Chapter 94: The Battle Begins, Copying the Soul
"Since you insist on making an enemy of me, don't blame me for being impolite."
Zhong Li Wu's voice was cold as ice, and the tail end of his words carried a chilling smile.
Before he could finish speaking, a silver light suddenly erupted from his palm. As the light slowly dissipated, a mirror with strange patterns floating in front of him, emanating a hazy mist from its surface.
"Not good, be careful, it's the Soul Ring Copying Mirror!"
Xuan Lao's pupils shrank sharply, immediately recognizing the terrifying item.
At the same time, he quickly retreated, releasing a vast amount of soul power beneath his feet. His body shot backward like an arrow.
Du Busi also changed his expression drastically and quickly moved away from the area.
According to the introduction from Star Auction Pavilion, the power of the Soul Ring Copying Mirror was simply too outrageous.
Although it was uncertain whether it could copy soul techniques or perfectly execute the copied power, Star Auction Pavilion had never engaged in a fraudulent auction.
This situation made everyone present dare not take the slightest chance.
A sense of gloom instantly covered everyone's hearts as they realized they had completely forgotten about the Soul Ring Copying Mirror, which could change the outcome of the battle.
Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to Mu Lao. This elderly man, with his white hair and imposing presence, was the only Limit Douluo present, and he became everyone's last concern.
If Zhong Li Wu copied Mu Lao's soul, soul skills, and terrifying soul power, the impending disaster might be unimaginable.
"Mu Lao, be careful!"
Xuan Lao's voice became sharp as he dashed forward, positioning himself in front of Mu Lao.
A vast amount of soul power circulated around his body, forming a layer of golden light, like a solid armor.
His eyes were filled with vigilance and concern. Although he wasn't sure about the side effects of the Soul Ring Copying Mirror, there was only one thought in his mind: they could not let Zhong Li Wu succeed. If they did, the entire continent would be plunged into darkness.
"Trying to escape? Impossible!"
Zhong Li Wu's mouth curled into a wicked smile, his eyes flashing with madness.
He formed hand seals, and his soul power surged into the mirror like a tidal wave.
"Boom!"
The Soul Ring Copying Mirror erupted with a blinding silver light. In that light, countless mysterious symbols flickered and swirled, resembling ancient incantations.
A light pillar shot out from the mirror, like a spear of light, instantly enveloping Mu Lao.
Mu Lao's face changed dramatically. He felt a cold and powerful force surge into his body along with the light pillar, like a swarm of greedy leeches desperately probing his soul and soul power.
He attempted to resist by circulating his soul power, but the force clung to him like a parasite, impossible to shake off.
"This is bad!"
Mu Lao couldn't help but inwardly curse, but it was too late.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion sounded as if the entire world trembled.
A brilliant golden light erupted from Zhong Li Wu's body. Within the light, an aura identical to Mu Lao's, filled with terror, shot up into the sky, expanding its pressure in all directions.
The ground cracked under the pressure, with cracks spreading like a spider's web, and nearby trees were reduced to dust.
"Hahahaha, Mu En, thank you for the power of your soul! So this is the power of a Limit Douluo? Truly extraordinary!"
Zhong Li Wu laughed, his voice filled with arrogance and pride.
He slowly opened his eyes, and golden flames flickered in them. It was the power of Mu En's Bright Sacred Dragon martial soul.
He casually waved his arm, and powerful soul energy waves expanded from him like waves, distorting the air and producing sharp shrieks.
"Fall back!"
Mu Lao's face was grim as he shouted loudly.
Xuan Lao hurriedly pulled everyone back, and their robes fluttered in the powerful wind. Each person exerted all their strength to stabilize themselves.
The crowd was stunned. They never imagined that the Soul Ring Copying Mirror could perfectly replicate Mu Lao's Limit Douluo power.
This completely shattered their understanding of soul tools.
However, they did not retreat.
"Everyone, be careful. Let's go together! We cannot let him escape with the 'Sky Devouring Spirit Technique.'"
Mu Lao's voice was firm and powerful, reverberating through the battlefield.
The strong members of Shrek Academy and the Body Sect shouted in unison, their auras shining brightly.
In an instant, the shadows of various martial souls appeared behind them, their brilliant soul power lighting up the entire sky.
"Copied power is, in the end, just a false illusion."
Mu Lao's expression was solemn, his gaze sharp as an eagle, locked on Zhong Li Wu.
He observed Zhong Li Wu's every move and soon noticed a flaw.
Although Zhong Li Wu had copied his martial soul, soul ring, and soul power level, his movements were obviously clumsy, and his control over the power was very awkward.
It was a sense of unfamiliarity with the immense power, like a child wearing the armor of a giant — all show, but unable to exert true force.
Mu Lao knew that Zhong Li Wu wouldn't be able to fully adapt to this power in a short time.
But he also knew that they needed to end this quickly. Once reinforcements from the Holy Spirit Sect arrived, the situation would become even more dangerous.
Especially with the two mysterious and powerful beings of the Holy Spirit Sect. If they showed up, even Mu Lao wasn't sure he could leave unscathed.
"Let me handle this."
Mu Lao stepped forward, his every step steady and powerful.
"Boom!"
A terrifying aura exploded from his body, and the frail body that seemed so old earlier now seemed like a towering mountain, emanating a pressure that made the heavens and earth submit.
The dazzling Bright Sacred Dragon martial soul spiraled behind him, casting golden light across the sky. The dragon's might reverberated, twisting the surrounding space.
"Truly the anchor of Shrek Academy: the Dragon God Douluo Mu En."
Zhong Li Wu felt this aura and his heart trembled involuntarily.
Even though he had copied Mu Lao's power, facing a real Limit Douluo, the oppressive feeling rising from the depths of his soul still caused him to feel a chill.
A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, soon replaced by madness: "Even you, today, will not stop me!"
"Some abilities can't be copied!"
Mu Lao sneered, his body flaring with golden light. An aura of imperial dominance spread throughout the battlefield in an instant.
His eyes gleamed with golden light, containing boundless power.
"Ascend to the heavens!"
With a loud shout, Mu Lao's body flashed like a golden lightning bolt, disappearing from his original position.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhong Li Wu, each punch and kick carrying the force to destroy the world, and the fusion of his unique spiritual and physical attacks made his strikes unpredictable.
Zhong Li Wu's pupils contracted, feeling the deadly threat.
In a rush, he tried to defend with the copied power, but his unfamiliarity with the force caused his defense to have glaring holes.
Mu Lao's attacks rained down like a storm. As golden light flashed, Zhong Li Wu only saw a blur before being struck by a tremendous force, sent flying like a kite with its string cut.
"Not good!"
Zhong Li Wu steadied himself in mid-air. He immediately felt the terrifying power of "Ascend to the heavens." It wasn't just physical damage; it was also a heavy blow to his spirit and confidence.
As he distractedly tried to regain composure, a sharp pain suddenly surged through his body.
It turned out that the power of the Bright Sacred Dragon, copied by the Soul Ring Copying Mirror, was inherently incompatible with his own evil martial soul.
(END CHAPTER)
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