercely as if nourished by vitality. And soon, Yun Ming gave them another shot of cardiotonic.

There was a loud noise coming from Yun Ming's body, and his body split apart directly. A blood-colored soul light covering an area of ​​two meters around him emerged, and in a short moment it turned into blood, and Yun Ming's breath also became dim and unclear.

Yang Wutan's face changed drastically, but this time Dai Bingjun saw the opportunity and attacked decisively.

"Everyone, the opportunity has come, what are you waiting for?"

As he said this, he and his big 'imperial physician' men led the charge, trying to grab the golden tree branches. He saw the hope of breaking through the title from the golden tree branches.

With someone taking the lead and the huge benefits, the other people in Yinchuan City could no longer hold back and immediately charged forward with their martial spirits. Seeing that the situation was out of control, Yang Wutian immediately gave the order.

"Yang Hong, protect Ming'er, everyone else, protect the branches!"

No one can touch Yun Ming's things.

As he said this, he raised his gun and rushed towards the Dai family's master and servant, who had transformed into white tigers and were holding a pair of large copper hammers.

Yang Wutan counted two, three, four, and five. His four soul rings lit up at the same time. A black flame ignited on the tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear. The already sharp attack power of the Soul-Breaking Spear became even more terrifying. Even if it was just a simple charge and stab, without releasing the spear light, the air and ground twenty meters in front had been completely torn apart, whistling.

Dai Bingjun felt the terrifying attack power of Yang Wutan, which was not inferior to his title, and his face was horrified.

"Yang Wutian, do you know how great a sin it is to attack Prince Xingluo? Do you want the Poyi clan to be buried with you for your actions?!!"

Yang Wutan said with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

"Buried with him? I want to see if you are worthy of this treatment in Xing Luo."

As he spoke, the soul power under his feet exploded, transforming into a black lightning, and in an instant it appeared in front of the two of them, with the tip of the gun pointing directly at Dai Bingjun's heart.

At this moment, Dai Bingjun felt that death was approaching. Fortunately, the Great Bronze Hammer Soul Saint was still useful. He stepped in front of his master and used the hammer as a shield, intending to resist Yang Wuotian's attack.

boom--

A loud explosion spread throughout the venue, attracting everyone's attention and shifting their attention to the most advanced battlefield on the field. Then they saw that the Great Copper Hammer Soul Saint and his master were suddenly blown away by a layer of black shock wave bursting out from the tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear. The Great Copper Hammer Soul Saint's face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Great Bronze Hammer Soul Saint was extremely surprised at this time. He thought he had blocked it with his martial soul, but he didn't expect that Yang Wuotian's explosive force would follow his martial soul and hit his body. Moreover, the attack power of the Po Yi clan was much stronger than he thought.

The Soul Saint's fighting power was injured in one move by Yang Wutan, which made Dai Bingjun terrified, but the arrow has been shot and there is no turning back, so he could only grit his teeth and fight.

"Everyone, come on, capture Yang Wutian!"

The master gave the order, and all his men attacked even though they were afraid. He also participated in the battle. Yang Wutian did not tolerate it, and he killed with his gun.

Two Soul Saints and six Soul Emperors, under the joint attack and defense of the Great Copper Hammer Soul Saint and Dai Bingjun, and the Soul Emperors' self-destruction tactics of exchanging their lives for injuries, managed to hold Yang Wutian back for a short period of time. When the other people in Yinchuan City saw that their biggest opponent was held back, they also put aside their past grudges, worked together, and rushed towards the elite of the Po Yi Clan.

After all, the Po Yi clan had few people. Once the fight started, except for Yang Wutan's side, the rest of the Po Yi clan, with only two or three hundred people of decent quality, could only be beaten.

As soon as a member of the Po Yi clan cut off the vine martial spirit in front of him, the soul force poisonous fangs behind him came up. Others were in a similar situation. If it weren't for the soul saint of the Po Yi clan who kept saving the situation, it is estimated that someone would be seriously injured now.

In just a moment, the field was in chaos. Venom and vegetation flew everywhere, and the spears and shock waves continued. The lush greenery that had just grown was destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Apart from the above two places, Yunming and Yang Hong had few people. Not to mention that Yunming's current situation was unclear, it would be too dangerous to act rashly. The Po Yi clan still had a title, which made them dare not act rashly. They only needed to ask for treasures. If they really touched Yunming, Yang Wudi, that madman, would definitely destroy the entire Yinchuan City.

Everyone is trying their best. Now it is a race to see whether Yang Wutan will pass the level first, or the Xingluo United Treasure Hunting Team will get the item first.

bang bang bang-

"what--"

ding ding-

boom--

The sounds of explosions and collisions mixed with screams made the battlefield more tragic, and people began to be seriously injured and killed. Yang Wutian's side was obviously the first to start, but the other side was not slow either.

Yang Hong was very anxious as he watched his clansmen fall one by one. Although no one had died yet, they were all seriously injured. If it lasted for a long time, someone would definitely die. He had to protect Yun Ming in case of any accidents, so he could only run around anxiously.

He looked at Yun Ming, whose body was covered with cracks, whose soul light was dim, and whose eyes were tightly closed, but Yun Mingdao, who still maintained his martial soul's true form.

"Young Master, wake up! We can't hold on any longer."

And Yun Ming seemed to have heard his words, and the light pattern on his body lit up with a little golden light. This was like a beginning, and the light on the light pattern spread to Yun Ming's whole body little by little, and finally completely enveloped him in the golden light.

Yang Hong looked at Yun Ming who was wrapped in golden light, feeling anxious. Is it too late?
(End of this chapter)