Where Soul Masters Were Truly Powerful

"Xiao Chuan, you make the first move."

Chrysanthemum Douluo stood more than ten meters away from Yun Chuan and beckoned to him. He looked utterly relaxed, nothing like someone about to enter a fight. What he said was even more infuriating.

"If I make the first move, you won't get the chance to."

Yet Yun Chuan did not get angry at Chrysanthemum Douluo's provoking words. He knew that Chrysanthemum Douluo was neither mocking him nor showing off. He was simply stating a fact. If Chrysanthemum Douluo truly struck first, then even if he could only use his first six soul skills, Yun Chuan would very likely be taken out in a single wave.

So Chrysanthemum Douluo's demeanor was not arrogance, but confidence bestowed by his strength!

Although Yun Chuan's physique, capable of bearing seven Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, had already reached the level of a Titled Douluo and even far surpassed Chrysanthemum Douluo's, a Soul Master's true strength had never lain in physical qualities. It lay in all kinds of strange and unusual soul skills. Some enhanced, some weakened opponents, and some made attacks unpredictable and ever-changing, impossible to guard against.

That was where Soul Masters were truly powerful.

So while Yun Chuan could crush Chrysanthemum Douluo in terms of physical ability alone, that did not mean he was stronger than Chrysanthemum Douluo. Those were entirely different matters. For Soul Masters, the soul skills their Martial Souls possessed were the most important measure of strength.

"Then forgive my offense, Chrysanthemum Elder!"

Since the other party had invited him to strike first, Yun Chuan naturally would not refuse. He was not arrogant enough to think his current strength alone could contend with a Titled Douluo. Though his talent was extraordinary, he had yet to fully mature and had not excavated the true power of his sixty points of Innate Talent. Naturally, he was still bound by this world's framework for Soul Masters and could not do anything too contrary to common sense.

"Fire God's Wrath!"

Yun Chuan let out a low shout as his hands rapidly formed seals, assuming all manner of strange gestures. It was as though they resonated with some profound law of heaven and earth. Crimson firelight gradually ignited around him, followed by a vast expanse of flames appearing out of nowhere.

After appearing, the flames seemed to possess wills of their own. Following the changes in his hand seals, they swiftly gathered behind him and condensed into shape. In the end, they transformed into an Immovable Bright King with a ferocious visage, a blue face, and fanged teeth!

This Immovable Bright King was formed entirely from pure flames, brimming with the violent nature unique to fire, like a god of flames wantonly displaying its wrath!

Thus, this move was called Fire God's Wrath!

It was Yun Chuan's application and development of the fire attribute inherent in the Supreme Clear Sky Hammer. In this state, he could bring the power of his flame control to its utmost limit.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's Martial Soul was the neutral immortal herb, the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, which was a plant. Plants generally feared fire unless they possessed fire resistance. Therefore, against a Soul Master whose Martial Soul was a plant, fire attacks would usually settle the matter.

That was precisely why Yun Chuan had unleashed his fire-attribute ultimate move from the very start—Fire God's Wrath!

"Take this, Meteor Fire Rain!"

With a thought from him, the seven- or eight-meter-tall Immovable Bright King behind him let out a violent roar. Flames then appeared from nowhere in the air around it, forming meteor-like fireballs that rained down upon Chrysanthemum Douluo!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

The meteor-like fireballs struck the ground and exploded thunderously.

A vast burst of flames, carrying terrifying heat, ravaged the surroundings!

Fortunately, the test had been arranged in the wilderness, with virtually no forest nearby—only a desolate stretch of plain. Otherwise, Yun Chuan's Meteor Fire Rain would have triggered a horrifying forest fire and reduced everything around them to ashes.

Yun Chuan did not watch where Meteor Fire Rain had landed. Instead, he raised his head and looked upward. Chrysanthemum Douluo was quietly floating in the sky, with nine soul rings around him—two yellow, two purple, and five black—emanating terrifying fluctuations of power.

A huge chrysanthemum floated quietly around his body, faintly giving off a subtle fragrance~

The situation was obvious. Chrysanthemum Douluo had evaded Yun Chuan's Meteor Fire Rain. This was perfectly normal. Whether in speed or reaction time, a Titled Douluo was beyond comparison to a Soul Saint. What did it matter if an attack was powerful? If it could not hit anyone, it was still meaningless.

"Fire Dragon Roar!"

Yun Chuan did not hesitate. The Immovable Bright King floating behind him burned with fury, its expression growing increasingly ferocious. It then raised an arm, and a stream of fire shot into the air toward Chrysanthemum Douluo.

The moment the flames left the Immovable Bright King's arm, they rapidly began to take shape. In the end, they transformed into a lifelike fire dragon over ten meters long. Its serpentine body twisted through the air as it swung its head and tail, pouncing toward Chrysanthemum Douluo in the sky.

Seeing the fire dragon charging at him, Chrysanthemum Douluo remained unhurried. With only a graceful turn, he easily evaded its attack.

But this fire dragon was not a lifeless thing that could only charge straight ahead. After being dodged, it twisted its body, and its massive tail whipped toward him.

Chrysanthemum Douluo seemingly had not expected the fire dragon to turn. Caught off guard, he had no time to evade, but he did not panic. He merely stretched out a hand and gave a light push. Terrifying Soul Power blossomed in his palm and instantly condensed into a shield made of petals, effortlessly blocking the fire dragon's tail strike.

"Boom!"

The fire dragon's tail slammed into the petal shield, and raging flames splashed in every direction. Yet the petal shield was not shaken in the slightest. At most, the flames remained on its surface and continued to burn.

"Oh, what formidable flames." Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at the flames burning endlessly on the petal shield, surprise appearing on his face. He commented to himself, "If they could strike my actual body, even I would need to expend a great deal of Soul Power to extinguish them. But if they cannot hit anyone, what use is their destructive power no matter how high it is?"

As soon as he finished speaking, one of Chrysanthemum Douluo's first six soul rings lit up. He then waved his hand, dispersing the petal shield. At the same time, the huge chrysanthemum around his body began shedding petals one after another, seemingly without end, until they formed a current of petals.

This current of petals was exceedingly strange, carrying a damp, watery aura of its own. Under Chrysanthemum Douluo's control, it swept toward the fire dragon more than ten meters long.

"Roar!"

The lifelike fire dragon let out an angry roar, then spewed a massive torrent of flames from its mouth as terrifying heat spread through the air!

The flames breathed from the dragon's mouth finally collided with the vast current of petals carrying watery vapor!