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

A set of cool lightning armor covered his body, with electric sparks flowing around him, making him look like a god of thunder descending to earth.

His speed reached its peak at that moment.

The tail of the Ming Dynasty slammed into the ground, creating a huge chasm and sending rubble flying.

Yu Xiaoheng's figure had already silently appeared above Da Ming's head.

The Dragon Realm is about to be robbed and slaughtered.

Within a radius of a thousand meters, a destructive killing intent instantly enveloped everything.

Da Ming and Er Ming felt their fighting spirit being forcibly stripped away at this moment, and their originally violent soul power became sluggish, with its circulation speed halved.

In the sky, crimson and black lightning began to fall erratically.

Each bolt of lightning that struck them left them charred black, accompanied by intense mental pressure that caused them unbearable pain.

"Roar!"

Erming tried to rush up again.

But Yu Xiaoheng didn't give it a chance at all.

He raised his hand and waved it, causing strange purple flames to ignite in the void.

The third spirit ring, the form of divine punishment.

The moment the purple flame appeared, Da Ming and Er Ming felt the threat of death.

That was a terrifying flame capable of burning away all soul skills and even distorting the very essence of their power.

Yu Xiaoheng did not use any killing moves, but instead condensed the purple flames into a huge blade of light and slashed through the void.

The strong winds blew their massive bodies away, sending them crashing heavily onto the edge of the Lake of Life.

The lake water turned red.

Chapter 596 Two Ferocious Beasts

Two 100,000-year-old soul beasts lay on the ground, their eyes filled with terror.

They didn't even manage to force the opponent to use any of their more advanced soul skills.

This battle was a one-sided toy from the very beginning.

Yu Xiaoheng landed slowly.

The lightning armor and golden flames on his body quietly disappeared.

He looked at Da Ming and Er Ming lying on the ground, his expression calm, showing no intention of continuing to attack.

He did not come here today to kill.

He was in a good mood after the match.

It was even more comfortable than ever before.

This is the meaning of power.

If he is not strong enough, if he is still that ordinary soul master struggling on the edge of life and death.

To obtain his eighth spirit ring, he must stop at nothing to kill Da Ming and Er Ming while he stands here today.

In particular, the Azure Bull Python Daming controls the elements of thunder and water, and its attributes are highly compatible with his Purple Gold Extreme Dragon.

In the past, he would have hunted it down without hesitation and seized its spirit ring and spirit bone.

Even if they are Rou'er's family, even if they have some goodwill towards her.

On the path to becoming stronger, reason will make him cold-blooded, and he will not hesitate to kill without hesitation.

But now.

He is powerful enough.

He possessed a 100,000-year soul ring, granting him even greater power.

He no longer considered these two ordinary 100,000-year-old soul beasts in front of him.

Because he is powerful, he can be magnanimous.

Because of his power, he can maintain his moral bottom line and doesn't have to play the role of a beast that kills innocent people for power.

The most fascinating aspect of becoming stronger is the feeling of being in control of one's own destiny and even being able to show mercy to one's opponents.

The waters of the Lake of Life gradually calmed down.

Erming's enormous body slumped helplessly in the mud.

Its chest fur was charred black by the lightning.

The charred flesh was rolled up, emitting a burnt smell.

The massive bull's head of the Ming Dynasty lay limply on the shore.

Its giant serpentine body slowly and laboriously coiled in the lake.

After its control over lightning and water was forcibly taken away, its power waned to an extreme.

"he's gone."

Erming was panting heavily.

The heavy breathing sounded particularly clear in the silent forest.

"Da Ming, was that power you just witnessed truly something a human could possess?"

The huge eyes of the Ming Emperor were filled with shock.

"He's even more terrifying than he was back then."

"Even Tang Chen of the Haotian Sect back then never gave me this level of pressure."

Da Ming gazed in the direction Yu Xiaoheng had left.

That is an unknown area deeper within the Star Dou Great Forest.

Where exactly is he going?

"If we go any further, we'll reach a dead zone that none of us have ever set foot in before."

Erming scratched his huge head.

It asked in a muffled voice.

"Da Ming, could there be something more powerful than us in this forest?"

Da Ming shook his head.

"I do not know."

“We have dominated this core area since our inception.”

"But my gut feeling tells me that if I go any further, there will be something terrifying."

Fear flickered in Da Ming's eyes.

"That direction is something that even the blood in our veins instinctively resists."

"But he acted as if he were in his own backyard."

……

Yu Xiaoheng stepped on withered branches and fallen leaves, his figure leaving many afterimages in the forest.

After crossing the Lake of Life, the ancient trees around us became even larger.

The tree trunks here have an eerie purplish-black color, and even the air is filled with a rich life energy.

The Golden Dragon Element Body Tempering Technique quietly circulated within his body.

Every cell in his body was greedily absorbing this life energy.

The purple-gold extreme dragon martial soul within its body emitted a joyful cry.

It was a feeling of excitement and longing when encountering a high-level bloodline of the same origin.

"It's just ahead."

Yu Xiaoheng stopped in his tracks.

He looked ahead at a canyon shrouded in thick fog.

The fog there had a faint nine-colored hue, extremely beautiful, yet it also exuded a deadly danger.

"Humans, stop here."

A deep, muffled sound came from the thick fog.

The sound was like a thunderclap, shaking the stone walls of the entire canyon and causing them to shatter.

The thick fog churned violently.

A colossal, dark golden bear strode out.

It stands over fifteen meters tall, with broad shoulders like a mountain.

What's most striking is its pair of enormous claws.

The claw was a pure dark gold color, over three meters long, and gleamed with a cold metallic sheen.

Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear King, Bear Lord.

Beside Xiong Jun, large swaths of purple flames burned in the void.

A huge black dragon spiraled down.

Its dragon scales are a noble deep purple, each scale resembling a perfect obsidian.

The Hell Dragon King, Zi Ji.

The moment these two ferocious beasts appeared, their terrifying pressure sealed off the space within a radius of several thousand meters.

"The deepest part of the Star Dou Great Forest is not a place you should come to."

"You have the aura of a dragon, but you are ultimately just a human."