"Ah—!"
The Frost Wolf Soul Master let out a shrill scream as one of his arms was severed by the dark-golden sharp claws.
Not long after, this ninety-seventh-level Super Douluo from Shrek Academy was killed. His death was miserable—his body left incomplete.
"Roar—!"
After killing him, the Dark-Golden Terrorclaw Bear let out a roar toward the sky, venting the joy of victory.
Very soon, it joined the other battles. One opponent was simply not enough to satisfy it.
Lin Er transformed into a gigantic Dragon Turtle, standing over fifty meters tall, its thick shell as massive as a mountain.
Its opponent was also a powerful expert from Shrek Academy, with a cultivation level of ninety-eight. With the support of three-word battle armor, he possessed quasi–demigod-level strength.
With nearly a 20% combat boost from his quasi–Dragon God bloodline, the Dragon Turtle—already extremely close to peak strength—was not inferior to his opponent.
The two were closely matched, their battle intense and deadlocked. Judging by the situation, unless one side made a major mistake, it would be difficult to determine a winner.
"Roar—!"
A streak of purple light shot out from Yun Ze's body, transforming into a massive Thunder Sacred Dragon.
The Thunder Sacred Dragon made no effort to restrain its size. Its body stretched over a hundred meters long; with its wings spread wide, it seemed capable of blotting out the sky.
The already multicolored sky was now filled with thunder and lightning, bolts as thick as thighs containing terrifying power.
After absorbing its own skeletal remains, the Thunder Sacred Dragon soul spirit was able to condense into a physical form—flesh and blood—and its strength was quite respectable, capable of unleashing combat power at roughly the ninety-fifth level.
Appearing at the same time was the Emerald Dragon King soul spirit. It restrained its size, measuring only about ten-plus meters in length, hovering beside Yun Ze with wings spread.
The strength it could display was even greater than that of the Thunder Sacred Dragon, reaching around the ninety-sixth level.
"Boom—!"
The Thunder Sacred Dragon spat out lightning. A lightning orb several meters in diameter fell toward a Titled Douluo below.
That Titled Douluo had just been repelled and hadn't even had time to catch his breath before he sensed danger descending from the sky.
"No—!"
The man's face filled with terror. He cried out instinctively but failed to evade in time and was struck by the lightning orb.
His entire body was enveloped in lightning, destructive arcs continuously striking him within.
Metal conducts electricity. Wearing three-word battle armor, he suffered lightning damage nearly forty percent stronger than normal.
The soul beast fighting him seized the opportunity. Its eighth soul ring flashed—actually activating its innate talent skill.
With the two attacking in tandem, they directly killed this ninety-fourth-level three-word battle armor master from the Tang Sect.
"Vile beasts!"
Seeing this, the Tang Sect experts were instantly enraged. One of the ninety-eighth-level Tang Sect powerhouses broke free from his opponent and charged toward the Thunder Sacred Dragon.
"Act," Yun Ze said calmly.
The Emerald Dragon King soul spirit beside him understood immediately, releasing intense spatial fluctuations.
The space around this quasi–limit-level expert twisted violently. The sudden change caused his expression to shift, and then he vanished from where he stood.
He reappeared back at his original position, as if he had never moved at all.
Facing him were Lin Si—over three hundred thousand years old—and a hundred-thousand-year Golden-Winged Condor. The two struck simultaneously, giving him no chance to break free again.
The Thunder Sacred Dragon moved opportunistically in the sky, launching lightning attacks whenever the timing was right to support the fighters below.
The Emerald Dragon King also played a support role, using its spatial abilities to aid its allies, helping them avoid certain fatal attacks.
Yun Ze took out the three soul tools that stored Dragon God Claw. The controller was held in the hand behind his back.
He was positioned high above, looking down from above, taking in the entire battlefield at a glance. His main focus was on the four experts at the ninety-eighth-level tier.
At the right moment, he pressed the first button on the controller. The soul tool locked onto Hao Ri Douluo from the War God Hall.
The soul tool activated instantly. The surrounding space trembled violently from the sheer terror of the energy, and a golden claw imprint shot forth.
The might of the Dragon God Claw was truly earth-shattering. Everyone who sensed its power turned their gaze toward it.
When Guan Yue saw the attack, he could no longer stay calm and shouted anxiously, "Ao Rui, dodge—now!"
Ao Rui, whose martial soul was the Radiant Sun, tensed his muscles as uncontrollable fear surged through him. It was a deadly crisis.
If Yun Ze weren't certain the opponent couldn't evade, he wouldn't have launched the attack so casually.
This Dragon God Claw was something Ao Rui simply could not dodge.
He turned back in terror, the golden claw imprint rapidly enlarging in his pupils.
"No—!"
The experts of the War God Hall all felt anxious, worried for Ao Rui.
The Dragon God Claw struck Ao Rui, tearing apart his three-word battle armor. The sharp and domineering dragon claw blasted him hundreds of meters away.
"Pfft—!"
After stabilizing himself, Ao Rui spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale as paper, his aura incredibly weak—less than half his life remained.
It was only thanks to the protection of his three-word battle armor that he survived. Otherwise, that single Dragon God Claw would have killed him outright.
Even so, he was not far from death. His condition was dire: a wound deep enough to expose bone marred his chest, even his heart bearing an injury over an inch long.
Just as he steadied himself, thunder struck down from the sky with pinpoint accuracy.
After the electric light faded, a charred corpse fell from above.
The First God of War of the War God Hall—a super powerhouse just one step away from the limit realm—had fallen.
"No—!"
Guan Yue cried out in grief and rage. Ao Rui was his brother. How could he not be furious after seeing him die like this?
"You little bastard, I will kill you today!"
Guan Yue glared at Yun Ze, his eyes bloodshot.
Yun Ze glanced at Guan Yue indifferently, then looked away. "Xiong Da, later on, leave him with one breath."
"Got it," Xiong Jun replied, understanding Yun Ze's meaning. He looked at Guan Yue and grinned.
"Grandson, I was originally planning to tear you apart."
"But since you dared to insult the young master, I'll let him burn you to death instead. Hahaha!"
As he spoke, Xiong Jun moved to block Guan Yue, making sure he couldn't attack Yun Ze.
"They really kill without hesitation," Gu Ming said, his heart pounding. When they go for the kill, there's absolutely no room for mercy.
"Xu Lin, that should be the soul tool you mentioned last time, right?" one elderly man asked excitedly.
His focus was entirely on the soul tool. A fanatical gleam flashed in his eyes—he had an almost obsessive love for soul tools.
As a director on the Star Luo Continent, after learning of this soul tool's existence, he had already passed the information back to Sun Moon Royal Academy.
Xu Lin had also discussed this matter with Gu Ming and several high-ranking members of the Federation Research Institute.
"It should be," Xu Lin said, equally excited. "Judging by the power, the skill stored in that soul tool should be at the limit tier."
After killing that man, Yun Ze showed no emotional fluctuation. He continued observing the battlefield—there were still two soul tools unused.
He didn't care which faction the man came from. Once the battle had begun, everyone was someone who could be killed.
"Except for those at the limit tier, everyone else take the bloodline pills. End this quickly," Yun Ze's voice rang out across the battlefield, amplified by soul power.
Upon hearing this, no one hesitated. They immediately took out the blood-red pills they had prepared in advance and swallowed them.
(End of Chapter)