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

Golden and blue lightning exploded on the surface of the phantom, and Yu Xiaoheng immediately activated his soul power, rushing towards the ground through the huge gap that had collapsed above.

The moment the earth's layers were broken, it was already dark outside.

A cold wind, mixed with sand and dust, swept towards us.

Just as Yu Xiaoheng and his group landed on the sand dune, more than a dozen dazzling soul ring lights immediately shone in the wilderness ahead.

"Yu Xiaoheng, you really are here!"

A loud voice boomed like thunder in spring.

Directly in front, an old man dressed in the robes of the Clear Sky Sect stood in mid-air, with nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—pulsating up and down beneath his feet, and a huge dark gold Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

On the left, a red-robed elder from the Spirit Hall also released the pressure of a Title Douluo-level figure, with a pair of huge fire eagle wings unfolding behind him.

On the right is the sect leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, one of the four lower sects. He is covered in thick white bone armor and exudes a powerful aura. He is also among the top combatants in Soul Douluo.

Behind them stood seven or eight experts at the Soul Douluo level. They came from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Spirit Hall, and various affiliated forces.

The elder of the Spirit Hall looked at Yu Xiaoheng, his gaze lingering for a moment on Bibi Dong behind him, before he shouted loudly:

"Surrender! This area has been sealed off; you can't escape!"

Yu Xiaoheng looked around, his expression unchanged.

Three Title Douluo, seven Soul Douluo.

This lineup, if deployed outside, would be enough to wipe out a medium-sized sect. The major powers have indeed gone to great lengths to capture him.

"You guys?"

Without wasting any words, Yu Xiaoheng directly activated the soul power within his body.

The Dragon Realm Raid begins!

The moment the halo swept over them, the expressions of the three Title Douluos changed simultaneously.

The old man from the Haotian Sect felt his soul power flow rate drop by half, and his high fighting spirit was extinguished as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

What field is this?

The elders of the Spirit Hall exclaimed in surprise.

Yu Xiaoheng didn't give them time to react.

As the domain expanded, purple-gold tribulation lightning rapidly condensed in mid-air.

These lightning bolts not only possess extreme lightning attributes, but also carry the mental impact of the killing field.

boom!

Several bolts of purple-gold lightning descended from the sky, striking directly at the opposing camp.

The sect leader of the Elephant Armor Sect shouted, crossed his arms in front of him to protect himself, and his seventh soul ring lit up.

True Form of Martial Soul.

A gigantic white mammoth phantom enveloped him.

However, the moment the purple-gold tribulation lightning touched the bone armor, the supposedly indestructible defense was easily torn apart like paper.

The intense numbing sensation and the shockwave effect penetrated directly into the body.

The sect leader of the Elephant Armor Sect let out a muffled groan as his massive body was forcefully cleaved back more than ten meters, blood spilling from his mouth.

The elder from the Haotian Sect swung the Haotian Hammer, intending to take the blow head-on.

However, the pressure from the domain slowed his movements by half a beat, and the lightning, grazing the hammer's surface, struck his protective aura, causing his blood and qi to surge.

Yu Xiaoheng was well aware that although he had caught his opponent off guard by relying on his domain, the consumption of his soul power was also astonishing.

Having just absorbed the Killing Domain, his condition was not yet at its peak, and there would be no benefit in continuing the fight.

If we can repel them, we have already achieved our goal.

"break!"

The moment the word "Break!" was uttered, the ground beneath Yu Xiaoheng's feet collapsed.

A surge of soul power far exceeding any previous outburst erupted from his body.

Purple, black, purple, purple, black...

A blood-red, 100,000-year-old soul ring slowly rose from beneath his feet.

The blinding red light stood out starkly against the night sky, casting a ghastly crimson glow over the surrounding wilderness.

The Spirit Hall elder's eye twitched violently: "A 100,000-year spirit ring! Attack together, don't give him a chance to make a move!"

The fiery eagle wings on his back suddenly spread out, his ninth soul ring lit up, and the rain of fire in the sky transformed into dozens of huge meteorites, dragging long tails of flame as they crashed toward Yu Xiaoheng.

The old man from the Haotian Sect bulged his arm muscles, and the dark golden Haotian Hammer grew to over ten meters in size in the wind. In the next instant, it smashed down on his head.

Suddenly, the soul bone in Yu Xiaoheng's chest burst forth with dazzling light.

The skill "Ten Thousand Year Holy Dragon Bone" is activated, along with the "Sky Dragon Shadow".

The enormous phantom of the ancient golden holy dragon took shape above his head.

The sacred dragon shadow, under the influence of the Dragon Slaughter Domain, had a layer of violent dark red tinged at the edges of its scales.

Faced with the killing moves of three Title Douluos, Yu Xiaoheng raised his arms.

Lightning and fire patterns lit up simultaneously within his body, and divine light power was also injected. These three attributes, along with the ultimate power of the Purple-Gold True Dragon itself, rapidly collapsed within his body, compressing to an extreme point.

The 100,000-year-old soul ring skill is the ultimate Dragon Meteor.

The phantom of the holy dragon above their heads opened its massive maw in unison.

Two beams of light, capable of piercing everything, erupted simultaneously, intertwining and merging in mid-air, transforming into an annihilating torrent that directly shattered the barriers of space.

Heavenly Dragon Annihilation Kill.

The beam swept across, instantly vaporizing the first shower of fire upon contact. The Spirit Hall elder coughed up a mouthful of blood, his Fire Eagle's wings burned to ashes in the light, and he was sent flying backward in a whirl, crashing into the distant ruins.

"what--"

The Haotian Sect elder's Haotian Hammer slammed into the pillar of destructive light.

The standoff lasted only half a second.

His hand split open, blood splattering everywhere, and the massive iron hammer flew out of his grasp. He himself was so shaken by the recoil that he coughed up blood and staggered back more than ten steps before barely managing to regain his footing.

The seven Soul Douluos around them didn't even have a chance to unleash their Soul Skills before being knocked to the ground by the shockwave from their collision, their formation collapsing.

Yu Xiaoheng felt a sweet taste in his throat.

He forced himself to swallow the mouthful of blood.

That attack had drained all the remaining soul power from his body. A strong sense of weakness surged through his limbs and bones, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.

"Walk."

He did not continue the pursuit. Using the recoil from the explosion, he grabbed Bibi Dong around the waist and simultaneously used the illusory image of the Purple-Gold True Dragon to sweep up Shui Yun'er, Shui Lingxi, and Rou'er.

The five transformed into streaks of golden-blue lightning, shooting out through the gap torn in the encirclement.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the vast night.

Two hours later.

The Spirit Hall, the Papal Palace.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was solemn.

A cardinal strode in and knelt on one knee.

Chapter 522 The world is shaken, Yu Xiaoheng appears.

"Report! Lord Morris has sent an urgent message. The foundation of the Slaughter City's array has been destroyed, and the underground city has completely collapsed."

The person sitting at the head of the table leaned forward slightly.

"Yu Xiaoheng made this?"

"Yes." The cardinal didn't even dare to raise his head. "Not only that, the team responsible for the interception suffered a crushing defeat. Yu Xiaoheng possesses a 100,000-year soul ring and unleashed an extremely powerful combination technique. The Haotian Sect elders lost their weapons, and our hall elders' martial soul true bodies were broken."

Qian Daoliu sat on the papal chair, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest. He listened to the detailed battle reports from the front lines, his gaze sweeping over the dozen or so elders on either side of the hall.

The elder who couldn't hold back first stepped forward and said, "Grand Elder, this is completely illogical. Yu Xiaoheng, at most, only has a soul power of around level sixty. Even if he has a 100,000-year soul ring, it's impossible for him to cross the nearly thirty-level soul power gap and crush two Title Douluos in one blow! Not to mention there are seven Soul Douluos forming an array around them. The force of the recoil from that level of collision alone could shatter the internal organs of a Soul Emperor!"

Another person chimed in, "Elder Morris's Firehawk True Form is among the best defensively in the hall. The elders of the Clear Sky Sect are renowned for their innate superhuman strength, and their Clear Sky Hammer weighs ten thousand jin. Yet, even when the two of them joined forces, Yu Xiaoheng shattered their true forms with a single move, even sending their hammers flying. Could it be that he was hiding his true strength?"

Everyone was suspicious. Previously, when Yu Xiaoheng defeated Tang Wei, everyone had already concluded that he had used a one-time ability. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to run away when facing the pursuit.

If you can beat Tang Wei, what are you afraid of?

Later, Yu Xiaoheng used the information gap and a combination of 100,000-year-old soul bone and soul skills to suppress the Spirit Hall's title, but that was due to his own underestimation of the enemy. This time, however, it's different!

The Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect were extremely vigilant and went all out from the very beginning regarding their titles.

Given that numerous Soul Douluos still exert some pressure on a mere Soul Emperor, how could Yu Xiaoheng have become so much stronger after experiencing the City of Slaughter?

Qian Daoliu stopped tapping his fingers.

Even someone as powerful as him, with a level 99 ultimate title, felt somewhat uneasy and apprehensive.

Yu Xiaoheng's growth is too fast.

“There’s nothing to hide,” Qian Daoliu answered. “You all know his spirit ring configuration. The reason he can unleash such destructive power is that he’s overdrawing his inner reserves.”

All the elders looked up at the Grand Elder.

"Have you forgotten the intelligence we gathered before?" Qian Daoliu stood up and walked to the center of the hall. "During his growth, Yu Xiaoheng consumed a large number of high-grade medicinal herbs. His body has long been transformed into a huge energy furnace. The reason he can now unleash combat power far beyond the norm is entirely due to burning the medicinal power and essence stored in his body."

The Porcupine Douluo's eyes lit up: "Does the Grand Elder mean that he is actually at his last gasp?"

“Not bad.” Qian Daoliu looked at the map of the entire continent on the wall. “A 100,000-year soul ring skill, plus a 100,000-year soul bone skill, and also forcibly compressing multiple extreme elements.”

This combination technique consumes an astronomical amount of soul power. Each time he unleashes it, he's draining himself completely. As for the recoil force, his martial soul, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus, is renowned for its physical strength, and he must have used some kind of protective technique, which is why it's not very noticeable.

Qian Dao turned around and gave instructions to the cardinal.

"Pass down the order: change tactics. Stop sending Title Douluos to fight him head-on."

All the powers on the continent are now searching for him; he has nowhere to hide. He cannot stop; if he does, he will be surrounded. This intense escape and continuous life-or-death battles will quickly drain his energy.