String Snaps, Fall (Part 1)

Even Demon King Douluo had not expected that this girl with the Hidden Sea Flower Martial Soul had been concealing a hundred-thousand-year Torso Soul Bone all along. Such a powerful area-of-effect skill was beyond even his expectations as a Titled Douluo.

As five or six more bloody holes were blasted into his already wounded body, Demon King Douluo finally lost his temper.

"Are you brats determined to force this old man to use his strongest attack before you'll admit defeat?"

A blood-red Soul Ring abruptly rose beneath Demon King Douluo's feet, and a terrifying wave of Soul Power erupted from below him.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Fallen Hell!"

The power of corruption spread beneath Demon King Douluo's feet as a powerful barrier expanded outward. Ye Lei, who was charging at the front, suddenly sank into the ground. The next instant, he felt the world before him turn completely upside down. Not only him—Han Nuan was dragged into this inverted fallen world with him.

"Welcome to my Fallen Hell!"

Demon King Douluo shouted madly. His eyes bloodshot, he looked at Ye Lei and Han Nuan, whom he had dragged into this animal world with him, and unconsciously licked his lips.

"My Ninth Soul Skill is immensely powerful. With just you two Soul Douluo, it's impossible for you to break free. Be good and become nourishment for my Fallen Hell!"

Demon King Douluo believed that he was already halfway to victory. However, he had forgotten that the people before him were far from ordinary. Ye Lei was the only person in the entire nation with Twin Martial Souls, and the configuration of his Soul Rings could even rival that lord's.

"Don't celebrate too soon, you stinking old man. How can you be so certain that I'll lose to you? There are countless possibilities