Long Xiaoyao

He had originally thought the Body Sect's physical bodies reigned supreme, but now it seemed that before a true top-tier Soul Beast king, they still fell far short.

Holy Spirit Cult Headquarters.

Zhongli Wu's face was so dark it looked ready to drip water. "Titan Giant Ape... remnants from ten thousand years ago! It was actually hiding in the Clear Sky Sect!"

"Combat power comparable to a Limit Douluo... Hmph!"

Feng Ling also put away her charming laugh, her tone grave. "In that case, the Clear Sky Sect's strength will probably have to be reassessed."

Ye Xishui's gaze, hidden beneath the shadows, rippled slightly, as if she, too, felt a trace of surprise at the Titan's appearance.

Sun Moon Empire, imperial palace.

Xu Tianran suddenly clenched his fist. "Clear Sky Sect... to think it still has such a trump card! A Soul Beast powerhouse comparable to a Limit Douluo..."

"It seems the waters of the continent are even murkier than I imagined!"

Ju Zi said softly from the side, "Your Majesty, in that case, our plan to join forces with the Holy Spirit Cult against Shrek and the Body Sect will likely need adjustment. The Clear Sky Sect's stance is of utmost importance."

Clear Sky Sect, mountaintop.

Titan felt the vast, surging reward merge into his body.

His spirit power was compressed and refined to the extreme. Although his level did not rise, its quality underwent a world-shaking change. Its might had far more than doubled!

Two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones radiating a savage, ancient aura automatically found the most suitable spots on his body and fused with them.

They raised his physical strength and defense to another level.

All of his Spirit Ring Lifespans increased by ten thousand years, especially his final few spirit rings, whose colors turned as deep as an abyss.

And that Gravity Domain, strengthened threefold—once unleashed, probably no one below Titled Douluo would be able to remain standing!

"Hahaha! That feels great!"

Feeling the surging, roaring power within him, far beyond what he had possessed before, Titan could not help letting out an earth-shaking roar. The sound waves rolled outward, shaking even Clear Sky Peak until it trembled faintly.

"Big brother! Did you see that? This Old Ape's strength has returned again!"

Niu Tian's figure appeared beside him. Seeing his brother's strength increase so greatly, a gratified smile appeared on his face as well.

But deep in his eyes, there was a trace of solemnity. "Second brother, an increase in strength is a good thing, but the Golden Ranking has exposed us. Whether this is fortune or disaster is hard to say."

Titan waved his hand carelessly. "What's there to fear! We'll block soldiers with generals and cover floods with earth! Perfect timing to let the world witness the might of this Titan Giant Ape again!"

Niu Tian shook his head, his gaze turning toward the still-mysterious Golden Ranking in the sky as he thought to himself, Fifth place is second brother, then fourth place... who could it be? Long Xiaoyao? Ye Xishui? Or...

His speculation did not last long. After a brief silence, the Golden Ranking erupted with light once more.

And this time, the light was a deep, oppressive darkness, as if it could Devour all brightness!

[Douluo Continent Human Spirit Master Power Ranking, Fourth Place: Long Xiaoyao!]

A grand voice rang out, carrying a chilling coldness that made the soul tremble.

The fourth line of the Golden Ranking was shrouded in pure darkness, and a tall, slender figure emerged, handsome in appearance yet carrying an inescapable aura of melancholy and Deathly Stillness.

Extremely pure dark energy coiled around him, as if he were the ruler of the night.

[Name: Long Xiaoyao]

[Affiliation: Holy Spirit Cult]

[Martial Soul: Dark Holy Dragon (top-tier dragon-type Martial Soul, infinitely close to the Extreme Darkness attribute)]

[Soul Power Level: Level 99 Assault System Limit Douluo]

[Title: Dragon Emperor]

[Combat Power Assessment: The Martial Soul Dark Holy Dragon is one of the continent's highest-level dragon-type Martial Souls, with attack power capable of destroying heaven and earth, and defense that is also extremely formidable. His spirit power is as vast as the sea and has already reached the peak of human spirit masters, while his comprehension of the power of darkness is exceedingly deep. As the Grand Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, his strength is unfathomable. Equal in fame to Death Douluo Ye Xishui, he is the true pillar holding up the Holy Spirit Cult. Comprehensive Assessment: ranked fourth.]

[Reward: Spirit Power Compression and refinement doubled, all Spirit Ring Lifespans increased by fifteen thousand years, inheritance of the Dragon Clan Battle Skill "Sky Dragon Claw," one random Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Bone!]

"Long Xiaoyao! It really is him!"

"The Holy Spirit Cult's Dragon Emperor Douluo! A true Limit Douluo!"

"All Spirit Ring Lifespans increased by fifteen thousand years?! And there's a Dragon Clan Battle Skill and a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Bone?!"

The continent shook once again!

Long Xiaoyao's name was not unfamiliar to the top powers.

He was a legendary figure from the same era as Mu En and Ye Xishui, only he had long since fallen into darkness.

Now that he ranked high in fourth place and had obtained such terrifying rewards, just what level would his strength reach?

Holy Spirit Cult.

Fanatical cheers instantly erupted!

"Congratulations, Elder Dragon Emperor!"

Zhongli Wu was the first to bow, his tone filled with awe.

Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui were the true highest combat power of the Holy Spirit Cult; even he, the Cult Master of the Holy Spirit Cult, had to lower his head before them.

Feng Ling and the others also bowed one after another, their faces full of excitement. With Long Xiaoyao ranked so high and his rewards so generous, the Holy Spirit Cult's strength would undergo a qualitative leap!

Ye Xishui nodded slightly, seeming rather satisfied with Long Xiaoyao's ranking and rewards.

Long Xiaoyao himself was deep within the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters, feeling that vast dark power merge into his body.

His Soul Power was compressed and refined, becoming even denser and more terrifying.

All his soul rings—especially the last few red Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings—grew even more vivid and lustrous after their age increased by fifteen thousand years, as if dark blood were flowing within them.

A dragon-claw battle technique inheritance, imbued with the concept of tearing apart the Firmament, was branded deep within his soul, its might peerless!

A hundred-and-fifty-thousand-year left arm soul bone, exuding an aura stronger than the soul bones he already possessed, fused into his body and perfectly matched his Dark Holy Dragon Martial Soul!

His aura became deeper, even more unfathomable. Within that melancholy Deathly Stillness, there seemed to lurk a terrifying power capable of Destruction all things.

Shrek Academy, Sea God's Pavilion.

The atmosphere grew even heavier.

"Long Xiaoyao... fourth..."

Xuan Zi's voice was dry. "His strength was already on par with Elder Mu's. Now that he has obtained such rewards..."

Yan Shaozhe was deeply worried. "In that case, the Holy Spirit Cult has two Limit Douluo in perfect condition, as well as a peak powerhouse like Zhongli Wu... The situation is becoming increasingly unfavorable for us."

Mu En slowly closed his eyes and said softly, "What is meant to come will come."

The Body Sect, the Sun Moon Empire, the Clear Sky Sect...

Every faction felt heavy-hearted because of Long Xiaoyao's ranking and rewards.

A greatly strengthened Dark Holy Dragon Limit Douluo was a threat whose degree was difficult to measure!

After announcing fourth place, the golden Ranking list seemed to radiate an even heavier pressure across heaven and earth.

Only the final three spots remained!

Third place!

Second Place!

First place!

To what divine beings would these final three seats belong?

And just what inconceivable realm would their strength reach?

The entire Douluo Continent held its breath beneath the oppression before the final mystery was revealed.

A storm was coming, and the center of the storm stirred up by the Golden Ranking seemed to be slowly pointing toward the final three people—the strongest three!