Battle Between Limit Douluos

"Both as Limit Douluos, your Martial Soul attribute still cannot completely suppress mine."

Qian Daoliu said disdainfully. As soon as his words fell, he leaped into the air, and his Third Soul Ring shone with a dark black glow.

"Third Soul Skill: Angel's Sword."

Qian Daoliu shouted.

A divine sword gleaming with golden light appeared in his hand, carrying terrifying Power of Light that dispelled all surrounding darkness.

With a twist of his wrist, Qian Daoliu sent a sharp sword qi slicing through space toward the Black-Robed Elder.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Ghost God's Claw."

The Black-Robed Elder's expression finally turned serious as the fourth Black Soul Ring on his body lit up.

At the same time, a claw shrouded in black mist floated before him, releasing dense Darkness Power. Ripples spread through the surrounding space as it clawed toward the Angel's Sword at an eerie speed.

"Bang!"

The collision between light and darkness produced a tremendous explosion, forcing both men back a hundred paces.

The remaining energy shockwave directly reduced everything within a radius of ten li to nothingness before continuing to blast through the entire forest with violent force, causing the deaths of countless soul beasts.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Rumble! Rumble!"

Just like that, Qian Daoliu and the Black-Robed Elder began their battle. The commotion they caused was earth-shaking, indirectly triggering unrest among the soul beasts throughout Sunset Forest.

At the same time, the disturbance here drew powerful outsiders to watch. However, after sensing the aura of Titled Douluo-level experts, they all fled at once to avoid being accidentally killed.

At that moment, the Black-Robed Elder seemed to receive some information. He turned to glance at the boy behind him, his expression turning stern as wave after wave of violent aura erupted from his body.

"Angel Douluo, I won't waste any more time with you. Next, I'll let you witness the power of the Ghost God Martial Soul."

"Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul Avatar."

"Eighth Soul Skill: Ghost God's Gate of Hell."

The Black-Robed Elder's seventh and eighth Soul Rings continuously lit up. The explosive aura of the 100,000-Year Soul Ring ravaged the surroundings, and a bewitching red covered the entirety of Sunset Forest.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Sensing the aura of the 100,000-Year Soul Ring, all the surrounding soul beasts trembled on the ground and let out low, mournful cries.

The Ghost God Martial Soul finally displayed the might of a true Divine Martial Soul. Black light pierced the heavens, darkness blanketed the earth, and not a trace of light could be seen.

A powerful sense of crisis immediately surged in the hearts of Qian Daoliu and the other two.

"You two stay here and don't move!"

Qian Daoliu's expression was incomparably grave as he cautiously instructed Luo Chen and Qian Renxue, casting another barrier to protect them.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul Avatar."

Qian Daoliu said solemnly.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul appeared, and its vast Power of Light dispelled much of the darkness in Sunset Forest. Yet the next sight made Qian Daoliu and the others' scalps tingle.

A black gate had appeared in the void, from which grotesque monsters poured forth endlessly, each radiating the aura of a Titled Douluo.

What kind of Soul Skill was this?!

It was so bizarre!

It could actually summon so many Titled Douluo-level monsters out of thin air. Even with his strength, dealing with them would be extremely troublesome, not to mention that Qian Renxue and Luo Chen were behind him.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Angel's Holy Light."

Qian Daoliu's eighth 10,000-Year Soul Ring shone brilliantly. Specks of golden light gradually emerged before him, brimming with terrifying Soul Power.

With a sweep of Qian Daoliu's hand, all the light specks transformed into a straight beam infused with astonishing angelic Power of Light, blasting toward the Titled Douluo-level monsters ahead.

In an instant, Qian Daoliu condensed more light specks, gathered them together, and blasted them toward the black gate in the sky.

"Rumble! Rumble!"

One Titled Douluo-level ghost after another was silently annihilated in the void.

"Not good!"

Suddenly, alarm bells blared in Qian Daoliu's heart as a fatal attack descended upon him.

"Angel Douluo, you let your guard down."

"Eighth Soul Skill: Ghost God's Netherworld Fist."

Without anyone noticing, the Black-Robed Elder appeared behind Qian Daoliu. His eighth Soul Ring flashed red once more.

A fist emanating Netherworld Darkness Power fiercely struck toward Qian Daoliu's back.

"Grandfather!"

Qian Renxue noticed the sudden change and cried out loudly, her eyes filled with worry.

"Watch out!"

At the same time, Luo Chen also shouted a warning. He had never expected Qian Daoliu, known as invincible in the sky, to fall into a disadvantage in this battle. Was this the strength of the Ghost God Martial Soul?

"Bang!"

Upon noticing it, Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically. He immediately turned around and raised both arms before him to block.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Angel's Defense."

Qian Daoliu's fifth Soul Ring shone, and a golden barrier revealing formidable defensive power tried to block the fist.

But how could a mere 10,000-Year Soul Skill possibly withstand the might of a 100,000-Year Soul Ring?

White light exploded, and Qian Daoliu was sent flying several thousand meters. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth as Ghost God Power continuously invaded his body. The Soul Power within him gradually drained away, beyond his ability to stop.

"Damn it!"

In the blink of an eye, Qian Daoliu arrived beside Luo Chen and Qian Renxue, his gaze vigilantly fixed on the Black-Robed Elder.

What the hell were these black threads? Why couldn't even Angel Power drive them away?

Could this be the eerie aspect of the Ghost God Martial Soul?

No wonder the inherited Martial Soul of Ghost Gate had struck terror into the hearts of the world ten thousand years ago.

"Don't waste your strength. In your current state, you simply cannot completely remove Ghost God Power. It seems Angel Douluo, your strength is nothing special after all."

The Black-Robed Elder smiled faintly and slowly walked toward Qian Daoliu.

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen's expression became unsightly. He had not expected such a twist to arise on this trip.

If even Qian Daoliu was no match for the Black-Robed Elder, wouldn't they die in Sunset Forest?

Just then, an idea flashed through Luo Chen's mind, and his eyes flickered. Perhaps his First Soul Skill: Light of Life could remove the Ghost God Power from Qian Daoliu's body. After all, his Life Force belonged to the Supreme Power.

I'll treat a dead horse as if it were alive!

"Buzz!"

Brilliant light shone from Luo Chen's eyes as the Nine-Colored Staff Martial Soul appeared. Nine-colored divine light spread through the surroundings, dissolving the Darkness Power around them.

A yellow Soul Ring rose beneath Luo Chen's feet. As for why the color of Luo Chen's Soul Ring had changed—

Naturally, it was because Luo Chen had spent 600 Luck Points in the Luck Store on the way to Sunset Forest to purchase two items. He planned to find an opportunity to give the remaining one to Qian Renxue.

Their effect was to freely alter the color of Soul Rings. After all, his First Soul Ring was a black 10,000-Year Soul Ring, which was far too conspicuous and might cause unnecessary trouble.

"Hm? This Martial Soul..."

The instant Luo Chen's Martial Soul appeared, the Black-Robed Elder on the opposite side paused slightly. His probing gaze fell upon Luo Chen.