Douluo: The Peerless Tang Sect - The Ordinary Life of a Supporting Character

The moment the black dragon appeared, gloomy clouds began to gather over Yuming City.

Having reached the Limit Douluo level, taking another step would exceed the upper limit of this world. Every move he makes contains immense power. Long Xiaoyao only needs to reveal his Martial Soul True Form to cause changes in the world here.

Its massive yet slender body was half-hidden and half-revealed amidst the clouds, and the scales on its body that were exposed beyond the clouds reflected a dark luster like polished black jade.

A dark aura emanated from the dragon, and even Xuanzi, who was only one step away from becoming a Limit Douluo, was secretly alarmed after sensing this aura.

After disappearing from the continent for a long time, Long Xiaoyao revealed his true form of martial soul in Yuming City. The Dark Holy Dragon, which had been dormant for decades, reappeared on the Douluo Continent, proclaiming to the world what kind of powerhouses of that era were.

However, the stronger Long Xiaoyao's strength became, the more attention he received from Wang Nan.

What kind of power could enable a strongman like Long Xiaoyao to unleash his Martial Soul True Form?

Despite being surrounded by several Title Douluos, Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui were able to withstand all attacks without changing their expressions. However, under Wang Nan's blow, he released his Martial Soul True Form.

Apart from Long Xiaoyao, who directly blocked the Panlong Staff, no one knew what was contained in Wang Nan's strike.

The jet-black dragon head jutted forward, its enormous eyes sweeping over Wang Nan.

The surrounding天地元力 (heaven and earth energy) was continuously surging towards Wang Nan's body, with the strongest flow occurring between his eyebrows and chest.

As a Limit Douluo, Long Xiaoyao was all too aware of this situation.

"You've actually condensed two soul cores."

A surprised voice came from the dragon's mouth, a deep sound like thunder.

Having two soul cores, and with his soul power already in a state of three states coexisting, Long Xiaoyao also sensed Wang Nan's will in that strike just now. He had already comprehended his martial soul and his own "intention" to a certain extent.

Long Xiaoyao vaguely felt that, apart from the total amount of soul power, the gap between Wang Nan and himself was not that huge, which explained why he felt a faint sense of crisis during that blow.

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, Long Xiaoyao's words also echoed through the air, and instantly, several gazes fell upon Wang Nan.

This place is full of Title Douluos, and the meaning of having two soul cores is obvious. Especially Xuanzi, who once failed to break through to the Limit Douluo realm and understands the difficulty of condensing a second soul core. Even with powerful enemies around him, he couldn't move away after the light fell on Wang Nan.

"I was overconfident. I originally wanted you to make the first move, but now it seems I've really gotten old and underestimated the geniuses of Douluo Continent."

Long Xiaoyao glanced around, and wherever his gaze swept, the titled Douluo of Shrek Academy unconsciously became more vigilant.

"It seems you've left your mentors far behind. Very well, it's been a long time since you've made a move; it's time to show the world what the limits are."

As a level 99 Limit Fighter, Long Xiaoyao naturally had his own pride. Facing a junior, he would not take the initiative to attack and let Wang Nan attack him. However, he did not expect that the power of this blow would far exceed his expectations.

Regardless, he had already withstood one of Wang Nan's moves, and the real battle had begun.

The clouds churned, and a huge black dragon swam among them. The thick clouds seemed to be in fear as they quickly dispersed, making way for a path. The next moment, a huge black dragon claw emerged from the fog.

The claws, gleaming with a chilling aura, descended upon Wang Nan with immense soul power.

Wang Nan could sense that Long Xiaoyao was not holding back at all; a simple claw strike contained the power of his Limit Douluo level, as if it were meant to destroy everything under the dragon's claw.

Long Xiaoyao's soul power was not just simple soul power; a dense dark aura and spiritual energy fluctuations emanated from it, distorting the surrounding space between his dragon claws. It was as if even the light nearby was being swallowed up by this dark aura, making the already dim sky even more blurry.

However, there was one thing that Long Xiaoyao probably hadn't anticipated. Wang Nan not only possessed two soul cores, but these were also Yin-Yang complementary soul cores, a feat almost impossible for humans to achieve.

The first soul core rotates, merging spiritual power and soul power into one. The second soul core rotates, and the power of blood and qi also merges with the soul power. The two soul cores complement each other, carrying different powers and closely combining.

Although there is a difference in total quantity, Wang Nan's soul power is clearly more condensed. Moreover, the Panlong Staff is a martial soul that can unleash its power more effectively when facing stronger opponents.

After being strengthened multiple times, soul power was surging rapidly within Wang Nan's broad meridians. As if sensing his will, the Heavenly Forge Floating Dragon and the Coiling Dragon Staff shone with golden light.

With a press and a lift of his hands, the coiled dragon staff in his hands resembled a golden dragon raising its head, and Wang Nan let out a low shout, which sounded like the long roar of the dragon.

The coiled dragon staff met the dragon claw head-on, the giant dragon coiled on the staff slowly moving, releasing a dazzling golden light.

Like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, or like the rising sun illuminating the horizon, that golden glimmer was initially inconspicuous in the dark sky, but soon, the golden light spread outwards.

The ninth spirit ring beside Wang Nan was slowly flashing, as if the night had passed and the sleeping soul was gradually awakening in this light.

As the club and claws clashed, the space here shattered after only half a breath. The clouds and mist gathered here instantly dissipated, and grotesque cracks spread outwards. The sound was completely swallowed up by the chaotic spatial turbulence, and no sound was heard at all.

"Not good!" Xuanzi was startled. The bright yellow light transformed into a light shield that spread outward, preventing the constantly shattering space from spreading further.

Seeing this, Wang Nan withdrew his gaze, looked up at the black dragon in the sky, and once again raised his staff to ascend.

Pan Yue and his personal guards on the ground stared blankly at the golden figure, as if something was sprouting in their hearts.

On the city wall of Yuming City, Mo Xuan, who was releasing his soul skill, suddenly felt his legs buckle. Releasing his soul skill to cover the entire battlefield had consumed a lot of his mental energy, and at this moment, the fluctuations in the sky caused the soul skill he was releasing to be interrupted.

"Pass down the order: have all Soul Masters retreat back to Yuming City!"

Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger grabbed Mo Xuan and immediately gave the order to retreat to the messenger beside him.

Dai Hao looked up at the sky, and the collision of the two forces shook his mind.

He knew in his heart that whether Yuming City could be defended at this point was no longer of much concern to the soul masters below the city.

The final battle will be decided in the air.