Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

As the Third Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult and a Level 9 Soul Master, Ming Lei Douluo possessed a wealth of practical combat experience.

Despite his shock, a frenzied fighting spirit ignited in his eyes. The nine soul rings on his back exploded brightly, and dozens of soul guide shields instantly lit up around him. Crimson lightning roared, and a ten-meter-tall thunderous colossus actually condensed behind him—that was the ninth-level soul guide weapon he had painstakingly cultivated for many years, the [Nether Thunder God Statue]!

Next, he poured his soul power into the ten-meter-tall [Nether Thunder God Statue] without reservation!

"Thunder Prison - Thousand Strike!"

Boom—!

The Nether Thunder God statue's eyes shot out blinding lightning, and lightning snakes danced wildly around its body. In an instant, hundreds of blazing white lightning spears tore through the air and shot towards Zi Ji in a dense, impenetrable barrage.

Each lightning spear contains high temperature and explosive power, and carries a trace of resentment from the dead. This is his killing move that perfectly combines the secret techniques of the evil soul master with the soul tool!

Zi Ji remained suspended in mid-air. Facing the overwhelming attack, she simply waved her hand, and a wisp of extremely thin, purplish-black energy appeared. That wisp of energy seemed weak, but the moment it appeared, it corroded the surrounding air, creating puffs of black smoke.

"Erosion".

With two words uttered softly, the purplish-black energy surged against the wind, transforming into a massive purplish-black storm. Those lightning spears, powerful enough to pierce through a Super Douluo's defenses, were devoured by countless tiny insects as soon as they entered the range of the purplish-black landscape. Their light quickly dimmed and dissipated, ultimately leaving not even a trace of energy fluctuation.

"How is this possible!" The pupils of the Nether Thunder Douluo shrank sharply, but he reacted extremely quickly. With a thought, a dark red crystal on the chest of the Nether Thunder God statue suddenly lit up.

Om-!

A dark red shockwave, visible to the naked eye, spread out in a ring, causing subtle folds in the space it passed through.

This is his trump card – the Level 9 Fixed-Mount Soul-Guided Cannon – [Soul-Shattering Wave]! It's specifically designed to break through all kinds of protective shields and energy defenses!

Zi Ji finally moved. She didn't take the hit head-on; instead, she gently flapped her dragon wings, transforming into a streak of purplish-black light, instantly shifting a hundred meters to the side at an angle that defied the laws of physics, narrowly avoiding the direct impact of the shockwave.

Even so, the shockwave grazed the abandoned high-rise behind her, and the steel building was instantly reduced to dust and vanished without a trace, as if wiped by an invisible giant hand.

Zi Ji glanced at the polluted earth, a hint of displeasure flashing in her dragon eyes. She was extremely disgusted by this power mixed with the resentment of the dead.

"Arrogant!" Enraged, the Nether Thunder Douluo rapidly formed hand seals, and the Nether Thunder God Statue followed suit, its palms clasped together. A thunder blade, entwined with countless phantoms of wronged souls, materialized in its palms. The blade was twenty meters long, and its aura sent shivers down people's spines.

"Nether Lightning - Soul Severing!"

As the lightning blade struck, its energy did not follow a straight line, but rather twisted and flickered strangely, as if it had traversed space and arrived in front of Zi Ji in an instant!

This strike is so deadly, it locks the soul and spirit within, there is no way to avoid it!

Instead of drawing her spear, Zi Ji raised her right claw, spread her five fingers, and a point of extreme darkness appeared in her palm, as if the surrounding light was being swallowed up by this darkness.

"Black hole".

That patch of darkness met the twisted lightning blade; there was no earth-shattering explosion, only silent annihilation.

The vengeful spirits on the Thunder Blade emitted a mournful wail the instant they touched the edge of the black hole, and then vanished completely.

Immediately afterwards, the entire thunder blade was crushed and swallowed up little by little by that tiny black hole, just like tofu thrown into a millstone!

Ming Lei Douluo groaned. The statue was damaged, and he also suffered a backlash. A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his aura instantly weakened.

But his eyes became even more crazed. Ignoring his injuries, he burned his life essence and forcefully activated the Nether Thunder God Statue to self-destruct!

"Let's perish together!"

Seeing this, Zi Ji flashed forward and rushed towards the statue that was about to erupt. To the astonishment of Ming Lei Douluo, her slender hand pierced through layers of lightning and shields and pressed directly onto the core of the statue.

"A mere toy dares to self-destruct?"

The immense energy of ultimate evil surged like a burst dam, rushing wildly into the statue through her palm.

The statue, made of special metal and engraved with countless defensive circuits, instantly lost control of its internal energy, causing a clash!

"No—!" Ming Lei Douluo roared in despair, trying to sever the connection, but found that his connection with the statue had been corrupted and blocked by that terrifying evil power!

The next instant, Murasaki clenched her fist tightly.

"collapse."

Pfft—!

The statue of the Nether Thunder God burst open from the inside like a punctured balloon, with countless fragments carrying purplish-black malevolent thoughts flying everywhere.

The first to be hit, the Thunder God Douluo, had his protective soul power shattered like paper, and was struck head-on by that destructive force!

He didn't even have time to scream before his body gradually disintegrated under Zi Ji's dragon claws, starting from his fingertips, rapidly carbonizing and annihilating until not even a speck of ash remained, completely disappearing into the air.

All that remains is a bottomless, mirror-smooth crater, and the lingering smell of burning and the aftertaste of extreme evil in the air.

Zi Ji gracefully flicked her hand, as if she were merely brushing off a speck of dust, and coldly surveyed the stunned evil spirit masters below:

"Don't even think about escaping."

The aftershocks of the battle high in the sky had not yet subsided, but the impact of the fall of the Nether Thunder Douluo had already struck the hearts of every Title Douluo.

The Netherworld Douluo had long intended to retreat, but the Shattered Star Douluo held on tightly.

Seeing Zi Ji annihilate the Nether Lightning with a wave of her hand, his last shred of hope vanished, and a resolute madness flashed in his eyes.

He roared, and his ninth soul ring suddenly exploded, with blood-red light burning his lifespan shooting into the sky!

"True Spirit Body!"

In an instant, the Netherworld Douluo transformed into an extremely concentrated mass of darkness, and countless invisible binding forces spread out like a spider web—it was his all-out area-of-effect binding soul skill, the [Netherworld Soul Locking Array]!

Zi Ji, Tianyang Douluo, and Suixing Douluo all paused at the same time, briefly trapped by this relentless soul skill.

Taking advantage of this fleeting moment, the Netherworld Douluo's soul power surged wildly, and his skin cracked inch by inch. He was clearly going to self-destruct and perish together with everyone else!

Nangong Wan seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, transformed into a streak of light, and was about to disappear into the distance.

"Trying to escape? This is your burial ground!"

Zi Ji's voice boomed, and her body surged with a burst of purplish-black light. Her body grew longer as she faced the wind, instantly transforming into the true form of a hellish demon dragon king hundreds of meters long! Her dragon scales shimmered, and her dragon might was as vast and boundless as an abyss!

"Hell Realm, open!"

With a dragon's roar, a purplish-black domain spread out like a tide from her massive dragon body, distorting light and making space seem viscous and heavy wherever it passed.

Nangong Wan, who was about to escape, suddenly froze, feeling as if the air around her was sticky and her movements became extremely sluggish.

Even more terrifying, an evil soul force with extremely corrosive properties burrowed into his body through his pores, frantically corroding his protective soul force and bringing waves of stinging pain and weakness.