Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

Suddenly, the golden dragon soaring in the sky flew back to Yang Ping'an's side, seemingly merging with the golden dragon form it had originally used. The golden dragon, which was originally all golden, now had black patterns all over its body, and its golden eyes had turned dark.

It seemed that all of Yang Ping'an's soul power and spiritual power were poured into the golden dragon, especially the golden dragon's huge mouth, which seemed to have become extremely dark, like a black hole.

This is the ultimate dark attribute mastered by Yang Ping'an's main martial soul. Since his main martial soul entered the ultimate darkness realm, Yang Ping'an's understanding of the dark attribute has become increasingly profound.

In particular, the two martial souls can complement each other to a certain extent when they work together and merge.

The original spirit seems to possess the ultimate power and ultimate metal attribute of the Golden Dragon, and the Golden Dragon spirit also seems to be gradually acquiring the ultimate dark attribute of the original spirit.

When the extreme attributes of two martial souls are combined, they can produce an even more terrifying power.

At this moment, the golden dragon's giant mouth seemed like a black hole, actually starting to devour all the energy in the world, especially the energy of the light attribute, which was instantly turned into nothingness as soon as it was touched.

Darkness can also be called gravity, and extreme darkness is extreme gravity. At this moment, the golden dragon's giant mouth was like a black hole, and the world seemed to begin to darken.

Even Qian Daoliu became unusually serious at this moment. After using the power of the angel and the power of the sun, not only did his body recover to its best condition, but his soul power also increased significantly, making him like a god.

However, beneath the black hole, the entire sky began to gradually darken, especially the suction force emanating from the black hole, which seemed to be subtly drawing away the divine power from his body. As the sky began to darken, it seemed that the sun could no longer provide him with enough assistance.

This move is Yang Ping'an's newly comprehended Golden Dragon Sun Devouring technique. With the powerful body and attraction of the golden dragon, plus the attribute of extreme darkness, it can devour all the soul power and even divine power in the world. This move can almost destroy the world.

Qian Daoliu's ninth soul ring flashed, revealing his ninth soul skill: Angelic Glory.

As Qian Daoliu used his ninth soul skill, the enormous six-winged angel emitted endless light, like a real sun.

The giant mouth of the golden dragon was like the darkness of the sky. The golden dragon devouring the sun and the glory of the angels were in conflict in the sky. The whole world was in a struggle between black and gold, as if it had been completely split in two.

Qian Daoliu transformed into a golden light, wielding a golden longsword as he attacked the enormous golden dragon's true form. The golden dragon's true form was equally majestic and powerful, its claws seemingly capable of tearing apart the heavens and destroying the earth.

The two exchanged blows countless times in an instant, as if the heavens and earth were about to collapse.

Just then, the golden dragon suddenly bit down, actually biting the angelic phantom head-on. The entire angelic phantom seemed to bear boundless force, as if it were about to be bitten to pieces. In particular, some of the angel's divine power was actually swallowed by the golden dragon.

Qian Daoliu seemed to have suffered a serious injury, with a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Even though he resisted with all his might, there seemed to be a certain gap in strength between the two sides.

Yang Ping'an pressed his advantage, his massive dragon tail lashing out and slamming into the giant angel phantom with a powerful strike. The six-winged angel was as if struck by a heavy blow, and Qian Daoliu was sent flying thousands of meters away.

When the sky returned to calm, Qian Daoliu and Yang Ping'an looked at each other from afar. However, Qian Daoliu seemed to be in bad shape, as if he was seriously injured and even coughed up blood.

Yang Ping'an said calmly, "Senior, it's about time you used your full strength, otherwise you won't be able to beat me."

Qian Daoliu seemed to reveal a hint of fighting spirit: "You are a formidable young man. I did not expect you to have such rich combat experience at such a young age."

"But what do you mean by 'giving it my all'? I've already given it my all, even using my ninth soul skill. Do you still think I'm holding back?"

Yang Ping'an smirked, "Then it's up to you, senior. If you're willing to admit defeat, I have nothing to say."

"However, this is Wuhun City. The power of faith accumulated by the Wuhun Empire over ten thousand years should not be limited to this little bit, otherwise it would be too disappointing. Moreover, Wuhun City also has the Angelic Holy Sword, which is the true foundation of the Wuhun Empire."

Qian Daoliu's face darkened: "Yang Ping'an, I didn't expect you to know so much. Since you are so determined to defeat me, I can't let you down. However, using a divine artifact to participate in the Soul Battle is really a bit of bullying."

Yang Ping'an smiled calmly: "Senior is indeed a gentleman. I admire your character. However, since we have fought to this extent, please let me see the Angelic Holy Sword."

Qian Daoliu laughed loudly: "Haha, good, very good. Although I have fought countless soul battles, I have never used the Angelic Holy Sword. Since you are not afraid at all, it seems that I will make an exception today."

As Qian Daoliu finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed at the core of Wuhun City. The angel statues in the entire Wuhun City seemed to shine with golden light, as if they were about to illuminate the heavens and the earth.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light shot into the sky, and finally a golden longsword came into Qian Daoliu's hand.

Yang Ping'an's gaze also became somewhat solemn at this moment. The Angelic Holy Sword appeared to be a golden longsword, weighing 36,000 jin. It possessed the attributes of ultimate fire and ultimate light, and was the nemesis of all darkness and evil in the world. Even Di Tian would probably be wary of it, and it's even possible that the gods of the God Realm would be wary of it.

After Qian Daoliu grasped the Angelic Sword, his aura seemed completely different from before. He originally appeared to be just powerful and majestic, but now he looked like a god.

Qian Daoliu held the Angelic Holy Sword and made a slight slash, and a golden sword light shot into the sky. The sword light seemed to be filled with infinite fire attribute energy, and even Yang Ping'an felt that his own martial soul was slightly suppressed.

Yang Ping'an also wielded the Golden Dragon Sword and slashed out. The two sword energies collided in the air and instantly vanished into nothingness.

The two seemed to have a great understanding, each holding a long sword and turning into a shadow as they rushed towards each other. In just an instant, their swords clashed countless times in the air, which was a contest of the highest level of swordsmanship in the world.

After wielding the Angelic Holy Sword, Qian Daoliu's swordsmanship seemed to have become even more formidable. In particular, the Angelic Holy Sword weighed 36,000 jin and seemed to possess some kind of special divine power, making him no less powerful than Yang Ping'an.

Although Yang Ping'an's Golden Dragon Sword comes from a 100,000-year soul ring, or even far exceeds 100,000 years, it seems to be lacking in some aspects compared to a true divine artifact, especially in terms of energy attribute level, which seems to be suppressed.

After exchanging countless blows, Qian Daoliu suddenly shouted, "Yang Ping'an, be careful! This is my last move. If you can defeat me with this move, then I will willingly admit defeat."

Qian Daoliu seemed to become extremely serious. A golden light seemed to descend from the sky and shine on him. The Angelic Holy Sword seemed to emit some kind of magical power. The six-winged angel behind Qian Daoliu suddenly underwent a change, and its original six wings became twelve wings.

Especially the twelve-winged angel wielding a massive angelic sword, which seemed capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

Yang Ping'an felt as if he had arrived on a golden cross, his entire body was fixed in place, like a prisoner about to be judged.

Qian Daoliu shouted, "Angelic Judgment!"

Yang Ping'an's eyes turned unusually serious, even revealing a hint of horror, as if a giant sword descended from the sky, seemingly about to cleave his body and even his soul in two.

This Angelic Judgment move is indeed powerful. It should be a divine skill possessed by both the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul and the Angelic Holy Sword, and it is definitely no weaker than the Great Sumeru Hammer of the Clear Sky Sect.

Yang Ping'an gritted his teeth, and all the soul power in his body instantly condensed together, as if his entire body was encased in a set of golden armor, revealing his full-body soul bone armor.

At the same time, the ninth spirit ring flashed rapidly, and the skin, flesh, and bones of the entire body seemed to be strengthened. This was the ninth spirit skill, Golden Dragon Overlord Body, which brought both strength and defense to their peak.

But that wasn't enough against the divine skill. The golden dragon's first eight spirit rings melted away, and all the spirit ring energy merged into the ninth spirit ring. The ninth spirit ring flashed again, and his right hand suddenly became like a dragon claw, grabbing forward with all his might.

A gigantic dragon claw suddenly appeared in the sky, forcefully grabbing at the angelic holy sword that was slashing towards it, as if it could tear the heavens and earth apart.

This is Yang Ping'an's ninth soul skill after fusing with the ring: Golden Dragon Claw, which is also the strongest single-target attack skill of Yang Ping'an's first martial soul.

As Yang Ping'an and Qian Daoliu unleashed their full power, it seemed as if the entire space was struck. People in the distance felt the heavens and earth tremble, as if their bodies and souls were about to be blasted away. Even Bibi Dong felt as if her soul was about to be ripped off.

When the sky returned to calm, Yang Ping'an and Qian Daoliu were subtly facing each other, but neither of them seemed to be in good condition.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Yang Ping'an's mouth. His aura was still somewhat weaker than before, especially since there was a hideous sword wound on his arm. Moreover, there seemed to be some kind of peculiar flame inside the wound, preventing it from healing quickly.

Qian Daoliu on the other side looked even worse. A huge claw mark appeared on his chest, the wound seemed to be deep enough to see the bone, and his whole body seemed to be stained with blood. His right hand, which was holding the Angelic Holy Sword, seemed to be trembling slightly.

Qian Daoliu glanced at the Angelic Holy Sword in his hand, then at the wound on his chest, and gave a bitter smile.

"Yang Ping'an, you won this round. I never thought that I would be defeated again after sixty years. It seems that new talents are emerging in every generation."

Yang Ping'an bowed slightly: "Senior, you are too modest. If you hadn't had some concerns, I wouldn't have been able to gain any advantage from this move."

"I am all alone, and I can fight without restraint whenever I want, even without regard for life or death. But you have several great brothers who are respected by the emperor, as well as relatives and the responsibility of the Martial Soul Empire's ten-thousand-year legacy. It is the burden that you carry that you have carried that I admire."

Qian Daoliu seemed to show a hint of relief: "I never thought that after living for more than a hundred years, the one who truly understands my thoughts is actually a child. That's quite rare."

Yang Ping'an said calmly, "People live for what they value. I have fulfilled my wish of revenge in this life. Everything else is secondary. But you, senior, have too much on your shoulders. Even when facing the strongest enemy, you dare not go all out."

"As one of the three Limit Douluos who have been famous for a hundred years, your strength is no less than that of Poseidon and Tang Chen, and in some aspects you are even stronger. It's a pity that you are not as willing to go all out as they are, nor as extreme as they are. If you were to wield the Angelic Holy Sword, I'm afraid no one in the world would be your match."

Qian Daoliu countered, "Young man, is victory or defeat really that important?"

Yang Ping'an understood instantly and smiled, "Yes, perhaps victory or defeat isn't that important in your eyes, senior. Thank you for your guidance."

After speaking, Yang Ping'an prepared to leave. Although he had won this battle, he felt he had gained more than just victory or defeat. (End of Chapter)