Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect.

Chapter 550 Going Down a Dark Path

"The real 'limit'?!"

The term "Limit Douluo" is very easy to understand; it refers to the limit of a Title Douluo. Level 90 is the highest level, and level 99 is the highest level. Level 100 is a god.

However, as Tang San said before, there is too much exaggeration in the title of Limit Douluo. Golden Crocodile Douluo, Yu Yuanzhen, Qian Daoliu, Tang Hao, and Bibi Dong are all Limit Douluo, but their combat power is vastly different and they are not the same thing at all.

A weak Limit Douluo might only be equivalent to a 400,000-year-old soul beast, while a powerful one could be comparable to the Evil Emperor, Di Tian, ​​or even the 990,000-year-old Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

This means that even though they are all Limit Douluo, the 'limit' that each person touches is different—the 'limit' here refers to the limit of the Soul Master himself, not the limit of the Martial Soul!
After Tang San and Qian Renxue's martial souls merged, this Limit Douluo seemed to represent the limit of a soul master, the limit of a martial soul, and the limit of humanity!
Upon hearing Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's explanation, Di Tian instantly understood. After all, Di Tian himself was a dragon, representing the pinnacle of soul beast races. Dragons are inherently strong, so their limits are extremely high.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said, "Becoming a god also comes at a price. After Qian Xunji became a god, his martial soul and soul rings disappeared. He was a god, not a soul master. He could use his moves without using soul rings. Becoming a god meant taking a different path. But Third Master, he is still a soul master and still uses soul skills."

"Third Master has given up on 'God' and chosen 'Man'. He's pushing the path of Martial Soul to its limit, to its end!"

At this moment, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was startled. It suddenly remembered that Tang San had a divine position. Tang San had already completed the divine test of the Rakshasa God, but he chose to give the divine position to his martial soul instead of using it for himself.

At the time, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm thought that Tang San didn't have enough time and his cultivation level was not high enough to become a god. So, in order to face the impending crisis, it chose to use its godhood to evolve the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul.

But looking at it now!
"Could it be that Third Master foresaw this day back then?!"

An extremely terrifying conjecture began to spread in Tianmeng Bingcan's mind.

"boom--!"

As if to confirm Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's words, Qian Xunji, who had been slammed into the deep sea, soared into the sky once more, his eyes bloodshot, completely insane. He no longer pursued complex divine techniques, but instead simply and brutally compressed the divine power bestowed upon him by his dual divine positions into his fists. His left fist was imbued with the weight of a bottomless abyss, while his right fist gathered the ferocity of divine thunder from the heavens. Like two blue-gold meteors, they blasted towards Tang San with the purest power!
"Die!"

Faced with this furious, devastating attack from two god-level beings, powerful enough to shatter the very fabric of the continent, Tang San finally moved. He did not dodge, nor did he use his martial soul or spirit rings; he simply raised his hands.

In an instant, the soul bones in Tang San's arms emitted a dazzling light. Soul fusion is not just about fusing the soul and soul rings, but also the soul bones!
Qian Renxue possesses a divine six-winged angel soul bone, while Tang San's soul bone, though initially fragmented, eventually absorbed the dragon bone of the Deep Sea Demon Dragon King. Tang San's spine is made from the Deep Sea Demon Dragon King's dragon bone, the very bone of a dragon that once became a god and was a true dragon, allowing him to stand upright! This connects all his soul bones together.

His left hand, covered in dark red Rakshasa armor, gently met the fist that contained the weight of the ocean.

His right hand, covered in golden angel armor, steadily caught the fist that had gathered the wrath of the sky.

puff!puff!
Two soft sounds, like bubbles bursting.

That terrifying power, capable of destroying civilization, melted and disintegrated silently the moment it touched those hands, like ice and snow under the scorching sun! There was no explosion, no impact, and not even a ripple of energy spread out!

It was as if... that destructive power was directly "understood" and "denied" by those two palms, thus negating the very foundation of its existence!

"Impossible!!" Qian Xunji roared in despair. He felt his power vanish like a mud ox sinking into the sea, unable to even budge his opponent in the slightest! "My power is bestowed by a god! Gods are supreme!" "Supreme?" Tang San's fused voice carried a hint of pity, as if he were teaching a lost child, saying, "Your six-winged angel godhood and sea godhood are both constructed from human faith. It is humans who have granted gods the power to rule."

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. Humans can elevate you to a pedestal, but they can also drag you down!"

Tang San gently shook his hands, and a surge of immense power suddenly erupted!
"boom!"

Qianxun Jiru was thrown backwards like a kite with a broken string once again, spitting out blood!

As they gazed up at the fourteen-winged figure in the sky, they were no longer merely awestruck by its power, but also felt a sense of completeness and majesty that was perfectly integrated with the starry earth beneath their feet, representing the ultimate fighting force of this world!

He is the embodiment of Douluo's "limit"!
Tang San slowly raised his hand, pointing at Qian Xunji who was struggling again, his voice calm yet announcing the final outcome:

"Your show is about to end."

"Tang San..." Qian Renxue's voice came clearly from the fused body, with a resolute look, "The final judgment... please leave it to me. This is my responsibility, and it is something I must end myself."

Tang San's will remained silent for a moment, giving a silent agreement.

The next moment, a dazzling golden divine light bloomed and peeled away from the center of the fusion body like a lotus flower, and the true form of the six-winged angel's martial soul appeared. However, this six-winged angel martial soul was exactly the same as Qian Renxue's, as if Qian Renxue had already become a saint on the spot, and transformed back into the form of a six-winged angel.

Qian Renxue's exquisite face was filled with unprecedented solemnity and deep sorrow, her golden eyes fixed on the figure in the distance who was both her biological father and the culprit.

When the martial souls merged, Qian Renxue learned through mental sharing why her mother, Bibi Dong, hated Qian Xunji so much, and also knew how evil and inhuman her father was.

Qian Renxue stood in mid-air, her six wings outstretched, holy golden light swirling around her. The angelic holy sword in her hand emitted a dazzling light, countless ancient divine runes of judgment appearing on its blade. When she looked at Qian Xunji, the last trace of hesitation in her eyes transformed into a cold, resolute determination.

"Chihiro's speed".

Her voice was like a biting winter wind, each word carrying divine power and pressure: "For your own selfish desires, you launched a war, causing the common people to weep blood and the continent to wail; in the name of a teacher, you committed beastly acts, defiling the relationship between teacher and student and trampling on the bottom line of human ethics!"

With a crisp clang, Tang San's newly absorbed Deep Sea Demon Dragon King spirit ring, the ninth spirit ring of the Clear Sky Hammer, and the ninth spirit ring of Qian Renxue instantly merged, and the Asura Divine Sword and the Angelic Holy Sword appeared.

When the power of the six-winged angel and the Rakshasa Haotian martial soul converged, Qian Renxue and Tang San's figures merged in the radiance of holiness and slaughter, their martial souls hovering in the air, holding the [Judgment Scales] formed by the fusion of the Asura Demon Sword and the Angel Holy Sword.

The scales tipped rapidly, and the blood-red tray sank: "Guilty!"

"Soul Fusion Skill: Haotian Punishment!"

(End of this chapter)