Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

“Interesting. You’re the first level 60 human to dare say such a thing to me.”

It raised its front paws, the tips of which gleamed with an eerie gray light.

"Since you have such courage, then I'll show you what true despair is!"

Before the words were even finished, the gray light suddenly erupted, instantly enveloping the entire canyon.

Ling Feng felt a blur before his eyes, and the surrounding scenery began to distort.

Space was collapsing, time was in disarray, and an irresistible force enveloped him.

He tried to struggle, but found that he couldn't move at all.

That power surpassed all the powers he had ever seen before.

The light dissipated.

Ling Feng looked down at himself, his pupils suddenly contracting.

His hands have become smaller.

His body shrank.

He completely transformed into the appearance he had when he was six years old.

"This...this is..."

The voice of the Dark Demon God Tiger came from ahead, but that voice was no longer the deep, hoarse one before; instead, it carried a hint of childishness.

Ling Feng looked up.

Ahead, a tiger cub stood there.

It was only a few feet long, completely black, with its fleshy wings on its back not fully unfolded and its vertical eye on its forehead tightly closed.

It looked just like a newborn tiger cub.

But those eyes, still crimson vertical pupils, were fixed on him.

"Welcome to my arena for a life-or-death duel."

The Dark Demon God Tiger's voice carried a hint of mockery, "Here, all living beings will be forcibly pulled back to their infancy."

"So it is with me, and so it is with you."

It took small steps and slowly walked towards Lingfeng.

"A level 60 human Soul King is nothing more than a six-year-old child in front of me."

"And I, although I have also become a cub, will not lose any of my experience, instincts, or combat skills."

It stopped in front of Ling Feng, raised its tiny front paws, and waved them in front of him.

"Now, what do you have to fight me with?"

Ling Feng looked down at his small hands and remained silent for a moment.

Then he smiled.

That smile made the Dark Demon God Tiger pause slightly.

"why are you laughing?"

Ling Feng raised his head and looked at it.

Are you sure this is in your best interest?

The Dark Demon God Tiger was stunned.

Ling Feng raised his hand, and his martial spirit manifested.

The phantom of the Dark Holy Dragon appeared behind him. Although it had shrunk, the phantom was still solid and still exuded a powerful aura.

"Six years old was indeed my childhood."

"But do you know what I was doing when I was six years old?"

The Dark Demon God Tiger did not answer.

Ling Feng said slowly and deliberately, "When I was six years old, I consumed the Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass and the Blazing Apricot Delight, which tempered my body so that it was impervious to ice and fire."

"When I was six years old, I took the Dew of Longing for Autumn Water, and my spiritual power reached the level of a high-level Soul King."

"When I was six years old, I killed a 38,000-year-old dark dragon and absorbed my third soul ring."

He stepped forward, his young eyes sparkling with a calmness and confidence completely out of character for his age.

"You pulled me back to when I was six years old, which did cause me to lose my Soul Emperor-level Soul Power, but my physical body, my mental strength, my fighting instincts..."

He clenched his fist, and the coiled dragon staff appeared in his hand.

Not a single bit less.

The Dark Demon God Tiger stared at him, a hint of seriousness flashing in its eyes.

It realized that it seemed to have made a mistake.

This human is no ordinary Soul Master.

His foundation is far more terrifying than he imagined.

"Interesting." It growled. "Then let me see just how strong you were when you were six years old!"

Before the words were even finished, it pounced on them.

Although the tiger cub is small, its speed is astonishing.

That was the ultimate speed enhanced by the power of space, no less than before.

Ling Feng did not retreat.

He took a step forward, and the coiled dragon staff swept out horizontally.

boom!

A man and a tiger collided violently in the arena of life-or-death combat.

At this moment, they all returned to their original state.

But the intensity of the battle remained undiminished.

Outside the canyon, Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, watching the battle inside through the formation, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's life-or-death duel arena... this is the first time I've ever seen one like this."

Di Tian stood beside him, a hint of amusement in his golden vertical pupils.

"This talent is the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger clan's last trump card. It pulls the opponent back to their juvenile state, severing the level difference, and then uses its innate fighting instincts to win. Countless soul beasts stronger than it have died under this move."

He paused, then looked at Qian Daoliu.

"Can your little one handle it?"

Qian Daoliu did not answer.

He simply looked at the six-year-old boy in the formation, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Inside the formation, the battle had reached a fever pitch.

The Dark Demon God Tiger grew increasingly terrified as the battle progressed.

It discovered that this human's fighting ability in his juvenile state was more terrifying than in his adult state.

His physical body was incredibly strong; when my claws struck him, they could only leave a shallow white mark.

His mental strength was even more terrifying; his own evil energy could not penetrate his defenses at all.

What it couldn't understand the most was his fighting instinct.

That's not how a child should fight.

Every block and every counterattack was perfectly timed, as if they had been through countless trials.

"Who...who are you?" it couldn't help but ask.

Ling Feng knocked it back with a single blow, and said calmly, "Ling Feng, Holy Son of the Martial Soul Hall."

The Dark Demon God Tiger, panting heavily, stared at him and suddenly laughed.

There was a hint of relief in that smile.

"I see...I see..."

It stood up, and a red glow began to appear around it.

Ling Feng was slightly taken aback.

That was the light of sacrifice.

"you……"

The Dark Demon God Tiger looked at him, and the previous savagery and killing intent were gone from its scarlet vertical pupils.

"I have lived for tens of thousands of years and have seen countless human geniuses, but I have never seen anyone like you before."

It slowly walked towards him, its form gradually fading with each step.

"The arena for life-or-death duels is the last pride of the Dark Demon God Tiger clan."

"Here, there is no hierarchy, no external assistance, only the purest form of combat."

"If we win, then we really win."

It stopped in front of Ling Feng, raised its head, and looked at the boy who was just as young as it was.

"You won, fair and square, without any trickery."

Ling Feng remained silent.

The Dark Demon God Tiger continued, "I was originally very unwilling. Why? Why should I, who have lived for tens of thousands of years, be a soul ring for a level 60 human?"

"But now, I am convinced."

It closed its eyes.

"Anyone who can defeat me in a life-or-death duel is worthy of my sacrifice."