Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 616 Slapping His Love Rival While Breaking Through

"Click! Click! Click!"

As Leng Yulai thrashed about wildly, the chains binding her began to rattle. The chains were specially made, engraved with runes that could seal soul power, originally designed to prevent Leng Yulai from escaping.

At this moment, although Leng Yulai's soul power had been sealed, the anger in her heart made her unleash astonishing power. She struggled desperately, trying to break free of the iron chains that bound her and rush towards Ya Li to retaliate.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not budge the solid iron chain even an inch; her struggles seemed utterly futile.

"I'll kill you!"

But Leng Yulai seemed to have gone mad, completely disregarding her own situation, still struggling desperately, her eyes filled with murderous intent, staring fiercely at Ya Li as if she wanted to tear her to pieces with her gaze.

"snort."

Yali stared at Leng Yulai, who was struggling frantically and seemed to be insane, and let out a cold snort from her nose. This cold snort seemed to be an outlet for emotions that had been suppressed for a long time. With this short syllable, the resentment in her heart finally dissipated a little.

The body that had been trembling slightly with anger gradually calmed down after that cold snort, but his eyes still burned with raging fury as he stared intently at Leng Yulai, as if trying to see right through her.

Then, Yali took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down and make her voice sound steady and calm, but her cold tone still revealed an undeniable authority:

"I'll settle accounts with you later for what you did to Ming-ge. Now, I'll ask you questions. You said before that Ming-ge fell into your hands after losing his memory, so why is he with Leng Yaozhu now? What exactly happened between you two?"

Upon hearing Ya Li mention Leng Yaozhu, Leng Yulai's movements suddenly froze, and the force of her frantic struggle gradually decreased.

The image of Leng Yaozhu's beautiful yet utterly repulsive face flashed into her mind, along with the memory she considered shameful—the scene of Yun Ming being taken away by Leng Yaozhu.

Leng Yulai's lips curled into a sarcastic smile, a smile filled with bitterness and resentment. She looked at Ya Li and said in an almost mocking tone, "Ha! Although I also dislike that woman, do you really think I'd tell you what happened?"

"Given that woman's hypocritical nature, she's probably just pretending to be nice to Yun Ming on the surface, but secretly she's after his body. Ya Li, even if you manage to get hold of me, so what? Yun Ming still isn't yours."

Leng Yulai's words were like thorny brambles, each word trying to pierce Yali's heart. She seemed to enjoy the pleasure of attacking others with words, especially when facing her love rival.

Upon hearing this, Ya Li's gaze instantly turned even colder, her pupils contracted slightly, and her eyes seemed to burn with two flames of anger. Yun Ming was the person she cared about most, and Leng Yu Lai's words were undoubtedly rubbing salt into her wounds.

Ya Li immediately bristled. Her voice, hoarse with anger, became even more resolute and forceful: "I'll ask you one more time, what exactly happened to Ming after he lost his memory?"

"Heh!" Leng Yulai sneered, her laughter full of provocation. "You can think about that yourself. I can..." However, she didn't finish her sentence.

"Slap!" A crisp slap echoed throughout the room once again.

The slap was powerful, and a bright red handprint instantly appeared on Leng Yulai's left cheek, forming an eerie symmetry with the mark on her right cheek that Ya Li had previously slapped.

"Wrong answer." Yali withdrew her hand with a calm expression, her face as still as a lake, as if she hadn't been the one to slap Leng Yulai.

"you!!!"

After being slapped again by Ya Li, Leng Yu Lai felt a surge of anger rush to the top of her head, as if the whole world had become blurred before her eyes.

Her heart was filled with humiliation and anger. The feeling of being controlled and humiliated made her want to break free immediately and fight Yali to the death.

"Yali, you bitch, how dare you..."

"Slap!" Another slap landed without mercy. This slap was even harder than the previous one, and Leng Yulai's head was knocked to one side, with a few strands of hair scattered messily on her swollen cheek, making her look even more disheveled.

"Damn it, if you've got the guts, fight me to the death! Don't try this..."

"Snapped!"

"you……"

"Snapped!"

"..."

"Snapped!"

Ya Li's expression remained calm and indifferent, as if everything she did was perfectly natural. But her hands didn't stop moving in the slightest; if Leng Yu Lai didn't reveal the information she wanted, Ya Li would slap her.

Later, before Leng Yulai could even open her mouth, Ya Li slapped her across the face. This series of actions was like a merciless storm, leaving Leng Yulai completely defenseless.

This scene sent chills down the spines of Zang Xin and Tang Wulin, who were watching from behind. Their eyes widened, their faces filled with disbelief. In their minds, the Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li had always been a gentle, kind, and approachable figure.

However, the cold-blooded, ruthless woman in front of them, who kept slapping people, was completely different from the Yali they remembered.

They had never seen a Holy Spirit Douluo like this before. A deep chill ran through them; they felt that Ya Li was more terrifying than any powerful enemy at this moment.

This is terrifying! Zang Xin and Tang Wulin had the same thought at the same time. They stood silently to the side, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Ya Li, who was in a state of extreme anger.

"Waaah..." Leng Yulai was beaten so badly that she couldn't speak and could only make some indistinct sounds.

In a daze, a tear seemed to fall from the corner of Leng Yulai's eye. From childhood to adulthood, she had always been a true princess, and had never suffered such humiliation.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, that's enough. In her current state, she probably can't give you the information you want. Just hand her over to me."

Seeing Leng Yulai's expression, as if she wanted to self-destruct her soul core and perish together with Ya Li, Zang Xin immediately coughed lightly and stepped forward to stop Ya Li's actions.

Leng Yulai is an important hostage on their side. If the Holy Spirit Douluo continues to fight, he is really afraid that Leng Yulai might have a moment of despair and take the opportunity to commit suicide.

"Snapped!"

"What am I doing...?"

As the final slap landed, Yali suddenly seemed to wake from a nightmare, her expression one of surprise as if she had just awakened from a dream.

Yali stared wide-eyed at Leng Yulai, whose cheeks were swollen and red, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her. Her eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment, as if she was trying hard to recall what she had just done.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why, but I suddenly couldn't control myself just now, and I'm sorry to have made the Amorous Douluo laugh at me," Ya Li said apologetically.

"It's alright. His Holiness the Holy Spirit is just concerned about the whereabouts of his beloved, which I understand. From now on, leave Leng Yulai to me. I will try my best to get information about Yun Ming and the Holy Spirit Cult from her." Zang Xin nodded slightly, his face showing understanding.

"Buzz—"

Just then, a strange fluctuation emanated from Yali. Her soul power surged like a raging tide around her body, and her mental power also fluctuated violently, as if a storm was brewing within her.

The change in this aura was so strong and obvious that it drew people's attention.

Since the devastating battle at Shrek Academy, in which the Sky-Supporting Douluo died, Ya Li's heart seemed to be shrouded in a thick gloom, and she fell into a deathly silence.

During those dark days, her world lost its color, and life seemed to lose its meaning.

However, after learning from Mr. A that Yun Ming was still alive, that faint glimmer of hope, like a candle flame in the darkness, rekindled her desire for life and rekindled her belief in living.

Even knowing that Yun Ming was still alive, Ya Li still felt a deep sense of oppression. Especially after witnessing Leng Yaozhu take Yun Ming away not long ago, that oppression felt like a heavy mountain, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

During those days, she often wandered alone in the dead of night, her heart filled with pain and helplessness.

But at this moment, after giving Leng Yulai, who bore a striking resemblance to Leng Yaozhu and had once imprisoned Yun Ming, a good beating, Ya Li finally felt a release from the long-suppressed frustration in her heart.

Like a dam bursting, her surging emotions poured out like a flood, allowing her to break free of her inner shackles and take that crucial step in the midst of this emotional outburst.

Images began to slowly appear around her: pictures of her and him holding hands in their youth, pictures of them traveling the entire planet together, and pictures of him holding her hand, soaring over the ocean.

The surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and Zang Xin and Tang Wulin were surprised to find that they seemed to have entered a holy world full of white.

Countless resounding hymns rang out, and in the chanting of those hymns, souls were being cleansed.

The images magnified, the sacred energy cleansed, and all weariness and negative emotions vanished without a trace in that instant.

Countless resounding hymns rose up, their melodious and sacred sounds like a call from heaven. In the chanting of these hymns, the soul seemed to be receiving the purest cleansing, and all weariness and negative emotions vanished without a trace in that instant.

A holy angel descended—wasn't that exactly what Yali looked like? Eight pairs of wings slowly unfurled behind her, gently flapping, each flap bringing with it a sacred breeze.

A sacred halo radiated outwards from her body, encircling her body in concentric circles and emitting a soft yet dazzling light.

Everything was sublimated in that moment, and the sacred fluctuations gave people an indescribable and moving feeling. It was as if all the beauty in the world had gathered here, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

In the distance, there seemed to be a golden gate in the sky, tightly closed, as if pushing it open would lead to another world.

Above the hotel controlled by the Tang Clan, a cloud appeared out of nowhere. This cloud emitted a seven-colored light, with a faint golden glow on its outer edge. The auspicious cloud drifted by, and everyone who saw it felt as if their souls were being cleansed, and an indescribable sense of restraint arose.

The sun's rays seemed to dim slightly at that moment, and countless light-attribute elements in the air seemed to be absorbed by that auspicious cloud.

The intense energy fluctuations were incredibly soothing, and countless people worshipped and revered them as a divine miracle.

Then, the auspicious seven-colored clouds above the hotel suddenly burst open, and a thick rain of seven-colored light fell from the sky, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, or like sweet dew nourishing all things. Wherever the rain of light touched, flowers, plants, and trees were revitalized.

……

Near the hotel, a fruit shop owner was busy arranging the fruit on the shelves.

He glanced up casually and saw the sky filled with a shower of light. His eyes widened instantly, and his face lit up with surprise and excitement.

He immediately dropped what he was doing, rushed out of the shop, opened his arms, and tilted his head back, trying to get as much sunlight and rain as possible onto himself.

Under the light of the rain, the monocle on his right eye reflected intense light, as if it too was absorbing this magical power.

Next to the fruit shop owner, the owners of cake shops, milk tea shops, and barbecue shops, upon seeing the colorful rain of light, also followed suit without hesitation.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, as if they had undergone rigorous training. Each person's face beamed with excitement and anticipation, as if the rain of light would bring them endless good fortune.

Some distance from the hotel, a middle-aged driver wearing a monocle was intently driving a Soul Guidance vehicle on the road.

Suddenly, he saw an energy halo radiating a strange light in the distance, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Without hesitation, he turned the steering wheel and drove towards it, as if drawn by an invisible force.

"A bunch of clueless idiots."

Inside the hotel, the hotel manager looked out the window at the group of people outside who seemed like cult followers, frowned, and spat out a mouthful of saliva.

His eyes were full of disdain; in his view, these people were nothing more than a group of vulgar people chasing after profit.

"I'm different."

The hotel manager adjusted his monocle over his right eye and said to the waiter beside him, "Call the chef and the other waiters; we need to have an internal meeting. The location? Room 2111."

Room 2111 is directly below the room where the Holy Spirit Douluo is currently located.

"What's the use of absorbing that rainbow of light? Being closer is obviously much more beneficial!" the hotel manager muttered to himself.

"Manager, the head chef and the others arrived a long time ago and are waiting for the meeting. You're the only one missing," the waiter reported truthfully.

"Damn it! Those sneaky bastards!"

The hotel manager cursed angrily, then rushed towards room 2111 with the staff. His steps were hurried, his heart filled with anxiety, fearing he might miss this rare opportunity.

……

Meanwhile, in the room where Yali was...

"They actually broke through!"

A hint of joy appeared on Zang Xin's face. Ya Li's breakthrough to the Limit Douluo level was undoubtedly a great thing for their Tang Sect.

Especially at this crucial juncture as they prepare to journey to the other two continents, Yali's breakthrough undoubtedly provides them with a powerful boost.

When Yali broke through, the energy she gathered did not intend to harm the people. What was even more strange was that almost everyone who passed through this energy benefited from it, at least in terms of prolonging their lives.

Even a powerhouse like Zang Xin, at the Limit Douluo level, had this feeling, let alone ordinary people.

Ya Li, at level 98, was already the number one healing-type Soul Master on the continent. Now that she's broken through to the Limit Douluo level, her healing abilities will only reach new heights. With her around, Tang Wulin and his companions will have a very difficult time dying during missions!

"Ya Li, you bitch, you actually broke through!" Leng Yulai looked at Ya Li with resentment, her eyes burning with jealousy and anger. The swelling on her face had already been eliminated by the life energy that accompanied Ya Li's breakthrough to the Limit Douluo level.

But Leng Yulai would rather these scars not be erased. Why?! Why was that bitch Yali able to break through, especially after beating her up?!

The energy halo began to dissipate, and Yali's figure gradually emerged. "Your Majesty, I'll be returning to my room now."

Zang Xin hurriedly said, "Holy Spirit Douluo, there's no need to be so polite. You've only just broken through; it's more important to consolidate your realm first."

"Um."

Ya Li nodded, glancing at Leng Yulai with a hint of lingering interest, but ultimately said nothing more and silently left the room. Her steps were light and steady, as if carrying an air of otherworldly grace.

"Phew~ Finally, we got rid of him."

Seeing the lingering reluctance in Ya Li's eyes as she left, a bead of sweat trickled down Zang Xin's forehead. He thought to himself, "The Holy Spirit Douluo's feelings for the Sky-Supporting Douluo are truly deep and profound!"

"What are you still standing here for? Hurry up and head to Tiandou City to find someone." Zang Xin said irritably to Tang Wulin, who was standing there in a daze.

Upon hearing Zang Xin's words, Tang Wulin realized what was happening, took his leave, and prepared to head to Tiandou City to ask for help.

(End of this chapter)