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

In an instant, the previously raging and chaotic wind elements seemed to be summoned by some supreme command, instantly stopping and then frantically converging towards Yu Xiaoheng's palm.

A black vortex formed in front of his palm.

The Rending Wind Demon Tiger was horrified to discover that its proud wind-attribute soul power was uncontrollably leaving its body, and even the life essence within its body was trembling, being forcibly stripped away by that domineering suction force.

Roar!

The demonic tiger made a final struggle, spewing out a storm of azure breath straight at Yu Xiaoheng's face.

Yu Xiaoheng neither dodged nor avoided.

The black vortex suddenly expanded, swallowing the devastating storm breath whole!

There was no explosion, no impact.

It vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of extremely pure energy flowed back from the center of the vortex, surging into Yu Xiaoheng's limbs and bones through his arm.

"ended."

Yu Xiaoheng uttered three words softly.

He clenched his fists tightly.

The vortex in mid-air suddenly collapsed, turning into a jet-black beam of light that instantly pierced through the head of the Rending Wind Demon Tiger.

The enormous beast crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The black aura did not dissipate, but instead clung to the corpse like a malignant tumor. In just a few breaths, the enormous flesh and blood body withered at a visible speed, leaving only a dry skin and bare white bones.

All the essence, soul power, flesh and blood, and even fragments of the soul were devoured.

Yu Xiaoheng slowly closed his eyes, feeling the surging power within his body like a river.

Level 56.

In just half a month, it broke through three levels.

It's still only at the third level of the Soul King realm!

This is a number that would make any genius in the outside world despair.

If the fifth soul ring hadn't come from that legendary Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, and if it weren't for the superposition of the "devouring" attribute with the martial soul itself, even a peerless genius would need months or even half a year of arduous training to advance one level after reaching the Soul King realm.

However, this improvement does not come without a price.

The further you go, the weaker the amplification from this devouring will become.

To maintain this rocket-like speed, one would have to devour a 100,000-year-old soul beast or a titled Douluo.

The Sunset Forest has already become quite desolate.

Yu Xiaoheng admitted that he was very selfish.

I just want to become stronger. Do people in the future have spirit rings?

It doesn't matter.

I'll bear the blame for the suffering of future Soul Masters.

He opened his eyes and raised his palm.

A faint blue line is emerging.

Wind patterns.

The Dark Demon God Tiger possesses multiple attributes such as darkness, wind, and time.

When absorbing the 60,000-year spirit ring, Yu Xiaoheng made a choice in order to maximize the opportunity to use the fifth spirit ring to modify his body.

He gave up the opportunity to directly acquire all the chaotic elemental patterns, and instead focused all his transformative power on imprinting the most difficult "dark patterns" and enhancing the devouring properties. These were targeted transformations made by his ancestors, which were rare and hard to come by.

Thus, the foundation for Yu Xiaoheng's growth was laid.

With this foundation, and the devouring properties granted by the Dark Demon God Tiger, he can, as he is now, slowly fill in the other elemental patterns through acquired killing and devouring.

The Raimon pattern had already reached its full potential.

Now, after devouring the essence of this Gale Tiger and several other wind-attribute soul beasts, the wind patterns have finally taken shape.

However, regarding... ice patterns.

The Dark Demon God Tiger does not possess the ice attribute.

To complete this puzzle, we still need to talk about the two Shui sisters.

But this can't be rushed.

Yu Xiaoheng shook his hand, and the cyan wind patterns slowly disappeared beneath his skin.

He looked up at the sky.

Through the dense canopy of trees, one can see that the distant mountains have been dyed blood red by the setting sun.

Judging by the time, the preliminary rounds of the Soul Master Competition are about to begin.

Now that we've reached level 56, this training should come to an end.

It's time to go back.

He also needs to go and meet up with Bibi Dong and the others under the identity of "Nameless".

Yu Xiaoheng straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, withdrew the murderous aura from his body, and transformed back into the seemingly ordinary, down-on-his-luck soul master.

He started walking towards the Blue Lightning Sect camp on the outskirts of the forest.

Along the way, he even had the leisure to avoid a few herbs that were not particularly precious.

Half an hour later.

The outline of the camp was already faintly visible.

It was a temporary outpost consisting of several simple wooden huts and tents, where disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan would take turns guarding it, responsible for collecting intelligence and transferring supplies around the forest.

Yu Xiaoheng walked steadily, his expression unchanged.

But when he was still a hundred meters away from the camp, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

A scent wafted on the wind.

It doesn't smell like decaying leaves, which is common in forests.

Bloody smell.

The stench of blood in the air grew stronger.

Yu Xiaoheng pushed aside the last clump of bushes and stopped at the edge of the campsite.

What lay before them was no longer the simple yet well-organized outpost, but a scene of carnage.

Several wooden houses had completely collapsed, and half of a torn sleeve was still hanging on the broken wooden beams. The thunder emblem of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, a symbol of glory, was now covered in mud and blood and was being trampled on at will.

Dead body.

The ground was littered with corpses.

None of them were intact; severed limbs and broken arms lay scattered on the scorched earth, and internal organs spilled out everywhere.

Yu Xiaoheng's eyes beneath the mask remained unmoved, as calm as a stagnant pool. He slowly walked into the ruins and squatted down beside a corpse.

This was a Soul Master responsible for perimeter security. His sternum had completely collapsed, and his entire chest cavity presented a strange concave shape, as if he had been hit head-on by a massive object.

Yu Xiaoheng reached out and touched the edge of the indentation with his fingertips.

The domineering and tyrannical soul power lingers to this day.

This is the unique vibrational force of the Haotian Hammer.

Apart from the Haotian Sect, no one else could inflict such a pure power wound.

He stood up and glanced to the other side.

There lay two disciples, their bodies severed from their heads. The cuts were as smooth as mirrors, and even the bones at the wounds showed the clean marks of being instantly severed by a sharp blade. The sharpness of the Geng metal energy still lingered in the air.

The Star Luo Empire, the claws of the White Tiger Royal Family.

In the center of the camp, there were several huge pits in the ground, and the surrounding soil was hardened by heavy pressure. The corpses of several disciples were embedded in the soil like minced meat.

This kind of overwhelming power can only be achieved by the Diamond Mammoth of the Elephant Armor Clan, which is known for its defense and strength.

Haotian Sect, Xingluo Royal Family, Elephant Armor Sect.

The three major forces joined forces, solely to eliminate the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's small stronghold in this remote forest.

Or rather, it's putting pressure on the entire Blue Lightning Sect and offering a pledge of allegiance to each other, demonstrating that their determination to destroy Blue Lightning is unbreakable.

Yu Xiaoheng's fist in his sleeve was not clenched; his fingers were even quite relaxed.

Anger is poison for the weak, while reason is the sharpest weapon for the strong.

He knew very well that he was currently just a Soul King with level 56 Soul Power. Facing such a behemoth of an alliance, rushing in for revenge would only be suicide.

But he remembered this debt.

"Uh……"

A faint groan, barely audible, came from beneath the ruins of the collapsed main tent.

Chapter 317 The World's Power Surges Overwhelmingly

Yu Xiaoheng flashed and instantly appeared beside the ruins, lifting the heavy broken beam with one hand.

Beneath it lay a young man covered in blood.

It was the Blue Lightning disciple who had given him directions before. His name seemed to be Yulin. He was of average talent, but very kind-hearted.

At this moment, Yu Lin's lower body had been smashed into a bloody pulp, and half of his face had been torn apart by sharp claws. He was only breathing out, not in.

Hearing the noise, Yulin struggled to open his swollen eyes. His vision was already blurred, and he could only see a blurry figure.

"Kill...kill me..."

That was an instinctive plea born of extreme pain.

Yu Xiaoheng remained silent, and a gentle golden soul power surged from his palm. It was the immense life force contained within the Golden Sacred Dragon's origin, continuously flowing into Yu Lin's body.