Bibi Dong hovered in midair, her arms from the forearms down transformed into emerald-green spears, making her look like an undead envoy beneath the Death God's command, wielding sharp spears to reap the souls of the world.
Eight Soul Rings rose and fell around her body. Whether the pitch-black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings or the blood-red Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, each contained immensely powerful energy.
The Titled Douluos watching the battle from afar felt their scalps tingle. 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.
The corners of Zhao Xuan's lips curled up slightly, his tone carrying a hint of ridicule. "Then should I feel deeply honored? Enough nonsense. Come on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xuan drew 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 streamed wildly behind him.
Centered on the lightning mark between his brows and his eyes, purple-gold patterns spread across his entire body. Tiny lightning serpents continually darted across his skin and hair.
"Racing Thunder!"
Zhao Xuan no longer held back. After activating his Demon God True Body, he swiftly entered a combat state.
His movements were astonishingly fast, impossible to follow with the naked eye. To ordinary observers, he was only a streak of lightning flashing through the sky.
Purple-gold divine lightning streaked across the heavens, aimed directly at the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor.
"Hah!"
Several dozen meters in front of Bibi Dong, Zhao Xuan let out a low shout and threw a punch. The powerful force of his fist shattered space, causing it