First Battle: Black Dragon Douluo

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The instant all several hundred of Qian Duoduo's shells were swallowed by the Gate of Fallen, the gap between its doors began to writhe again.

Countless thick, viscous black tentacles surged out and lunged toward Qian Duoduo at a frenzied speed.

Qian Duoduo's expression tightened. Almost by instinct, he activated the level-nine Flight Soul Guidance Device on his back.

He darted across the sky, weaving left and right, climbing and diving as he tried to evade the dark tentacles converging from every direction.

But Long Zhanye's Fallen Domain was already fully unleashed.

The pull of the Gate of Fallen and the tentacles' assault grew more violent by the moment.

The entire sky seemed to contract within an invisible net of darkness.

Like a closing cage, the tentacles pressed in on Qian Duoduo from all sides.

Qian Duoduo's heart sank. There was nowhere left to dodge. He roared, "Black Dragon Shield!"

His Martial Soul appeared, and the nine Soul Rings beneath him lit up one after another: two yellow, two purple, and five black. A standard Soul Ring Configuration.

A huge pitch-black shield engraved with dragon patterns materialized before him.

Its edges were sharp as blades, while the dragons on its face seemed to writhe faintly, radiating an immense defensive presence.

The moment the dark tentacles touched the Black Dragon Shield, an invisible force knocked them away.

They struck it like snakes battering a wall of solid steel, producing an earsplitting scrape.

The shield stood before Qian Duoduo like an impassable barrier, carving out a pocket of safety for him.

Yet as Long Zhanye's domain continued to spread, the dark tentacles gradually adapted to the shield's defense.

They came at him in denser, fiercer waves, winding over one another.

Slipping around the shield's edges,