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

"We can't waste it."

The fifth spirit ring lit up.

Element extraction.

The soul skill was pushed to its limit, and a dark purple vortex with a diameter of several thousand meters formed above the giant beast's corpse.

The vortex rotates at high speed, generating a powerful tearing force.

The corpse began to decompose, its flesh and blood transforming into a torrent of purple energy, and its bones shattering into specks of golden light, all of which were absorbed into Yu Xiaoheng's body at the center of the vortex.

His body was like a bottomless abyss, devouring all energy.

Soul power level soared.

Level 91, Level 92, Level 93.

The ever-increasing momentum caused the space in the far north to tremble violently.

Dense dragon scales appeared on Yu Xiaoheng's skin, and the color was no longer a simple purple-gold, but rather a rainbow.

Two purple-gold dragon horns broke through the skin on his forehead.

The Martial Soul, the Dragon of the End, began to deeply merge with his physical body, driving a transformation in his very essence.

When the last bone of the giant beast was completely devoured, Yu Xiaoheng's body suddenly stiffened.

My heart pounded violently, like a thunderous drumbeat, the dull sound echoing for thousands of miles around.

The destructive power that had just been swallowed clashed violently with the original power of the end, the source of the gold and silver dragon kings.

Several extreme forces collided within his body, which had not yet become a god, reaching a critical point.

His skin cracked open, and nine-colored blood gushed out, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

The whites of his eyes disappeared, transforming into an endless purple-gold galaxy that evolved through destruction and reshaping.

The Dragon of Doom behind him let out a high-pitched roar, its form alternating between rapid expansion and contraction, causing the surrounding space to collapse on a large scale.

The excruciating pain of having his soul torn apart blurred Yu Xiaoheng's consciousness.

If these four forces can successfully merge, they will undergo a transformation; if they cannot be suppressed, the resulting destructive storm will be enough to wipe out the entire continent.

The nine-colored mark on his forehead, representing the inheritance of the Dragon God, flashed rapidly.

Spirit world.

The five law enforcement gods opened their eyes simultaneously, their gazes piercing through the mist and locking onto the far north.

Yu Xiaoheng's body was enveloped in a cocoon of light interwoven with nine colors and dark purple, with dragon patterns flowing on the surface of the cocoon.

The far north was deathly silent, with only the heart beating dully like a heavenly drum.

In the far north, the wind and snow ceased, and glaciers spanning tens of thousands of miles resonated at an eerie frequency. The laws of the continent began to tilt in the direction of Yu Xiaoheng.

Inside the cocoon of light, Yu Xiaoheng's consciousness sank into the boundless chaos.

Four forces intertwined here: the Golden Dragon King's essence transformed into a golden dragon roaring wildly; the Silver Dragon King's essence transformed into a nine-colored dragon swirling the elements; and Austin Griffin's essence transformed into an eight-headed, purplish-black behemoth, tearing at its surroundings with an air of impending doom.

At the core of the chaos, Yu Xiaoheng's Ultimate Dragon Martial Soul coiled up, coldly overlooking these three forces.

"melt!"

Yu Xiaoheng's will resounded in the chaos.

The Dragon of the End opened its massive maw and forcibly pulled the Golden Dragon, the Nine-Colored Dragon, and the Eight-Headed Beast into its body.

boom!

The chaotic world exploded.

A crack appeared in the light cocoon that had been enveloping Yu Xiaoheng.

Glaciers in the far north turned to dust, and the ground within a radius of tens of thousands of miles collapsed by hundreds of meters, exposing the dark underground rock layers.

The thick, dark clouds in the sky were forcibly torn apart, revealing a massive spatial void. Through the void, the outlines of the starry sky and a divine realm radiating holy light could be vaguely seen.

The cocoon of light in the far north shattered.

Click.

A crisp cracking sound echoed throughout the Douluo Continent, and the nine-colored and dark purple light receded, revealing Yu Xiaoheng's figure.

He had shed his human form. His body was covered with dragon scales that intertwined nine colors and dark purple, flowing with mysterious patterns.

Two purple-gold dragon horns, each about a foot long, pierced the sky from his forehead, wreathed in purple flames of divine punishment.

Nine-colored dragon wings unfolded behind him, each flap cutting out dark cracks in the void.

His eyes transformed into a constantly rotating purple-gold galaxy, with nine spirit rings floating around his body.

The last dark purple spirit ring suddenly shone brightly, turning the entire sky dark purple.

As the light swirled, the spirit ring fused with his physical body.

His soul power level is stable.

He is a level 95 Super Douluo, but the essence of his power has transcended the boundaries of mortals.

Chapter 626 The Dragon of the End

The wind and snow in the far north fell silent at that moment.

Yu Xiaoheng stood in the center of the collapsed glacier.

With each breath he took, tiny black cracks appeared in the air.

The level 95 soul power surged through his meridians like a raging tide crashing against a newly formed dam.

He looked down at his hands.

The palm was covered with fine dragon scales, the nine-colored luster intertwined with the dark purple glow, forming an eerie yet perfect balance.

The mortal body transforms into an ultimate physical form that transcends the limitations of the gods.

The Dragon of Doom within his body cheered.

It yearns for its final transformation.

Yu Xiaoheng closed his eyes and guided the Austin Griffin source that had just been absorbed into his body.

This very source of the law of destruction became the most potent catalyst.

The Dragon of the End Martial Soul underwent a dramatic transformation, revealing a completely new form.

In the void, a colossal dragon shadow appeared. Its body was solid, like a real ancient behemoth.

The dragon's head was held high, its two purplish-gold horns piercing the sky, wreathed in an inextinguishable divine flame. The flames no longer raged and overflowed, but instead flowed slowly along the spiral patterns on the horns, like liquid.

The dragon scales were an intense dark purple, with a nine-colored halo inlaid on the edge of each scale.

It was a fusion of creation and destruction.

The ultimate lightning transformed into golden-blue arcs of electricity, leaping across its dragon wings.

The intense flames transformed into golden-red fire patterns, burning on its dragon belly.

Extreme frost and water flow condensed on its dragon claws, forming a crystalline armor.

Light and dark patterns intertwine on its dragon spine, forming a sacred yet sinister ancient pattern.

The gale howled behind its dragon tail, each swing bringing with it hundreds of wind blades.

Seven ultimate elements were forged by the divine punishment purple fire, transforming into the foundation of the new form of the final dragon.

The dragon opened its eyes.

Those were a pair of emotionless, purple-gold starry eyes.

As his eyes moved, a vision of stars dying out unfolded within them.

It sat silently in mid-air, and the surrounding space began to collapse on a large scale.

The laws of the far north bowed before it.

The wind and snow dared not approach within a kilometer of it.

Yu Xiaoheng could sense that his martial spirit had reached a new level, surpassing the essence of a god-king.

His body trembled, and the nine-colored dragon wings on his back suddenly unfolded.

With a flap of its wings, the void was cleaved into two massive black chasms.

At this moment, the bones inside his body turned into nine colors, and were engraved with dense, final dragon patterns.

The Golden Dragon Element Tempering Method is operating autonomously, and its speed is more than a hundred times faster than before.

With his current punch, he doesn't need to use any soul skills; he can crush an ordinary Title Douluo with just his physical strength.

"This is the power of the end times."

Yu Xiaoheng murmured to himself.

He did not become obsessed with this power.

He knew very well that he had not yet reached the end.

His ninth spirit ring had been formed, and his cultivation level had stabilized at level ninety-five.

But his path to godhood has only just begun.

He raised his hand, and an ancient mark radiating nine-colored light appeared in his palm.

That is the mark of the Dragon God's legacy.

Before obtaining his ninth spirit ring, he had only refined the rewards of the inheritance.

But now, he is going to actually walk that path of the Dragon God.

"Dragon God".

Yu Xiaoheng read the name aloud.

His gaze was calm, devoid of awe, only scrutiny.

With a thought, the nine-colored mark on his palm shone brightly.