Bibi Dong hovered in the air, her arms transformed into emerald-green spears from the forearms down. This made her look like an undead envoy beneath the Death God, wielding sharp spears to reap the souls of the world.
Eight Soul Rings rose and fell around her body. Whether the ink-black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings or the blood-red Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, each contained incomparably powerful strength.
The Title Douluo observing the battle from afar felt their scalps go numb. Was this the terror of Twin Martial Souls?
"You are the first person in all these years to make me use this form."
Bibi Dong stared coldly at Zhao Xuan.
Zhao Xuan curled his lips slightly, his tone carrying a hint of mockery. "Should I feel honored, then? Enough nonsense. Come on!"
As soon as he spoke, Zhao Xuan took a deep breath. Two blazing masses of lightning emerged in his pupils, purple-gold lightning filling his eyes. His black hair gradually transformed into energy and lengthened to his ankles, turning a bright purple gold as it billowed wildly.
Centered around the lightning mark on his forehead and his eyes, purple-gold patterns spread across his entire body. Tiny lightning serpents darted continuously over his skin and hair.
"Rushing Thunder!"
Zhao Xuan no longer held back. After activating the Demon God True Body, he swiftly entered battle mode.
His movements were incredibly fast, impossible to catch with the naked eye. To ordinary people, he was merely a bolt of lightning flashing through the sky.
Purple-gold divine lightning streaked across the heavens, aimed directly at the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor.
"Ha!"
Zhao Xuan let out a low shout several dozen meters before Bibi Dong, then threw a punch. The powerful fist force shattered space, collapsing it into a hollow void. Hundreds upon thousands of spatial cracks