Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

Faced with the overwhelming rain of boulders, his effeminate face showed no fear, but rather disdain.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Golden Stamens Flowing with Rosy Clouds!"

The sixth spirit ring on Chrysanthemum Douluo's body, that ten-thousand-year-level black spirit ring, suddenly lit up!

In an instant, countless golden chrysanthemum petals burst forth, each petal as thin as a cicada's wing, yet its edges shimmered with a sharp, metallic sheen.

Instead of scattering, the petals gathered in the air to form a golden torrent that surged upwards, heading towards the falling boulder!

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss—!"

The ear-piercing cutting sound echoed through the canyon.

The incredibly hard boulder was easily shredded by these seemingly delicate flower petals.

Wherever the golden torrent passed, all the boulders shattered in the air, turning into countless fragments of stone that fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Chrysanthemum Douluo single-handedly neutralized the rain of boulders with a single move!

This is the power of a Title Douluo!

With every gesture, it possesses the power to destroy the heavens and the earth!

The surviving guards looked at the flamboyant figure in mid-air, their eyes filled with fanatical worship and awe.

Lin Ye watched this scene from inside the carriage and nodded inwardly.

Although Chrysanthemum Douluo is a bit effeminate, his strength is truly undeniable.

"As expected, it's finally here."

Lin Ye released his hand from Zhu Zhuqing's eyes and calmly looked at the road ahead, which was blocked by rubble.

That concludes the appetizer.

Next, it's time to get to the main character.

Just then, an overwhelmingly domineering and terrifying pressure, filled with endless killing intent, suddenly descended from the sky!

The oppressive force was so heavy.

Under this oppressive force, the guards at the Soul King and Soul Emperor levels turned pale and trembled uncontrollably. Those with weaker strength even collapsed to their knees.

Even Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was suspended in mid-air, had a serious expression.

"So you've finally come out?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo shouted coldly, his voice, amplified by his soul power, resounding throughout the entire canyon.

"hehe……"

A majestic yet chilling laugh echoed from high above.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly descended from the thick dark clouds.

He was a middle-aged man.

He was dressed in a tattered black robe, tall, but his face looked extremely颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless, dispirited, or decadent).

In his left hand, he held a huge hammer that exuded a domineering aura!

The hammerhead is covered with mysterious patterns.

When Chrysanthemum Douluo saw the hammer clearly, he wasn't too shocked.

"Tang Hao! You really came."

In mid-air, Tang Hao's bloodshot eyes were fixed on the carriage, or more precisely, on Lin Ye, who had just stepped out of the carriage.

That look seemed to want to devour Lin Yesheng alive!

"Lin Ye!!"

Tang Hao's voice was filled with endless resentment and murderous intent.

"Finally... I've finally found my chance!"

He descended from the sky step by step.

"You've severed my son's lifeline and ruined his future! This is an irreconcilable hatred!"

"Today, you will surely die!!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Tang Hao looked up and let out a roar filled with pain and rage!

"Seventh Soul Skill, Haotian True Form!"

"Buzz—!"

His seventh spirit ring instantly erupted with dazzling light.

In an instant, the Haotian Hammer in his hand swelled with the wind, transforming into a terrifying giant hammer a hundred meters long in the blink of an eye!

A gigantic phantom, identical to Tang Hao and composed of soul power, appeared behind him, wielding the massive Clear Sky Hammer.

A terrifying aura that could suppress heaven and earth suddenly erupted!

The entire canyon trembled violently under this force, and countless rocks tumbled down the cliff.

"not good!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression changed drastically.

He didn't expect that Tang Hao, that madman, would use his seventh soul skill right from the start!

"Hmph, don't even think about it!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo roared, and his Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum Martial Soul instantly bloomed, with countless golden petals surrounding him as he stepped forward to defend.

"You alone can't stop me!"

At this moment, the true form of Haotian behind Tang Hao raised the hundred-meter-long giant hammer high, aiming it at Lin Ye below, ready to smash it down hard.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's face was extremely ugly.

He knew that he alone could not stop Tang Hao, who had activated his Martial Soul True Body.

At that moment, Lin Ye showed no sign of panic.

"Who said there's only one?"

The moment the words fell, a cold voice suddenly rang in Chrysanthemum Douluo's ear.

"Old Chrysanthemum, use your Soul Fusion Technique directly! Leave the attack to the Second Elder!"

Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo's spirits lifted!

He turned his head sharply and saw a phantom black figure that had silently appeared beside him without him noticing.

The figure was shrouded in a black robe, obscuring its face, and was surrounded by a dense aura of death.

It is indeed Ghost Douluo, the Ghostly One!

"Old ghost! You've finally come out!"

Seeing Ghost Douluo appear, Chrysanthemum Douluo felt as if he had found his pillar of support and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Enough with the nonsense!" Ghost Douluo's voice was still hoarse and unpleasant.

"Let's do it!"

"good!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded heavily, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

He exchanged a glance with Ghost Douluo, and a silent understanding formed between them.

The next second, the spirit rings on both of them lit up simultaneously!

"Soul Fusion Skill..."

At this moment, the voices of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo strangely overlapped, transforming into a peculiar voice that was neither male nor female, but filled with supreme majesty.

"A realm of bipolar stillness!"

"Buzz—!"

An indescribable, terrifying wave suddenly spread out from the two of them.

Everything in its path came to a complete stop!

The swirling dust settled in the air.

The fallen pebbles solidified halfway up the mountain.

The wave was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped Tang Hao, who was holding a hundred-meter-long hammer and about to bring it down!

"not good!"

The moment Tang Hao was touched by this fluctuation, his heart skipped a beat.

"This...this is..."

He could feel his body falling into a state of absolute stillness.

And there's nothing he can do!

"The bipolar stillness zone... that damned zone again!"

A tremendous wave of emotion surged within Tang Hao's heart!

He would never forget this spirit fusion skill for the rest of his life!

Back then, in order to protect Ah Yin, he fought alone against three Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall, including Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

Just as he was about to break through the encirclement with Ah Yin, these two guys unleashed this incredibly strange Martial Soul Fusion Technique, immobilizing him completely!

It was precisely because of that brief stillness that Pope Qian Xunji was able to seize the opportunity and severely injure him, which ultimately led to the tragedy of Ah Yin having to sacrifice herself!

This was his lifelong pain! His lifelong shame!

He never expected that, after so many years, he would fall for the same trick again!

This wasn't a battle at all; it was a premeditated trap.

From the very beginning, they never intended to confront themselves head-on; their goal was to trap themselves in the bipolar stillness domain!

then……

A terrifying thought suddenly flashed into Tang Hao's mind.

Ghost Douluo just said to attack, and leave it to the Second Elder?

Second offering?

Which second-in-command?

Could it be the one from the Hall of Offerings?