Tang San, who also witnessed this scene, had a face so dark it was almost dripping with water. He gripped the crossbow tightly, and the confidence he had gained from his breakthrough and the Deathsworn Pill was instantly crushed into nothingness by the two true dragons that stretched across the sky.
"Spirit Armor Mode!" Since Aria had not yet retrieved her original remains, she could not manifest as a true dragon, but she remained completely calm. Golden light burst forth from her body, and a set of sacred and extremely magnificent platinum spirit armor instantly covered her entire body. Six wings unfolded behind her, illuminating the darkness for miles around.
Gu Yue and Na'er also moved. The two women exchanged a glance and each released a portion of the terrifying essence belonging to the Silver Dragon King. Although due to the suppression of the plane and their strength not yet recovered, each of them only had one-third of the strength of Gu Yuena at their peak, the resonance of the two divine bloodlines still built a visible colorful Soul Power barrier in front of the city wall.
Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and others also activated their Martial Soul. The divine light of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shone brightly in the wind and snow, providing the ultimate boost to everyone.
"With us at the North Gate, you can't advance an inch." Tide's icy voice echoed throughout the entire area.
The first wave of the beast tide crashed heavily against the iron wall of oppressive power of these two ancient dragon kings in that instant!
However, the beast tide, which had been briefly slowed down by the dragon's might, suddenly filled with a deep crimson in the eyes of the Soul Beast after a few seconds of silence. It was a frenzy forcibly driven by the mysterious force behind them. With bloodthirsty commands implanted deep in their souls, they let out shrill cries and roars, completely losing their instinctive fear of the superior bloodline, and once again surged madly towards the city wall like a black tide.
"Act recklessly."
Chiyan snorted coldly, its wings flapping violently, and its massive crimson-gold dragon body soared into the air. Wherever it passed, the accumulated snow instantly turned into thick fog. Tide followed closely behind, its icy-blue dragon scales carving cold, knife-like trails in the night. Relying on their absolute aerial advantage and high-altitude perspective, the two true dragons brought the entire snowfield into their destructive strike range.
Since those charging at the forefront were mostly low-level Soul Beast of ten or a hundred years, their ice bullets or venoms struck the dragon's scales, which were harder than adamantite, leaving not even a white mark. Chiyan opened its mouth and unleashed a Hong Lian dragon breath, raining down Huo Yu that instantly turned a large area of ice plain into churning scorched earth.
The Tide released Absolute Zero cold wave, instantly freezing the Soul Beast that tried to leap onto the city wall. Even the blood in their bodies condensed into sharp crystals at that moment, shattering into dust with the slightest tremor.
The remaining core Soul Beast were held back by Gu Yue and Aria. Gu Yue was surrounded by Nine-Colored Divine Light, and with a light wave of her jade hand, the six elements of wind, fire, water, earth, light, and darkness intertwined into a huge destructive storm circle. Any Soul Beast that entered it would be torn apart by the elemental torrent in an instant. The defensive pressure on the North Gate was greatly reduced with the combined efforts of the two dragon kings and the two girls. Gu Tian, along with Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and others, only needed to guard the city wall and easily deal with the occasional stragglers.
Meanwhile, at the west gate of Dragon City.
City Lord Yu Sanjin stood atop the city wall, gazing at the towering dragon aura and flames in the direction of the North Gate. Looking at the two god-like phantom dragons, he couldn't help but smack his lips in exasperation.
"My goodness, Sect Master Gu's side is really something else! It's like a cow taking a plane—so awesome! We Ximen can't let them look down on us either. Shrek's little brats, get yourselves together! Watch closely, I'm going to show you what Northeastern fighting aesthetics are all about!"
Yu Sanjin roared, and his Soul Power surged violently like the Songhua River bursting its banks.
" Martial Soul, manifest! Northeast Rain!"
Buzz--!
Two yellow, two purple, and four black Soul Ring —a total of eight—surrounded the area, carrying the imposing aura of Soul Douluo. In an instant, the sky within a radius of several miles around the west gate of Dragon City underwent a strange change—the previously raging blizzard melted away in a flash, replaced by a dense drizzle carrying the fragrance and earthy Maomao of soil. As the rain fell, the ground quickly became muddy, yet under Yu Sanjin's control, a unique sensory network formed.
This is the area where Yu Sanjin became famous: Northeast in the Rain.
"Whatever, Sister Northeast Rain Great Joy! So sweet!"
Yu Sanjin let out a strange cry, his large hand clenching into the void. The fine rain rapidly converged at one point, and at the center of that Soul Power fluctuation, a humanoid figure— the Northeast Rain Sister—wearing a bright red and green floral cotton-padded jacket, with a burly figure like a small mountain, a fierce face, and an air of mysterious confidence, slowly took shape, stepping on the rain waves. This phantom even conjured a huge iron spatula in its hand, which churned with wind and thunder as it swung.
Fifth Soul Skill: Big Sweaty Feet!
The black Soul Ring beneath Yu Sanjin's feet flashed violently. The phantom of Sister Yu in mid-air suddenly raised her enormous foot, which blotted out the sky. It was a heavy stomp, made of tattered black cloth shoes, yet it contained a force exceeding ten thousand jin. Accompanied by an extremely strong, pungent, and salty smell of sweat, it stomped heavily onto the corner where the beast tide was most concentrated.
"Boom--!"
With a deafening roar that shook the earth, a huge crater several meters deep was blasted into the ground. Hundreds of Soul Beast were turned into mincemeat under this stomp. The powerful shockwave even shattered distant trees into splinters, creating an absolute, deathly vacuum amidst the dark mass of beasts.
"It's not over yet! This move is the real essence! Sixth Soul Skill: The Big Muffled Fart!"
Yu Sanjin was now going all out, his face turning bright red. The human-shaped phantom of Sister Yu suddenly made a nimble and grotesque turn in the center of the beast tide, sticking out her round buttocks, which were covered in thick floral cotton pants, facing the densely packed, bewildered Soul Beast all around.
"Puff--!!!"
A thick, almost black, yellowish-brown plume of smoke, seeping through Sister Yu's large floral cotton pants, swept across an area of about a kilometer in an instant with overwhelming force.
The smell was simply indescribable in any existing human language; it was the ultimate fusion of the aroma accumulated over years in a sauerkraut vat and the essence of a giant man's foot. If Yu Xiaogang Luo Sanpao's farts were "hypnotic smoke," then Yu Sanjin's move was nothing short of a world-destroying biological nuclear bomb.
The Soul Beast that had been charging forward frantically suddenly stiffened upon contact with the black and yellow smoke. Then, a hollow look of despair for life appeared in their eyes. A large number of Soul Beast foamed at the mouth, rolled their eyes, and convulsed wildly on the ground. It even seemed that their souls were about to leave their bodies because of the smell.
"Holy crap... This stench is unbearable! This is a double whammy of physical and mental destruction!" Ma Hongjun nearly fell off the battlements from the stench, quickly covering his nose. He even nearly extinguished the Evil Fire of his Martial Soul by the odor.
"Indeed... this kind of control is a divine skill in defensive warfare." Tang San's face turned ashen. Although he was usually proficient in Hidden Weapon and poisons, this kind of sensory destruction that was completely unreasonable and ignored defense made him rethink his understanding of the word "powerful".
"While these beasts are disoriented, let's launch a full-scale attack! Charge!"
With a flap of his wings, Flender let out a sharp cry and transformed into Cat Owl, sweeping across the battlefield, his talons tearing the throats of several ice wolves. Zhao Wuji roared and activated his Martial Soul Avatar; the enormous Immovable Wisdom King Bear rampaged through the bio-swamp created by Sister Yu, each punch taking the lives of countless Soul Beast. The two Soul Saint cooperated seamlessly, like harvesting crops, slaughtering everything in their path on this battlefield filled with the flavor of Northeast China.