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

It's the purple flame of divine retribution!

"what is that?"

"It looks like a ball of fire?"

Outside the Great Soul Arena, ordinary spectators who had been knocked to the ground by the shockwave got up, covered in dust, and looked at the hundred-meter-deep crater from a distance.

Ordinary people simply cannot understand the intricacies involved.

In their eyes, the guy named Wuming, or perhaps Yu Xiaoheng, had been blown into a cloud of blood mist, utterly dead. The flame left in the pit, with its six interwoven colors, looked rather gaudy and quite beautiful.

"It's so beautiful, like fireworks!" someone exclaimed.

But those from the major powers did not have such leisure and refined tastes.

Leaders, elders, and bishops of various powerful factions.

These usually aloof and unfazed even in the face of a collapsing mountain, were all terrified at this moment.

Some people even collapsed to the ground, their legs giving way, tears streaming uncontrollably down their faces.

Why are you afraid?

Because they remembered!

That monster, he's doing this again!

This isn't the first time!

Several years ago, many forces joined forces to kill Yu Xiaoheng. After paying the price of Yang Wudi being crippled, Yu Xiaoheng died and turned into a ball of fire. That means he is gone!

The person was blown to bits; their physical body was gone.

But a few years later, Yu Xiaoheng was resurrected!

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!" Tang Wei's voice trembled. "He died from an explosion! He clearly died from an explosion!"

In the deep pit.

The flames burned ever brighter.

Yu Xiaoheng did not die.

Or rather, he actively experienced a "death".

The human body has its limits.

Even though he had cultivated the Golden Dragon Element Body Tempering Technique passed down from his ancestors.

Even though he fused the power of divine retribution and the power of the dragon god into the second level of the Fury Body Refining Technique, transforming it into the new "Mad Fury - Divine Retribution".

His actual body-refining effect has been forcibly elevated to the perfection of the third level of body-refining, and even infinitely close to the fourth level.

But that's still not enough.

What he wanted to absorb was the essence of the 100,000-year-old sacred dragon bone, and the remnant souls of two god-level dragon kings.

Most importantly, it's that golden holy dragon soul ring.

That's no ordinary 100,000-year soul ring.

The Golden Sacred Dragon is the king of the dragon race, and the actual age of this soul ring is probably over 100,000 years.

The quality is too high, and the power is too overwhelming.

Even with the protection of his ancestral Dragon God, he simply couldn't withstand it. He was just a hair's breadth away from having his physical body obliterated and his soul shattered.

But even with that slight difference, Yu Xiaoheng refused to accept his fate.

He directly borrowed the special abilities within his body.

Rise from the ashes.

In the instant his physical body was bursting at the limit of energy, he used the Heavenly Punishment Purple Flame to protect his original soul, transforming all the energy, along with his life imprint, into this flame interwoven with the six elements.

In this brief period of time, from death to rebirth.

He used the process of reshaping his physical body to make up for the last bit of absorption progress.

Of course, this is also a gamble with one's life.

Yu Xiaoheng knew very well that he had almost really died.

This ability to self-destruct and resurrect through flames is not a cheat that can be used indefinitely.

Every rebirth from the ashes severely depletes the body's life force.

It was a devastating oppression on his soul, his spiritual power, and even his mental strength.

It is absolutely impossible to be reborn twice in a row.

Moreover, this ability has extremely strict limitations.

This is a rebirth mechanism he actively triggered by energy overload. Afterwards, if he is directly killed in battle, his physical body and soul are shattered, then he is truly dead and cannot trigger this resurrection again.

They paid such a heavy price.

He finally completed this fate-defying devouring.

Chapter 437 The Sixth Ring, Ten Thousand Years!

Center of the deep pit.

The six-colored flames swirled wildly.

The purple flames of divine punishment leaped at the very core.

Outside, there was a sacred and vast light, a dark light that devoured everything, violent and explosive lightning, scorching fire, absolute zero ice, and endless flowing water.

Under the control of the power of divine retribution, the six elements began to rapidly take on the outline of a physical form.

Yu Xiaoheng's skeleton was the first to take shape.

The 100,000-year-old sacred dragon bone in the right arm has been completely integrated, transforming into pure golden bones that radiate dazzling golden light.

The remaining bones, stitched together with rainbow threads, present a strange texture resembling purple-gold glass.

Next come the meridians, flesh, and skin.

Everything was reshaped in the flames.

"He's alive...he's really alive!"

This kind of existence, which defies common sense and tramples on rules, directly shatters people's values ​​that they have cultivated for most of their lives.

Tang San stared at the ball of flame, his face turning deathly pale.

The composure he had gained from living two lives had vanished completely.

"Stop him!" Tang Wei suddenly snapped back to reality and roared.

He swung the broken, towering hammer, ignoring his injuries, and charged into the deep pit.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

We absolutely must not allow Yu Xiaoheng to rebuild his physical body!

Just as Tang Wei took a step...

The flames suddenly contracted.

All the light, elements, and pressure were absorbed into the newly reconstructed body in that instant.

"boom--"

A pillar of purple-gold light shot into the sky.

Soaring straight into the sky.

The clouds above Wuhun City were brutally torn apart by this beam of light, revealing a huge vacuum zone.

The roar of the Purple-Gold True Dragon reverberated from the pillar of light.

The dragon's roar shook the sky.

The remaining structures of the Great Battle Arena crumbled inch by inch amidst the sound waves.

Tang Wei had only taken a few steps when he was hit head-on by this overwhelming pressure.

Even a powerful figure like a titled master was forced back by the fierce gale.

The beam of light slowly dissipated.

A tall, slender figure hovered in mid-air.

Yu Xiaoheng.

In mid-air, the intense wind pressure gradually dissipated.

Everyone looked up, their gazes fixed on that tall, slender figure.

Yu Xiaoheng sat cross-legged in mid-air, his eyes tightly closed.

He was naked, but a six-colored, interwoven stream of light transformed into a tangible elemental armor, concealing his body. A purple-gold aura surged wildly along his meridians. Through the light, everyone present could clearly see that the pure golden bone inside his right arm was radiating a dazzling golden glow.

The power of the 100,000-year-old sacred dragon bone has become one with him.

The remaining bones shimmered with a purple-gold luster, tightly sewn together by the Rainbow Dragon's threads, and one could even see the purple-gold dragon-shaped energy flowing between the bones and blood.

The violent energy radiated outwards in a ring from him.

Sacred and vast light, all-consuming darkness, violent and explosive thunder, scorching and burning fire, absolute zero ice, and endless water. The six elements swirled with his breath.

At the very core, the Heavenly Punishment Purple Flame pounded violently in his heart.

Each jump produced a muffled sound like a heavy hammer striking a war drum.

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of a heartbeat echoed throughout the ruins of the Great Soul Arena.

Tang Wei forced himself to steady himself and stared at the figure in mid-air.

He, a dignified Title Douluo and the sect master of Haotian Sect, was actually forced back by this reborn pressure!