Five Evil Title Douluo
The reinforcements from the Evil Soul Master arrived faster than expected.
Just as the figures surging from both sides of the bridge reached halfway, three completely different Soul Power fluctuations suddenly exploded in the sky above the distant sea, heavy, cold, and carrying the oppressive feeling of Titled Douluo.
The three auras converged on the broken bridge area from three directions simultaneously, moving at an extremely fast speed. Before the people even arrived, the wind pressure formed by their Soul Power had already pressed down.
Tang Wulin's expression changed slightly. "Three Titled Douluo."
Yun Jingheng did not turn around.
He hovered in mid-air, his gaze fixed on the three figures flying towards him, his voice steady yet carrying an undeniable certainty. "Be careful, I'll go and deal with them."
He moved the instant he finished speaking.
The areas covered by the fifth and sixth Soul Skill Soul Skill rapidly outwards.
The nine sword shadows, which were originally confined to a 30-meter area above the broken bridge, now trembled and extended outwards, encompassing nearly 100 meters of space above the entire bridge surface, creating a zone that prohibited any movement.
The crescent-shaped light blades formed by the Moonlight Fills the Sky did not scatter, but instead reassembled into a silver river of light that stretched across the sky, with crimson Soul Ring light surging along its edges.
Yun Jingheng pointed his right hand together to form a blade, and his First Soul Ring shone brightly at the same moment.
Crescent Slash.
Three arc-shaped Moon Blade energies shot out from their fingertips, each over three meters wide, their edges covered with the Lunar Yin Cold Force. The Moon Blade resonated synchronously with the river of light condensed from the Moonlight Fills the Sky, and the cutting surfaces were layered with Yin Force, causing the air to condense into tiny ice crystals that fell wherever they passed.
At the same time, he gestured with his left hand towards the void.
The Soul Tool, nurtured deep within his dantian for many years, emerged in response to the call.
A miniature palace, no bigger than the palm of a hand, entirely silver-white and intricately carved with moon patterns, rose from Yun Jingheng's palm and rapidly expanded the moment it flew out.
The Moon Palace hangs high beneath the moonlit night, its silvery-white surface shimmering with tangible moonlight. An invisible gravitational field expands outward from it, enveloping everything within the broken bridge area under controllable gravitational laws.
The first Titled Douluo advanced the fastest.
He was clad in dark purple Battle Armor, the surface of which was formed from Soul Power and featured ferocious beast-face reliefs. His aura Titled Douluo was overwhelming without restraint.
But as soon as he entered the range of his fifth Soul Skill, his body suddenly froze.
Freeze time for two seconds.
The first crack appeared on the surface of the dark purple Battle Armor, as tens of thousands of Moon Blade, formed from the Moonlight Fills the Sky, simultaneously cut the same point within a fraction of a second.
Immediately following, the first Soul Skill unleashed three consecutive crescent Crescent Slash, each Moon Blade energy precisely cutting into the seams of the Battle Armor that were undefendable in the frozen state.
The Moon Palace hung high above, and its gravitational field focused and tore at the Titled Douluo at the same instant.
The instant time was released, his body was torn apart by gravity from three different directions simultaneously.
The sound of the Battle Armor shattering blended into a series of teeth-grinding cracks, and dark purple armor fragments scattered in all directions, revealing the flesh and blood covered in frost beneath.
Tens of thousands of aftershocks from the Moon Blade followed closely, crushing even the last vestige of life.
From the moment they met to their demise, it took less than three seconds.
The other two Titled Douluo suddenly stopped in their tracks.
One of them, whose Battle Armor was already half-covered, froze on the spot when he saw his companion being instantly killed, his pupils suddenly contracting.
The other person's eye twitched, and a low, hoarse roar escaped his throat as his Soul Power surged wildly towards the surface of his Battle Armor, attempting to achieve complete coverage in the shortest possible time.
But Yun Jingheng had already gotten close to them.
The Full Moon spun to its fullest extent behind him. He pointed his right hand, about to unleash another Soul Skill from his fifth Soul Ring, while his left hand, Moon Palace, repositioned itself in the void, changing the gravitational field's direction to suppression, simultaneously pressing the figures of the two opposite him downwards.
At this very moment.
jingle.
A clear, crisp bell rang out from above.
It wasn't loud, but it pierced through all the noise on the battlefield, like ice water poured over people's heads, causing everyone to pause for a moment.
Yun Jingheng's movements abruptly stopped halfway through.
He looked up.
Under the moonlight, a figure appeared in the sky directly above the Moon Palace.
The person was completely wrapped in a large, grayish-white robe, obscuring their face. Only a bell could be seen hanging from the sleeve, making no sound in the night breeze.
Behind her, nine rings of Soul Ring spread out from her feet, six black and three red.
The man lowered his head slightly and met Yun Jingheng's gaze for a moment across the entire night sky.
Then she flicked the clapper with her fingertip, and it rang a second time.
This time, the sound did not spread, but instead converged into a single line, precisely penetrating the interior of the Moon Palace.
Yun Jingheng felt the connection between himself and the Soul Tool suddenly tremble.
He frowned, and suddenly raised his left hand upwards. The silvery-white light of the Moon Palace surged for a moment, trying to break free from the restraint, but the bell rang again, this time closer and clearer, as if someone was standing next to his ear and gently shaking it.
The light in the Moon Palace dimmed by a third.
On the ground, Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass wrapped around the ankle of an Evil Soul Master, dragging him to the ground. He turned around and looked up at the sky, his gaze locking onto the gray-white figure, and his face darkened.
Gu Yue stood not far from him, the ice-blue prism between her hands rapidly shrinking. She looked up for two seconds, her voice low. "Titled Douluo... no, more than that."
Ye Xinglan had just forced back the last Evil Soul Master on the east side of the bridge with a streak of silver-gray light. She tilted her head slightly, her gaze sweeping over the nine Soul Ring, and after a rare moment of silence, she spoke, "At least level 95."
The gray-white figure high in the sky rang the bell again.
This time, the third ring of the bell transformed into a visible ripple, spreading outwards towards Yun Jingheng. It didn't seem like an attack, but rather like some kind of invisible ruler, locking him in place.
Yun Jingheng hovered in mid-air, the Full Moon trembling slightly behind him. The river of Moonlight Fills the Sky began to shrink, and the light of the nine sword shadows slowly diminished.
Just then, a loud phoenix cry rang out. Yun Jingheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw... a black phoenix!
His pupils contracted sharply the moment they locked onto the black phoenix, and his fingertips clenched slightly.
A layer of dark silver patterns suddenly appeared on the edge of the Full Moon's silvery-white disk.
The entire Moonlight seemed to have been flipped over, its light transitioning from the original cool and clear white to a deeper, more textured silver-gray— the Reverse Moon.
The Second Soul Ring lit up simultaneously.
A silver-gray Moonlight Barrier unfolded around him.
The moment the barrier was created, a pulling force spread outwards, drawing the free-floating Soul Power and fragments in the air toward the surface of the barrier.
The greyish-white figure lowered his hand and rang the bell again.
At the same time, the black phoenix opened its beak and let out a short, sharp cry, and the two attacks landed almost simultaneously.
An invisible and intangible sound wave emanated from the bell, merging with a stream of dark flames spewed from the black phoenix's mouth in the air, like two streams of water of different colors intertwining, pressing down towards Yun Jingheng.
The barrier withstood the impact.
The surface of the moonlight trembled violently, and cracks spread outwards from the point of impact.
He didn't hesitate at all.
Just before the barrier made contact with the attack, he deliberately detonated the Moonlight Protection.
boom.
As the Moonlight Barrier shattered, it transformed into a silvery-white explosive sphere, releasing all the remaining Moonlight energy at the same moment, which exploded in all directions.
The dark flames spewed by the Black Phoenix and the sound waves from the bells were simultaneously pushed back in the opposite direction.
At the moment of the explosion, he had already reversed the attraction of his second Soul Skill into repulsion while actively detonating the barrier.
Before the light from the shattered Moonlight Barrier had even dissipated, Yun Jingheng's body was already being propelled backward by the repulsive force, instantly creating distance between them.
The Moon Palace followed closely behind.
The silvery-white miniature palace traced a smooth arc in the void, sliding away from directly above the gray-white figure high in the sky, and hovering three feet above Yun Jingheng's left hand. The moonlight on the surface of the palace regained some of its brightness.
Yun Jingheng steadied himself as he retreated, his gaze fixed on the black phoenix and the greyish-white figure on its back.
The two Evil Soul Master who were originally in front of him fell down due to the rebound of the attack and the aftershocks of the explosion.