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

The internal energy of the Xuan Tian Gong within his body began to circulate at a frenzied speed.

All internal energy, all physical strength, and all divine power.

In that instant, they all converged towards his right palm.

His blood began to boil, and his bones groaned under the strain.

At this moment, the energy within Tang San's body reached a perfect balance.

The milky white droplet began to emit a dazzling light.

In that instant, even the surrounding void seemed unable to withstand the immense pressure, and tiny black cracks appeared.

The air pressure in the main temple square was so low it was suffocating.

All the disciples of the Haotian Sect held their breath.

They know.

This attack will determine the future of the Haotian Sect.

The disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan watched this scene with bated breath.

Yu Yuanzhen stood not far away.

His brow furrowed slightly, but he did not speak up to stop it.

He had absolute trust in his eldest son.

Yu Xiaoheng stood quietly in place.

He looked at Tang San.

Around his body, purple-gold arcs of electricity and golden-red flames intertwined.

Thunder and fire intertwined.

A terrifying aura of destruction gathered around him.

But this is not enough.

To ensure absolute safety, Yu Xiaoheng decided to use his strongest power.

Chapter 591 Haotian Sect's Willingness to Surrender

At Yu Xiaoheng's feet.

Golden spirit rings slowly appeared.

A million-year soul ring.

The moment that golden spirit ring appeared.

The sky above Haotian Peak turned golden in that instant.

An overwhelming pressure swept in like a tidal wave.

All the disciples of the Haotian Sect trembled under this oppressive aura.

Even Tang Chen and Poseidon, who were seriously injured, showed expressions of horror on their faces.

A million-year soul ring.

This is a power that mortals could never possess.

Yu Xiaoheng looked at Tang San.

"This is what I rely on."

"burst."

The golden soul ring within Yu Xiaoheng's body suddenly expanded in that instant.

Followed by.

Golden waves of light spread out.

The entire space collapsed in that instant.

Countless fragments of space were pulverized in the waves of light.

That is true destructive power.

Faced with absolute power, laws seem to lose their power.

Tang San's expression turned ugly in that instant.

But he had no way out.

"Go."

Tang San's voice was dry and weak.

His right index finger flicked sharply onto the milky white water droplet.

Guanyin's Tears.

That drop of water, so pure it was almost imperceptible, shot out in that instant.

There was no earth-shattering fanfare.

It didn't have a dazzling effect.

It merged into the void the instant it took off.

It penetrated through space.

It transcends time.

It hurtled straight toward Yu Xiaoheng's heart at an incredible speed.

however.

The moment Guanyin's tears came into contact with that golden wave of light.

Its speed suddenly slowed down.

The extremely viscous golden energy sealed off the entire space.

The milky white light on the surface of the water droplet began to tremble violently.

It was like a small boat in a storm.

It could be destroyed at any time.

"break."

Yu Xiaoheng's voice rang out again.

A second wave of golden light erupted.

This wave of light was like an indestructible city wall, standing in front of Guanyin's Tears.

"boom!"

A dull, loud bang.

The tear of Guanyin, carrying all of Tang San's hopes, touched the city wall the moment it did.

It shattered with a crash.

It transformed into countless scattered white specks of light and dissipated into the golden waves of light.

Tang San's spirit is connected to Guanyin's tears.

The moment the Guanyin Tears shattered, his body trembled violently.

A series of blood mists gushed out from his pores.

His internal organs suffered severe damage in that instant.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from Tang San's mouth.

His body flew backward like a tattered sack.

Tang San landed on the ground.

His face was ashen.

The soul power within his body dissipated in an instant.

Even the two divine powers within him, after losing control, began to frantically tear at his meridians.

Tang San lay on the ground.

Blood kept gushing from his mouth.

He couldn't even move a single finger.

"how so……"

Tang San looked at the sky and muttered to himself.

A look of confusion flickered in his eyes.

His strongest attack was so easily defeated in front of Yu Xiaoheng.

The other party didn't even lift a finger.

His hopes were shattered simply by detonating a single spirit ring.

Yu Xiaoheng raised his head.

The golden light in his eyes gradually faded.

Detonating a million-year-old spirit ring is also a considerable burden for him.

But he remained standing there, without any injuries.

He won.

He took a step forward and slowly walked towards Tang San, who was lying on the ground struggling.

Purple-gold lightning swirled around him.