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

"The death penalty may be waived, but punishment is inescapable."

"If we seriously injure her, the Spirit Hall won't necessarily launch a full-scale war against us."

Tang Wei walked to the window, pushed it open, and gazed at the majestic Papal Palace of the Spirit Hall in the distance, his eyes burning with a flame called ambition.

Everyone says that the Haotian Sect is the number one sect in the world.

But he knew in his heart that this was just a nice-sounding phrase on the surface.

The Spirit Hall has a very deep foundation.

The number of Title Douluos in the Spirit Hall far exceeds that of the Clear Sky Sect, not to mention the unfathomable Grand Elder Qian Daoliu is also in charge.

Despite being hailed as the best in the world, it was actually overshadowed by the Spirit Hall in every way.

Tang Wei had been suppressing this feeling for a long time.

But now, he sees an opportunity.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"This operation against the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan is only the first step."

Tang Wei's voice was deep, yet it carried a hint of fervor.

"Control the alliance and swallow Blue Lightning."

"The resources and benefits obtained from this are enough to allow the strength of our Haotian Sect to expand to a terrifying level in a short period of time."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the two great empires, and the four lower sects can only get scraps."

"The real profits are in our hands."

Tang Wei clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles cracking loudly.

"Once the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is destroyed, the Spirit Hall will be restrained and weakened in this battle."

"At that time, the landscape of Douluo Continent will change."

"Without Blue Lightning, without the suppression of the Spirit Hall."

"Our Haotian Sect is the true ruler of this continent!"

"The greatest in this world is none other than Haotian!"

Tang Hao stood aside, listening to his father's bold words, and his eyes also blazed with the same fervent light.

Tang San, in particular, felt a surge of excitement.

In his previous life, he was unable to fully dedicate himself to building the Tang Clan.

In this life, Haotian will rise to power and will never lack me!

Power may not be what they pursue, but the sense of glory in pushing the sect to that supreme position is enough to drive every disciple of the Haotian Sect crazy.

Chapter 330 So, is there a way...?

A secret room deep within the post station of Wuhun City.

The heavy stone door shut out the noise from the outside world, and the room was pitch black inside without any lights.

Yu Xiaoheng sat cross-legged on a cold jade bed, his breathing heavy and disordered.

Beneath his skin, strange purplish-black currents of energy occasionally swirled, the excess soul power rampaging through his meridians like hundreds of frenzied snakes trying to tear his body apart.

pain.

An excruciating, throbbing pain.

Previously, relying on the devouring ability granted by the Dark Demon God Tiger, he absorbed too much mixed soul power.

He is now like a sealed sack filled with water; if you try to force more water into it, it will surely explode and shatter into pieces.

"call……"

Yu Xiaoheng exhaled a breath of stale air, and a series of tiny crackling sounds immediately filled the air.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze still filled with lingering resentment.

"It needs to be even stronger."

"This level is not enough."

He had almost wiped out all the high-level soul beasts in Sunset Forest, and the resources that could be used for rapid improvement were exhausted.

As for the Star Dou Great Forest...

Two towering, mountain-like beast figures flashed through Yu Xiaoheng's mind: the Titan Giant Ape and the Azure Bull Python.

That's currently a no-go zone; going there is suicide.

As for murder?

Yu Xiaoheng's fingers tapped unconsciously on his knees.

He didn't mind being seen as an evil soul master by the world. As long as he could become stronger, killing a few soul masters to plunder their soul power was no psychological burden for him.

But the problem now is that the body can't "eat" anymore.

If the turbulent power within his body is not digested first, then devouring even a Soul Venerable could become the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

"Body tempering is necessary."

Only a container that is large and sturdy enough can hold more water.

Yu Xiaoheng assumed the body-forging posture passed down by the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, his bones emitting a teeth-grinding squeaking sound.

He had mastered this set of movements by heart, and had perfected every detail.

But at this moment, the effect is minimal.

His physical abilities had reached the limit of this technique, like trying to hammer a piece of already formed, hardened steel with an ordinary hammer—no matter how hard you try, you can't make it go any further.

Just then.

hum-

A massive torrent of information has emerged.

Yu Xiaoheng groaned, blood flowing from his seven orifices, but his eyes instantly turned fanatical.

Those are memories from our ancestors.

It was a vision of physical ascension left behind by the Yu family ancestor, who once stood at the pinnacle of the continent and even glimpsed the threshold of godhood, when he was comprehending the path of the Dragon God.

The information rapidly reorganized in his mind, and Yu Xiaoheng quickly grasped its core essence.

This technique has no name. Since it combines the bloodline characteristics of the Golden Dragon King with the power to control the elements, I will name it myself.

"Golden Dragon Element Tempering Method".

Yu Xiaoheng murmured the name, emphasizing its simplicity and clarity.

The theory behind this technique is quite interesting. It's not simply about physical training, but rather about drawing in the elements of heaven and earth to create conflict and confrontation within the body.

This is almost the same idea that Yu Xiaoheng used when he introduced Heavenly Thunder Body Refinement.

The entry into this body-refining technique is extremely difficult. It requires the physical body to absorb a massive amount of external elements without dying, and to convert the energy into one's own.

Of course, Yu Xiaoheng had already done it before.

What he needs to do now is to develop the first level of the new body-refining method, based on the ideas of his ancestors.

Yu Xiaoheng closed his eyes for a long time, and soon sorted out his thoughts from his ancestor's memories.

Golden Dragon Element Tempering Method.

The first layer: resonance!

Gather enough elemental power, use your body as a furnace, and the elements as fire to forcibly forge.

Yu Xiaoheng did not hesitate at all.

With a thought, the dormant lightning patterns within his body instantly lit up, and brilliant arcs of electricity burst forth from his pores, illuminating the secret room as if it were daytime.

"Come!"

He let out a low shout, guiding the raging power of lightning back into his body, frantically washing over every inch of his flesh and blood.

Zla—

The skin and flesh were charred black, but they healed rapidly under the powerful force of life, and the new skin shone with a metallic luster.

It is indeed effective.

Physical strength is increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

But after only half an incense stick's time, Yu Xiaoheng stopped, his brows furrowed.

too slow.

This kind of single-element tempering is like boiling a frog in lukewarm water. Although it improves him, the slow accumulation rate is simply not enough to meet his current needs.

Yu Xiaoheng directly participated in the elimination rounds, which were similar to the preliminary rounds, with only a little over a month left before the end of the competition.

At this rate, even if he trains until the end of the competition, his physical condition will only be able to support him to advance one or two more levels.

With this slight improvement, facing Tang Hao who possesses the Clear Sky Hammer and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's support, there is absolutely no guarantee of victory.

"Test the waters."

Yu Xiaoheng gritted his teeth and activated the broken fire pattern.

Golden-red flames rose up, terrifying flames imbued with the power of divine retribution.

The moment the flames entered his body, Yu Xiaoheng's face turned deathly pale, and he rolled off the cold jade bed in pain, his body convulsing violently.

This is not tempering.

This is destruction.

The tyranny of the divine fire lies in its ability to obliterate everything; it doesn't care whether you are an enemy or a master, it will burn you as soon as it enters your body.

His flesh and blood were burned to ashes, but he was forcibly regenerated by the powerful life force of the Purple Gold Sacred Dragon.

Destruction, rebirth, destruction, rebirth.