Three Domains Overlaid, an Invincible Bearing!

Lin Qingmo looked at Qian Renxue, who was as stubborn as a little lioness, and touched his nose helplessly.

The Master's daughter has the same stubborn and unyielding temperament.

He said he would show Qian Renxue his full power.

But if she were to unleash her full power, Qian Renxue could be reduced to ashes.

Well, it's always good to save face for my own precious daughter.

"Going all out would be too much of a commotion."

Lin Qingmo cleared his throat, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

"However... since you insist on this, then I'll show you what the true nature of a domain is."

Lin Qingmo slowly raised his hands.

An indescribable, ancient rhythm stirred between heaven and earth.

"Bite!"

A radiant light shot into the sky from beneath his feet.

The most dazzling jade and the deep purple light tore through the clouds.

A colossal, ancient tree-like silhouette, seemingly stretching from the heavens to the earth and spanning the primordial era, rose up behind the boy.

Ancient Tree of Life and Destruction!

The left half of the tree canopy is lush and green, exuding a powerful vitality that revitalizes all things.

The right half of the branch is a serene dark purple, Entanglement a desolate, eerie light of collapsed order.

The void beneath Lin Qingmo's feet trembled violently.

The first domain has suddenly appeared.

It was a vast expanse of azure blue.

The Blue Silver Domain unfolds!

Blue Silver Grass grows out of thin air from the ground like trees, expanding the kit like a forest!

The breeze, dust, and flowing Soul Power within a radius of a thousand meters were all taken into the boy's view.

Qian Renxue's eyes twitched.

A second emerald-colored beam of light shot across the sky from Lin Qingmo's body.

The Life Domain!

A rich, almost liquefied rain of emerald light fell upon the world.

Withered trees come back to life in spring, and the earth sprouts new buds.

An overwhelming surge of vitality spread like a tidal wave.

Many Soul Master in the stands who had suffered old injuries experienced a surge of energy and vitality under the nourishment of this rain of light.

This is a small perk that Lin Qingmo gave out.

However, this is only the prelude to the grand feast.

Deep within Lin Qingmo's dark pupils, a Berserk bolt of purple lightning tore through the void.

A third, nightmarish, pitch-black cyclone tore through half the sky.

Destruction Domain, unleash your power!

"Snap!"

The dark purple Destruction God Thunder roared madly.

The aura of ultimate annihilation and Annihilation transformed into a raging tornado of natural disaster.

Destruction and life intertwined!

Blue Silver resonate with the ancient tree!

The three domains are perfectly integrated in the void.

They intertwine to form a self-contained, absolute microcosm.

That's a skill that no ordinary Soul Master could possess.

Enveloped in this vast microcosm, the 100,000 spectators felt as if an invisible hand was gripping their throats.

"What... what kind of Monster is he?!"

Breathing stopped!

My soul trembled!

The absolute oppression of the superior organisms over the inferior ants is like a collapsing sky.

The incredibly sturdy granite arena was reduced to dust, finer than dirt, by the relentless assault from these three realms.

Lin Qingmo did nothing.

The entire arena vanished into thin air, disappearing to a depth of three feet.

Qian Renxue, who had been standing in the center of the Golden Flow Storm, was now trembling violently.

The blazing Angel God flames engulfing her were as fragile as a candle flickering in a storm under the combined onslaught of the three realms.

Extinguished.

Collapse.

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, trying her best to keep her long, straight legs taut.

But no matter how she tried to activate her Soul Power, it was to no avail.

That's a dimensional crushing defeat!

A corner of the stands.

The Shrek Academy students collapsed in disarray.

Ma Hongjun huddled in the gap of the chair back, trembling like a leaf.

Dai Mubai's face turned ashen, and he couldn't utter a single harsh word.

Yu Tianheng, Oscar, and the others were also taken aback by Lin Qingmo's invincible demeanor.

As for Tang San...

His overcoat was soaked with cold sweat.

Those eyes, which were originally filled with gloom and jealousy, now had two bright red streaks of blood.

Shocking tears of blood streamed down her pale cheeks.

Tang San stared intently at the three-colored sky reflected in his eyes.

The black and scarlet hues that shimmered around Lin Qingmo.

"Three areas..."

"Four Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring..."

"Why? Why does he possess this power?"

I don't believe it!

"It's all fake!"

"This is an illusion!"

"Yes! This is definitely an illusion that my Purple Demon Eye cannot see through!"

Tang San screamed like a madman.

His fingernails dug deep into the flesh of his palm.

The severe backlash from the forced Ring Detonation detonation was completely out of control under the impact of intense emotions at this moment.

Meridians are breaking down inch by inch!

The Mysterious Heaven Skill's path has reversed!

"Puff!"

A large mouthful of black, poisonous blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out from Tang San's mouth.

His eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

Yu Xiaogang, standing nearby, didn't even have time to help his prized disciple.

The "Grandmaster" sat slumped on the ground, his eyes vacant and his expression blank.

He kept repeating the same phrase. "The insurmountable limits... are all fake..."

"My theory... my life's work!"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned deathly pale. Unable to withstand such a heavy blow, he coughed up a stream of blood and collapsed on the spot.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei stood below the Pope Throne, watching the stage with their eyelids twitching wildly.

"Old Ghost... what kind of Monster is this kid?"

"With these three realms combined, the potential within this kid is probably even greater than that of His Holiness the Pope!"

Lin Qingmo's domain covers the entire area indiscriminately.

Even Ning Fengzhi and Xue Ye, among others, found it difficult to resist, and their faces turned pale.

"Clang!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's sword intent surged wildly, transforming into a cold barrier to Ning Fengzhi, and only then did Ning Fengzhi's complexion improve.

A monstrous wave surged within the depths of Chen Xin's usually calm and composed eyes.

The Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul was trembling and groaning uncontrollably.

"Feng Zhi, this boy is absolutely not to be trifled with!"

Chen Xin's voice was hoarse and trembling, filled with deep shock.

"The perfect fusion of the three domains, coupled with the power contained within those four Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring..."

"His true combat strength has probably already surpassed that of an ordinary Titled Douluo!"

Bone Douluo Gu Rong, swallowed hard, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

To possess combat power comparable to Titled Douluo at the age of 14 is terrifying!

"Thank goodness... thank goodness our Ning Rongrong is in the Imperial Fighting Team."

"If those guys from the Clear Sky Sect dare to cause trouble, they probably won't even know how they died!"

The Thunder and lightning continued to churn across the sky.

"Did you see that clearly?" Lin Qingmo asked casually, "This is the correct way to activate the domain."

He snapped his fingers.

The crisp syllables echoed in the deathly silence of heaven and earth.

The emerald rain of light that filled the sky, the howling dark purple lightning that wreaked havoc, and the vast Blue Silver light all suddenly converged.

In less than half a breath, the strange phenomena in the sky vanished.

The sky was clear and the clouds were light.

It was as if the apocalyptic scene just now was merely a dream.

Only the enormous crater beneath their feet, now reduced to dust, reminded them that the terrifying scene they had just witnessed was real.

The invisible force Binding dissipated.

Qian Renxue's delicate body swayed.

His hands fell limply to his sides.

The Angel Holy Sword, constructed from the purifying fire of ultimate light, let out a mournful cry.

Then it shattered into countless golden spots of light.

Qian Renxue lowered her head.

She stared blankly at her slender, fair hands that were trembling uncontrollably.

Pride, stubbornness, competitive spirit...

Faced with that absolute power difference, it was crushed without a trace.

When the gap is small, people's hearts will generate jealousy and the desire to catch up.

But when the gap is as vast as the difference between heaven and earth, all that remains is awe.

"Phew..." Qian Renxue let out a long breath.

Then it removed all its disguise and spikes.

She raised her head again.

Those once cold and arrogant golden eyes now shone with an unprecedented brilliance and amazement.

She looked at Lin Qingmo and subtly straightened her slightly disheveled clothes.

He then bowed in greeting.

"I lost."

The woman's clear voice echoed throughout the Great Soul Arena.

"We lost utterly, but we accepted it wholeheartedly."

A stunning smile, open and bright, appeared on Qian Renxue's lips.

"The champion of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament belongs to you."

The referee's mouth dropped open.

He has absolutely no idea how to announce the results.

He could only stare blankly at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong sat enthroned on the Pope Throne, her purplish-blue eyes sparkling with an unusual light.

She tapped the Scepter in her hand gently, a smile playing on her lips.

My little man really loves to show off.