Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit

Chapter 279 "Embrace New Life, Polyces!"

“Give Medemos to me.”

Yu Mengdi smiled, suddenly flapped her wings, and quickly arrived in front of Maidemos.

He suddenly swung his sacred twin swords at Medemus's head.

Medemos's eyes narrowed as he said:
"court death!"

He gripped the sacred twin swords tightly with the high-temperature crystal attached to his hand, then swung it forcefully, sending Yu Mengdi flying.

Yu Mengdi used her angel wings to protect her body and slammed into the rocks behind her. Countless pieces of rock fell and crashed to the ground with a loud bang.

Then the mountain rocks emitted an earthy yellow soul power light, which was Huo Suier's first soul skill, Gravity Attraction.

Yu Mengdi's wings were nailed to the mountain rock like a pure white cross, and the immense attraction kept tearing at her body.

"Sigh, a two-winged angel is not a six-winged angel after all; its strength is a bit low."

Yu Mengdi's smile remained unchanged as she watched Maidemus rush towards her, grab her head, and slam it against the thick rock, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Hmm, they really don't know how to cherish women."

Medemos said coldly, "Who knows what your gender is?"

Subsequently, the scarlet, high-temperature crystal gradually covered Yu Mengdi's body, rapidly eroding her protective soul power.

"As expected, we still need to use some special methods to improve the strength of our martial soul."

Unseen by Medemos, several Time Worms merged into Yumengdi's soul. These Time Worms had long since stolen a significant amount of bloodline with the attribute of light.

They even managed to steal a few strands of Bai E's ultimate light in the Mingdou Mountains last time.

Yu Mengdi's body emitted a dazzling white light, and two pairs of pure white wings appeared out of thin air on her back. However, one of the pairs was rather illusory, and it slapped Maidemos away.

"Is something really missing?"

A phantom door opened instantly, engulfing Medmos and teleporting him to the side of the arena.

The six-winged angelic martial spirit radiated a holy light, breaking free from the constraints of the mountain rocks behind it.

It was as if the six-winged angels of the Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago had reappeared in the world at this moment, though of course, they were only quite close.

This six-winged angel was forcibly pieced together by Amon using a large amount of light bloodline and a few strands of ultimate light, and its strength is not as great as that of Qian Renxue from ten thousand years ago.

Everyone on the imperial city, including Xu Jiawei, immediately stood up and looked down at the six-winged angel in shock.

"This this?"

"A six-winged angel?"

"Where did they come from? The Qian family of the Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago still has descendants?!"

"Go and investigate the background of that Yu Mengdi immediately."

Xu Jiawei immediately instructed the Prime Minister to investigate Yu Mengdi's background. The six-winged angel was a matter of great importance, but he did not act with malice.

If possible, he wanted to win over this six-winged angel, as this kind of super holy martial soul is a special attack against evil soul masters!
According to records from ten thousand years ago, a level 70 six-winged angel could beat up a Title Douluo-level evil soul master to the ground.

Once a six-winged angel at the Title Douluo level appears, evil soul masters can all give up and go to sleep; even evil soul masters at the Limit Douluo level will be completely restrained.

Yu Mengdi wielded the even more dazzling and radiant sacred twin swords, using her third soul skill, Angel's Blessing, to enhance the power of her next attack, followed by her second soul skill, Holy Radiance Cross Slash.

The sacred, blazing white cross caused the earth to crack inch by inch. Countless scarlet, high-temperature crystals appeared around Medemos's body, then turned into spikes and collided with the blazing white cross.

The white and crimson clashed, and the energy that erupted caused the soul-guiding barrier at the boundary to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, Medemos wielded a crimson crystal longsword and engaged in close combat with Yumengdi, who was wielding two sacred swords.

Spatial portals appeared around them from time to time, giving Medmus great flexibility to attack Yumengdi's defensive blind spots from all angles.

However, with multiple Amons within her body, Yu Mengdi's control over her body is astonishing when they coordinate. Her six wings are like six agile hands, each wielding a lightsaber to parry Medmos's attacks.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Yang Yifan, a Soul Master of Agility and Attack with a long dagger as his Martial Soul, faced off against Xia Die.

Clang!

The long dagger and the purple scythe clashed rapidly, producing a series of crisp sounds.

The realm of death gradually eroded Yang Yifan's body, and even the Time Worm within him felt his body beginning to sink.

However, Xia Die intentionally restrained the power of death, so that Yang Yifan would not directly step into the River Styx, if the River Styx exists in the underworld of this world.

Yang Yifan swiftly brandished his long dagger, while Xia Die brought her long scythe horizontally in front of her. During the stalemate, a smile appeared on her face, and she spoke softly.

"My dear sister, please stay here with me for now."

A serious look appeared in Xia Die's purple eyes as she looked into Yang Yifan's eyes and said:

"Brother Amon, what do you want to do?"

"I will not let you hurt my companions."

Xia Die rapidly vibrated her long-handled scythe, causing Yang Yifan to freeze in mid-air. Then, she swept the purple butterfly-like handle across his abdomen, nearly knocking out his breakfast.

"Embrace new life, Polyces."

Xia Die gently swung her scythe, and a pair of giant purple claws seemed to tear through the void as they emerged from an unknown place. Then, with a sudden burst of force, the purple light almost illuminated the entire arena.

Even Medemos, who was engaged in battle, couldn't help but glance in their direction.

To be honest, this was the first time Xia Die had fully displayed the Death Dragon given to her by Huo Yuhao.

The power of death caused the defensive soul tools on the arena to melt away bit by bit. The soul masters responsible for security on the perimeter worked together, all of them seven-ring soul saints, and quickly maintained the soul tool barrier. The power of death caused the temperature of the entire arena to plummet, and the aura from the underworld made everyone shiver involuntarily.

Soon, a giant purple dragon flew out from the void rift and stood behind Xia Die. Its majestic dragon head stared intently at the tiny Yang Yifan in front of it. The space here was too small for it to fly.

The terrifying dragon's might and the power of death plunged the entire spectator area into silence for a moment.

Those with weaker Soul Masters or ordinary people trembled involuntarily, feeling as if they were facing death itself.

"this………"

Why are my beloved ministers all silent?

Xu Jiawei was a little confused. What was going on with that giant dragon? He had heard of the existence of separated martial souls, but wasn't that thing on the field a bit too overpowered?
Is this still a second-ring Soul Master?

Even he felt a tremor in his soul, the living’s instinctive fear of death.

The Prime Minister wiped the sweat from his brow and said:

"Your Majesty, this old minister does not know what to say."

"This power seems to be the power of death."

"That's right, it's the power of death."

In the shadows, an elderly woman with white hair and a robust old man with sparks occasionally appearing around Xu Jiawei appeared beside him.

It was Wang Xian'er, the deputy head of the offering hall, and Zhuo Tian, ​​the head of the hall, who was also named Chilong Douluo.

Xu Jiawei hurriedly asked:

"Your Excellency the Healer and Your Excellency the Crimson Dragon."

"Isn't the power of death a standard feature of evil spirit masters?"

Wang Xian'er shook her head, walked to the front of the battlements, looked down at the terrifying purple dragon, and said:

"Who taught you this theory? You're misleading people."

"It is true that the power of death is an evil power, but a person who possesses such pure power of death could never be an evil being!"

"I've been lying in the coffin for most of my life, so I still have some understanding of the power of death."

"How pure! It's amazing that such a level of death power can exist in a child."

"And there was no backlash whatsoever."

"This is the first time such a level of death power has appeared on the entire continent since records began."

"Truly unprecedented and unparalleled!"

"In my opinion, that purple-haired girl's future achievements may be even more terrifying than those two ultimate martial souls."

"If possible, I would like to talk to her. Life and death are two sides of the same coin. As for life, I can no longer find my own future."

"Perhaps we can explore something through the lens of death."

Crimson Dragon Douluo gazed at the majestic purple dragon, his eyes gleaming with admiration, and said repeatedly:

"Not only does it possess the power of death, but its dragon bloodline is also the highest level of true dragon bloodline!"

"My martial spirit is suppressed in my bloodline!"

As Xu Jiawei listened to the words of the two hall masters, his blue eyes looked down at Xia Die, lost in thought.

On the field, Yang Yifan glanced at the dagger in his hand, then at the purple dragon above his head, and couldn't keep up the smile.

He immediately contacted the Time Worm within Ye Wuqing and the others through the Time Worm.

"Hey, you don't really want me to attack our sister's Death Dragon with a dagger?"

"Haha, you're overestimating me a bit."

Ye Wuqing was currently engaged in fierce combat with Bai E using the Golden Leaf Blade, and immediately replied in his mind:

"Ha, I don't care, you went to meet him yourself."

"Just hold Xia Die back. Oh, and don't hurt her."

“If we hurt her, the voyeur and our father will beat us up.”

Amon inside Yang Yifan: "…………"

"Are you even conscious? How could I possibly hurt her?"

"I really hope I don't get slapped into a Time Worm by that dragon named Polycrus."

Back in reality, knowing that his other companions couldn't be relied upon, Yang Yifan touched his right eye socket and said with a smile:

"You named the Dragon of Death?"

At this moment, Polykes lowered its imposing dragon head, allowing the butterfly to stroke it, and its ethereal and indifferent voice rang in the butterfly's ear.

"Ah."

“I named her Polycrys, and I can tell she likes the name very much.”

"So now, please step down, brother."

"Roar, Polycheth!"

(End of this chapter)