When Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's halo knocked her back, a force—not a particularly strong one—happened to strike, and the Lovesick Heartbreak Red fell.
When spatial fluctuations rocked the entire hall, that force appeared again, and the Lovesick Heartbreak Red fell once more.
Every time, it happened at the most chaotic moment. Every time, it just happened to expose her aura to a Titled Douluo.
The only technique she could think of that could do this was Tang San's Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon.
Xiao Wu took a deep breath and instinctively stepped back.
"I'm sorry, Third Brother."
"I can't let Er Ming and the others have come all this way for nothing. I have to go help him."
With that, she turned around, grabbed the feathers at the back of the Golden Light Eagle's neck, and swung herself onto its back.
"Golden Light Eagle, sorry for the trouble, but take me to help Er Ming. He's trapped in that domain right now. We have to break it.
"Otherwise, once Golden Crocodile Douluo gets here, we'll all die."
The Golden Light Eagle let out a clear, piercing cry. Its dark-gold wings beat hard, carrying Xiao Wu skyward.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were struggling to maintain the domain. Feeling a gust of pressure descend from above, they looked up and saw a Golden Light Eagle, drenched in blood, swooping toward them with that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
Their pupils contracted at the same time.
If they continued maintaining the domain, they would be unable to move, leaving their backs completely exposed to the Golden Light Eagle and the little rabbit.
Xiao Wu wasn't very strong after taking human form, but the Golden Light Eagle was a vicious beast that had withstood several rounds of attacks from four Titled Douluo.
Who knew what other tricks it might have?
If it struck them while they couldn't move, they'd be killed on the spot.
The two exchanged a glance and made their choice almost simultaneously.
The Polar Static Domain abruptly vanished.
Chrysanthemum Douluo grabbed Gui Mei by the arm and sprinted toward Golden Crocodile Douluo without looking back.
The instant the domain dissipated, Er Ming's body was free again.
He threw his head back and let out a furious roar, rage erupting in his chest like a volcano.
His Dark Gold Bone Wings spread wide behind him, lightning racing wildly across their surface like snakes.
With one hand, he carefully gathered Xiao Wu and the Golden Light Eagle into his palm to shield them. His other hand clenched into a fist.
His body swelled against the wind, his muscles bulging in layers like hills, while dazzling lightning coiled around him.
In only a few breaths, he had grown a full size larger, blotting out the sky like a thunder demon god risen from an ancient battlefield.
Then he swung the fist, larger than a house.
It slammed savagely toward Golden Crocodile Douluo!
"Beast, how dare you!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's roar exploded over the ruins like thunder.
He was the second-in-command of Spirit Hall's Worship Hall, with Soul Power at Level 98. Across the entire Douluo Continent, he was one of the most powerful Soul Masters of his age.
Yet this Titan Giant Ape had clearly sensed that Golden Crocodile Douluo was already close. Not only had it shown no sign of retreating, it had punched two Titled Douluo worshippers into the ground right in front of him—and slapped Ghost Douluo so hard that his life or death was unknown.
It hadn't taken him seriously at all!
Rage surged through Golden Crocodile Douluo's chest. The nine Soul Rings beneath his feet blazed to life almost simultaneously.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.
The instant the red Soul Ring lit up, the air across the entire battlefield seemed to freeze.
A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Ordinary Soul Masters could spend their entire lives without ever seeing one, yet Golden Crocodile Douluo's ninth Soul Ring was a genuine Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
His Seventh Soul Ring lit up as well.
Golden Crocodile King Avatar!
Golden light soared skyward as the towering phantom of an ancient golden crocodile appeared behind him.
Golden scales the size of palms covered its body, each one catching the sunlight with a metallic gleam.
Its massive, fearsome jaws slowly opened, and golden Soul Power seeped from between its rows of crossed, blade-like fangs.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's body merged with the Martial Soul Avatar.
His hands became a pair of golden claws covered in scales, and eerie green flames burned in his eyes.
Most terrifying of all was the thick crocodile tail behind him. It stretched a full five zhang in length, its entire surface armored in scale-like spikes. At its tip, a bone-white spur sliced the air with a shrill whistle as it swung.
This tail was recognized across the Douluo Continent as one of the weapons that could least afford to be met head-on.
"In front of me, even a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast dares to run wild?!"
Before he had finished speaking, the spiked golden crocodile tail lashed out like a living creature.
Fast.
So fast that most of the Soul Masters present saw only a golden arc streaking across the sky.
So fast that the tail had already struck toward Er Ming before the explosive crack of the air reached their ears.
Er Ming didn't retreat.
Xiao Wu and the Golden Light Eagle were behind him. He couldn't take a single step back.
His dark-gold bone wings spread wide behind him, lightning racing wildly across their surface like snakes.
Er Ming let out a low growl and clenched his right fist. Countless dazzling arcs of electricity burst across the surface of his enormous fist.
Thousands upon thousands of bolts of lightning crashed down from the heavens, each as thick as an arm, and poured into his fist.
The light blazing across his knuckles grew ever brighter, until it was like a meteor wrapped in thunder, making every figure within a hundred zhang flicker in and out of view.
Fist met tail.
Rumble—!!!
For an instant, it was as if heaven and earth had fallen silent.
Centered on the collision, a visible shock wave surged wildly in every direction.
The bluestone tiles cracked and curled up, the remaining pillars in the ruined hall were ripped out by their roots, and countless stones sprayed outward like a rainstorm.
Spirit Hall attendants nearby were tossed away like dead leaves in a gale. Several at the front spat blood on the spot and crashed to the ground, unconscious.
The Golden Light Eagle spread its dark-gold wings wide, shielding Xiao Wu behind them.
Even so, the shock wave's lingering force made its feathers stand on end.
In midair, three spikes broke off the golden crocodile tail.
The broken spikes spun through the air and embedded themselves three inches into a stone pillar dozens of zhang away.
Lightning still danced across the surface of Er Ming's fist.
A faint streak of blood appeared across his knuckles.
That was all.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's pupils contracted sharply.
With Soul Power at Level 98, his Martial Soul Avatar, and the power of a strike enhanced by a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, he could flatten a mountain with a single swipe.
Across the entire Douluo Continent, the number of people who could take that blow head-on without injury could be counted on one hand.
Yet this Titan Giant Ape had not only blocked it, it had suffered nothing more than a streak of blood?
This was unbelievable!
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