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

They were all waiting for Tang Wei to make a move.

Wait for this young man who has challenged the whole world to be smashed into a pile of minced meat by the Haotian Hammer.

A secluded corner of the crowd.

Yu Xiaogang stared at Yu Xiaoheng in the center of the arena.

His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and a strange light flickered in his eyes.

Those eyes held expectation, unease, and a deep-seated fear.

Seeing Tang Wei unleash the pressure of a Title Douluo, Yu Xiaogang felt a moment of fear, afraid that the person on the stage would really be smashed to death by Tang Wei with a single hammer blow.

That was, after all, his biological older brother.

Blood is thicker than water.

But in the next instant after that moment of fear, a secret and suppressed joy emerged from the depths of Yu Xiaogang's heart.

He no longer hated Yu Xiaoheng as much.

So many years have passed since the news of my elder brother's death; even the deepest grudges should have faded away with time.

However, the various changes that had occurred earlier made him truly see a reality.

If Yu Xiaoheng is still alive.

Once this radiant and exceptionally talented eldest brother returns to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

Then all the status and respect that Yu Xiaogang had painstakingly built up in the sect would vanish in an instant.

He will once again become that useless person who can only look up at his older brother's back.

No one cares about Yu Xiaogang, who only has Luo Buhui.

Yu Xiaogang held his breath, anticipating what was about to happen, yet also feeling a pang of sorrow.

Chapter 431 The Soul Emperor has been achieved!

Right in the center of the ring.

Yu Xiaoheng was completely unaware of the murderous intent from the outside world, or rather, he simply didn't care.

No matter how strong the external pressure was, it could not interrupt his planned actions.

Rainbow Dragon's left arm bone has completely fused into his left arm.

Absorb and refine.

The whole process was surprisingly fast.

At that very moment, the third and fourth spirit rings surrounding Yu Xiaoheng lit up simultaneously.

The two spirit rings burst forth with a dazzling halo.

The soul bones and soul rings of the same origin resonated intensely within Yu Xiaoheng's body.

A strange, colorful glow emanated from deep within the bones of his left arm, instantly spreading throughout his entire body along the meridians.

The light was incredibly dazzling, possessing an eerie beauty that seemed otherworldly.

The raging elemental power and the purple divine flames intertwined and surged, transforming into a massive pillar of fire that shot straight into the sky.

The fluctuations of soul power on Yu Xiaoheng's body began to increase exponentially.

The soul power within his body surged like a burst dam, frantically assaulting the barriers of his meridians.

The bottleneck at level 59 was torn apart in an instant, like a piece of paper.

The soul power is still rising.

Without any hesitation, it crossed that boundary directly and stopped steadily at the level 60 mark.

Yu Xiaoheng...

He was reborn and returned, only a few months later.

The Soul Emperor has been achieved!!!

The golden threads that were originally wrapped around Yu Xiaoheng's body were ignited inch by inch by the resonance of the Rainbow Dragon's power and the Heavenly Punishment Fire.

The golden light faded.

Instead, there are more dazzling, yet more dangerous, rainbow threads.

This force is too violent.

The dragon god's will, passed down from his ancestors, roared in his blood. That madness, originating from ancient bloodlines, attempted to seize control of this body and turn him into a beast that only knew how to kill.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely lose their reason.

But Yu Xiaoheng is different.

The power of divine retribution is a being of a higher status.

Yu Xiaoheng fully activated the Heavenly Punishment Purple Flame, combining the resonance power of a ten-thousand-year soul bone and two ten-thousand-year soul rings to suppress the surging blood and qi within his body.

He used extreme rationality to control this extreme madness.

The divine punishment power of the high-ranking being was like a sharp boning knife, cutting, suppressing, and reshaping the dragon god's remaining unruly madness bit by bit.

He twisted this power into a mad force that belonged only to him, Yu Xiaoheng.

"Click! Click! Click!"

A series of muffled cracking sounds came from Yu Xiaoheng's body.

The bones are rubbing together, and the muscles are expanding.

It was as if some ancient shackles had been forcibly broken, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable burden.

His eyes underwent a complete change at that moment.

His originally clear black and white eyes turned into a dazzling purple-gold color.

His pupils contracted rapidly, turning into a vertical line.

Those eyes revealed absolute coldness and endless violence, regarding all things in the world as if they were mere weeds.

The Purple-Gold True Dragon Martial Soul hovering in mid-air let out a long roar that pierced through the clouds and shattered rocks.

Rainbow-colored flames burned fiercely on the dragon's body.

The scales rustled faintly under the scorching flames, seemingly brewing a more thorough transformation.

The martial spirit has not yet fully evolved.

But this nascent momentum is already quite astonishing.

Qian Daoliu watched quietly as everything unfolded below.

Even this peerless Douluo, who was at level ninety-nine, couldn't help but tremble at the terrifying talent that Yu Xiaoheng had displayed.

Such a rapid promotion rate.

Such a foundation has been built.

There are also methods that can forcibly distort the will of unknown dragon bloodlines.

This is simply unheard of.

If we keep people like this around, the mainland will be trampled underfoot for the next hundred years.

But it's pointless now.

No matter how talented someone is, if they don't grow and mature, they'll ultimately be nothing but a skeleton.

What Qian Daoliu thought was exactly what everyone else thought.

This is a judgment without any prejudice.

next second.

The dazzling seven-colored light in the arena dimmed instantly.

The overwhelming black light, like dark clouds covering the sky, completely suppressed the rainbow flames with overwhelming force.

The air crackled.

Tang Wei made his move.

The black light descended too quickly.

It was so fast that no one in the entire venue could react.

Of course, at this point, no one could stop or defend Yu Xiaoheng.

Tang Wei's sixth black spirit ring shone brightly, and the enormous phantom of the Clear Sky Hammer crashed down with the force of Mount Tai.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Haotian Zhenyue!"

This strike sealed off all of Yu Xiaoheng's escape routes. The violent gust of wind crushed all the rubble on the ground into dust. Faced with absolute superiority, there was no room for trickery. No one could save Yu Xiaoheng, and no one believed he could survive this blow.

"boom--!"

A deafening roar echoed throughout the entire Wuhun City.

The sturdy arena platform collapsed at that moment, creating a bottomless crater in the center. A cloud of dust billowed into the sky, obscuring everyone's vision. A violent shockwave spread outwards, forcing the front-row spectators to retreat hastily.

The elders of the Haotian Sect erupted in cheers.

"Die well!"

"This is the consequence of killing my sect's genius!"

Ning Zhenyuan stared at the giant pit, his face full of vengeful pleasure, and laughed loudly: "This is the price for offending the three upper sects."

Yu Xiaogang stood in the corner and let out a long breath.

His own older brother, who had been weighing on him and suffocating him, had finally died...

He felt both sad and relieved.

A breeze blew through the field.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.