"Ah!"
Tang San suddenly let out a painful scream.
He only felt a heart-rending pain coming from his right arm. That burning sensation felt like it was going to burn his soul to ashes.
At the severed arm, the wound was smooth, without a drop of blood flowing out.
The golden light seemed to have cauterized and sealed all blood vessels the moment it severed the arm.
"Huu!"
Tang San lay on the ground, gasping for breath.
His vision was distorted and blurred by the intense pain, cold sweat soaked his whole body, and his teeth chattered.
Tang San subconsciously circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill, but the next moment, his body trembled violently, and the expression on his face became strange. "My Mysterious Heaven Skill actually cannot complete the cycle?"
"Little San!"
Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San's painful appearance, eyes instantly turning bloodshot, panting like an ox.
A Soul Master's body was crucial for cultivation.
Now that Tang San had lost an arm, the circulation of soul power would be hindered. Especially when breaking through to Titled Douluo, the difficulty would increase exponentially.
"Bastard!"
Watching his proudest disciple's future being cut off with his own eyes, Yu Xiaogang's string of reason snapped instantly.
In mid-air, the Golden Saint Dragon's golden scales stood up piece by piece, making ear-piercing sounds.
"Roar!"
The Golden Saint Dragon opened its bloody mouth. Scorching dragon breath condensed into a dazzling light ball in its throat, then sprayed towards Lu Feng.
Wherever the light ball passed, even the surrounding air was distorted by high temperature.
"Hmph, insignificant skills dare to show off!"
Lu Feng's eyes sharpened. Under his feet, a magnificent golden halo spread out, instantly covering an area of several hundred meters around him.
Golden Domain!
Something surprising happened.
The moment Luo San Pao's dragon breath entered the Golden Domain, it was like raindrops falling into the sea; the energy was actually gradually decomposed.
In just a few breaths, not even a ripple could be stirred up.
At the same time, Qian Renxue was shocked to find that her Angel Domain actually resonated with Lu Feng's domain.
"Domain fusion?" Huge waves rose in her heart.
Growing up, she only knew that Martial Souls could perform fusion skills.
But domain fusion?
Simply unheard of!
And at this moment, she clearly felt that her domain was not only not repelled in Lu Feng's golden light but felt comfortable and at ease like a fish returning to the sea.
Even her own Martial Soul was rejoicing.
"Sixth Soul Skill: Angel Roar!"
Accompanied by a deafening roar, Qian Renxue's sixth soul ring lit up.
In an instant, Yu Xiaogang and the other two felt their heads hit by a sledgehammer, buzzing loudly.
Their mouths, noses, ears, and eyes flowed with piercing blood simultaneously. Like meandering small snakes, looking very terrifying.
"Boom!"
The Golden Saint Dragon's body shattered like glass. Yu Xiaogang and the other two flew backwards while spurting blood.
"The power of my sixth soul skill increased by at least double!" Qian Renxue felt her surging soul power, eyes instantly filled with brilliance.
At this moment, Lu Feng walked slowly towards Tang San's severed arm.
"Got it," Lu Feng whispered to himself, soul power pulsing in his palm.
The flesh and blood of the severed arm exploded like fireworks, and a crystal-clear soul bone emerged in the blood mist.
Pink halos flowed like water waves, faintly revealing a phantom of a Soft Bone Rabbit sealed within.
When the soul bone was fully revealed, in an instant, the battle in the entire palace stopped.
The energy fluctuation unique to a hundred-thousand-year soul bone instantly attracted the attention of all Soul Masters.
"This is, at least an eighty-thousand-year soul bone!" Qian Renxue's heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, a trace of desire flashing in her eyes.
As the Young Master of Spirit Hall, she had seen quite a few soul bones, but rarely felt such pure and powerful energy fluctuations.
She herself had absorbed two pieces of the Angel Set soul bones, so she naturally knew the preciousness of high-level soul bones.
And the one in Lu Feng's hand, Qian Renxue had a premonition, might even be a legendary hundred-thousand-year soul bone.
"Junior courting death!"
A thunderous roar struck down from the clouds, and two black shadows smashed towards Lu Feng like meteorites.
She Long and Ci Xue, the two Titled Douluo, didn't even have time to react before being blasted away by the violent soul power, smashing through three heavy palace walls consecutively.
On the Clear Sky Hammers of the two Elders, Tang Ming and Tang Qing, the ninth soul rings were emitting suffocating black light, terrifying soul power fluctuations distorting the space.
The two came to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace originally just to help Xue Beng seize the throne.
When discussing the plan, no one expected to encounter so many obstacles. Even sending out two Titled Douluo, everyone felt it was using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
But the two Clear Sky School Elders never expected that this trip not only failed to secure the throne but even sacrificed the future of their sect disciple.
Losing an arm aside, if this soul bone was lost too, Tang San's soul power would definitely regress by a large stage, only able to maintain at the Soul King level.
Moreover, future cultivation would also be fraught with difficulties.
At this moment, how the two regretted not having all the Titled Douluo of the Clear Sky School act together.
"Be careful!"
Qian Renxue shouted anxiously towards Lu Feng.
The next moment, she activated her Martial Soul Avatar without hesitation. The phantom of the Seraphim rose from the ground, holy light illuminating the entire battlefield.
"Boom!"
The storm raised by the two giant hammers tore spiderweb-like cracks on the ground.
Qian Renxue's long golden hair danced wildly in the strong wind. The moment she came into contact with the hammer wind of the two, the Angel phantom trembled violently.
A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, staining her white clothes red.
"Damn! Stupid woman, using your head to catch hammers?"
Watching Qian Renxue blocking in front of him, the corner of Lu Feng's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
The next moment, five colors of light erupted from his armor.
Five streams of light—cyan, white, red, black, and gold—formed a mysterious Five Elements Array Diagram under Lu Feng's feet.
The moment the two Clear Sky Hammers smashed down, the entire array diagram suddenly reversed, turning into a mountain phantom composed of light.
Five Elements Rotation, Immovable as a Mountain!
"Bang!"
Two violent collision sounds rang out in succession.
Tang Ming and Tang Qing's pupils contracted sharply. Their full-force strike at level ninety-four was actually withstood by a Soul Douluo.
At the same time, a powerful counter-shock force came.
"Boom!"
With a deafening loud noise, the webs of their thumbs and forefingers split open, Clear Sky Hammers flying out of their hands, smashing a distant palace to pieces.
What was more shocking was that the stone slabs under Lu Feng's feet were intact; all impact force was completely absorbed by that Mountain of Light.
"Wah—"
Qian Renxue spat out another mouthful of blood, unable to maintain the Angel Avatar anymore.
She raised her head with difficulty, feeling her vision somewhat blurred. But that figure in front of her eyes was so tall and clear.
At this moment, Lu Feng turned his head back, corner of his mouth slightly raised. "Your Highness, saving your life is not within the pre-agreed remuneration. Got to add money!"