Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Young Gilas, Sandstorm King!

Dead silence.

A heavy silence enveloped the scorched earth in front of the city gate.

Only the dark red light of the sky flowed silently, illuminating the still-warm corpse on the ground and the tall, spear-like black figure that seemed to have walked through blood.

Zhu Zhuqing gripped the cold dagger hidden in her sleeve. Lin Xia's silhouette was reflected deep within her cat-like eyes, and something was burning silently deep within her cold heart.

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, looked at the corpse on the ground, and then at Lin Xia's calm profile. A chill ran down her spine, but strangely, it also gave her a twisted sense of security.

Dugu Yan licked her slightly dry lips, her emerald eyes flashing with excitement and fighting spirit.

Ye Lingling closed her eyes. In the Nine-Heart Begonia's perception, the cold stillness brought by the extinguished flame of life, along with the surrounding malice that suddenly subsided but became even darker, intertwined into a suffocating web.

Meng Yiran's legs went weak and she could barely stand, relying entirely on Ye Lingling's arm for support.

Lin Xia stopped looking at anyone, turned around, and walked towards the tightly closed door—the symbol of the beginning of slaughter and despair.

Black city gate.

Ahead, one hundred and one black-armored warriors, like sculptures carved from the rocky strata of hell, silently blocked the way.

The heavy sword slammed into the ground, and the armor formed a black tide that swallowed up light.

The only knight seated upright on his horse spoke in a chilling, inhuman voice from beneath his mask.

"You broke the rules."

The sound echoed faintly in the deathly silent doorway.

Lin Xia's gaze swept past him and landed behind him.

The black city lay dormant under the low-hanging purple moon. Its walls were wide enough for horses to gallop across, and the moonlight could only illuminate the area five hundred meters below. Above that, the night was so thick it seemed to solidify.

"It's the rules again."

Lin Xia spoke, her voice flat and even.

"So what if I disobey?"

"punish."

The black-armored knight slowly raised his long knight's lance, the tip of which gleamed with a cold light under the purple moon.

The warriors on both sides silently stepped back, revealing the black stone slabs covered with cracks.

"Defeat me, and you'll qualify."

"Wouldn't I just kill you?"

Lin Xia raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I am Scott the Dread Knight."

Before the words were even finished, the warhorse pounded the ground with its hooves, and its tall, heavily armored body transformed into a black torrent that tore through the air!
The intense killing intent, like a tangible ice spike, pierced right in front of him in an instant!
The lance shot straight out, aimed directly at Lin Xia's throat!

Soul power surged instinctively within Lin Xia's body, attempting to summon Tyranitar.

However, the light that the spirit rings under his feet should have shone did not appear, as if it was completely suppressed by this world.

A sluggish response came from the Martial Soul Space, as if separated by a thick layer of adhesive.

The chilling aura of the spear tip had already pierced the air, and it was no more than three inches away from Adam's apple!
Lin Xia's pupils contracted sharply; her body reacted faster than her thoughts.

With a slam of his left foot on the ground, the hard black stone cracked open like a spiderweb, and he was pulled by an invisible force, forced to move half a foot to the right!

The lance grazed the skin of my neck, the sharp wind it generated stinging my neck.

"Tsk."

A low, impatient snort escaped his lips. The space around him violently twisted and tore apart!
It wasn't the light of the spirit ring, but a savage roar originating from the depths of the earth that shattered the barrier of space!

"Roar--!!!"

The deafening roar, carrying the smell of sand and sulfur, was like a dormant volcano suddenly erupting in the city gate!
The terrifying sound waves spread out visibly, crashing against the black stone city walls on both sides, producing a dull, thunderous echo!

The closest black-armored warriors were knocked back by the pure sonic shockwave, their heavy swords scraping against the ground with a grating sound.

A massive, dark gold figure, almost filling the entire doorway, stepped out of the spatial rift with a crushing weight!
Bangilas!

A fully formed, 100-meter-tall creature has arrived!
The head, covered in dark gold armor with lava patterns, almost reached the dome of the doorway. Its crimson eyes burned with furious flames, locked onto the charging black dot below—the terrifying knight Scott!

The mere existence of it shattered Scott's fierce charging momentum!
The warhorse let out a terrified neigh, its front hooves rearing up high. If Scott hadn't held the reins tightly, it would have almost thrown the rider off his back!
The momentum of the charge was abruptly halted by Bangiras's massive, pillar-like legs.

Scott looked up, his gaze piercing the darkness beneath his visor, meeting the two lava blood moons.

A shiver, stemming from an instinct for survival, crept up my spine.

This is not the pressure of a soul skill, but an absolute crushing of pure life level and power!

His soul beast warhorse trembled with all four hooves; if it weren't for the armor binding it, it would probably have collapsed to the ground long ago.

"sandstorm."

Lin Xia's voice rang out calmly, clearly audible amidst the deafening pauses in Bangiras's breathing.

No spirit rings lit up, but Tyranitar's berserk nature instantly rewrote the space around him!
Dry, scorching sandstorms, carrying an aura of destruction, arose out of nowhere and howled, filling the entire massive archway!
The light of the purple moon was obscured by the yellow sand, and the view instantly became blurry and chaotic.

The sand and gravel, like millions of tiny flying knives, frantically struck the armor of the black-armored warriors, producing a dense "crackling" sound, and carrying a heavy, sticky force, trying to drag them into the abyss of quicksand.

"Step back."

Lin Xia's voice pierced through the wind and sand, reaching the ears of Zhu Zhuqing and the others behind her.

Without a word, the five of them instantly gathered together. Zhu Zhuqing extended her sharp claws and warily surveyed the shadowy figures in the sandstorm.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's palm shimmered with light, and the amplified light immediately fell on Lin Xia and Tyranitar.

Dugu Yan gripped the tiger's hand tightly, her emerald green snake eyes gleaming in the sandstorm.

A soft white light emanated from Ye Lingling's body.

Meng Yiran gripped the snake staff tightly, her face pale but she forced herself to remain calm.

Scott steadied his warhorse amidst the sandstorm, and a pale white light of soul power suddenly erupted from his lance, attempting to dispel the sandstorm binding him.

He let out a low, inhuman roar, and his warhorse, stimulated by the soul power, forcibly overcame its fear and exerted its strength once more.

The knight's lance transformed into a pale white meteor, its target no longer Lin Xia.

Instead, it's the massive, pillar-like forelimb joints of Tyranitar that support his body and are covered in thick armor plates!
The soul power condensed at the tip of the spear carried a chilling, penetrating aura, clearly indicating a powerful single-target armor-piercing technique!

Bangiras's lava-like eyes looked down at the tiny attack without the slightest intention of dodging.

Its massive arm, covered in dark gold prism armor, retracted slightly, and the deep triangular holes on the arm armor suddenly lit up with a dark red light, as if a furnace had been ignited!

A heavy, mountain-like, and savage, ancient aura gathered on the arm armor.

"class--!"

With a low growl that sounded like metal tearing, Tyranitar's massive arm swung out fiercely!

There are no dazzling effects from soul skills, only pure and extreme physical power driven by terrifying weight and muscle bursts!
The massive arm armor tore through the air, creating a muffled, thunderous explosion. The sandstorm in front was forcefully pushed aside by this force, forming a brief vacuum!

boom!!!
The dark gold arm armor and the pale white spear light collided without any fancy moves!

Time seemed to freeze for a moment. (End of Chapter)