Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

No matter how fierce Qian Renxue's attacks were, Yang Ping'an could easily deal with them in his dragon form. In particular, Yang Ping'an's attack power after his dragon form was something that even Qian Renxue could not handle. After all, there was a huge gap between the two in terms of combat experience and combat awareness, and even their physical fitness was very different.

Over the years, Yang Ping'an has worked extremely hard to train his body, and his body has been honed through many trials. He has absolute confidence in his speed, strength, and even defense.

Seeing Qian Renxue attack again, Yang Ping'an frowned. His claws seemed to gather infinite power, and he grabbed forward with all his might. All the grabbing force broke through the limitations of space and gathered together like sword energy to form a golden character for "kill". The character for "kill" was filled with a murderous aura and even the aura of the God of Slaughter.

Qian Renxue was immediately shocked. She hadn't expected that Yang Ping'an could use his claws to unleash sword energy and even the Seven Kill Sword Technique. With a determined heart, she swung her sword horizontally with all her might.

In particular, the enormous six-winged angel behind Qian Renxue seemed to be unleashing its full power, slashing down with a sword that appeared to be imbued with boundless angelic power.

In this exchange, Yang Ping'an's "kill" was barely blocked by Qian Renxue, but judging from her appearance, she didn't seem to be in much better shape.

But at this moment, Qian Renxue sneered: "Yang Ping'an, aren't you being a little too arrogant? You actually think you can deal with my Six-Winged Angel Domain with ordinary skills? That's just wishful thinking."

"Have you noticed something's wrong with your body? Your soul power seems to be depleting faster and faster?"

Yang Ping'an seemed to be stroking the soul power on his body, and couldn't help but smile: "Young Miss, aren't you mistaken about something? From beginning to end, your Angel Domain has never amounted to anything in my eyes. It may be able to purify some of my soul power, but my control over soul power has long exceeded your imagination. I'm afraid it won't consume much of it."

Indeed, under the Angelic Domain, some of Yang Ping'an's soul power seemed to have been purified. However, what Qian Renxue did not know was that at this moment, the golden soul core in Yang Ping'an's dantian was spinning rapidly, absorbing soul power from the air at an extremely fast speed. The consumption was far less than Qian Renxue had imagined.

The three Title Douluos standing to the side also became extremely serious. They were all true Title Douluos, whose mental strength and knowledge far surpassed Qian Renxue's. They were very clear that Yang Ping'an was still calm and composed, probably because he had never used his full strength from beginning to end.

Having witnessed Yang Ping'an's full power, Ghost Leopard Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo naturally knew his true strength. However, Porcupine Douluo, standing to the side, was somewhat astonished: "Chrysanthemum Guan, isn't there something wrong with your disciple? I feel like his strength is already comparable to mine."

Before Chrysanthemum Douluo could speak, Ghost Leopard Douluo shook his head: "Porcupine, if you've ever seen this kid go crazy, you'll know just how terrifying he is."

The Porcupine Douluo was somewhat puzzled: "How strong can a Soul Saint really be?"

Ghost Leopard Douluo couldn't help but chuckle: "Could you easily kill Yu Luomian? Could you severely injure Yu Yuanzhen? I'm afraid even you might not be able to do it, but this kid can."

The Porcupine Douluo finally showed a hint of surprise: "If this kid is that powerful, isn't it a bit of a mistake for Your Highness to choose him as your opponent?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo both fell silent, clearly not wanting to pay him any more attention. Now they just hoped that their young lady wouldn't be too upset.

On the battlefield, Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and said, "Yang Ping'an, what exactly do you mean? In terms of form, I am superior to you. At least you cannot escape my Angel Domain, and your soul power will be exhausted sooner or later."

Yang Ping'an nodded: "That's about enough. Since Miss wants to play, I should show some of my true strength."

Before Qian Renxue could speak, Yang Ping'an had already withdrawn the white light emanating from his body and stopped using the Killing God Domain. His soul power was purified even faster in a short time.

But at that moment, golden light burst forth from Yang Ping'an's body, and the Golden Demon Dragon let out a huge roar, which was the Demon Dragon Domain.

Compared to the God of Slaughter Domain, the Demonic Dragon Domain was obtained when he had his seventh soul ring after 100,000 years. It possesses the ultimate metal attribute and also the powerful attributes of the Golden Demonic Dragon Clan.

As the golden light shone, Qian Renxue's Angel Domain seemed to be greatly restrained, and the golden light seemed to be gradually melted and devoured. This was the strongest point of the Demon Dragon Domain—devouring.

When Yang Ping'an uses the Demonic Dragon Domain, he can not only greatly weaken his opponents and enhance the power of his soul skills, but he can also devour the soul power of his enemies. Most terrifyingly, he can even devour the enemy's domain.

Qian Renxue seemed to sense something was very wrong at this moment. Her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul's domain seemed to be getting out of control. You should know that she had absolute confidence in her domain.

Yang Ping'an then spoke calmly, "This competition should be coming to an end soon."

Yang Ping'an looked at Qian Renxue flapping her wings in the sky, closed his eyes, and concentrated all his soul power, mental power, aura and domain together. The golden dragon seemed extremely excited at this moment. Just like when the purple-gold mastiff left his body, the huge dragon shadow flew out directly from Yang Ping'an's body, as if it had gathered all his power. Even the soul core stopped rotating at this moment.

As if released from its slumber, the golden dragon unleashed a deafening roar that seemed to move even the heavens and earth. It pounced on Qian Renxue like a giant golden dragon, fearing that she would exert all her strength to resist, as she appeared extremely insignificant in the face of the immense dragon's might.

This is the third move that Yang Ping'an recently comprehended, called "Demon Dragon Under Heaven," which is a realization he had after avenging his great grudge.

Qian Renxue's domain, martial spirit, and even her own soul power and the sacred sword in her hand were all suppressed like ants in front of the huge golden dragon. By the time she reacted, a pair of huge dragon claws were already pressed against her throat.

Yang Ping'an withdrew his martial soul and soul rings, and simply shook his head: "Young Miss, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you've lost this match."

After speaking, Yang Ping'an withdrew his martial soul, and his body, which had transformed into a dragon, quickly returned to its original form. His face remained calm, as if this battle was nothing.

The Chrysanthemum Douluo's men were also surprised. The battle between the two was quite intense, but in the blink of an eye, Yang Ping'an defeated Qian Renxue with a single move, and it was an absolute crushing victory. It seems that the gap in strength between the two is greater than expected.

The Porcupine Douluo was even more surprised: "Chrysanthemum Pass, is your disciple that powerful? Where did you find this disciple? Introduce me to one too."

Chrysanthemum Douluo said smugly, "Old Pufferfish, this kind of disciple is one in a million. Only I am lucky enough to find one. With your luck, you should just give up and stay and be His Highness's bodyguard."

Seeing Chrysanthemum Douluo's vain appearance, both Douluo and Porcupine Douluo wanted to beat him up.

However, both of them shook their heads as they looked at Yang Ping'an. How could such a good disciple have chosen an unreliable person like Chrysanthemum Douluo as his teacher?

Qian Renxue, who was on the scene, was immediately furious: "Yang Ping'an, what are you so smug about? You only beat me by one move. I will definitely defeat you next time."

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but sigh: "Young Miss, you are still so arrogant. Don't forget, you just lost to me. If I hadn't held back, I could have taken your life at any moment."

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth: "You dare to hurt me? Aren't you afraid of my grandfather and those people in the Hall of Offerings?"

Yang Ping'an didn't indulge Qian Renxue and directly patted her pretty face: "What else do you have to be proud of? What does your background have to do with you? Your talent or your martial soul are nothing in front of me. If I really kill you, at worst it's just death, but everything you have will also be gone. You know, when a person dies, everything is gone."

At this moment, Qian Renxue felt ashamed. She, a genius with innate soul power of level 20, had actually suffered such a crushing defeat. Especially Yang Ping'an's words were the greatest humiliation of her life.

Yang Ping'an shook his head: "Miss, I hope you won't casually take on any more subordinates in the future. You are just a defeated opponent of mine now. In my eyes, you are just a dead man. Before you defeat me, just think about your failed life."

A fierce glint appeared in Qian Renxue's eyes: "Yang Ping'an, how dare you humiliate me like this? I'll make you suffer a hundred times, a thousand times more, sooner or later."

Yang Ping'an waved his hand casually: "It's up to you. After all, it's the winner's right. But before that, think about your defeat. After all, the loser has no right to speak."

After saying that, Yang Ping'an left without looking back. If it weren't for the possibility that Qian Renxue might do too many brainless things in the future, he wouldn't have bothered to talk nonsense with this brainless little princess.

As Yang Ping'an was about to leave, Chrysanthemum Douluo and his two companions quickly approached Qian Renxue, seemingly wanting to offer some words of comfort.

Qian Renxue stared intently at Yang Ping'an's departing figure, gritting her teeth and muttering, "You bastard Yang Ping'an, just you wait, I'll make sure you suffer a terrible death."

Yang Ping'an ignored all this nonsense and quickly disappeared in a flash, leaving the four people on the scene looking at each other in bewilderment.

Qian Renxue's face turned cold: "Three elders, is the gap between me and Yang Ping'an really that big? Why did I lose so completely this time?"

As Qian Renxue said, Yang Ping'an used his self-created soul or soul bone skills from beginning to end, and did not even use his martial soul true body. Otherwise, with the power of a 100,000-year-old martial soul true body, she would probably have been defeated even more miserably, not to mention that Yang Ping'an also had a 100,000-year-old soul bone.

The three Chrysanthemum Douluo exchanged glances, all of them falling silent, none daring to utter a sound.

Qian Renxue stared intently at Chrysanthemum Douluo: "Elder Chrysanthemum, you've certainly taken on a good disciple. But I wonder how much of his strength he displayed just now? And you heard what he said—was it a sign of contempt for my Spirit Hall?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo seemed startled and quickly explained, "Your Highness, Yang Ping'an definitely didn't mean that. He probably developed a mental demon because he was defeated by Your Highness back then. He felt that he had avenged his great grudge by defeating Your Highness this time, which is why he said those words just now."

Qian Renxue's face turned cold: "Is that so? But I'm asking you how much of his strength he actually exerted, since he didn't even use his seventh soul skill."

Chrysanthemum Douluo remained silent for a while before speaking: "Your Highness, according to my estimation, Yang Ping'an must have used all his strength just now, especially his last move. It was probably a newly created ultimate technique that I had never seen before. Although he concealed it very well, that last move was obviously not something that could be used easily. It was probably specially prepared for Your Highness."

Qian Renxue's cold expression eased slightly: "His last move was indeed powerful; even I was hit. Although his strength is not bad, I will definitely be able to defeat him next time."

After saying that, Qian Renxue turned around and prepared to leave. She herself was still a little traumatized by the defeat on the battlefield.

Chrysanthemum Douluo finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help wiping away the cold sweat that hadn't appeared on his forehead.

Meanwhile, Ghost Leopard Douluo and Porcupine Douluo couldn't help but give Chrysanthemum Douluo a thumbs up in their hearts. It was clearly a crushing battle, yet Chrysanthemum Douluo could still make it sound so convincing. His eloquence and quick wit were unmatched. No wonder he was highly valued by His Holiness the Pope.