Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

A corner of the forest.

Yu Xiaoheng appeared above the massive head of the Earth-Splitting Demon Dragon.

There's no need to use soul power to deliberately amplify it.

His physical body, having been tempered by the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, has already reached an unbelievable level.

"Roar--!"

Sensing the threat from above, the Earth-Splitting Demon Dragon roared madly, its earth-yellow soul power shining brightly, condensing into a three-foot-thick layer of rock armor on its body.

This is its innate soul skill, Earth Armor.

It is powerful enough to withstand a full-force attack from a Soul Saint.

Yu Xiaoheng didn't even glance at the thick rock armor. His right fist, wreathed in purple-gold flames, slammed down.

"Snap—"

The crisp cracking sound stood out clearly amidst the roar.

The Earth Armor, touted as an absolute defensive weapon, was like a scalding knife cutting into butter the moment it came into contact with Yu Xiaoheng's fist, offering no resistance whatsoever.

The characteristics of the Heavenly Punishment Purple Flame are: burning, twisting, and shattering all soul skills and physical matter.

Faced with the purple flames, the soul power structure inside this layer of rock armor collapsed instantly.

The Earth-Splitting Dragon stared wide-eyed in terror.

It couldn't understand why its proud defenses were so vulnerable.

"boom!"

The fist slammed into the skull of the Earthshaker Dragon without any resistance.

The purplish-gold flames instantly poured into its body, raging wildly along its meridians.

The pain was not physical tearing, but the excruciating agony of having one's soul crushed on a millstone.

The massive body of the Earth-Splitting Demon Dragon suddenly stiffened, then crashed heavily to the ground as if its spine had been removed.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

A deep black spirit ring, carrying a rich fluctuation of spirit power, slowly rose from above its corpse.

Sixty-eight thousand years.

Superior quality.

Yu Xiaoheng landed gracefully, and the purple-gold flames on his body slowly subsided.

He looked at the black spirit ring and frowned slightly.

"That's it?"

His tone was listless.

This Earth-Splittering Demon Dragon is indeed quite powerful and has good defense, but that's about it.

Absorbing this spirit ring, apart from increasing some spirit power and granting a reasonably powerful earth-attribute attack spirit skill, did not significantly improve his fundamental abilities.

What the Purple-Gold Sacred Dragon needs is evolution, a qualitative change.

This ordinary dragon-type spirit ring is like feeding a peerless ferocious beast a piece of ordinary lean meat; it can fill its stomach, but it cannot make it stronger.

"Well, we can't be too picky."

Yu Xiaoheng shook his head, somewhat helplessly.

This is a high-quality dragon-type soul beast that the sect has spent several years searching for.

Looking for other options might not be as good as this one, and besides, time doesn't allow him to linger here indefinitely.

After the Haotian Sect returns to defend the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, they will eventually search for our whereabouts in the Sunset Forest. If it drags on for too long, something unexpected may happen.

This is why Yu Xiaoheng wanted to absorb the Golden Sacred Dragon Soul Ring forged by his ancestors ahead of time. He was destined to miss the fifth Soul Ring, but at least the one he chose was one that the sect had spent several years selecting. What about the sixth Soul Ring?

Without enough time, you simply can't find anything better!

In fact, the Earth-Splitting Demon Dragon that Yu Xiaoheng killed was originally the target that Yu Yuanzhen had prepared for his sixth or even seventh soul ring!

and so……

Even if you make do now, you won't be able to make do with whatever you want for the Soul Ring slots later!

Just as Yu Xiaoheng raised his hand, preparing to draw the black spirit ring for absorption.

An aged voice resounded deep within his mind.

"Kid, stop."

Yu Xiaoheng's fingers paused.

This is... our ancestor?

In the past, this ancestor would never easily awaken unless Yu Xiaoheng faced a real life-or-death crisis.

What's wrong with me today?

Why did he take the initiative to speak at this moment?

Could it be that this Earth-Splitting Demon Dragon has something special about it?

Yu Xiaoheng's heart stirred, and his gaze fell once again on the black spirit ring. He tentatively asked:

"Ancestor, is there something wrong with this spirit ring?"

"Or is it that this Earth-Splitting Demon Dragon contains some faint ancient dragon bloodline, worthy of your personal guidance?"

If that's the case, then it would be a pleasant surprise.

however.

"Who told you about this lizard?"

Yu Xiaoheng was taken aback.

Not this dragon?

that……

"Turn around."

The ancestor's voice deepened, yet it was filled with excitement.

"The good stuff is behind you."

“Ancestor, the ‘good stuff’ you mentioned seems to have a rather bad temper.”

Before he could finish speaking...

A dark, pungent wind erupted from the bushes behind them, tearing the air apart with a shrill sound.

That was aimed at the back of Yu Xiaoheng's head.

If it were an ordinary Soul Emperor, his head would probably have exploded like a rotten watermelon in that unguarded moment.

But Yu Xiaoheng made a move.

He didn't turn around, but instead slammed his right elbow backward.

"boom!"

A purple-gold flame exploded at the tip of his elbow, accompanied by a muffled thunderclap.

Chapter 299 Dark Demon Evil God Tiger?

Yu Xiaoheng had been preparing for this attack for a long time.

Half a minute ago, his mental power had already detected this fluctuation filled with evil and darkness. The reason he was still chatting with his ancestor was simply to lure the snake out of its hole.

Or perhaps, it's like luring a tiger out of the mountain.

"boom--"

A muffled thud.

A massive black shadow was sent flying by the elbow strike, crashing through three ancient trees that were as thick as two people could hug before landing heavily on the ground, carving two deep furrows.

Yu Xiaoheng then slowly turned around.

My gaze cut through the swirling dust and landed on the attacker.

It was a giant tiger, entirely black without a single blemish. Its red eyes were filled with a sinister aura. It was over six meters long, with bulging muscles all over its body. The most peculiar thing was its tail, which was composed of countless joints and had a huge barb at the tip, gleaming with a cold, eerie light.

It has two wings on its back and is surrounded by black mist.

Yu Xiaoheng raised an eyebrow.

"Dark Demon Evil God Tiger?"

This thing is a rare commodity.

Legend has it that an evil god descended upon a white tiger, causing it to mutate and possess six attributes: evil, darkness, lightning, wind, time, and space. It is extremely intelligent and grows by devouring the cultivation of soul beasts.

It's definitely a good product.

But Yu Xiaoheng's brows furrowed quickly, and he asked in his mind:

"Ancestor, this thing is powerful, but it's not a dragon, is it?"

"It seems like it's just 'not bad'?"

It's really good, much better than the Earthshaker.

However, the plan for Yu Xiaoheng's martial soul evolution may not be the correct soul ring.

After Yu Xiaoheng transmigrated, he planned when he was four or five years old that he would try not to touch non-dragon-type spirit rings and make sure that his martial spirit could exert its evolutionary characteristics and reach its peak.

Yu Xiaoheng had considered the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, but gave up on it early on.

Of course, the situation has changed now. With the blessing of the power of divine retribution, the progress of the martial soul's evolution has been greatly accelerated, and it seems that accommodating the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is now acceptable.

The voice of our ancestors rang out once more:

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