Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

At this critical moment, Poison Undying remained remarkably calm. As he spoke, he roared, and a dense, dark green light suddenly shot into the sky, dyeing half the sky dark green. His physical form also instantly swelled, growing more than ten times its original size in the blink of an eye. His dark green skin bulged, transforming into massive muscles like granite. Only a pair of shorts covered his vital parts.

Two yellow, two purple, two black, and three red. With the full release of his martial soul, the nine spirit rings unleashed a terrifying aura that seemed to shatter even the air itself.

The dark green giant braced himself against the sky, while Shattered Star Douluo and the others, their eyes red, began to retreat.

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"Clang, clang, clang, clang..." The sound of the bell continued to ring out.

Inside a luxurious mansion near the Arc de Triomphe, Zhongli Wu, the head of the city defense bureau, who had been enjoying a leisurely drink, suddenly changed color, overturned the empty wine glass in front of him, and looked towards the direction of the palace.

In the sky, a giant, like a god, had torn through the dark clouds and emerged.

This giant was over a hundred feet tall, its entire body emerald green, with faint purple mist rising around it. With its hands raised to the sky, it let out a fierce roar, and an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly burst forth from its body, transforming into a force of ten thousand jun that descended from the sky, forcefully suppressing all the dozens of figures that had risen from the direction of the palace. The eerie green energy condensed in its hands, its target pointing directly at the royal palace.

Isn't that the original form of Douluo Du Bu Si? Behind him, more than a dozen streaks of light scattered and fled in all directions in the air.

"Damn it! They really dare?! What are the palace guards and soul tools good for? They can't even take off to defend themselves! They can't be poisoned, they can't be poisoned! A true form Douluo..."

Zhongli Wu's expression shifted between light and dark, his heart filled with shame and anger.

Indeed, the war is almost over, and he will soon receive his reward. Moreover, Zhongliwu has also figured things out during this time: nothing is more important than his own life. Regardless of whether Kong Tianxu keeps his promise, he is determined to take advantage of the most exciting time after unification when people are least concerned about him and flee far away.

But just at this critical moment, the poison didn't kill him!

He is now in charge of the defense of Mingdu! Zhongliwu is certain that if Xu Tianzhen and Kong Tingxi make a mistake in his hands, Kong Tianxu will definitely hunt him down to the ends of the earth.

Almost grinding his teeth to powder, Zhongli Wu watched as Poison Undying once again forced the group of Soul Masters remaining in the palace back to the ground, with only a sliver of moonlight struggling to rise. He knew he had to make his move.

Because of the war, most of the true powerhouses of the Sun Moon Empire were on the front lines, and those who remained behind were all Soul Masters.

Although they were able to use soul tools to reach the strength to fight against titled Douluo, their physical strength was no match for that of a true titled Douluo. Under the pressure of a top-tier level 98 Super Douluo like Du Busi, who was only one step away from becoming a Limit Douluo, their performance was normal.

"Xiao Feng, what's the situation at Shrek Academy?"

Zhongli Wu called out. Although Shrek Academy had been merged into the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, the name Shrek still held special significance for him.

In the blink of an eye, several men in black with extremely cold auras appeared behind him, and standing at the head was his wife, Xie Feng Feng Ling.

Feng Ling stepped forward: "Director, Yan Shaozhe and his men went straight to pursue the others, leaving no trace. Do you think we should go and assist them..."

"Hmph! How cunning. No need. Xiao Feng, you all must stay at least three miles away from me, but don't show yourselves either. If anything changes, provide immediate support."

"Yes! I wish Director Zhu success in absorbing the original body and a triumphant return!"

“Dark Clouds.” Zhongli Wu turned to look at a man in black who was completely covered by a cloak.

This person is named Wu Yun, his martial soul is Dark Raven, and he is one of the powerful figures in the Holy Spirit Cult's Hall of Worship, though not one of the eight elders of the Holy Spirit Cult. He possesses extremely formidable strength and ranks highly within the Holy Spirit Cult's Hall of Worship.

He wasn't originally a pure evil spirit master; it was just that because his martial spirit was of the dark attribute, he was always misunderstood and even hunted down as an evil spirit master.

In a fit of rage, he killed everyone who was hunting him down and later joined the Holy Spirit Cult. After so many years of cultivation, he has truly become a master of evil spirits through his actions.

Like the Beast God Di Tian, ​​he possessed the attribute of darkness. During the Beast God's siege, he gained considerable insight into dark abilities by sensing the Beast God's aura and observing the Beast God's control over dark power.

After returning this time, he finally broke through the bottleneck that had plagued him for many years, and his soul power level increased by one level, officially reaching the Super Douluo level.

"Your subordinate is here." Wu Yun's heart skipped a beat.

“This sect…this venerable one would like to ask you for a favor,” Zhongli Wu said gently.

“Your subordinate—” Wu Yun instinctively wanted to politely decline.

"Shut up!"

Zhongli Wu's face was contorted in a ferocious grimace, and rings of spirit energy—four purple, three black, and two red—slowly rose from beneath his feet. At the same time, Wu Yun, uncontrollably, let out a long howl, unleashing a powerful aura of darkness. His face turned deathly pale, and he coughed up mouthfuls of blood, spraying it onto the surrounding dark clouds. His own body began to burn, not just his spirit energy, but also his very soul power.

Although Wu Yun and his fallen soul masters were nominally worshipped by the Holy Spirit Cult, they had always been controlled by Zhong Liwu. At this moment, he actually burned his own soul and martial spirit!

Fear arises in everyone's heart.

Zhongli Wu pointed his right hand in the void, and a purple soul ring around his body instantly shone. Then, a huge staff appeared in his hand.

The staff was entirely black. When it appeared, a figure rose up behind Zhongli Wu. This figure didn't seem very large, appearing to be about the same size as Zhongli Wu. However, the instant it appeared, everyone present felt their hearts clench.

Super Martial Soul, Death God Demon Puppet.

One after another, vengeful spirits rose around his body, and the shadow of the Death God Puppet fluctuated violently. After the vengeful spirits appeared, they instantly burst into flames with mournful shrieks, turning into wisps of ghost fire, which were then continuously devoured by the Death God Puppet.

"Gah!" Wuyun cried out in agony, his body suddenly transforming into a huge black fireball, which then instantly merged into his dark cloud and shot towards Zhongliwu.

As Zhongli Wu absorbed the dark clouds, his entire body turned a purplish-black color. The Death God Puppet behind him was merging with his main body. Zhongli Wu's own body continued to grow to ten meters in size, and he was completely shrouded in darkness. His aura was rising at an astonishing speed.

A long roar suddenly burst forth from Zhongliwu's mouth! It was a sound like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger. He tapped the air with the huge staff in his right hand, and a deep roar followed. A huge dragon head supported his body and soared into the sky.

A powerful aura continuously rises and erupts.

When he fully ascended into the air, level with the giant transformed from the Poison Undying, the staff in his hand had transformed into a giant scythe with a blade ten meters long. Beneath his feet, a gigantic black bone dragon appeared, its complete body a hundred meters long and its wingspan nearly a hundred meters. The surface of its dragon head emitted a glowing green light, and intense green flames danced in its eyes.

As soon as it appeared, gusts of eerie wind echoed throughout the sky.

Compared to the true form of a top-tier expert's Martial Soul, this size is nothing. For someone with the cultivation level of Limit Douluo, their Martial Soul True Form can easily reach over a thousand meters.

However, this black bone dragon appeared to be a solid entity! Moreover, as soon as it appeared, various illusions flickered throughout the sky, displaying mountains of corpses and seas of blood, all belonging to soul beasts, with countless soul beasts' mournful screams echoing in the air. It seemed as if countless vengeful spirits of soul beasts were shouting madly.

How many soul beasts would it take to kill to create such a scene?

Zhongli Wu stood atop the skull of the enormous bone dragon. Although his body was tiny compared to the bone dragon, he exuded a terrifying sense of oppression that made it hard to breathe.

At this moment, his spirit rings only have two colors: black and red. Six black and three red!

His soul power level jumped directly from level 97 to the peak of level 98, which was on par with Du Busi.

This is what makes evil spirit masters so terrifying.

By fusing and devouring soul and flesh, he continuously promotes the mutation and sublimation of his own martial soul. His soul rings and cultivation level also rise accordingly. Zhongli Wu's Death God Puppet is actually a product of his continuous evolution as his cultivation level continues to improve.

This is Zhongli Wu in his complete form, the true form of the Grim Reaper! The Bone Dragon King, the Grim Reaper's mount!

Compared to Ye Xishui, he is the true Death God Douluo.

"Poison cannot kill!" Zhongliwu roared again, as if to release all the pent-up emotions of the past years, and his strong evil aura poured out without any concealment.

The lights in Mingdu below seemed to dim, and countless Soul Masters who were intently watching the changes in the air changed color repeatedly. They knew something about today's arrangements, otherwise they wouldn't be unable to fly. However, it seemed that Du Busi was no match for the evil Soul Master Zhongli Wu! After all, the opponent had six black and three red, while he only had two yellow, two purple, two black, and three red.

While the color of a spirit ring doesn't represent everything, it is a symbol of strength for a spirit master.

But the poison didn't kill him; he continued to laugh wildly, as if he had spotted a prey and was delighted, shoving his long, bald head of hair back.

"You brat, come and die!"

Chapter 405 Zhongli Dies, His True Form is Grieved

Poison Undying's maniacal laughter echoed through the sky. He raised his hands as if supporting the heavens, and instantly, the intense dark green light around him abruptly subsided, rapidly converging into his body.

The dark green color on his body also began to become crystal clear, and his size increased again. Around his body, streaks of black light flashed continuously, and the brilliance of stars could be faintly seen. It was clearly the spatial shattering caused by his soul core operating to its limit.

Even the purplish-black clouds that suddenly erupted from Zhongli Wu and his Bone Dragon King could not obscure the dark green brilliance.

Zhongli Wu was well aware of the infamous reputation of Du Bu Si, the pillar of the main lineage. Du Bu Si was a veteran powerhouse of the same generation as Long Xiao Yao. It was precisely because of his fear of Du Bu Si's strength that Zhongli Wu did not hesitate to devour the Dark Crow Cloud in front of everyone, thus raising his cultivation level directly to level ninety-eight.

With his cultivation level soaring, Zhongli Wu's confidence also rose accordingly.

His Death God Puppet Martial Soul was already superior to Ye Xishui's Blood Soul Puppet. In terms of Martial Soul quality alone, it had firmly entered the ranks of Super Martial Souls. In particular, evil Soul Masters are always arrogant and self-willed. He believed that his own Martial Soul was the best in the world. It was comparable to the Super Martial Soul Body recognized by the Soul Master world after its second awakening, and was only slightly inferior to Kong Tianxu's Sacred Dragon.

Moreover, the most distinctive characteristic of evil soul masters is their unpredictable and unpredictable abilities. At the level of a Super Douluo, ordinary evil soul masters might no longer have much of an advantage, but his Death God Puppet is incredibly bizarre. Besides its signature sneak attacks, its direct combat capabilities are also extremely powerful. As one of the highest-ranking evil soul masters, his methods are beyond the comprehension of ordinary soul masters.

In addition, after being suppressed by Kong Tianxu for so many years, Zhongli Wu also had a lot of pent-up anger that he wanted to vent. He had the idea of ​​competing with Du Busi and venting his anger, so he showed his strongest form from the beginning.

He originally thought that with his soaring cultivation and the Bone Dragon King beneath him already brewing the Extreme Wind, he could at least deter Du Busi to some extent. However, he did not expect that this Body Douluo would make a move immediately.

The dark green giant, transformed from the Poison Immortal, strode through the void, fearlessly charging forward without flinching.

But since Zhongliwu dared to go into battle, how could he not be confident?

Hmph, your true martial soul is nothing more than that of an ordinary person born in an era without me!

"The world changes, and the winds of change rise!"

With a loud shout from Zhongli Wu, a bizarre scene unfolded: the giant dragon beneath his feet suddenly turned azure, and at the same time, the black clouds in the sky also turned azure. A fierce wind arose in the air, and for a moment, the very heavens and earth seemed to change color.

The wind, this is the power of the wind. At this moment, Zhongli Wu no longer resembled an evil spirit master at all.

A strong wind blew, and small tornadoes naturally formed in the sky, sweeping straight towards Poison Undying.

The Silver Dragon King bestows upon us the gift of elemental control!

Relying on beast spirits to fight is a bizarre fighting style that completely transcends the scope of ordinary soul masters. No one could even discern what soul skills Zhongli Wu was using.

With a deafening roar, the two collided in mid-air, as if a burst of fireworks had suddenly exploded in the sky.

The dark green light behind Poison Immortal suddenly formed large vortexes, creating massive funnel-shaped vortices that remained unmoved despite the terrifying tornado's onslaught. Any blue light entering these vortices vanished instantly, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

The two powerful figures in the center were facing off against each other. The Hulk, who was transformed from the Poison Undying, tightly gripped the Bone Dragon King's huge mouth and claws. The two seemed to be competing, but neither could gain the upper hand. The light on their bodies flickered.

Their true forms weren't idle either. Zhongli Wu, in his ten-meter-tall form as the Grim Reaper, wielded a giant scythe that was impenetrable. This Grim Reaper's scythe appeared to be transformed from his first soul skill, the staff. However, Du Busi, who possessed spiritual attributes and an eye-based martial soul, could clearly see that the Grim Reaper's scythe was Zhongli Wu's eighth soul skill.

But he was no less impressive. The physical changes that Long Aotian had once shown were even more outrageous on him. Not only did he wield a pair of enormous axes and knives, but his sparse long hair also glowed with a chilling green light and stood up straight, occasionally catching Zhongli Wu off guard.

Zhongli Wu only needed to expend a little power to control the Bone Dragon King, so his soul power was even stronger. However, Du Bu Si's physical strength was extremely strong. In addition, both of them were wary of each other's death aura and primordial poison. In a short time, a circle of black spatial rifts had appeared around them, and there were signs that they were spreading outwards.

This old guy's strength is ridiculously great!

Zhongli Wu saw the expanding spatial rift around him, his eyes twitched violently, and he realized his problem.

Why was he so confident, even arrogant, that he dared to fight head-on against the Soul Master's Body Martial Soul, which was the most skilled in direct combat?

Normally, battles between him and high-level Soul Masters like Poison Undying are often clashes between their Martial Soul True Bodies, a contest of Soul Power, Momentum, Soul Skills, self-created Soul Skills, and counterplay, among other factors.

Zhongli Wu's Bone Dragon King was a treasure he had obtained over the past two hundred years through raising Gu (a type of poisonous insect) to allow his beast spirits to devour each other. It was his natal beast spirit, even a part of his martial soul, essentially an avatar. When placed alongside his own Death God True Body, they were practically two level 98 Super Douluo! In a clash between ordinary Soul Masters, even a slight miscalculation could lead to defeat and death, let alone an enemy with twice the strength.

The abilities of evil soul masters are just that bizarre. Ye Xishui's Blood Soul Puppet can use the twelve blood souls it condensed to pay for twelve lives, which is already extremely outrageous. The Death God Puppet, which is even more advanced, is the most shameless of all.

However, the poison did manage to block it, albeit only temporarily, which was enough to demonstrate the explosive power of the original martial soul.

Zhongli Wu regained some of his senses. Although his Death God Puppet body was not weak, it was not a martial soul naturally suited for one-on-one combat. Ambush was his forte. To rashly engage in close combat and use his weakness to attack the enemy's strength was unwise.

The death aura on the Grim Reaper's scythe suddenly intensified several times, forcing Poison Undying back. The two separated, standing a thousand meters apart. Their powers reformed, transforming once again into a standoff between black and dark green.

After catching his breath, Zhongli Wu let out a low roar from the Bone Dragon King's mouth. Immediately afterward, it raised its massive head and spat out a ball of cyan light towards Poison Undying.

This cyan ball of light was not large, only about the size of a human head. When it was ejected, it was somewhat disproportionate to the size of the Bone Dragon King, giving it an uncoordinated appearance.

Zhongli Wu pointed his Death Scythe at the cyan orb, and the light from his soul rings pulsed, casting halos of light onto the orb, making its color deepen considerably.

This cyan orb of light is called the Ultimate Wind, and it is the most powerful strike among the wind-based forces he can use and control. It condenses the wind element to an extreme degree. He has personally witnessed the power of this strike, which flattened a mountain.