Forcibly Claiming the Angel Holy Sword! Straight to the Mingdou Mountain Range
A violent golden storm raged within the cave.
The white jade steps beneath Dai Huabin's feet cracked inch by inch, and his fifty-nine levels of Soul Power seemed extremely weak in the face of this divine might.
But he didn't take a single step back, not even bending his knees.
"It's just a broken weapon that has lost its master, and it thinks it can subdue me?"
Dai Huabin sneered.
His blood and qi surged violently, the Ultimate Ice Soul Core in his dantian spun rapidly, and the vitality of the Ultimate Light bloodline and the Life Gold of life burst forth.
Two diametrically opposed forces collided wildly within his meridians, unleashing a power beyond reason.
Defy Heaven and Slay Gods!
Dai Huabin's right fist suddenly slammed out.
This punch did not rely on any specific Martial Soul skill, but rather condensed his violent will that disbelieved in fate and disobeyed the divine way into a tangible form.
The platinum-gold fist forcefully tore through the oncoming Sun True Fire and smashed into the Angel Phantom in mid-air.
Boom!
The entire underground cave shook violently, and boulders rained down from above.
The Angel Phantom was blasted apart by this punch, its light dissipating, and its divine pressure was forcibly torn open.
Dai Huabin stepped on the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his figure instantly passing through the golden light barrier and landing steadily in the center of the altar.
He stretched out his right hand, covered in platinum tiger stripes, and grasped the hilt of the Angel Holy Sword.
The intensely hot golden Lie Yan instantly spread from the sword hilt to Dai Huabin's arm, causing his skin to sizzle and crackle.
Dai Huabin's Ice Jade Scorpion Torso Bone and Eye of Life operated simultaneously, using Ultimate Ice to forcibly cool down while using the energy of life to repair his burns.
"Elder Yi, help me!"
Dai Huabin said in a low voice.
Electrolux touched Dai Huabin's forehead with his staff, and pure light magic flowed into the sword hilt along his meridians.
"Heaven and earth are bright, heed my command! Broken spirits, return to your rightful place!"
Dai Huabin poured his domineering will and pure, luminous Soul Power into the sword without reservation.
The Angel Holy Sword trembled violently, emitting a clear, ringing sound.
The six wings at the hilt of the sword slowly closed, and the raging Sun True Fire gradually subsided, transforming into a gentle golden-red stream of light that completely merged into Dai Huabin's palm.
The longsword shrank to three feet and six inches and quietly fell into Dai Huabin's hand.
Just then, a huge hole suddenly appeared in the rock above them.
Several familiar figures leaped rapidly down through the crack.
Zhu Lu was the first to land, her figure moving so fast that only a black shadow remained. She pounced directly in front of Dai Huabin, grabbing his wrist to check his injuries.
"Huabin! Are you alright?"
Immediately afterwards, Snow Empress, Ice Empress, Bi Ji Di Lingxi also fell into the cave.
Ice Empress dusted himself off and was about to complain when his gaze fell on the longsword in Dai Huabin's hand.
She froze on the spot, not even noticing that the half-piece of jerky in Di Lingxi's hand had fallen to the ground.
"What... what is this?"
Ice Empress pointed at the longsword that flowed with holy golden light, his voice slightly stuttering.
"You little brat, you managed to find treasure even after falling into a latrine? This thing's aura is even scarier than that old man's!"
Snow Empress stood to the side, looking at the long sword with an extremely solemn expression.
"This is a true divine weapon. Although its divine essence is incomplete, its grade far surpasses that of Level 9 Soul Tool."
Zhu Lu a sigh of relief. After confirming that Dai Huabin only had a slight burn on his arm, she obediently stepped to his side and helped him brush the dust off his shoulder.
Dai Huabin gripped the longsword, twirled the blade, and stored it in his Storage Soul Tool.
He looked at the huge, blasted hole above him and spoke softly.
"We've made quite a commotion; we can't stay here any longer. Let's head to the Mingdou Mountain Range immediately."
The group nodded and quickly returned to the surface through the broken rock strata.
However, when Dai Huabin stepped back onto the summit of Pope Mountain, a strange, blood-red cloud appeared faintly in the distant sky.
The ruined summit of Pope Mountain, with loose rocks tumbling down the cliff in the mountain wind.
Di Lingxi squatted down, picked up the piece of jerky that had just fallen with a touch of heartache, and patted off the dust.
"It's all your fault for drawing your sword and making such a commotion; my jerky is all dirty now."
Di Lingxi puffed out her cheeks, stuffed the dried meat back into the oil paper package, and turned to glare at Dai Huabin.
Dai Huabin took out a bag of freshly roasted jerky from his Storage Soul Tool and casually tossed it into her arms.
"Enough talk, finish eating and get going."
Di Lingxi caught the oil paper package, opened it, smelled it, and her dissatisfaction immediately vanished. She then began to chew it with relish.
Ice Empress crossed his arms, moved closer to Dai Huabin, looked him up and down, and made clicking sounds.
"I have lived for hundreds of thousands of years and have never seen a human boy with such outrageous luck."
"If you can find a god-level weapon in a ruin, at this rate, could you one day pick up a god's throne while walking down the street?"
Ice Empress curled his lip, his tone full of disdain, but he obediently followed.
Snow Empress walked slowly ahead, her long, snow-white hair fluttering gently in the wind.
"The Judgment Law remaining on that sword was extremely violent. If Huabin hadn't possessed pure Light Origin and Life Force, any ordinary Soul Douluo would have been severely injured by the backlash of the Sun True Fire."
Snow Empress spoke calmly, offering a fair word on behalf of Dai Huabin.
Zhu Lu walked quickly to Dai Huabin's side and gently pulled open his sleeve.
The charred marks on the wrist, which had been burned by the golden light, have faded and new, fair skin has grown back under the alternating nourishment of the life force and the Ultimate Ice.
Zhu Lu was finally relieved and took out a pot of clear spiritual spring water from her storage ring, handing it to Dai Huabin.
Dai Huabin took the water bottle, took two sips, and looked up at the northwest horizon.
The faint crimson cloud that had been there did not disperse with the gale; instead, it swirled and gathered above the mountains, faintly exuding a foul and pungent smell of blood.
That's the direction of the Mingdou Mountain Range.
Bi Ji's emerald green skirt fluttered slightly in the wind, and her expression became somewhat solemn.
"The resentment and malevolent energy ahead are extremely heavy. Ordinary Soul Beast dare not approach that mountain range. It is not a naturally formed death aura, but rather the resentment left behind after a large number of living beings were slaughtered."
As Emerald Swan, Bi Ji is most sensitive to the fading of life.
Dai Huabin wiped the water stains dry and put away the kettle.
"The Mingdou Mountain Range straddle the border between the Heavenly Soul Empire and the Sun Moon Empire. With its treacherous terrain and numerous caves, it has always been a favorite hiding place for Evil Soul Master."
"In recent years, the Sun Moon Empire and the original Douluo Continent have had constant friction, with frequent border clashes. Most of the scum of the Holy Spirit Cult have been taking advantage of this to collect the blood and vengeful spirits of the dead."
Dai Huabin identified the location and sped off along the ridge towards the northwest.
Zhu Lu followed silently to his side, her movements incredibly fast, like a shadow flitting across the rock face.
Snow Empress and Bi Ji walked side by side, their bodies radiating a faint glow, completely concealing the aura of the Ferocious Beast of the Far North.
Ice Empress, meanwhile, was slowly trailing behind the group, dragging along Di Lingxi, whose mouth was stuffed with jerky.
The six of them moved at full speed, their pace incredibly fast, traversing the barren basin and the withered, yellow forest.