Douluo Continent: Little Huo Niang Taken Away by Di Tian

Di Tian didn't give her a chance to finish speaking. The Golden Dragon Spear shot out like a venomous dragon, with a piercing shriek that tore through space, and stabbed straight at Ning Rongrong's heart!

"You—!" Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shone brightly, "Ninth Soul Skill, Nine Treasures Invincible Divine Light!"

"clang--!"

The Golden Dragon Spear pierced Ning Rongrong's chest solidly, but at the moment of contact, the absolute defense of the Nine Treasures Invincible Divine Light was triggered, completely neutralizing the terrifying power of the spear tip.

Ning Rongrong used the force to fly backward, creating a distance of several dozen feet, before she could barely regain her balance.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" Ning Rongrong cursed, her chest heaving with anger.

If she had reacted even a fraction of a second slower, that gun would have pierced her heart!

Di Tian stared coldly at her, his spear tip twirling, his tone sharp as a knife: "The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School has already joined the Spirit Transmission Tower. Do you think the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School is some high and mighty one of the Seven Great Sects? It's nothing more than an affiliated sect of the Spirit Transmission Tower!"

"Your sect willingly submitted to the Spirit Pagoda for the sake of that Qiluo Tulip—and that Qiluo Tulip was obtained from the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire! It's the very Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire where your original Seven Devils consumed the immortal herb and underwent a complete transformation!"

With each word Di Tian spoke, Ning Rongrong's face grew paler, and her hand holding the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda trembled.

"So, why doesn't Tang San tell you—there are still immortal herbs in the Yin-Yang Well that can help your descendants evolve their martial souls? Hmm?"

"Shut up!!" Ning Rongrong's voice changed, her eyes filled with undisguised panic and pain.

Without further ado, Di Tian thrust his spear again, fiercely piercing the barrier of Qiankun Wenqing Valley.

Ning Rongrong is a support-type Soul Master, and in her split-soul state, she has no direct combat ability.

She gritted her teeth, and the Nine-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda once again shone brightly—

"Eighth Soul Skill, Nine Treasures Divine Light Possession!"

After becoming a god, the soul skills naturally evolved as well.

The Nine Treasures Divine Light bestows upon him, granting him immunity to all attacks below the level of a god!

If she were to use this technique in her true form in the divine realm, she would be immune to all attacks from gods below the second level.

but--

"Dragon God's Claw!"

Di Tian acted decisively, his left hand suddenly reaching out, and a dark golden dragon claw that blotted out the sky appeared out of thin air, carrying an overwhelming pressure, directly knocking Ning Rongrong's divided soul away from mid-air with a single claw!

Ning Rongrong's figure crashed into the barrier of Qiankun Wenqing Valley like a kite with a broken string.

Di Tian slowly sheathed the Golden Dragon Spear and placed one hand on his chest.

The next moment, the already unfathomable aura within him surged once more—dragon horns burst from his forehead, dark golden dragon wings unfurled from his back, and his dragon tail extended from his body, transforming him completely into a half-dragon.

The terrifying dragon's might swept across the area like a tsunami, causing even the laws governing this space to tremble slightly.

"Today, I am Di Tian, ​​son of the Light Dragon King and the Dark Dragon King, captain of the Dragon God's personal guard, and disciple of the Dragon God—"

His voice no longer belonged to humans, but was an ancient, majestic dragon's roar, as if it came from the depths of the primordial wilderness, each word striking the barrier of space like a heavy hammer.

"Summon the Dragon Clan's magic sword—the Dragon Slayer Sword!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared on Di Tian's chest, and within that light, a narrow blade shadow could be vaguely seen slowly taking shape.

His hand, which was pressed against his chest, plunged directly into the golden light, his fingers tightening abruptly—

"Clang!"

A deafening clang of a blade rang out. Di Tian gripped the hilt tightly and yanked it outwards with a sudden movement—

He pulled a massive broadsword, over four meters long, straight out of his own chest!

The blade was dark red like blood, its base covered with countless patterns from the corpses of slain dragons. Each pattern seemed to wail silently, representing the souls of dragons who had perished under the dragon's blade over millennia.

The end of the hilt is inlaid with a huge dragon tooth guard, which is white and ferocious, as if it could bite off the wrist of the wielder at any moment.

Slaying the dragon—what is slayed is the dragon.

Di Tian held the sword horizontally with one hand, the dark golden blade pointing at himself.

Without the slightest hesitation, he swiftly flipped his other wrist—

"laugh--!"

As the blade sliced ​​through the dragon scales, dark golden dragon blood gushed out like a spring, one drop, two drops, ten drops... landing on the blade of the Dragon Slayer Sword.

The patterns on the dragon corpses on the blade suddenly twisted, as if thousands of hungry ghosts had opened their mouths at the same time, greedily sucking up Di Tian's dragon blood.

The blade's luster grew brighter and brighter, turning from dark red to gilded gold. The entire blade continued to expand and grow larger—ten feet, one and a half feet, more than two feet—expanding more than three times its original size!

At this moment, the Dragon Slayer Blade was no longer a weapon, but rather a golden mountain floating in the air, exuding a murderous aura that could freeze even the soul.

"One strike is enough."

Di Tian gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, simultaneously activating his three soul cores. At this moment, his soul power, divine power, and spatial power completely merged, and his aura had risen to the true god level without reservation!

Ning Rongrong, watching from afar, felt her divided soul tremble violently as she gazed at the sky-covering Dragon-Slaying Blade.

Unstoppable.

She knew very well that with the strength of her split soul, taking this blow head-on would surely mean certain death.

"--cut!"

Di Tian suddenly exerted force with both arms, holding the knife in both hands, from top to bottom—

He slashed out with a single stroke.

The moment the blade sliced ​​through space, it was as if the entire world had been torn apart from the middle by an invisible hand—

"boom--------!!!"

An unprecedented golden torrent erupted from the center of Qiankun Wenqing Valley. Wherever that blade of light passed, the spatial barrier shattered and melted like glass. The entire Qiankun Wenqing Valley was torn apart, disintegrated, and completely annihilated inch by inch in the golden light!

The aftershocks of this strike did not stop within the secret realm—

The blade's light pierced through the entire secret realm, bursting out from the other end and striking directly at the main peak of the Sun and Moon Mountains!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The entire Sun and Moon Mountain Range was cleaved in two by this single strike.

The earth groaned, the mountains collapsed, and a bottomless, enormous canyon cut across the center of the mountain range, as if the very backbone of this continent had been severed.

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, obscuring the sun.

Ning Rongrong's split soul was thrown hundreds of feet away by the shockwave and crashed heavily onto a boulder, causing the light of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda to dim to its lowest point.

Di Tian stood holding his sword, his dark golden dragon wings slowly folding, and his dragon tail gently swaying behind him.

He glanced down at the Dragon Slayer Sword in his hand, which was slowly shrinking and returning to its original size, his eyes eerily calm.

"Sister Yuan's things shouldn't be ruined by you."

He sheathed his sword in his chest, still maintaining his half-dragon form; there were still battles to fight.

The moment Huo Yutong and Di Tian stepped hand in hand into the Valley of Love and Destiny, bathed in light...

Tang San's mind immediately went into overdrive – this is bad, this is really bad!

What alarmed him even more was that, besides the two people, the light also carried the auras of the Ice Dragon King and Ilex.

He almost instinctively activated his divine power, trying to forcibly pull Huo Yutong out of that space.

If we can take the person away, everything can still be salvaged.

However, after the divine power swept over and the light dissipated—

Huo Yutong wasn't the only one who appeared in the pure white space.

Electrolux and the Ice Dragon King were also transferred here!

Tang San's heart sank, and he instantly understood the reason—

Electrolux has become Huo Yutong's third martial soul, a very special "detached martial soul".

The spirit of the Ice God Pearl, the Snow Emperor, had already signed a soul contract with Huo Yutong and had begun the Ice God Trial.

The positions of the Ice God and the Ice Dragon King are originally from the same source and partially merged. When Huo Yutong accepted the Ice God's test, she was also essentially accepting the Ice Dragon King's inheritance.

The three of them had long since formed an unbreakable bond of destiny through martial spirit, soul spirit, and divine test.

No matter how strong Tang San's divine power was, he could not forcibly separate them—unless he was willing to risk completely destroying Huo Yutong, which was obviously not what he wanted.

This is a pure white space, with no up, down, left, or right, and no real sense of the passage of time.