Domain Emerges, Suppressing the Golden Generation

Red mist permeated the air, instantly swallowing the entire Spirit Fighting Arena.

Qin Yao's figure vanished from the sight of everyone outside.

The moment he entered the range of the red mist, a strange sense of sluggishness enveloped his entire body. His senses felt as if they had been covered by a thick layer of gauze; his hearing, vision, and sense of smell all became blurred and indistinct.

A cloying, sickeningly sweet fragrance filled the air, infiltrating every pore, attempting to drill into his mind and disrupt his focus.

This domain is somewhat interesting, Qin Yao whispered to himself.

He could feel that the red mist was not only suppressing his senses but also continuously weakening his spirit power, making even his movements feel somewhat stagnant.

If an ordinary spirit master were to fall into this, they would likely lose their sense of direction within ten seconds and be left at the mercy of others.

Unfortunately, he was no ordinary spirit master.

High above on the platform, Qian Daoliu sat motionless, his face still wearing that calm and indifferent expression, as if he had absolute confidence in his grandson.

Bibi Dong, however, leaned forward slightly.

She knew the power of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill "Demon Charm" better than anyone. Within the red mist, the triple suppression of senses, spirit power, and movement was almost unsolvable.

No matter how much of a genius Qin Yao was, he was only twelve years old. No matter how steady his temperament, facing such an unknown and bizarre domain, it was inevitable that he would panic. As long as he faltered, Nana and Xie Yue would have countless ways to defeat him.

However, the next moment, everyone's expectations were shattered.

"Hum!"

A slight humming sound resonated within the red mist, and immediately after, a dark purple figure actually broke through the top of the mist and soared into the sky!

The dark purple bone wings behind Qin Yao were fully unfurled, each flap generating a powerful air current that allowed him to hover steadily in mid-air, dozens of meters above the ground.

A crimson-gold light flashed briefly on his left arm, and an even more scorching and domineering aura radiated from him.

It was the first spirit skill of the hundred-thousand-year Flaming Griffin Left Arm Bone: Crimson Lion Soul!

This spirit skill not only comprehensively amplified the power of his purple flames and his flight ability, but it also raised his physical endurance and fire resistance to a whole new level.

Being able to fly upon Martial Soul Possession was one of the inherent advantages of the Amethyst Winged Lion King as a top-tier beast martial soul.

Looking across the entire continent, many spirit masters with flight-type martial souls could not fly at all after Martial Soul Possession and still needed to rely on spirit skills to take to the air—it was simply pathetic.

Qin Yao hovered in the sky, looking down at the churning red mist below; the ability to fly was indeed a significant advantage.

The entire Spirit Fighting Arena fell into a strange silence once again.

All the spectators tilted their heads back, mouths agape, staring blankly at the figure in the sky.

"He... he flew up?"

"My god! Isn't he a power-attack spirit master? How can he fly?"

"How is this still a fight? Demon Charm's red mist can't even touch him!"

The atmosphere on the high platform also became subtle.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged glances, both seeing the shock in the other's reaction.

Bibi Dong's fingers, resting on the armrest, finally couldn't help but tap once.

She had envisioned countless scenarios of Qin Yao struggling within the red mist, but she had never imagined he would break the deadlock in such a simple and brutal way.

"He can fly without using a spirit skill?" Bibi Dong's voice carried a hint of doubt.

It couldn't be an External Soul Bone, could it?

Qian Daoliu picked up his teacup, took a light sip, and then spoke slowly, "Xiao Yao's martial soul is somewhat special; it is naturally adept at flight. I hope the Pope will forgive this display."

Bibi Dong was speechless.

Forgive? You old man are clearly showing off!

Inside the red mist.

The figure of Demon Charm floated in the center of the fog; he could feel that Qin Yao's aura had suddenly vanished.

"Yan! He is not in the red mist!" Xie Yue's voice emanated from Demon Charm, carrying a touch of gravity.

"What?"

Yan's burning figure paused in the mist. He tried to sense him, only to find that apart from his own aura and that of Demon Charm, there was no third person.

"Xie Yue, I'll rush out first to deal with him! Keep your eyes peeled and support me!" Yan roared, charging toward the top of the red mist without hesitation.

He refused to believe that a twelve-year-old kid could turn the world upside down!

"Boom!"

A massive fireball burst through the red mist, and Yan's figure appeared in mid-air. The moment he emerged, he saw Qin Yao hovering not far away.

"Found you!"

Yan shouted angrily, his fourth spirit ring flashing suddenly!

"Fourth Spirit Skill: Magma Surge!"

He stomped down, and a circle of violent flames exploded out of thin air beneath his feet. Countless magma fireballs, like a meteor shower, bombarded Qin Yao with overwhelming force!

However, Qin Yao merely swayed his figure, and with a light flap of the bone wings behind his back, he transformed into a purple afterimage, weaving through the dense barrage of magma fireballs as if taking a leisurely stroll.

Those magma fireballs, capable of melting steel, could not even touch the hem of his clothes.

"Too slow."

Qin Yao's voice rang out faintly.

He appeared behind Yan in an instant, not using any Soul Skill, but simply throwing a straightforward punch.

"First Soul Skill, Amethyst Lion King Body!"

"Third Soul Skill, Lion King's Might!"

With both Soul Skills activated simultaneously, Qin Yao's strength, speed, and defense surged instantly. As he threw the punch, the air itself emitted a piercing shriek under the unbearable pressure.

Alarm bells rang in Yan's heart; he spun around violently, crossing his arms to protect his chest.

"Second Soul Skill, Granite Rock!"

A thick layer of rock armor instantly covered his entire body.

"Bang!" A muffled sound echoed.

Yan felt an irresistible, massive force surge from his arms. The Granite Rock armor, capable of withstanding a full-force strike from a Soul King, cracked inch by inch under Qin Yao's fist!

He was sent flying backward by the force of the punch, tumbling several times in the air before barely stabilizing his figure.

"How is this possible!" Yan felt his arms throbbing with numbness, nearly losing all sensation.

Could pure strength really reach such a terrifying level?

Just then, the red mist below surged violently. A massive, blood-colored full moon rose from the mist, slicing silently toward the center of Qin Yao's back with a sharpness that seemed to tear through everything.

It was Demon Charm's Self-Created Soul Skill, Full Moon!

Qin Yao acted as if he had eyes in the back of his head; without even turning around, he let out a cold snort.

"So you've finally decided to come out."

"Then let's settle this all at once."

"Amethyst Heaven-Burning Domain!"

With Qin Yao as the center, an invisible ripple instantly expanded outward!

Purple nether flames ignited out of thin air, turning the space within dozens of meters around him into a sea of fire.

On the ground, the red mist that had shrouded the entire arena hissed the moment it touched the purple flames, as if meeting its nemesis, and was rapidly dispersed!

The figures of Demon Charm and Yan were completely exposed to everyone's sight.

The moment the domain expanded, both Yan and Demon Charm's movements stalled.

They felt a heavy pressure crushing down upon them, and the flow of soul power within their bodies slowed down abruptly, as if they had fallen into a quagmire.

"This is a domain!" Bibi Dong, on the high platform, could no longer maintain her composure and stood up abruptly.

This Qin Yao actually possessed a domain!

A twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor with a ten-thousand-year fourth ring, and he had even awakened a domain!

Why did all the good things go to him!

"Hahahaha!" Qian Daoliu finally couldn't hold back and let out a hearty laugh.

On the arena.

Qin Yao bathed in the purple flames, his dark purple hair dancing wildly, looking like a demon god in command of fire.

He raised his right hand, and his fourth black ten-thousand-year soul ring shone brilliantly.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Amethyst World-Destroying Claw!"

A giant claw, condensed from amethyst and purple flames, appeared out of thin air. Carrying an aura of total destruction, it slammed down toward the stunned Yan!

Yan only had time to let out a roar of unwillingness before being completely engulfed by the giant claw.

"Boom!"

The giant claw struck the floor of the arena, causing the entire fighting arena to tremble. The hard stone stage was left with a massive claw-shaped crater, its edges filled with molten amethyst.

As the dust settled, Yan lay at the bottom of the pit, charred all over and having completely lost his combat ability.

One move, instant kill!

Having dealt with Yan, Qin Yao turned around to look at the pale-faced Demon Charm not far away.

"Now, only you remain."

Xie Yue and Hu Liena, in their Demon Charm state, felt their hearts sink to the bottom.

They had lost, and lost miserably.

From the moment Qin Yao took to the sky, their prideful Martial Soul Fusion Skill had become a joke. And when the opponent unleashed his domain, they didn't even have room for a final struggle.

But they could not just admit defeat like this!

"Ah!"

Demon Charm let out a sharp shriek, pouring all remaining soul power into the Moon Blades in its hands, once again condensing a more solid blood-colored Full Moon to slash toward Qin Yao with all its might!

This was their final shred of dignity!

Qin Yao watched the incoming blood-colored Full Moon, his left arm lifting slightly.

The crimson-gold light of the soul bone flared brilliantly.

"Griffin Heaven-Burning Strike."

His left arm ignited with raging crimson-gold flames, and a lifelike phantom of a flaming griffin surged forth from his arm, letting out a high-pitched cry toward the heavens as it ferociously collided with the blood-colored Full Moon!

The crimson-gold griffin passed through the blood moon as if it were nothing more than a light breeze.

The blood moon stalled in mid-air, then shattered inch by inch, dissolving into specks of light that filled the sky.

The griffin phantom, meanwhile, struck precisely against the chest of Demon Charm.

"Pfft!"

The form of Demon Charm disintegrated in mid-air; Xie Yue and Hu Liena both spat out a mouthful of blood simultaneously, separating and falling powerlessly from the air.

Qin Yao flashed forward, grabbing them by the back of their collars one by one before they hit the ground, setting them down gently.

With this, the Martial Soul Hall Golden Generation was completely defeated.

The entire Soul Fighting Arena fell into a deathly silence.

Qin Yao retracted his martial soul and domain, landing slowly in the center of the arena, his black attire with dark purple patterns remaining completely spotless.

He raised his head, his gaze passing over the countless stunned spectators to land directly upon the woman on the high platform wearing the magnificent Pope's robes.

"Your Holiness the Pope."

Qin Yao's voice echoed throughout the entire arena, "Am I qualified now?"