Decisive Battle Two [Haimala Leaves the Pass.]

The Angel Holy Sword transformed into a golden stream of light, plunging directly toward the center of Haimala's brow. Yet, just as Qian Pocheng began to breathe a sigh of relief, the Angel Holy Sword was halted in its tracks the moment it pierced the skin. Two slender fingers had caught the blade with absolute steadiness. A single drop of bright red blood trickled down from Haimala's forehead.

Seeing this, Qian Pocheng felt a surge of dread. Haimala's fingers exerted a slight pressure, and the blade shattered into dust. Haimala then opened his eyes, blue-gold light flickering within them.

In an instant, a terrifying surge of energy erupted from Haimala's body, blasting Qian Pocheng away. A pillar of golden light shot upward, piercing the clouds as a vast torrent of energy poured forth.

The combatants engaged in the heat of battle felt this irresistible energy and ceased their movements, all gazing toward the Sea God Hall.

On Sea God Island, Bo Saixi witnessed this scene and gasped, "The teacher has broken through!"

Qian Daoliu and his companions were stunned; they could sense that the energy within the light pillar far surpassed that of the Grand Worship, Qian Pocheng.

Qian Pocheng's figure reappeared, and Qian Daoliu hurriedly asked, "Father, has he truly broken through?"

Qian Pocheng nodded with a grave expression.

"By a hair's breadth. Quickly, assemble the entire army! Everyone, converge and prepare to resist!"

"Understood!" Understanding the gravity of the situation, Qian Daoliu rushed to relay the orders.

With the Martial Soul Hall army now only one nautical mile from Sea God Island, Qian Daoliu quickly had Murong Fuhai organize the troops.

As the group gathered, they asked anxiously, "Grand Worship, has he really broken through?"

Qian Pocheng nodded heavily, and the hearts of all present sank.

A Limit Douluo!

In the current Douluo Continent, among all humanity, only Haimala had reached the level of rank ninety-nine.

Although the difference between rank ninety-eight and rank ninety-nine was only a single level, that gap was a true chasm of heaven and earth.

As the vision faded, ripples spread through the surrounding space. Then, a figure stepped through the void. With every step he took, the surrounding environment was bathed in the Sea God's Light.

In just a few strides, he appeared above the battlefield. He wore long gold-blue robes, a golden mark etched upon his brow. His features were handsome and majestic, his posture upright; merely standing there was enough to strike fear into the hearts of others.

The newcomer was the High Priest of Sea God Island, the Limit Douluo—Haimala.

"We congratulate the High Priest on his breakthrough!!!"

"We congratulate the High Priest on his breakthrough!!!"

"We congratulate the High Priest on his breakthrough!!!"

The remaining troops on Sea God Island and the Seven Sacred Pillar Guardians immediately bowed and cheered toward Haimala.

Haimala nodded, scanned the crowd, and fixed his gaze on Qian Pocheng, speaking slowly:

"Qian Pocheng, it has been nearly ten years since we last met."

"Nine years and two hundred sixty-seven days, Haimala. I have kept count." Qian Pocheng nodded, meeting his gaze directly.

Haimala looked toward the army behind Qian Pocheng, his expression unchanged. He flicked a finger, and a surge of golden energy erupted, shattering the formation of the Black Flame Army and obliterating every Red Barbarian Cannon.

The formation broken, the Black Flame Army soldiers were knocked to the ground. A look of astonishment flashed in Murong Fuhai's eyes.

"To break the Sun-Eroding God-Killing Formation with a single strike... he is truly worthy of the legendary peerless realm!"

Haimala withdrew his hand as if he had performed a trivial task. Qian Pocheng glanced back, noting there had been no casualties, and felt a flicker of surprise. He looked at Haimala and asked in confusion:

"Haimala, this doesn't seem like your style."

Haimala smiled faintly and replied nonchalantly:

"It is merely living a little longer; dying sooner or later makes no difference... I shall kill you first, then them, it is all the same..."

Hearing this, Qian Pocheng shook his head helplessly. "Indeed, that is more like you."

"Heh, your son has decent talent, not much worse than my own disciple." Haimala caught sight of Qian Daoliu and offered a rare word of praise.

Qian Pocheng nodded. "Indeed. My son and your disciple will surpass both you and me in the future."

"Haha, and what if your son has no future?" Haimala stared quietly at Qian Daoliu, who felt as if he were being watched by a terrifying entity, a chill running down his spine.

As he spoke, a terrifying aura erupted from Haimala, pressing down upon the crowd.

Qian Pocheng stepped in front of Qian Daoliu and let out a cold snort.

"Hmph, Haimala! Since I dared to lead an army to attack, I have made full preparations, even if you have reached this peerless level!!!"

As his voice fell, Murong Chayue and Xiao Qingmei flew to Qian Pocheng's side. Raising their hands, a white and a black soul power merged, manifesting a powerful aura that shot into the sky, joining Qian Pocheng in a standoff against Haimala.

"Oh, a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Interesting." Sensing the aura from the pair, a flash of admiration crossed Haimala's eyes.

Murong Chayue was a rank ninety-seven peak Douluo, and Xiao Qingmei was a rank ninety-five Super Douluo. Their martial souls—the Demonic Flame Heavenly Dragon, known for its tyrannical and ruthless demonic fire, and the Immortal Wing Flying Dragon, known for its piercing and persistent Spirit-Cleansing White Flame—were formidable.

The Martial Soul Fusion Skill performed by the two was incredibly powerful; even the Grand Worship Qian Pocheng could not defeat them. Qian Pocheng had estimated that their combined strength rivaled a Limit Douluo. Though he had never experienced the true power of a Limit Douluo to confirm it, it was certainly far beyond a rank ninety-eight peak Douluo.

Seeing this, Haimala's expression remained calm as he said:

"Haha, and what of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Do you truly believe this Seat has only broken through in rank today!"

As he spoke, Haimala raised his hand, and the mark on his brow glowed with golden light.

The seven sacred pillars located at the seven cardinal points of Sea God Island erupted with light. The seven beams converged above the island, transforming into countless streams of light that rained down upon everyone on Sea God Island.

In an instant, the injuries on everyone's bodies were completely healed. The seven thickest streams of light surged into the Seven Sacred Pillar Guardians, and in a heartbeat, their strength not only returned to its peak but increased by nearly twenty to thirty percent.

"This is the authority of Sea God Island I obtained after breaking through to the Limit Douluo realm; I can manipulate the Seven Sacred Pillars to provide large-scale amplification and support."

Haimala spoke slowly, and the people of Sea God Island, now restored to their peak state, lined up in unison behind Haimala.

Seeing this, Qian Pocheng waved his hand. Murong Fuhai, seeing the signal, personally took up the formation flag and ascended to the highest point of the warship. As his soul power surged, nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—descended, and the Demonic Flame Heavenly Dragon appeared behind him, letting out a roar!!

"Black Flame Army, form up!!!"