After all, not everyone possessed a soul spirit like the Emerald Dragon King that could freely traverse space and enable sudden attacks.
Moreover, during spatial traversal, it was impossible to perform any actions. In other words, Yun Ze completed aiming and firing in the very instant he appeared.
To aim in a split second and still hit without missing, accurately striking the vital points of a mecha hundreds of meters away—this was something even an Extreme Douluo could not accomplish.
Of course, the most crucial factor behind taking down two mecha with two lasers was still the overwhelming power of the laser itself.
Without sufficient attack power, no matter how accurate the aim, it would all be meaningless and could never achieve such instant-kill results.
After dealing with the two red-grade mecha, the Emerald Dragon King soul spirit carried Yun Ze toward the black-grade mecha.
Not long after flying, it directly traversed space again, appearing three to four hundred meters away from the black-grade mecha.
This time, Yun Ze did not use any soul-guided weapons. Instead, he released the final soul spirit from his second martial soul—the Mountain Dragon King.
A yellow-brown beam of light burst out from Yun Ze's body and shot diagonally into the sky. As the beam appeared, the surrounding space noticeably grew heavier.
The destruction of the two red-grade mecha had left the black-grade mecha pilots still in shock, unaware that danger was already descending upon them.
They simply could not believe what they were seeing. The red-grade mecha—symbols of overwhelming power in their eyes—had been destroyed just like that?
"Why did it get dark?" Someone sensed something wrong and looked up at the sky. One glance was enough to scare him out of his wits.
It wasn't that the sky had darkened—rather, something massive had blocked out the light, casting them into shadow.
Even the smallest black-grade mecha stood over six meters tall and were flying in combat formation. Blocking their light was no easy task.
Yet the Mountain Dragon King accomplished it with ease.
He raised his limbs upward, his slightly bulging belly facing downward. The posture looked somewhat comical—like a mountain falling from the heavens.
His thickness alone reached a thousand meters. His length spanned several kilometers, and his width exceeded his height. One could easily imagine how enormous his volume was—describing him as a mountain was no exaggeration at all.
After the Mountain Dragon King soul spirit devoured its own skeletal remains, it perfectly inherited its original size and mass.
Its combat power was not particularly strong—but its weight…
That weight was enough to crush a quasi-god with ease.
Of course, there was one prerequisite: it had to actually hit the target. If it missed, it would be no different from an immobile mountain.
Its body was simply too massive and too heavy—even it itself could not move freely.
The Mountain Dragon King activated its gravity domain, applying it to the mecha. They felt as though they were trapped in a swamp, their movements becoming extremely sluggish.
"No—no—!" Terrified cries rang out from inside some of the mecha. The despair in their voices made their fear unmistakably clear.
All eighteen mecha flew with all their might, but within the domain, they could only manage a few meters per second.
This was a gravity domain capable of affecting Super Douluo at levels ninety-six or ninety-seven. These mecha, whose pilots were only at Soul Douluo strength, had no hope of breaking free.
"Attack that monster!" someone relatively calm shouted, aiming his weapons upward and firing at full power.
The panicked operators, like drowning men grabbing at a lifeline, also opened fire. One devastating shell after another shot toward the sky.
The Mountain Dragon King had thick skin and tough flesh. He tanked the bombardment head-on, his descent speed not slowing in the slightest, suffering no real damage.
His defense was astonishing. Forget these shells—even an Extreme Douluo would need to expend serious effort to injure him.
Against the Mountain Dragon King falling from above, the only viable response was to evade—just don't get crushed.
There was no need to attack him afterward. First, attacks wouldn't harm him anyway. Second, it was unnecessary.
With the current soul strength of the Mountain Dragon King soul spirit, it couldn't move its body at all. Once it landed, it would simply become a mountain, completely non-aggressive.
After absorbing its own skeletal remains, the dragon soul—aside from residing within Yun Ze and not needing food—was essentially no different from an independent lifeform.
It could absorb the energy of heaven and earth to replenish itself and did not rely on Yun Ze to supply energy.
Based on the energy stored in the Mountain Dragon King soul spirit, it could exist for at most thirty seconds after being summoned. After that, it would return to Yun Ze's body due to energy depletion.
This was due both to its enormous size and the extreme energy consumption of the gravity domain.
Seeing that their attacks had no effect at all, the mecha pilots were filled with despair.
What kind of monster was this?!
Even those fighting far away were drawn to the sight of this colossal being. Every one of them showed expressions of shock and awe.
Aside from a select few, no one recognized what this creature was—not even extreme powerhouses like Yun Ming, Yu Guanzhi, and Zang Xin.
Some of them may have heard of the Mountain Dragon King before, but in such a tense situation, who would have the presence of mind to carefully identify it?
"Aaaah—!" Screams rang out from within the black-grade mecha as they were struck by the Mountain Dragon King.
The mecha instantly lost control and were crushed straight down toward the ground.
Boom!
The earth trembled violently. A small hill was flattened outright, and the ground collapsed to an unknown depth.
Cracks spread rapidly outward. Centered on the Mountain Dragon King, the land within several kilometers fractured apart.
Near the Mountain Dragon King, these could no longer be called cracks—they were canyons, with裂痕 stretching dozens of meters wide.
The Mountain Dragon King's enormous head looked rather simple and honest. It seemed to want to move, but only its head swayed slightly—its body remained completely motionless.
Yun Ze directly recalled the Mountain Dragon King. Its purpose had already been fulfilled. Leaving it outside would only turn it into a decoration.
After the Mountain Dragon King's massive body vanished, a crater matching its silhouette appeared before everyone's eyes.
Hundreds of meters deep, several kilometers long at its widest, irregular in shape—upon closer inspection, fragments of mecha could still be seen, not fully pressed into the soil.
Countless people were left dumbfounded by this sight, too shocked to speak.
No one even considered the possibility of survivors. In such a situation, survival was utterly impossible—no one believed a miracle could occur.
Even if it had been red-grade mecha that were crushed, the result would have been the same: certain death.
The Tang Sect reinforcements summoned by Zang Xin were completely annihilated—killed simply, swiftly, and without causing any interference to the battlefield.
"You all deserve to die!" Zang Xin roared in fury. The massive losses suffered by his side made it impossible for him to remain calm any longer.
The Sentimental Sword swung violently. Each slash through space left behind black threads—formed where space itself had been severed.
As Zang Xin's attacks grew more ferocious, more and more of the Ten Thousand Demon King's branches were severed.
After the fierce battle, Zang Xin was covered in injuries, his battle armor riddled with dents and damage.
"Fear."
Zang Xin once again activated his fourth soul skill. He slashed out with his sword—no blade light appeared, yet it still affected the Ten Thousand Demon King.
(End of Chapter)