The Glory of the Sun and Moon in the Peerless Tang Sect

This wasn't the first time these titled Douluo elders of the Holy Spirit Cult had cooperated. Tianwu Douluo Nangong Wan decisively gave a low shout, and the rhythmic black seventh spirit ring beside him instantly shone brightly.

The martial spirit light and shadow behind Nangong Wan suddenly solidified, while his true form vanished. The enormous centipede, its entire body shimmering with a ghostly green light, swelled dramatically, growing to over fifty meters in length in the blink of an eye. Hundreds of pairs of sharp legs blocked the barrage of blood-red blades.

These blood-red blades naturally originated from the Blood Coagulation Douluo. The Blood Coagulation Douluo uses blood as his martial soul, not only being able to control and change the form of the blood within his own body, but also using it as a medium to draw upon and control the blood within his enemies, transforming it for his own use.

Soul Masters who possess Beast Martial Souls, when they unleash the True Form of their Martial Soul, do so by combining their Soul Power with the essence of their Martial Soul; they do not truly transform into a Soul Beast.

However, when Nangong Wan, in his Martial Soul True Form state, touched those blood blades, he still felt a surge and reversal of his blood and qi. Under normal circumstances, the circulation of his soul power would probably be affected.

These monsters from the Body Sect are really bad luck!

Nangong Wan cursed inwardly in frustration. Compared to him, the Blood Condensation Douluo of the Body Sect seemed more like an evil soul master.

His previous advantage against other Soul Masters had vanished at this moment.

Ming Lei Douluo also coordinated with Nangong Wan in time. He slammed his right hand downwards, and a blue-black electric dragon instantly emerged from his arm. The dragon plunged downwards, exploding into a massive electric net that covered a large area, shielding Nangong Wan from the subsequent attacks of Ning Xue Douluo. At the same time, smaller versions of the electric dragons coalesced on the surface of the net, as if imbued with life, shooting towards Ning Xue Douluo and Ling Nao Douluo Lang Ya.

The Nether Thunder Douluo's martial soul is Nether Thunder, a mutated lightning element martial soul. Besides possessing extremely strong lightning attributes, Nether Thunder also contains a trace of sinister energy. This sinister energy can only be absorbed amidst piles of corpses. Therefore, the denser the death energy, the stronger the Third Elder, Nether Thunder Douluo, becomes.

When the Third Elder was young, he hadn't yet fallen into evil ways. After all, even without arousing the evil energy within his Nether Thunder Martial Soul, his Martial Soul was still quite powerful. It was at least on par with Ling Luochen, the ice-controlling Soul Master from Shrek Academy, whose Martial Soul was of the ice element.

It was only after failing to win over Nan Shuishui, the leader of the Earth Dragon Gate, that he became an evil soul master in a fit of rage. He then diligently cultivated his soul tools, reaching the level of a ninth-grade soul master. His dual cultivation as a soul master and soul master made him far stronger than other soul masters of the same level. Therefore, despite having a soul power of only level 92, he was able to overpower the Fourth Elder, Netherworld Douluo, whose soul power was level 93.

The Third Elder, Nether Thunder Douluo, combines his martial soul with the soul tool he developed, creating a unique fighting style. By amplifying the power of his soul skills through the soul tool, all his attacks contain the power of Nether Thunder.

The perfect teamwork wasn't limited to Nangong Wan and the Third Elder; the Body Sect's side was equally adept. With Lang Ya, a Title Douluo specializing in mental abilities, it was clear that Nangong Wan and the Third Elder wouldn't easily gain the upper hand.

Lang Ya narrowed his eyes slightly, and the space around him and the Blood Coagulation Douluo began to distort violently. It felt like seeing ripples spreading around a raging fire when one was in a daze; everything seemed to become unreal.

The electric dragons released by the Nether Thunder Douluo's soul tool also deviated from their trajectory and landed in empty space.

Lang Ya's gaze then settled on the Fourth Elder behind Nangong Wan and the Third Elder. Seeing the thick black mist emanating from his body, he sneered disdainfully, "You think you can break through the blockade of my mental domain?"

As they spoke, the ripples spread outwards, instantly reaching the Fourth Elder. However, the black mist had already completely enveloped the Fourth Elder, Netherworld Douluo.

The Fourth Elder seemed completely unaffected; the black mist turned around and instantly left the area.

Nangong Wan and the Third Elder gave a mocking, sneer.

So what if you're a Title Douluo with a spiritual attribute? Can you stop the Fourth Prince?

Zhongli Wu's decision to have Youming Douluo support Masked Douluo was not without reason.

The Netherworld Douluo's martial soul is the Netherworld Sword, a weapon-type martial soul. This Netherworld Sword is quite unique; when used, it can open a companion space, elusive and unpredictable. Within this companion space, one is immune to the effects of all soul skills, except for those with spatial attributes that directly affect this space.

It's somewhat similar to vanishing into the void.

The reason why the Netherworld Douluo can be considered an evil soul master is because each time he opens his companion space, he needs to burn one person's soul as a sacrifice. At the level of a Titled Douluo, he can seal up to nine souls, meaning he can open his companion space nine times. It's truly a divine skill for survival.

However, once the sealed souls are used up, they need to be replenished. Even so, among evil soul masters, Netherworld Douluo is considered to have committed fewer atrocities.

But at that moment, the situation on Xu Zihuang's side suddenly reversed. It was unclear what Xu Zihuang did, but the face-shaped light and shadow released by Masked Douluo instantly melted away, and Masked Douluo himself seemed to have suffered a severe injury, his aura becoming extremely weak.

Xu Zihuang instantly flashed in front of the Masked Douluo, his raised right hand pointing directly at his face.

"Stop!" The urgent voice of the Netherworld Douluo came from within the black mist. The black mist swelled, and a chilling light appeared, slashing down towards Xu Zihuang.

In that split second, Xu Zihuang didn't even glance at the Netherworld Douluo.

"roll!"

A streak of purplish-gold light flashed by, lightning condensed, and the Thunder God Spear appeared in Xu Zihuang's left hand. The magnificent Thunder God Spear swept out, crackling with lightning, dispersing much of the black mist that enveloped the Netherworld Douluo.

Ultimate Lightning is the nemesis of any evil spirit, so it is naturally no problem to restrain the Netherworld Douluo's martial soul and abilities.

The Netherworld Douluo let out a miserable cry as the black mist surrounding him contracted, transforming into the dark and profound Netherworld Sword itself, which slashed vertically.

"Ding—" A crisp, metallic clang rang out, and the Netherworld Douluo's figure came to an abrupt halt, his entire body shrouded in purple-gold lightning.

Despite being a titled Douluo, he was completely outmatched in this clash.

But this is only natural. Although Xu Zihuang's current soul power cultivation is somewhat lacking, his combat strength far surpasses that of ordinary Title Douluos. Not to mention that his ultimate lightning attribute is a natural counter to these evil soul masters.

Xu Zihuang remained indifferent, his gaze still fixed on the Masked Douluo, and chuckled softly without any emotion, "Don't worry, you're next."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless purple-gold light spots emerged from the palm of his right hand, like fireflies floating around the Masked Douluo.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—" The purple-gold light spot that had compressed the ultimate lightning to its limit suddenly broke free of its restraints, and the terrifying power of the lightning explosion completely engulfed the Masked Douluo's body. The booming sounds seemed to shatter the void.

Thunderfire!

While the power of the Thunderfire was not as astonishing as the Dark Demon Thunder, it was more than enough to kill a Masked Douluo with a soul power of only level 91.

The purplish-gold light dissipated, and the Masked Douluo was nowhere to be seen in this space. A powerful Title Douluo evil soul master had been forcefully annihilated by Xu Zihuang, leaving no trace of his body!

At this moment, Xu Zihuang turned his gaze to the Netherworld Douluo with a deep look in his eyes.

Netherworld Douluo was, after all, a Title Douluo, and his martial soul was a weapon martial soul. Being countered by Xu Zihuang, he was certainly not as powerful as Masked Douluo. Relying on his profound soul power, he finally managed to dissipate the purple-gold lightning on his body.

But when his eyes met Xu Zihuang's, he was horrified and felt a chill run through his body.

Although Netherworld Douluo didn't know what methods Xu Zihuang used to render Masked Man powerless and kill him in an instant, the facts before him spoke volumes.

His strength is indeed greater than that of the Masked Douluo, but not by much.

Run! We can't die like Mask, without knowing why!

This was the only thought in the mind of the Netherworld Douluo, and his body's instinctive reaction was even faster.

The originally black Netherworld Sword emitted a dark green light, and wails that seemed to come from the depths of hell resounded. Several humanoid figures of light and shadow could be vaguely seen shattering, and then the light on the Netherworld Sword in the Fourth Elder's hand became strange and eerie.

The green sword light refracted, splitting this space into two worlds. Another deep purple Netherworld Sword silently appeared, maintaining a parallel position to the green Netherworld Sword.

Immediately afterwards, the two Netherworld Swords merged together, and the worlds of dark green and deep purple also merged together. The two-colored light flickered, like a boundless and eerie void.

Xu Zihuang, who was in this void, did not change his expression from beginning to end, and said calmly, "I said, you're next."

Another deep purple spear appeared in his hand; it was the Spear of Destruction.

Xu Zihuang held Thor's Spear and Destruction Spear in his hands, crossed and strapped behind his back.

Two resounding dragon roars echoed through the space. Two colossal dragons, one deep purple and the other dark purple, intertwined and circled around him. At this moment, both Thor's Spear and Destruction Spear became crystal clear, like crystal.

The next instant, two gigantic dragon phantoms flashed past, accompanying Xu Zihuang's thrusting motion with his twin spears. A dazzling display of purple-gold and deep purple spear light filled the accompanying space created by the Netherworld Douluo. From the outside perspective, only purple-gold and deep purple cracks could be seen spreading across the surface of this space before shattering with a deafening roar.

Xu Zihuang casually swung the Thor's Spear and the Destruction Spear in his hands.

"Two dragons break through evil."

A hundred meters behind him, the Netherworld Douluo stared in disbelief at Xu Zihuang's retreating figure, his eyes filled with despair and resentment. Rays of light emanated from his body, condensing into streams that then transformed into incredibly clear cracks.

A few breaths later, the light in Netherworld Douluo's eyes vanished, and his body and the Netherworld Sword in his hand exploded simultaneously. No blood spurted out; his body simply shattered and turned to ashes under the onslaught of the two-colored light.

The Netherworld Douluo has fallen!

In such a short period of time, two Title Douluos from the Holy Spirit Cult have been killed by Xu Zihuang. The balance has been broken.

Chapter 479 Successive Kills and Standoffs with Scorpion Tiger

The unexpected turn of events involving Xu Zihuang startled everyone present. Even Du Busi and Zhongli Wu, who were engaged in a fierce battle five thousand meters in the air, were no exception.

Poison's inability to kill was a mix of surprise and delight. He was indeed very confident in Yu Tianhuang's strength, but he hadn't expected that Yu Tianhuang could kill two Title Douluo elders from the Holy Spirit Cult in such a short time.

Then came a wave of relief. Luckily, they encountered Yu Tianhuang on the way to Longcheng. With Yu Tianhuang's help, they not only gained the upper hand and caught Zhongli Wu and his men off guard, but also achieved a great victory.

Since the Sun Moon Empire launched the war and the Heavenly Soul Empire was forced to retreat one after another, Poison Undying has not been in such a good mood for a long time.

For Zhongli Wu, it was a matter of shock and rage. A dense aura of death spread out, and a massive scythe of death slashed out, a terrifying black blade flashing through the air. The black blade almost tore through space, instantly reaching Du Busi.

"If you can't be poisoned, get out of my way!"

Poison Undying, transformed into a dark green giant, crossed his arms in front of him, forcefully blocking Zhong Liwu's furious attack.

Poison Undying's body flew backward through the air, with streaks of black light mist flickering and corroding around him. However, these black streaks of light mist were always blocked by a layer of dark green light membrane, and the death energy contained within could not truly penetrate Poison Undying's body.

While Zhongli Wu's Death God Puppet Martial Soul is powerful, the Poison-Invincible Martial Soul is in no way inferior.

With a sweeping motion of his arms, Du Busi crushed the black giant blade unleashed by Zhongli Wu's Death Scythe. He steadied himself, a mocking expression on his face.

"You think you can just tell me to get lost and then get lost? Wouldn't that make this sect leader lose face?"

"Come on! Let's fight another three hundred rounds!" Poison Undying laughed in a sarcastic tone, tilting his head back.

"I wonder if your men can hold out until then. Zhongli brat, you probably never expected things to turn out this way, did you? Hahahaha!"

Zhongli Wu's face turned extremely gloomy, and his chilling killing intent was almost tangible.

After their previous exchange, he and Poison Undying had temporarily created some distance between themselves. He pointed his scythe in the air, and a gigantic dragon head appeared before him.

The dragon's head was pitch black, but it emitted a glowing green light, and a pair of eerie green flames flickered in its eyes.

A deep dragon roar resounded, and starting from the dragon's head, a massive, jet-black body slowly emerged from the void.

It was unmistakably a black dragon. However, this dragon had no scales or flesh; it was entirely composed of jet-black bones. Yet, its aura was in no way inferior to that of a real dragon.

It was Zhongliwu's natal beast, the Bone Dragon King.

The Bone Dragon King's complete body was a hundred meters long, and its wingspan was also nearly a hundred meters. The moment it appeared, various blood-red illusions flickered around it, a landscape of mountains and seas of corpses. The mournful screams of countless soul beasts and vengeful spirits echoed throughout.

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

"This dragon skeleton received the Silver Dragon King's favor in its lifetime and is my natal beast spirit. Normally, I would never be willing to use its power. But since you want to seek death today, then I, the sect leader, will grant your wish!"

"Heaven and earth change, winds and clouds rise!" Zhongli Wu coldly stared at the Poison Undying opposite him and shouted loudly.

The bone dragon king beneath his feet suddenly changed from black to cyan. At the same time, the black clouds in the sky also turned cyan. A fierce wind arose, and the world changed color.

This is the power of the wind. The abilities Zhongli Wu is now displaying no longer resemble those of an evil soul master.

A fierce wind blew, naturally forming numerous blue tornadoes in the air, which swept towards Poison Undying. The power and size of these blue tornadoes were rapidly increasing.

In the blink of an eye, the space within a radius of tens of kilometers was completely dyed blue, as if forming a vacuum zone devoid of life.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?!"

Poison Immortal's gaze narrowed slightly, but he showed no fear whatsoever. He sneered disdainfully, "Today I'll see just how capable your damn natal beast spirit really is!"

Poison Undying's body instantly grew more than tenfold, exceeding 100 meters in height, and its size was comparable to Zhongli Wu's natal beast, the Spirit Bone Dragon King.

His entire body shone with a brilliant emerald light, dazzling and making him look like a green sun, before he charged violently towards the Bone Dragon King. A deafening roar accompanied by terrifying energy fluctuations shook the very heavens, as if the sky itself were about to collapse.

The battle between Du Bu Si and Zhong Li Wu below the battle circle continues.

Seeing that Masked Douluo and Netherworld Douluo had died one after another at Xu Zihuang's hands, Heavenly Centipede Douluo and Nether Thunder Douluo panicked instantly. Especially since Xu Zihuang was now looking up in their direction.

Just as their eyes met, they saw a strange silver eyeball suddenly appear behind Xu Zihuang. The silver eyeball and Xu Zihuang's golden pupils contracted simultaneously, and then strange golden and silver ripples spread out, enveloping the figures of Tianwu Douluo and Minglei Douluo.