Evil Souls Shatter the Clouds III

"Martial Soul Avatar, Three-word Battle Armor—truly extraordinary! But are you really so naive as to think this can block the Ice-Light Arcane Bullets of the Lieyun Great Formation? Die!" Zheng Long laughed wildly. He was about to personally destroy a Title Douluo—and a Title Douluo from the Evil Soul Tower at that. Such an achievement would surely shock the entire Cangyun Empire.

"The Lieyun Great Formation, huh? Let me see just how wild you really are. Are you stronger, or am I fiercer?" Poison Rock Douluo charged straight ahead, true madness bursting from his eyes. Ignoring the power of the Ice-Light Arcane Bullets, he rushed forward with nothing but his Martial Soul Avatar and Three-word Battle Armor. Behind Poison Rock Douluo, five enormous dark-red molten spheres were already prepared, waiting for the final collision.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After a full five minutes of frenzied clashes, not a trace of energy fluctuations remained in the sky. Only a bright moon hung overhead. Amid the dead silence, a staggering figure slowly climbed to his feet. It was Poison Rock Douluo.

The outcome was the same. Poison Rock Douluo had suffered a crushing defeat, while Zheng Long still floated in the sky, completely unharmed.

"Cough, cough, cough... This Lieyun Great Formation really nearly took my life! If I hadn't dodged at the last moment, I probably wouldn't be here today!" Poison Rock Douluo's eyes flickered with every kind of emotion—fear, excitement, and exhilaration. "If I hadn't run out of Soul Power, I would definitely have fought another round!"

"Come back. Your task is already complete," Vengeful Ghost said at that moment. His calm voice spread across the entire battlefield. The people of the Evil Soul Tower immediately fell silent, while Du Tao and Zheng Long of the Lieyun Sect felt their hearts tighten.