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Although she was well aware that this boost was only temporary and usually came with severe aftereffects, reaching the realm of a Limit Douluo at the age of twenty-two was, in itself, a miracle.

In the distance, Huo Yuhao was completely stunned. He stared blankly at the silver-blue ice dragon in mid-air, so shocked he wanted to shout, "Holy crap, is he cheating?", but he ultimately held his tongue.

"Sky... Sky Dream Brother..." Huo Yuhao asked the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm in his Sea of Consciousness, stumbling over his words. "What is Senior's current strength?"

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had also been shaken for a long time, unable to answer Huo Yuhao's question immediately.

Seeing that the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm remained silent, Huo Yuhao almost thought it had fallen into a deep sleep again and tried asking once more.

"Limit Douluo!" This time, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's reply was much faster; it must have finally regained its senses.

"What!" Huo Yuhao gasped, contributing his own small part to the global warming of the Douluo Continent.

"Although it's only temporary and won't last long, in your senior's current state, even facing Di Tian, he might not be without the power to fight." The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's voice carried a hint of emotion. "Little Yuhao, this senior of yours is truly beyond anyone's expectations!"

"How did he do it?"

"That 500,000-year Soul Ring," the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm said. "If I'm not mistaken, the second soul skill granted to him by that ring is this heaven-defying ability that boosts his strength to the Limit Douluo level for a short time."

"Generally speaking, the aftereffects of such skills are extremely severe, and it would likely take half a year to recover after using it, but there is no denying that in a life-or-death moment, this is indeed a trump card capable of turning the tide."

Huo Yuhao nodded blankly, his gaze never leaving the silver-blue ice dragon in the sky.

At this moment, he finally understood why Jiang Che could subdue the Ice Empress and why he could face a peerless powerhouse like Di Tian with such composure.

Because Jiang Che's foundation was truly far beyond his imagination.

In mid-air, the ice dragon circled once, its golden dragon eyes looking down at Di Tian on the ground. Its voice was like a booming bell, carrying the unique pressure and arrogance of the dragon race.

"Beast God, now, how many moves do you think I can exchange with you?"

Di Tian looked up at the silver-blue ice dragon, a complex expression flashing through his pitch-black vertical pupils—surprise, appreciation, but more than anything, the anger of being provoked.

He also transformed into his dragon form and slowly ascended, confronting the ice dragon across the air.

Two figures, one black and one blue, stood far apart above the Star Dou Great Forest. Two vastly different pressures collided in the air, stirring up invisible ripples of energy that dispersed the clouds for a thousand feet in every direction.

"Interesting, truly interesting!" A smile curled the corners of Di Tian's mouth. "To be able to temporarily become a Limit Douluo, you do have some skill."

"However, do you think you can fight me with such a clever trick?"

The Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King was over twenty meters long, his entire body covered in ink-black dragon scales, each edge shimmering with dark gold light—the ultimate interpretation of dragon pressure.

Di Tian's wings spanned a full thirty meters, the membranes appearing as if solidified from the night itself. Every flap created gale-force winds that tore through space, causing the forest canopy below to heave like waves.

His dragon eyes were also golden, the pupils narrowed into thin lines. They reflected the ice dragon form of Jiang Che opposite him, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing two rows of stark white fangs.

"Interesting," Di Tian's voice emanated from his dragon maw. "To transform into a dragon with a human body is rare indeed."

Jiang Che did not answer. All his focus was currently dedicated to maintaining the Ice Dragon Descent. This was no ordinary Avatar of Martial Soul, but a true Dragon Transformation.

The origin power of the Ice Dragon King martial soul within his body was fully ignited. The ice dragon essence contained within the 560,000-year Soul Ring provided by the system fused completely with his own bloodline power, granting him the flesh and blood of an ice dragon for this duration.

He could clearly feel the power in every muscle of the dragon body, the texture of every scale, and even the subtle vibrations of air flowing over the wing membranes as they flapped.

This was his first time existing in a complete dragon form, and the feeling was even more wondrous than he had imagined.

"Roar!"

Jiang Che made the first move.

The ice dragon's wings beat violently, and his massive body shot toward Di Tian like a cannonball, moving so fast he left a trail of silver-blue afterimages in the air.

He extended his right claw, the five talons covered in ice-crystal scales condensing the power of Ultimate Ice, cold enough to freeze the soul, as he struck directly at Di Tian's throat.

Di Tian did not dodge or evade; he extended his own right claw, and the pitch-black dragon claw collided fiercely with the silver-blue one in mid-air.

"BOOM!"

A deafening explosion erupted. A visible shockwave spread wildly from the point of impact, shearing off an entire layer of the forest canopy below, sending wood fragments and ice shards flying everywhere.

Jiang Che felt an irresistible force travel up his arm, shaking his entire dragon body as he was sent flying backward for dozens of feet. Fine cracks appeared on the ice-crystal scales of his right claw.

Di Tian also retreated several feet, a flash of surprise crossing his black vertical pupils.

He looked at the thin layer of frost covering his right claw and gave it a slight shake. The frost shattered and fell away, but the chill of the Ultimate Ice had already seeped into the gaps between his scales, leaving his claw tips slightly numb.

"Not bad," Di Tian muttered. With a beat of his wings, he turned into a black streak of light and charged at Jiang Che.

The two giant dragons tangled in mid-air, trading claw strikes, bites, wing buffets, and tail sweeps, each blow carrying terrifying power capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

Jiang Che's ice dragon form excelled in speed, circling around Di Tian constantly. Every attack came from a tricky angle, striking and retreating immediately, never giving Di Tian a chance for a direct head-on collision.

The Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King excelled in power; every attack was wide and sweeping, the gale force generated by his claws enough to snap trees in half from a hundred feet away.

"Is that all you can do, hide?" Di Tian sneered. The Black Dragon King's tail swept out with a piercing whistle that tore through the air, aiming straight for the ice dragon's waist.

Jiang Che did not take it head-on. He beat his wings, his body suddenly soaring upward to narrowly avoid the tail sweep, his dragon claws taking the opportunity to rake across the tip of Di Tian's tail, leaving five shallow ice marks.

"You think I'm hiding?" Jiang Che sneered. The ice dragon's wings suddenly folded, and he dove like a meteor, the icy power condensed in his right claw reaching its peak. "Third Soul Skill, Ice Dragon Claw!"

The five talons of the Ice Dragon Claw condensed a rich silver-blue light, the chill of the Ultimate Ice solidifying into five sharp ice blades. This time, he didn't test the waters; he went straight for Di Tian's face.