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

The azure blue dragon breathed, while crimson dragon flames and pink annihilation light swept across the air.

They were all frantically attacking the soul guidance positions of the Imperial Dragon Soul Master Corps and the Terror Claw Soul Master Corps in the air, unleashing all sorts of powerful soul skills. These people were willing to die for their beliefs and integrity, but they were determined to fight for a chance to survive for the younger generation of elites within their sects.

As long as these people escape Dragon City, the lineage of the Heavenly Dragon Gate and the Earthly Dragon Gate will not be broken.

In the intricate alleyways of Longcheng, Nan Qiuqiu's eyes were filled with despair and grief.

Although the Imperial Dragon Soul Master Corps and the Terror Claw Soul Master Corps were disrupted by Yu Yiran and his companions, temporarily preventing these two guardian forces from using their linked soul tools, this also gave them the opportunity to send a portion of their forces to hunt down the younger generation of elites from the Heavenly Dragon Gate and the Earth Dragon Gate.

Nan Qiuqiu had just witnessed firsthand how the elders of the sect were killed by soul tools while trying to protect her.

"Mom—" Nan Qiuqiu let out a sharp wail as she stared at the true form of the Rouge Dragon in the air. Tears streamed down her face. Only now did she finally understand how ignorant and ridiculous her previous thoughts had been.

Only through personal experience can one truly feel the cruelty of war. And this time, she will also be parting ways with Nan Shuishui forever.

"Big Sister, run!" Xiao Ye roared angrily, his eyes slightly red, and grabbed Nan Qiuqiu's wrist, fleeing towards the north gate of Dragon City. His grandfather had died protecting Nan Qiuqiu earlier.

The younger generation of elites from the Heavenly Dragon Sect, led by Yu Tianlong, joined forces with Nan Qiuqiu and the others. As the first wave of pursuers from the Imperial Dragon Soul Master Corps and the Terror Claw Soul Master Corps approached, he angrily unfurled his pair of blue-purple dragon arms. In his Martial Soul Possession state, his arms were already thick, but amplified by the Overlord Transformation skill of the Ten-Thousand-Year Tyrannosaurus Rex Arm Soul Bone, his dragon arms swelled even further, his entire body radiating a ferocious aura.

"go to hell!"

With a powerful stomp of his feet on the ground, Yu Tianlong held his arms horizontally in front of him, managing to withstand the attacks of seven or eight level-six Soul Masters. Then, his dragon wings flapped behind him, transforming into a streak of blue-purple lightning that tore these formidable Soul Masters to shreds.

After landing back on the ground, he glanced back at the battle circle where Yu Yiran was and the higher sky, then, filled with grief and indignation, led the younger generation of elites from the Tianlong Sect on a breakout northward.

"Follow me, all of you!"

Thousands of meters above the ground, another imposing blue lightning tyrannosaurus coiled, but this one was over a thousand meters long, its aura as deep as the abyss. Raging lightning elements surged, transforming the space behind it into a blue-purple lightning prison.

Confronting Yu Yangyan was a group of evil soul masters led by Zhong Liwu. Including Zhong Liwu, there were a total of twelve evil soul masters!

Zhong Liwu held the Grim Reaper's scythe, his expression grim. He hadn't expected that Yu Yangyan, who was of the same generation as Yan Shaozhe, would have his soul power cultivation break through to level ninety-eight.

Lightning-attribute soul masters are naturally countered by these evil soul masters, and Yu Yangyan was fighting desperately, so even with the combined power of twelve titled Douluo evil soul masters, he still couldn't gain any advantage.

It's not that they were suppressed by Yu Yangyan alone, but rather that none of them wanted to pay the price. After all, everyone has selfish motives. Most of these twelve Title Douluos were enshrined members of the Holy Spirit Cult's Hall of Worship. Although they chose to join the Holy Spirit Cult for their own reasons, they would not blindly obey their leader.

"Yu Yangyan, I, the leader of this sect, will kill you today! And that little beast from your Heavenly Dragon Sect, who dared to oppose this sect, I will send him to join you soon." Zhongli Wu seemed to have made a decision, raising the Grim Reaper's scythe in his hand with a cold expression, his eyes filled with killing intent.

The group of evil soul masters and titled Douluo behind Zhongli Wu began to emanate a blood-red light, which merged into the Death Scythe in his hand.

A dark red color appeared silently in front of Zhongli Wu. During this time, his scythe also turned into a strange dark red color and swung forward forcefully.

"Blood Sea Vengeful Spirit Spear!"

The dark red light instantly transformed into a strange, blood-red spear, its color resembling dripping blood. Even more terrifying, the instant it appeared, a sea of ​​blood surrounded Yu Yangyan's body, freezing his form and making it impossible for him to dodge.

"Spatial blockade?!" Yu Yangyan immediately understood the effect of the Blood Sea Vengeful Spirit Spear. But even knowing this, breaking through the spatial blockade wasn't so easy. A resolute yet regretful look surfaced deep in his eyes, and the soul core in his chest rapidly spun and expanded under its control.

Unfortunately, he was unable to avenge his daughter himself.

But at that moment, the sea of ​​blood vanished without a trace, as if ice and snow were melting.

A tall, handsome young man stepped out from the void, his golden sun and silver moon earrings swaying back and forth, reflecting each other's brilliance. He slowly extended his slender, pale right hand, blocking the path of the Blood Sea Vengeful Spirit Spear.

A chilling, pitch-black light surged in his palm, and the Blood Sea Vengeful Spirit Spear crumbled and dissolved the moment it touched his palm, as if it had been completely erased from this world.

The young man's purple-gold robe fluttered in the wind, and his deep purple eyes stared indifferently at Zhongli Wu opposite him.

"Zhongliwu, today is your death day."

Chapter 517 The Annihilation of the Holy Spirit and the Ninth Soul Skill: Space-Time Barrier

Looking at the young man standing proudly in the void, Zhongli Wu felt fear for the first time.

"How is this possible? How could you possibly withstand my Blood Sea Vengeful Spirit Spear?!"

This Blood Sea Vengeful Spirit Spear gathers the power of twelve Title Douluo-level evil soul masters, including himself, and is also infused with hundreds of thousands of vengeful spirits. Even Limit Douluo powerhouses like his mother, Ye Xishui, and Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao would likely have to pay a heavy price to defend themselves if targeted by the Blood Sea Vengeful Spirit Spear. A single misstep could even result in severe injury.

But this powerful Blood Sea Vengeful Spirit Spear was effortlessly neutralized by the young man with a mere gesture, and the young man who stepped out from the void was none other than Yu Tianhuang, whom he regarded as a thorn in his side.

Xu Zihuang's bright golden eyes showed no emotion whatsoever, only endless indifference. One after another, soul rings that would shock anyone slowly emerged from beneath his feet.

Red! Red! Red! Red! Red! Bright gold! Blue gold! Silver gold!

These nine terrifying spirit rings demonstrate his cultivation as a Title Douluo.

The utter horror in the eyes of Zhongli Wu and the group of Title Douluo evil soul masters from the Holy Spirit Cult behind him seemed to solidify, and a chilling aura spread from their scalps down their spines to their entire bodies.

Such a spirit ring configuration is not only beyond conventional understanding, but has never appeared in the history of spirit masters. Even Tang San, the Sea God from ten thousand years ago, had a spirit ring configuration that was far inferior to Xu Zihuang's before he achieved godhood.

Although Xu Zihuang's soul power cultivation level was only around level ninety-six, the pressure he brought gave Zhong Liwu and the others the illusion of being above all living beings, as if a god had descended to earth.

Having successfully condensed the second and third soul cores that complemented each other's yin and yang, and fused with the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler, whose cultivation was as high as 790,000 years, Xu Zihuang broke through to the nine-ring Title Douluo realm. His soul power cultivation broke through to Super Douluo almost in an instant, and finally settled at level ninety-six.

Moreover, because he has already successfully condensed three soul cores, he will not encounter any bottlenecks in his subsequent cultivation and will break through one after another in a very short time until he reaches the limit of a human soul master.

During this time, Yu Yangyan also deactivated his Martial Soul True Form, quietly hovering behind Xu Zihuang. His gaze towards Xu Zihuang was somewhat complex, filled with emotions such as relief, guilt, and kindness.

Just as Yu Yangyan was watching Xu Zihuang's retreating figure, Zhongli Wu gradually calmed down, his face darkening as he angrily shouted, "He's not a Limit Douluo, what are you all panicking for?! All of you, come at me together! With so many of us, do you think we can't do anything to him?"

Although Zhongli Wu knew that Yu Tianhuang had severely injured Ye Xishui back then, he only assumed that Yu Tianhuang had found an opportunity by chance because of the assistance of the Poison Immortal and the Ancient One. After all, in his opinion, no matter how extraordinary Yu Tianhuang's talent was, it was impossible for him to directly confront a Limit Douluo with only the cultivation of a Soul Douluo.

Ye Xishui, whose face was disfigured by Xu Zihuang and whose mental state was already abnormal, was also seriously injured, so she naturally wouldn't tell Zhongli Wu the details.

Despite saying that, given the shock of Yu Tianhuang's earlier dispelling of the Blood Sea Vengeful Spirit Spear, Zhong Liwu was extremely cautious, his gaze fixed on the deep black light in Xu Zihuang's right palm that had not yet completely dissipated.

He realized that Yu Tianhuang's ability to dissolve the Blood Sea Vengeful Spirit Spear into nothingness was related to this peculiar, eerie black light.

"Hmph!" Zhongli Wu transformed into a pitch-black, eerie Death God Puppet in a flash, with countless vengeful spirits rising around his body. These vengeful spirits instantly burst into flames amidst mournful shrieks, only to be continuously devoured by the Death God Puppet.

Zhongli Wu's face was contorted with rage, and his aura surged dramatically. He swung his scythe, tearing through space to appear before Xu Zihuang. The dark blade, like the shadows of the underworld, seemed to cleave the sky itself.

"You little beast, you think you can contend with me just because you've broken through to the Title Douluo realm?! Hahahaha! Since you're here, you'll all die together!"

Feng Ling, the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, was also among the eleven evil soul masters and titled Douluo behind Zhong Liwu. She was the first to respond to Zhong Liwu. She let out a long howl and transformed into a black fire phoenix.

A crimson ninth spirit ring shone brightly, and an eerie purple sun appeared above the head of her martial spirit form. The ninth spirit ring, the Sun of the Evil Phoenix.

Among the remaining Title Douluo evil soul masters, there were also many at the Super Douluo level. At this moment, they all unleashed their most powerful soul skills without reservation, their long-suppressed emotions finding an outlet. After all, Zhongli Wu wasn't the only one who sensed fear from Xu Zihuang.

Yu Yangyan's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively wanted to protect Xu Zihuang. But in the next instant, he was forced to stop.

The previously gloomy sky suddenly brightened, and a bright and noble golden sun burst forth with dazzling light. With each flash of this golden light, the air seemed to distort violently.

"Get lost!" Xu Zihuang shouted coldly, his unparalleled spiritual pressure merging into the golden light, and then exploding instantly.

The terrifying soul skills of Zhongli Wu, Feng Ling, and other evil soul masters were torn apart in an instant, turning into countless points of light.

Xu Zihuang's terrifying mental pressure instantly enveloped an area of ​​a thousand miles in radius. Ordinary people in Dragon City only heard Xu Zihuang's cold shout, but the soul masters of the Imperial Dragon Soul Master Corps and the Terror Claw Soul Master Corps trembled as if struck by lightning, and a strong sense of dizziness arose in their brains.

Most strangely, their bodies seemed to be repelled and suppressed by this space, rendering them unable to move. Even ninth-level soul masters like Xu Tianyuan, the leader of the Imperial Dragon Soul Master Corps, and Liao Mengkai of the Terror Claw Soul Master Corps were no exception.

In the next instant, their bodies shot out of Dragon City in all directions, propelled by Xu Zihuang's explosive mental pressure. The space above Dragon City was instantly cleared.

Meanwhile, Zhong Liwu, Feng Ling, and the other evil soul masters were also unable to control their bodies and were suppressed by Xu Zihuang, falling towards the open area outside the south gate of Dragon City.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—" A series of ear-piercing sounds rang out, jolting the civilians in Dragon City and the members of the Heavenly Dragon Gate and Earth Dragon Gate who were fighting desperately awake. The entire Dragon City was bathed in a brilliant golden light, like a holy city standing in the clouds.

Yu Tianlong and Nan Qiuqiu, along with their fellow disciples, stopped in their tracks and turned to look towards the south of the city. Yu Yiran, Xing Heng, and Nan Shuishui, whose soul power was greatly depleted and whose auras were weak, also deactivated their Martial Soul True Forms and turned back towards the south of the city with surprise and uncertainty.

They saw rows of golden cubic barriers suspended low in the air, their surfaces surrounded by strange and obscure runes that seemed to contain the ultimate truths of the universe. The cubic barriers weren't large, only about five meters on each side. There were twelve such wondrous golden and silver barriers in total, perfectly restraining Zhongli Wu and the eleven evil soul masters he had brought.

Xu Zihuang descended gracefully from thousands of meters above the ground, his right hand outstretched, raising it to suppress. The silver-gold spirit ring, ranked ninth beside him, radiated a majestic and noble light.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Space-Time Barrier."

Xu Zihuang murmured softly, his right hand loosely clenched.

"No! This is impossible!"

Zhongli Wu struggled frantically, his heart filled with resentment and fear, completely unable to accept the reality before him.

"How could you possibly be so powerful?! I'm not reconciled! Aaaaaaaahh ...

Faced with the threat of death, the other evil spirit masters also revealed their ugly sides.

Xu Zihuang's eyes remained indifferent, but his loosely clenched right hand clenched into a fist.

"I've already told you, Zhongli Wu, today is your death day."

Zhongli Wu's eyes widened, and he could no longer utter a sound. He became extremely weak, and his figure became illusory.

Everything seemed so peaceful. The golden and silver spacetime barrier quietly melted away, along with the physical bodies and souls of Zhongli Wu and the others. It fundamentally erased their reason for existing in this world.

Xu Zihuang seemed to have an epiphany; his gaze seemed to pierce through time, flowing downstream along the river of time. Downstream, however, flowed countless tributaries. Suddenly, in one of these tributaries, his eyes met those of another pair of golden eyes.

The owner of the golden eyes had long silver hair and was a handsome young man who looked to be no more than twenty years old. His eyes were filled with unwavering determination. Brilliant gold and silver chains surrounded him, flowing against the light of time.

The silver-haired youth seemed to notice Xu Zihuang's gaze, his eyes narrowing slightly. But it only lasted for a moment, like two people passing each other, never to meet again.

Xu Zihuang frowned, but after his eyes opened and closed, the emotions deep in his eyes returned to calm. He turned around and looked down at the figures in Dragon City.

Whether they were ordinary people in Dragon City or soul masters from the Heavenly Dragon Gate and Earthly Dragon Gate, they all looked up to him without exception.

Chapter 518 Choice

From utter despair to the arrival of hope, a miracle happened for only one person.

The stark contrast before and after made Xu Zihuang appear incredibly majestic in the eyes of the people of Dragon City. The noble and dazzling golden light, and the fine white snow falling from the sky again, were like silent hymns, welcoming and highlighting Xu Zihuang's arrival.

The image of Xu Zihuang single-handedly suppressing twelve evil soul masters, including Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling, was still deeply imprinted in their minds.

Xu Zihuang, who accomplished this, looked to be only around twenty years old. His appearance, temperament, talent, and strength were all impeccable, so perfect that there wasn't a single flaw.

That arrogant and unrestrained spirit captivated everyone's attention.

The common people in Dragon City, stirred by the emotions, began to cheer loudly, their voices reaching the sky.

"Title Douluo?"

Even Nan Qiuqiu, who had always held some prejudice against Xu Zihuang, was deeply attracted to him. Her eyes were glazed over, and she murmured to herself with her red lips slightly parted.

"Is it that guy?"

Her beautiful eyes held a mixture of relief at surviving a disaster and a sense of disbelief.

Nan Qiuqiu was more shocked than Zhong Liwu and the others. At least Zhong Liwu and the others knew that Xu Zihuang's soul power cultivation had reached the Soul Douluo level more than two years ago, and his combat strength far surpassed that of ordinary Title Douluos.

Nan Qiuqiu's impression of Xu Zihuang was still from the time of the All-Continent Youth Soul Master Elite Competition.

She couldn't even imagine that Yu Tianhuang could break through to the Title Douluo realm in just four years, possess such a terrifying soul ring ratio, and even be able to suppress twelve Title Douluo-level evil soul masters with his own strength.

It should be noted that among these people, Super Douluo made up the majority.