Both Sides' Trump Cards

An incomparably sharp spear intent and the fist aura of the Titan God Fist descended simultaneously, tearing through the sky and slamming fiercely toward the Three-Headed Giant Dog protected in the center.

Thick smoke billowed upward, instantly obscuring everyone's vision.

"Did it succeed?"

Yuanen Zhentian asked, his tone laced with a hint of doubt and anticipation.

Xie An's brows were tightly furrowed. His spiritual power had reached the Spirit Origin Realm, and as he extended his senses, the information fed back to him caused his heart to sink; the Demon Monarch had not been harmed, and his aura was still steadily rising.

Neither his World-Breaking Spear nor Yuanen Zhentian's Titan God Fist had managed to break the defense.

A gust of wind blew, and the thick smoke finally dissipated.

There stood the three Hell Three-Headed Dogs in a triangular formation, a deep purple barrier, like a purple pyramid, protecting the monarch within.

Only then did Xie An realize that those light spots were not just flying toward the Demon Monarch, but were also reinforcing the barrier.

Xie An looked at the Three-Headed Giant Dog; the giant dog's six eyes held no fear, no anger, only a mockery that was almost calm.

Xie An took a deep breath and turned to look at the two people behind him.

"Ao Rui, Mo Zihong." Xie An's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty. "Stop holding back, try that."

Without the need for further explanation, the First War God and the Fifth War God exchanged a glance, both understanding the other's intent, and prepared to unleash their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Ao Rui initiated first.

Haori Douluo Ao Rui pressed his palms together in front of him. The moment his palms touched, his eyes suddenly lit up, his originally deep black pupils instantly replaced by gold and red.

Immediately following, his seventh soul ring erupted with brilliant light.

The great sun hanging above his head rapidly descended. That Haori seemed to possess life, opening a massive mouth of flame and swallowing Haori Douluo whole.

During this process of being swallowed, the great sun continued to expand.

It was his Avatar of the Martial Soul, Haori Descent!

At the same time, Magic Zither Douluo Mo Zihong threw his magic zither directly toward that great sun.

A strange smile appeared on the face of the Magic Zither Douluo as his seventh and ninth soul rings pulsed continuously, erupting with astonishing Soul Power.

The thrown magic zither became bright; the zither's main body began to vanish, its strings stretching and elongating, gradually being pulled into a white line.

That white line hung in mid-air, but as it made contact with the Haori, the Haori underwent a transformation.

The originally perfect, spherical Haori extended to both sides, turning into an oval, and that white line stretched across it like a bridge.

The white light did not remain still; at a speed visible to the naked eye, the line split into seven, and the now-oval Haori changed its form to fuse perfectly with the white lines.

Finally, a massive gold-red ancient zither took shape and hovered in mid-air.

"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"

Yuanen Zhentian, standing to the side, said in shock. As a Demigod powerhouse, he could clearly sense the power of this ancient zither; if he were to take it head-on, he definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it.

However, he also discovered the flaw in this Martial Soul Fusion Skill: the preparation time was too long.

Like the Hell White Tiger or other common Martial Soul Fusion Skills, even if they weren't instantaneous, the activation time would never exceed ten seconds.

But for this Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the preparation time alone was a full minute.

If it were aimed at him, he would certainly have attacked beforehand.

However, for the Demon Monarch who was currently being protected, it was perfectly suited.

The zither strings moved without wind, plucked gently.

A peerless wave of energy surged out, carrying destructive power, and struck directly toward the Demon Monarch.

The Demon Monarch's expression changed slightly, all three heads revealing a look of gravity.

The rhythm of the incantations chanted by his mouths accelerated, and purple light spots gathered continuously, simultaneously condensing himself and reinforcing the barrier.

The light on the barrier grew brighter and brighter, almost turning into a solid substance.

"BOOM!"

A massive sound wave rolled out, and the trees within several dozen zhang were uprooted, twisted into fragments by the violent airflow.

Huge flames continued to rise, giving off a scorching, suffocating sensation.

Fire and dust once again obscured everything.

"How is it? Did it succeed?"

Yuanen Zhentian couldn't help but ask again; he asked himself, and he knew he absolutely could not have received that strike.

The world says that the couple, Second War God Long Tianwu and Thirteenth War God Su Mengjun, have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill that rivals the limit.

However, Su Mengjun is, after all, only a level 91 Title Douluo.

But Haori Douluo and Magic Zither Douluo are both Super Douluo, and Haori Douluo is even hailed as the strongest person below the limit.

The attack unleashed by the two was already comparable to, or even exceeded, a strike from a Quasi-God.

The flames finally dissipated, and upon seeing the scene after the explosion, everyone's expression changed.

Of the three guarding Three-Headed Giant Dogs, only two remained, lying in a pool of blood and gasping for breath, the aura on their bodies so weak it was almost impossible to detect.

As for that purple pyramid barrier, it had already shattered, transforming into specks of light that dissipated.

And the Demon Monarch at the very center, if evaluated by the standards of the Douluo Plane, had reached a level of strength that could be considered the pinnacle beneath the God Rank.

Although he had not yet broken through, in terms of a one-on-one fight, no one present except for Xie An would likely be his match.

Even Xie An did not have a one hundred percent certainty of defeating him.

"It hasn't been easy. To think that after expending so much of my heart's blood, I could only elevate myself to this extent?"

"However, to deal with you lot, it is more than enough."

"Humans, come and fight."

Having said that, the Three-Headed Giant Dog flashed forward, reappearing instantly in front of Yuanen Zhentian.

Its blood-red maw opened ferociously; Yuanen Zhentian could not dodge in time and could only use his left arm to block.

With his other hand, he continuously condensed the Titan God Fist, striking directly toward the giant dog's head.

However, the giant dog seemed to feel nothing at all; one head continued to bite down viciously, while another head swallowed the Titan God Fist whole.

Yuanen Zhentian was extremely shocked in his heart. What was even more terrifying was that he could feel his own Life force constantly draining away, being sucked into the giant dog's body through the wound.

No, this cannot go on.

Yuanen Zhentian made a split-second decision, turning his right hand into a blade and slashing toward the area being gnawed upon.

With a pfft sound, a large chunk of flesh was hacked off, revealing gleaming white bone.

Blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yuanen Zhentian quickly put some distance between them, watching the Three-Headed Giant Dog before him with a vigilant expression.

The Three-Headed Giant Dog did not rush to pursue, instead chewing the flesh in its mouth as if it were a delicacy of the world.

All of this happened in a flash, though it takes time to describe; from the moment the Three-Headed Giant Dog attacked to the moment Yuanen Zhentian retreated, less than five seconds had passed.

The World-Breaking Spear suddenly appeared in front of the Three-Headed Giant Dog, and Xie An, clad in his Four-Word Battle Armor, appeared alongside it.

"You all leave first; I will fight him."

"Hall Master!"

Haori Douluo and Magic Zither Douluo had already deactivated their Martial Soul True Bodies.

Both of their faces were pale and their auras weak, yet they were still eager to step forward.

As the initiators of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, they were the ones who understood most clearly just how powerful this Three-Headed Giant Dog was right now.

"It is fine. With the suppression of the Douluo Plane, he is ultimately not at the God Rank."

Xie An shook his head slightly, his gaze remaining locked on the enemy ahead.

"You staying here will only distract me. Only when you leave can I fight without holding back."

The members of the War God Temple wanted to say more, but in the end, they only said one thing: "Hall Master, please be careful."

The five War Gods exchanged a glance with Yuanen Zhentian.

Yuanen Zhentian then took his son and daughter-in-law and followed the people from the War God Temple as they flashed away.

"Hmph, wanting to leave? Not a chance."

An energy orb several times more powerful than the previous one was fired from the mouth of the Three-Headed Giant Dog, but in the blink of an eye, the World-Breaking Spear swept across, intercepting the attack directly.

The Three-Headed Giant Dog was stunned for a moment, then, after a short while, said in a deep voice: "Human, you are strong. State your name!"

"I am merely on the same level as Yun Ming; there is no need to waste words with a dying man."

Xie An replied casually, his World-Breaking Spear sweeping out as he charged directly at the Three-Headed Giant Dog.