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"He… he actually has two hundred-thousand-year soul rings?"
The Lion Douluo's face froze in sheer disbelief, his emotions a tangled mess. As far as he knew, the only people on the continent who possessed hundred-thousand-year soul rings were Tang Hao, Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, and the Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo.
When he heard from Xue Qinghe that Davis possessed a hundred-thousand-year seventh soul ring, he had been shocked—but he assumed Davis had simply gotten lucky, encountering a hundred-thousand-year soul beast willing to sacrifice itself for him.
But now, seeing the even deeper crimson glow of Davis' eighth soul ring, the Lion Douluo could no longer remain calm.
"Hahaha! Lion Douluo, shocked, aren't you? His Highness the Crown Prince's talent far surpasses anything you ever imagined!"
As he spoke, Lin Qiuyang's Blacksteel Sword thrust from a tricky angle straight toward the Lion Douluo's throat.
"Sixth Soul Skill—Blade and Shadow Mirage!"
In an instant, countless sword shadows burst forth like a storm of arrows, shooting toward the Lion Douluo in a barrage meant to overwhelm him.
The Lion Douluo's expression changed drastically. He quickly released his soul power—his hands transforming into razor-sharp claws that slashed continuously, blocking Lin Qiuyang's surprise attack.
"Hmph! Even if you sneak attack me, you are not my opponent!"
Furious, the Lion Douluo roared. Violent waves of soul power erupted from every pore on his body like a raging flood, instantly condensing into a blazing barrier around him that blocked attacks from all directions.
"Fifth Soul Skill—Blazing Barrier!"
"Fifth Soul Skill—Dragon Piercing Sword!"
Lin Qiuyang's sixth soul skill was a large-area group attack, and though the number of sword shadows was immense, each individual strike was not powerful enough on its own. Facing the Blazing Barrier, Lin Qiuyang chose to concentrate his strength—to use a single strike to break through.
Sword energy surged around the Blacksteel Sword, the roaring power making the air tremble as if space itself were shaking.
Accelerating mid-air, Lin Qiuyang thrust his sword like a dragon, aiming straight at the Lion Douluo's fiery shield.
Boom!
The moment the sword qi collided with flames, the heavens shuddered. A piercing screech echoed through the sky, grabbing everyone's attention.
For a brief moment, the sword aura and the blaze were evenly matched. But soon, with a thunderous roar from the Lion Douluo, the balance shattered instantly.
"Martial Soul True Body—Blazing Flame Lion!"
The Lion Douluo roared, and his muscular frame was suddenly engulfed in surging flames. The fire wrapped around him like a cocoon, and as he broke free, he emerged with a new, majestic form—mighty, imposing, and blazing with unstoppable power.
A terrifying soul pressure swept across the entire valley the moment the flames dispersed. The towering, fiery lion now standing in his place radiated overwhelming might.
At the same time, Lin Qiuyang also activated his Martial Soul True Body. Sword qi and soul power shot skyward, his Blacksteel Sword becoming even sharper as destructive waves of sword energy spread outward, clashing head-on against the Lion Douluo's scorching fire.
With both Title Douluo using their true bodies, their battle instantly entered its most intense phase.
Despite the fierce clash above, the battle did not affect the people below. Gazing at the terrified Spirit Hall soul masters—who were nearly scared stiff—Davis smirked coldly and swung his hand.
"Soul Bone Skill—Gravitational Mire!"
As soon as his voice fell, a terrifying gravity field descended upon the two hundred-plus soul masters. Thirty times the normal gravity instantly forced them to the ground, wailing in agony.
The weaker ones couldn't endure it—their organs ruptured under the crushing force, blood flowed from their seven apertures, and they died on the spot.
Watching their pained expressions, Davis smirked. His ice-fire wings unfurled as he ascended into the air, hovering above them. The soul bone in his left arm shone with an earthy yellow radiance.
Under the tremendous gravitational pull, the surrounding air compressed violently around him. With the soul bone's power, the compressed air condensed into a massive air cannon nearly three meters wide. With a deafening explosion, it shot downward.
"Soul Bone Skill—Titan Sky Cannon!"
Under thirty times gravity, the projectile accelerated like lightning, carrying the force of a collapsing mountain.
In an instant, the invisible air cannon struck a rank-46 defense-type Soul Sect. With the momentum of Mount Tai itself, it crushed the man into powder—so quickly he didn't even have time to scream.
After obliterating him, the compressed air detonated, releasing a violent shockwave through the valley.
BOOOOOM!
A thunderous explosion ripped through the gorge. The resulting hurricane-like blast swallowed the two hundred Spirit Hall soul masters. Limbs tore apart, blood splattered everywhere, and agonized screams echoed like wails of tormented ghosts.
"I didn't expect Titan Sky Cannon to become this powerful under the enhancement of Gravitational Mire…" Davis' eyes sparkled with excitement.
After dealing with the enemies in front of him, he looked toward Zhu Zhuyun's side. As expected, the sisters had already slain the hundred or so enemies on their end—bodies lay scattered, while the sisters themselves remained untouched.
"Zhuyun's side is finished. Next…"
Davis turned his gaze toward the Lion Douluo battling Lin Qiuyang.
As expected of a level 97 Super Douluo, the Lion Douluo's attacks were ferocious. In just a few minutes, Lin Qiuyang was already covered in wounds. If Ning Wenze hadn't boosted his defenses earlier, he would have been seriously injured by now.
But even with buffs, a full five-level gap in soul power wasn't something two auxiliary soul skills could bridge. At ninety-two ranks, Lin Qiuyang still wasn't the Lion Douluo's match.
Seeing this, Davis' expression sharpened.
"Elder Ning—use your eighth soul skill to boost me!"
"As you command!" Ning Wenze nodded. His eighth soul ring lit up, and he chanted a soul incantation. Moments later, a rainbow beam poured into Davis' body.
"Among the Eight Treasures—eighth: Technique!"
As the light merged with him, Davis raised his soul power. His eighth soul ring shone brightly, and a powerful surge erupted from him.
"Eighth Soul Skill—Power of the Earth!"
BOOOOM—!
The ground trembled violently. Davis' soul power spread like a web, connecting to the valley's earth veins and drawing forth the immense power of the land.
Within a radius of several kilometers, all earthly power fell under his control.
Massive earth spikes—five or six of them, each nearly two hundred meters long—suddenly erupted from the ground like colossal spears, thrusting toward the Lion Douluo's back with terrifying speed.
In the blink of an eye, they were about to pierce through his chest.
Sensing the deadly threat behind him, the Lion Douluo's face changed drastically. Feeling the presence of death, he spun around and grabbed one spike with his massive hand—crushing it into dust.
But immediately afterward, dozens more earth spikes shot toward him from every direction, threatening to turn him into a pincushion.
Controlling so many earth spikes simultaneously would have been impossible for Davis under normal circumstances—but with Ning Wenze's support, he could do it with ease.
Ning Wenze's eighth soul skill amplified soul skills by ninety percent—boosting both power and range. This was exactly why, among all the elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Davis chose to bring only him.
(End of Chapter)