Holy Prison's Designs, Di Tian's Scorn

"Don't underestimate this dean!"

A clear phoenix cry rang out as the Power of Light rained down.

Yan Shaozhe soared into the sky, his aura fierce and imposing.

After absorbing the Dragon Pill, Yan Shaozhe had finally pushed open the door to becoming a Limit Douluo.

Though he had only condensed the most ordinary Isotopic Resonance Dual Soul Core, and his overall combat strength was still slightly weaker than that of an ordinary Limit Douluo who had broken through normally,

he was a Limit Douluo now, no matter what.

The realm of a Limit Douluo far surpassed that of a Peak Douluo.

The current Yan Shaozhe was no longer what he used to be.

Yan Shaozhe went straight for an Envoy, a Low-level Envoy.

Even a mere Low-level Envoy was still comparable to a Demi-god-level expert.

After several exchanges, Yan Shaozhe quickly fell into a disadvantage.

"Dean, I'll help you!"

A crisp, chilly shout rang out. A cold moon sliced through the sky, its frigid moonlight carrying ultimate cold as it swept toward the Low-level Envoy's waist.

The Low-level Envoy was startled, but immediately raised a defense.

"Taiyin Rotation!"

Moonlight surged and sank. A graceful figure bathed in its glow, like a goddess of moonlight.

Zhang Lexuan wore tight black clothing. Her eyes were like ink, her lips like vermilion, and she carried an air of cool elegance.

"Lexuan, you came at just the right time!"

Yan Shaozhe spoke excitedly as the Power of Light blazed brighter.

Zhang Lexuan swept her gaze over the battlefield, and her Taiyin Cold Moon Martial Soul scattered endless moonlight.

Having already reached the Peak Douluo realm, Zhang Lexuan possessed an Ultimate Martial Soul, and her combat strength was formidable.

Working together with Yan Shaozhe, she actually managed to hold back the Low-level Envoy's assault