Douluo: Emperor of Light

Chapter 121 Identity... Soul Beast!
Like dust being wiped away, the resistance formed by soul skills all along disappeared in an instant.

No matter how much the soul skills in his body erode and how powerful the soul power is, he still cannot pass through the protective light that surrounds his body.

Qingyang, who was not hindered, started his brutal battle again. Before the people around him came back to their senses, two Contras were seriously injured, and they left the field with howls.

Today, although the entire hall has not completely collapsed, it is already a mess. No matter how good the quality of the building is, it cannot withstand such devastation.

The Lord Inspector stopped and did not participate in this meaningless siege, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

These Contras who died one by one and left the arena were not cabbage on the street, and every loss of one was a major blow to him that could not be ignored.

He didn't plan to stop in front of Qingyang, and then he would face the ultimate goal of this trip, Pope Bibidong, how could he sacrifice most of his life here!
"Go, you must stop him."

The Lord Inspector turned his head slightly, and ordered in a cold voice to the inconspicuous Title Douluo who had been following him all the time.

The ordinary-looking man nodded, without questioning or refuting anything, he walked straight towards Qingyang.

At the same time, nine spirit rings followed his pace and began to unfold one by one.

Yellow yellow purple purple black black red black black!
An extremely heavy, astonishing soul power like a beam of light was released suddenly, suppressing the chaotic soul power fluctuations in the hall, and showing it alone to the world.

It's like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, suppressing everything.

This is a condensed soul power that is completely different from Contra, and it seems to have an inexplicable superior majesty, and it has a natural advantage of suppressing all those who are not as good as the title Douluo.

Facing a one-sided massacre-like situation, the Contras who were gradually panicking showed pleasant smiles one after another, and quickly retreated behind this unknown titled Douluo.

With this person's success, they can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Qingyang didn't chase after him, he stopped and looked at this man with astonishing momentum.

The faint light in his eyes was concealed, and he saw through everything in an instant, and found the traces left on this person that no one else could notice.

"Are you... a soul beast?"

Although it was a question, it was in an affirmative tone.

Just like the owner of the voice, he has extreme confidence in his own judgment, as if the words spoken are facts, which cannot be disputed or refuted.

As his words fell, even in the hostile state, Xiao En and the other soul masters still couldn't help casting their shocked gazes here.

Especially Sean, he discovered something was wrong a long time ago, but he didn't think of it at all, it should be said that he didn't think about it!
The Lord Inspector, this old friend of his, is actually cultivating a person in the shape of a soul beast, and even hid him for so long, in the Hall of Spirits!

The ordinary-looking man paused slightly, and after a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice:
"How did you find out?"

He couldn't help being surprised, although the title Douluo looked different in the form of a soul beast, but that was the general situation, and he was a Title Douluo at first.

Ask yourself this state, even if it is an existence above level 95, you can't see through his details.

But how did the Lord of Qingyang Palace find out?
"All the illusions in the world can't hide from my eyes, not to mention the aura on your body is very similar to the one I met in the Northland."

Perhaps because of the possession of the martial spirit, Qingyang's voice carried a sense of majesty and grandeur.

The man nodded, he regarded Qingyang's ability as some kind of talent, after all, there are quite a few soul beasts like this.

But others thought of more.

It was rumored that the Lord of Qingyang Hall had killed a Titled Douluo in the extreme north of the mainland shortly after he joined the Spirit Hall, solving an unspeakable crisis.

They even changed most of the appearance of the entire Northland. Originally, they didn't quite believe that Qingyang did it, but now it seems that it is really the case?
If so, can they really accomplish their goals?

"Pope Bibi Dong has the life of my relatives in his hands. I transformed into a cultivator just to seek revenge from her."

The ordinary, inconspicuous man seemed to have a touch of sadness in his words.

But what he said made Qingyang fall into thinking.

Soul master, soul beast.

The two seem to have always been hostile. Even with the ability to transform into one side, they can completely integrate into one side, but they still cannot change the relationship between the two sides.

Every year, the two parties who died because of soul beasts and humans were no less than other factors.

The invasion of soul beasts and the massacre of soul masters have been happening on the mainland.

"Although I can understand your mentality a little bit, unfortunately, I still can't let you go."

Qingyang's voice softened slightly, this person reminded him of his past.

At that time, he was also like this, thinking of using all means to take revenge, and he had unimaginable determination and perseverance for this.

If he hadn't been so blessed, he might have lost his life in a certain operation with a hopeless goal like this person.

"I understand that you are a human being and I am a soul beast. We are hostile from beginning to end. You kill me and I kill you. There is no right or wrong. As you said before, our positions are different."

The man's expression began to return to indifference, as if he had buried everything in his heart, and only when he was alone would he feel sad.

The communication between the two seemed to be like friends, without the slightest tension, but with an inexplicable meaning.

"But I won't retreat just yet. I have given almost everything for my family at this time today, so if you want to stop me, you can only kill me."

The resolute and decisive voice reveals his unparalleled attitude.

To avenge his relatives, even if he faced the most noble person in the upper continent, the absolute master of the Wuhun Temple, he still did not give up hope.

Specialized in transformation, sneaked into the Wuhun Hall, dormantly waiting for the only chance.

There are more than 20 titled Douluo and countless powerful soul masters in the Wuhun Temple. He is just an ordinary transformed soul beast. Wanting the Pope to die is as ridiculous as a mayfly shaking a big tree.

But even so, he still walked on this path destined to be hopeless, and he never wavered.

Now, seeing that the time when he is closest to the goal is coming, how could he give up?

"I get it, and since it's your decision, I'll respect it."

Qingyang didn't say anything in the end, his rarely fluctuating heart calmed down again.

He looked at the man in front of him who was indistinguishable from a human being, slowly stretched out his hand, and clenched it into a fist in front of him.

(End of this chapter)