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

As soon as the vortex appeared, Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow but said nothing more.

The Shui sisters exchanged a glance, feeling that this soul skill had a sinister aura, but since they were teammates, they could only feel at ease, and besides, this wasn't the first time Wuming had used it.

As for the audience...

Among the four lower sects, the elders of the Elephant Armor Sect and the Wind Sword Sect tensed up.

This move looks ominous.

Previously, Wuming had also used this method to fuse a temporary martial soul, which was quite strange.

"That's it?"

Tang San sat in the stands, and the fear in his heart suddenly disappeared.

It turns out I was just scaring myself.

In order to counter Wuming's bizarre devouring ability, he and the Star Luo team had already conducted numerous simulations over the past few days.

This is an unnamed ultimate move; how could it not be specifically targeted?

Devouring does not make you invincible.

If the total amount of energy exceeds the upper limit of absorption, or if the instantaneous explosive force exceeds the conversion speed of absorption, then this is the way to death!

"Let him inhale."

Tang San sneered inwardly.

The Star Luo team clearly shared the same idea.

Faced with the black vortex blocking its path, the Netherworld White Tiger's enormous eyes even revealed a hint of mockery in a human-like way.

Want to swallow?

Then I'll stuff you until you burst!

I'd like to see if you can still devour a spirit soul when faced with a spirit soul fusion skill.

Chapter 339 Nameless, Immortal!

"Roar--!"

The tiger's roar shook the heavens.

The Netherworld White Tiger neither dodged nor avoided, but instead charged headlong into the center of the vortex where the aura of the Dark Demon God Tiger was concentrated, carrying with it a world-destroying golden light!

boom!

A tremendous roar erupted.

Dust and smoke instantly billowed up in the center of the arena.

Everyone could clearly see that the enormous tiger claw tore through the air and shattered the lightning and fire shield on Wuming's chest without any hindrance, leaving a heavy imprint on his chest.

puff.

Blood splattered.

The nameless man's chest visibly caved in, and his entire body, like a tattered sack, was instantly engulfed by the violent energy.

Just then, the storm of the fifth soul skill erupted completely.

The pitch-black elemental vortex, centered on this point, suddenly contracted, enveloping both Wuming and the Netherworld White Tiger within it.

The light dissipated.

The field was deathly silent.

"died?"

One audience member stared wide-eyed.

"He's definitely dead. His sternum is shattered. To face the Netherworld White Tiger head-on was just courting death."

Tang San's smile deepened.

Although the vortex was still spinning at the end, it was just the aftershock of the soul skill.

The outcome is decided.

Even if Nameless isn't completely dead, he's still a useless person.

however.

A second passed.

Splash!

A hurricane roared.

Two seconds passed.

Energy surged.

The scene on the ring, however, was frozen in a strange way.

The incomparably powerful Netherworld White Tiger remained in its pouncing, claw-strike posture, aimed at the nameless man's chest.

Logically, it should press its advantage and either tear that foolish brat to shreds.

But it didn't move.

It's like a lifelike sculpture.

The black elemental vortex, instead of dissipating due to the nameless injury, spun faster and faster, emitting a series of teeth-grinding wailing sounds.

Something's not right.

Tang Hao stood next to Tang San and said something subconsciously.

Something's definitely not right.

The golden light emanating from the Netherworld White Tiger was visibly dimming.

That's soul power being lost!

It's not a natural dissipation, but rather a forced extraction!

On the arena.

The nameless body, stained with blood, still stood in the same spot.

He didn't even raise his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The sunken chest, shrouded in black mist, was writhing, and between the torn flesh, it seemed as if countless invisible mouths were biting the giant claw that the Netherworld White Tiger had extended.

He's eating!

He's devouring the energy of the Netherworld White Tiger!

"I can't move!"

From within the Netherworld White Tiger's body, came a muffled roar of extreme terror from Dai Zhentian.

He wanted to back down, to pull his claws back.

But this suction force didn't just act on his physical body; it was more like it was directly adhering to the origin of his martial soul!

It was a terrifying suction force that could drain his very marrow!

"Hurry! Save the captain!"

The remaining members of the Star Luo team finally realized what had happened. Although they didn't know what was going on, the scene in front of them made their scalps tingle.

A burst of colorful soul skills erupted instantly—fireballs, wind blades, and light waves—all crashing down on the blood-soaked figure.

Boom boom boom!

Explosions rang out one after another.

The nameless neither dodge nor avoid.

Even the layer of lightning and fire armor was not fully opened, allowing the attacks to fall on its body.

The skin was torn open and the flesh was ripped open.

Bloody.

But he was like a stake driven into the ground, never retreating an inch.

in contrast.

As these attacks landed, the black vortex seemed to get new fuel, and its rotation speed suddenly doubled!

hum-

The Netherworld White Tiger let out a mournful cry.

Its originally solid and enormous body began to show illusory ripples, and large streams of pure white tiger and spirit cat soul power turned into visible light bands, which were forcibly pulled into Wuming's body!

The nameless man, who was originally on the verge of death, was now healing his wounds at an astonishing speed.

This isn't a battle at all.

This is clearly eating!

Damn it!

Tang San clenched his fist tightly.

what is this?

This method of directly plundering the martial soul power of others to repair or even strengthen oneself...

Evil Soul Master!

This is definitely the work of an evil spirit master!

Moreover, they are more domineering and unreasonable than ordinary evil spirit masters!

Dai Zhentian cannot die here.

If both of the Star Luo royal family's main branches were to perish in Wuhun City, the situation would be completely chaotic.

We must admit defeat!