Douluo Continent: I, Long Aotian, will not be a supporting character.

With a deafening roar, Fifth Elder Yu Huaji's bones crackled like popping beans. His true martial spirit—his twin fists—swiftly revealed its power at that moment.

His originally withered hands suddenly swelled several times their original size, and the surface of his skin shone with a chilling dark golden luster. Thick veins coiled around his arms like writhing dragons, radiating a terrifying and suffocating sense of oppression.

"Demon Fist - Mountain Shattering!"

Yu Huaji suddenly exerted force with both legs, and his whole body shot out like a heavy cannonball. He completely ignored the densely intertwined soul guidance rays in front of him, and his right fist, wrapped with a tidal wave of gale, slammed into a heavy defensive soul guidance device that was blocking the middle of the passage.

"boom--!!"

A deafening, muffled roar erupted, compressing the air to its absolute limit before it exploded. The heavy soul tool, powerful enough to withstand the full force of a Title Douluo's attack, was actually dented inward by Yu Huaji's punch, which relied purely on physical strength! Immediately afterward, a domineering shockwave surged through the thick armor, causing the intricate components inside the soul tool to shatter instantly. The pilot inside didn't even have time to scream before being knocked unconscious by the terrifying force.

"That was exhilarating! Absolutely exhilarating!" Yu Huaji laughed wildly, his fists clashing together with a resounding clang like a great bell. A visible dark golden aura rippled outwards from him, overturning and shattering all the low-level soul tools within a ten-meter radius.

At the same time, a figure as fast as lightning darted back and forth at the edge of the battlefield; it was none other than the Sixth Elder, Tian Canzi. As a Leg Monster Douluo, his legs were his most lethal weapon. Tian Canzi's legs were long and covered with mysterious patterns. When he infused the power of his martial soul into them, he seemed to break free from the constraints of gravity.

The Fifth Elder's fists, as large as mountains, seemed tireless. His left fist swept across, creating a gust of bloody wind, sending two Soul Masters, shield and all, flying as they attempted a flank attack, embedding them heavily in the alloy wall. His right fist slammed straight down, striking a load-bearing pillar supporting the dome with pinpoint accuracy. With a "crack," the seemingly indestructible metal pillar shattered with a single punch, and a large section of the ceiling collapsed, burying a squad of guards below.

"Phantom Chain Kick!" With a low shout, Tian Canzi's figure left a dense trail of afterimages in mid-air. His legs transformed into two battle axes that tore through space, bringing with them a piercing sonic boom as they slammed into the Mingde Hall's defensive position.

With a series of muffled thuds, several light soul-guided combat vehicles attempting to flank him were kicked into scrap metal, one after another. Even more terrifying, each time he landed and used the force of his footsteps, he left a deep footprint in the alloy ground. The subtle force transmitted through the ground directly shattered the internal organs of several guards nearby.

The five elders fought with increasing ferocity. Under their onslaught, Mingde Hall's once-proud steel defenses became as fragile as toys, crushed into a pile of rubble!

Poison Must Die did not make a move; these were just small fry, and it was not yet time for him to take action.

In an instant, the core area of ​​Mingde Hall descended into unprecedented chaos. The Soul Guidance Formation, which the Soul Masters were so proud of, had not even had time to be fully deployed before it was torn to shreds by the ferocious close combat of this group of "evil Soul Masters." They simply could not understand why these enemies' physical bodies were so strong, able to withstand the bombardment of heavy Soul Guidance artillery even without using any Soul Guidance Devices.

"Who dares to trespass into my Mingde Hall, you scoundrel!"

With a roar filled with boundless rage, a figure appeared in the core area as if by teleportation. The newcomer was none other than Jing Hongchen, the head of the Mingde Hall and one of the top-ranked ninth-level Soul Masters in the Sun Moon Empire! Behind him followed four other ninth-level Soul Masters.

The five of them instantly joined the battle and began their attack on the group from the Body Sect.

The other four level-nine soul masters were stopped by the three elders (the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth elders). In reality, the four elders were basically suppressing the soul masters while the second elder, Lang Zhi, continued to use mental attacks to control the crowd and eliminate the remaining level-seven and eighth soul masters.

Among the five level-nine Soul Masters, Jing Hongchen is the strongest. Du Bisi finally made his move after seeing him appear.

Poisonous Death swayed and instantly blocked Jing Hongchen's path. His soul rings flashed one after another, and a terrifying aura far surpassing Jing Hongchen's soared into the sky as he punched Jing Hongchen.

"Boom—!"

The head-on collision between a level 99 Super Douluo and a top-tier level 9 Soul Master instantly ignited a battle that nearly destroyed the world.

Although Jing Hongchen's soul power level was far inferior to Du Bisi's, as the head of Mingde Hall, his equipment on his territory was extremely luxurious.

Surrounded by several level-nine soul tools of various shapes, he hovered in mid-air, resembling an invincible mechanical god.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure of Poison Must Die's soul power, Jing Hongchen did not back down. A round shield on his chest suddenly lit up, transforming into an indestructible light screen that blocked Poison Must Die's fist.

"I'd like to see just how tough this iron lump you are!" Poisonous Death laughed wildly, his fists clenched, and dark green blood energy boiling on his body.

His figure became illusory in an instant, directly passing through the barrier of light, and appeared in front of Jing Hongchen like a ghost.

With a single punch, the air groaned under its strain. This punch contained no fancy soul techniques, only pure, extreme power and the eruption of innate poison.

Jing Hongchen's pupils shrank suddenly. He didn't have time to create distance and was forced to fight in close combat.

The soul tools on his arms instantly transformed into two sharp blades flashing with high-frequency vibrational light, which slashed down fiercely at Du Bisi's fist.

"clang--!"

The deafening clang of metal against metal was so loud it hurt the eardrums. Du Bisi felt a numbness in his arm as the high-frequency shockwave penetrated his body through his knuckles, attempting to break down his blood and qi defenses.

Poisonous Death was secretly shocked: He had always looked down on soul tools in the past, but after personally facing a soul tool, he had a completely different feeling. The exquisite nature of this soul tool had indeed exceeded his expectations.

However, as a level 99 Super Douluo, how could Du Bisi's foundation be countered by a mere few soul tools?

He roared, and a gigantic green phantom of a poison god suddenly appeared behind him. The phantom opened its blood-red maw and spewed out a thick, black venom that enveloped Jing Hongchen and his soul-guided shield.