Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 209 The Three Supreme War Angels Settle the Feud of Twenty Thousand Years Ago

"Harosa, Shrek couldn't take you down back then, so let us do it!"

In a corner of Star Luo City, three powerful figures surrounded Harossa as they fought high in the sky to avoid implicating innocent people. Yu Guanjun, the old man, suddenly felt a surge of youthful exuberance and unleashed his Divine Origin Realm spiritual power without any concealment.

Harosa lowered his eyelids, and the Hades Sword in his hand displayed the power of a divine weapon. The gray underworld expanded extremely, forcefully shaking the crazed old man.

"A feast of death."

The Underworld Emperor made his move in a deep voice, and the gray Underworld Rebirth Domain trembled violently at that moment. The Death Knights who had been resurrected by Gan Erdao reappeared, drawing their swords and shields, and charged into the battlefield. Each of them was equivalent to a Super Douluo.

"Exquisite and magnificent."

Yu Guanjun shouted, and his divine brush drew out thousands of geometric patterns, piercing through the underworld. The spatial order cracked open like parched earth, and the Death Knight was stuck in the mud, his movements stiff and difficult.

"Titan Fist!" "Sun and Moon in Full Bloom!"

Yuan Enzhen and Kong Yao traversed spatial dimensions, their powerful blood energy surging, the sun and moon rising together, each displaying their unique skills.

The fist technique, which invoked the laws of the plane, bombarded the true form of the Underworld Emperor. The radiance of the Sun and Moon Martial Souls swept across the sky, emitting ten thousand beams of light that pierced through the eternal night of the Underworld.

In an instant, the Underworld Emperor suffered a triple blow and was immediately in dire straits. However, he immediately revealed a mocking smile and looked at Feng Zaixing on the ground.

"Didn't you want to end my life? Why do you only dare to let them do it?"

Feng Zaixing said calmly, "It's not time for us to make a move yet. Let your subordinates come out. I thought the Ghost Emperor would be with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three-word battle armor "Asking the Heavens High" was donned, and the god-level mecha "Blazing Fire" transformed into two three-foot-long swords, which fell into his palm.

The Underworld Emperor remained silent, but in the next instant, the void around Feng Zaixing collapsed like a river, and more than ten auras of at least three-word Battle Armor Masters shattered the space, and raging purple flames descended upon the world.

The source of the purple flames was a colossal, world-destroying skeleton tens of meters tall. The Ghost Emperor sat atop it, cackling loudly, "Feng Zaixing, do you miss me dearly? Or do you think you can stop me?"

Feng Zaixing frowned and said, "You are not enough."

Before he finished speaking, two powerful figures emerged from the smoke around him. One of them bore a seven-tenths resemblance to Yuan Enzhentian, while the other had white hair and beard, and eyes that seemed to pierce the heavens.

"Ghost Emperor, we'll oblige!"

Yuan Entian released the Titan Giant Ape, its bright yellow light supporting the sky and the earth. The four-word battle armor condensed and merged in the void, its vast soul light surpassing that of anyone except the Ghost Emperor.

Han Tianyi's eyes flashed with three feet of golden light. He had his sleeves tucked in, and his aura was only that of a quasi-demigod. However, the mental force field he released made even the Ghost Emperor dare not underestimate him, and his smile vanished completely.

"Another Divine Origin Realm cultivator? Han Tianyi, you old geezer, you actually still have a chance to break through?"

The Ghost Emperor took a deep breath. Coming to kill Feng Zaixing tonight was the right decision. This kid had amassed countless resources by stirring up internal strife, and had even managed to help so many veteran powerhouses around him break through to the next level.

Damn it, having a legal identity is great. I wonder if their Holy Spirit Church, with its thousands of years of accumulation, can compare to Feng Zaixing's efforts in just a few years.

"No need to worry, let's give it a try." Han Tianyi let out a long roar, striding forward with boundless pride, and used his Divine Origin Realm spiritual power to forcibly bring the Ghost Emperor into his spiritual world to fight.

For mental powerhouses, their cultivation level is sometimes not the most important thing. The Divine Origin Realm is the realm of gods, and mental powerhouses can fight against top powerhouses below the god level by using their mental power.

Helpless, the Ghost Emperor had a thought, and nine green fire skulls appeared around his body, charging left and right in the milky white spiritual world.

"Old man, you haven't been at your breakthrough for long. How long do you think you can stop me!" the Ghost Emperor roared.

Han Tianyi's long, confident voice rang out from all directions: "I won't compete with you in terms of skill, for I can't defeat you; but I'm quite confident that I can at least hold you off for a short while."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Tianyi imagined thousands of soul beasts surging out like a tidal wave, crashing into the Ghost Emperor and the nine skeletons.

"You damned old thief, do you have the guts to fight me head-on!" The Ghost Emperor shook the beast tide and let out a hysterical roar.

Han Tianyi laughed heartily: "Haha, you go and fight Yun Ming to the death first, and I will fight you head-on."

Upon hearing this, the Ghost Emperor suddenly felt an urge to vomit blood.

"kill!"

Feng Zaixing and Yuan Entian charged out from the sky, attacking the ranks of the powerful evil soul masters.

"Damn it, form ranks!"

With the leader trapped, the Third Heavenly King, his dark blood-red eyes wide open, led his men to control the situation, using the World-Destroying Giant Skeleton to deal with the powerful enemy.

In an instant, the two groups of people fought from the ground into the air. The sound of swords clashing and fists thundering filled the air. They quickly fought their way up to the sky, their soul light splitting the night sky like dye splashed onto a black cloth.

In the darkness, the experts of the Spirit Pagoda looked at each other in bewilderment and had no choice but to seek advice from Zhang Geyang and Li Mengjie.

"My lords, His Majesty the Illusionary Brain has moved to the other side. Shall we continue fighting?"

Zhang Geyang's face was darker than the bottom of a pot. He cursed, "Fight my ass! I didn't want to come tonight! It was the Holy Spirit Cult and those idiots, Shi Tang, who insisted on coming tonight!"

Looking at Han Tianyi, who was unleashing her boundless spiritual power and engaging in combat with the Ghost Emperor, Zhang Geyang felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Among the countless people present, he, as the deputy tower master of the Spirit Pagoda, was the most envious and did not want to kill Feng Zaixing now.

If even the old man Han Tianyi could be turned into a Limit Douluo by Feng Zaixing, what's wrong with Zhang Geyang? Maybe if he just fools Feng Zaixing for a few more days, the big thing will be accomplished?

Moreover, Han Tianyi possesses immense spiritual power, and her every move is instantly recognized.

Li Mengjie wiped her sweat and said, "Let's wait and see."

"Understood! Even if our allies are in trouble, we will remain steadfast."

The members of the Spirit Pagoda knew their titles and that remaining silent was just playing dead; none of them wanted to be held accountable by Han Tianyi and Leng Yaozhu later.

If Qian Gu Dong Feng hadn't confirmed at headquarters that Leng Yao Zhu hadn't come, they wouldn't have dared to come at all.

Furthermore, it is becoming increasingly clear that the Spirit Pagoda is no longer solely dominated by any single ancient family!

Diagonally opposite the Spirit Pagoda members, Hu Jie, seeing no movement from the Spirit Pagoda experts for a long time, couldn't help but say to Zang Xin, "Your Majesty, those bastards from the Spirit Pagoda have broken their promise and dare not make a move!"

Zang Xin's face turned ashen: "That bastard Qian Gu Dong Feng, he was the one who agreed to cooperate and acted as a go-between to the Holy Spirit Cult, but now his Spirit Pagoda is playing dead."

Cao Dezhi's face was ashen, and he didn't say a word; Han Tianyi's breakthrough and the breaking of the Spirit Pagoda's agreement were unexpected changes.

"Sect Leaders, are we going to give up just because the Spirit Pagoda isn't making a move? Our old brothers can't swallow this!"

An old man in ancient costume brandished a hammer and roared, his eyes fixed on Feng Zaixing, bulging outwards and revealing many blood vessels.

He had a small hammer mark on his chest, and his level 98 soul power was as solid as a reef, demonstrating his identity as the sect master of the Haotian Sect.

As Haotian Sect Master Tang Yan spoke, the group of experts of all ages following behind him also spoke up, their emotions running high.

"That's right! Feng Zaixing forced us to leave our homes and slaughtered our clansmen. This deep-seated hatred must be avenged!"

"The blood feud between the sixteen reclusive sects must be cleansed with the blood of our enemies!"

Cao Dezhi glanced at the Dark Blood Eye, who was already coughing up blood, and the numerous evil soul masters in the air, and said in a deep voice, "Make your move!"

"good!"

One after another, black shadows shot out. Tang Yan changed the color of his martial soul, shouted "Protect the Ghost Emperor!" and then raised his ten-thousand-pound giant hammer to shake the sky.

"To be loyal to the Underworld Emperor!"

Elder Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus of the Star Luo Tang Sect brandished his color-changing black lightning, nine rings fluttering in the air, his body radiating black light, looking quite impressive.

"Feng Zaixing, we, the Holy Spirit Church, will settle accounts with you today, a fight to the death!"

Numerous powerful figures from reclusive families mobilized, and with the wind howling, dozens of figures shot into the sky, among whom the Haotian Sect Master, the Blue Lightning Title, and the Haotian Grand Elder were the fastest.

Behind them, several seven-jeweled glazed pagodas rose into the sky, emitting seven-colored glazed light that shone on the experts from the hidden families.

The idea that a group of reclusive family experts would take action under the guise of the Holy Spirit Cult is nothing short of a lame joke.

Feng Zaixing swept away two evil soul master titled Douluo with his sword. Turning around, he saw the Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon powerhouses charging up, shrouded in the halo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. His expression paused slightly.

The three sects are joining forces to attack the angels again? Interesting.

"When did the Holy Spirit Cult have so many experts? The prisoners I captured weren't this tough."

Feng Zaixing sighed deeply, his chin slightly raised as he looked down at the powerful members of the hidden families. He turned and swung his sword, the tip pointing at the Haotian Sect Master. Boundless sword energy fell from the sky, its clear sound like a long wind.

"The grudges of twenty thousand years ago, tonight, I will settle them for my ancestors."