Sixty Thousand Year Soul Beast, Evil Thunder Flood Dragon

If an ordinary ten-thousand-year spirit beast encountered a Title Douluo, it would be like a mouse seeing a cat, unable to muster any will to resist. Yet, this Evil Thunder Flood Dragon was different.

Its eyes flashed with red light, and its dragon scales radiated thunderous energy as it charged toward Yue Guan without a hint of fear.

"Courting death!" With a slight shift of Yue Guan's intent, the Wonder Velvet Chrysanthemum beneath his feet slammed violently into the head of the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon.

BOOM—

Accompanied by a massive collision of spirit power, two dazzling glows—one gold, one black—erupted in mid-air!

The shockwaves generated by the clash of spirit power spread directly across a radius of five hundred meters!

What a magnificent Evil Thunder Flood Dragon, to be able to trade blows head-on with Chrysanthemum Douluo. In terms of strength, it certainly ranks among the best at this level.

Qin Xuan watched the scene high above, sighing inwardly.

With Qin Xuan's current strength, he could barely handle a spirit beast of around thirty thousand years.

But the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon before him was definitely not something he could contend with.

After all, this beast was capable of exchanging blows with Yue Guan; if one were to convert its combat power, it would be no weaker than a Spirit Douluo.

About three minutes passed, and the massive fluctuations of spirit power vanished.

Immediately following, there was a loud bang.

The Evil Thunder Flood Dragon was sent flying two kilometers away by the Wonder Velvet Chrysanthemum.

The immense momentum caused it to smash through four small hills in succession before it could barely steady its form.

What a Chrysanthemum Douluo, he's much fiercer than he appeared in the original work! Qin Xuan sighed to himself, then retreated to a distance of three kilometers.

A battle between Title Douluos was no small matter; in terms of destructive power, their spirit skills crushed those of a Spirit Douluo several times over.

Moreover, looking at the state of the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon, it seemed it still had trump cards left to play.

To avoid being caught in the crossfire, he hurriedly left the range of their battle.

With Yue Guan holding the field, he only needed to deliver the final, fatal blow to the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon at the very end.

"Your hide is quite thick, you beast!" Yue Guan looked toward the dust-filled hill in the distance, his eyes full of disdain.

No sooner had he spoken than the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon lunged out from the dust and soared into the high sky.

Although it had taken a direct hit from Yue Guan, it appeared completely unscathed, its scales still radiating a brilliant black luster.

The Evil Thunder Flood Dragon was about five zhang in size, with a pair of black dragon horns on its head and purple scales; among aerial spirit beasts, it was considered a colossal monster.

For the moment, it did not rush to attack, but instead eyed Yue Guan with considerable wariness, then swept its gaze toward Qin Xuan standing in the distance, seemingly contemplating a way to escape.

A spirit beast that could cultivate to the sixty-thousand-year level was no fool.

The Evil Thunder Flood Dragon knew well that it was far from a match for the Title Douluo before it, and as for escaping from under his nose, that was absolutely impossible.

In an instant, its purple pupils locked firmly onto Qin Xuan!

"Your opponent is me!"

"Fifth Spirit Skill, Gathering of Cold Blossoms!"

"Sixth Spirit Skill, Golden Stamens Overflowing with Rosy Clouds!"

Yue Guan let out a sharp shout, and the Wonder Velvet Chrysanthemum suddenly burst into a blinding golden light, its attributes surging violently.

Immediately after, the Wonder Velvet Chrysanthemum spun rapidly and drifted into mid-air, where thousands of petals imbued with golden light exploded outward, flying toward the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon from all directions like a meteor shower!

It was clear that this Chrysanthemum Douluo was playing for keeps!

How could he not know what the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon was thinking?

Want to target Qin Xuan?

That would depend on whether the Wonder Velvet Chrysanthemum in his hand allowed it!

Seeing the golden petals rushing toward it, the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon's reaction was surprisingly fast!

It spun at high speed in mid-air, quickly forming a giant tornado.

Following this, a series of rumbling sounds echoed.

Three purple lightning bolts as thick as water buckets descended onto the tornado.

Then, as the tornado spun at high speed, it began to crackle with intermittent purple lightning!

BANG—

The sound of metal colliding was incessant.

The Evil Thunder Flood Dragon had actually used the principle of its own high-speed rotation to block the damage, deflecting the vast majority of the petals!

However, the golden petals seemed endless, continuously erupting from the Wonder Velvet Chrysanthemum.

No sooner had the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon blocked the previous wave of the petal meteor shower than another wave followed right on its heels!

It had previously thought of taking Qin Xuan hostage to force this Title Douluo to grant it a way out, but now it seemed there was simply no time to act!

On the other side, Qin Xuan, standing in the distance, watched the spectacular scene high above and couldn't help but exclaim:

"The soul power of a Titled Douluo is like a surging river, inexhaustible; it is countless times stronger than that of a Soul Douluo!"

"I truly underestimated this beast."

"It seems now that the true strength of this Evil Thunder Flood Dragon is not far off from a Titled Douluo."

"It is only a pity that its opponent is Yue Guan, whose soul power has reached level ninety-five!"

"If any other Titled Douluo were to face the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon, they might actually capsize!"

"Setting others aside, even Dugu Bo would likely be no match for this Evil Thunder Flood Dragon!"

Time ticked by, and the range of the Purple Thunder Tornado began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before long, the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon revealed its true form.

"A mere sixty-thousand-year soul beast trying to outlast me in soul power consumption? You're tired of living!"

"Eighth Soul Skill, Myriad Rays of Flowing Light!"

As Yue Guan spoke, the black soul ring beneath his feet flashed brilliantly.

Immediately after, the brilliant golden Wonder Velvet Chrysanthemum stood vertically before him, gathering a blinding golden light at the center of its stamen.

Then, accompanied by a deafening sonic boom that tore through the air.

A massive beam of light, six meters in diameter, erupted from the stamen, aimed directly at the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon's abdomen!

Seeing this, the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon consecutively condensed four circular Thunder Shields, each eight meters high, in front of itself, yet it was utterly useless.

The golden beam shattered the four Thunder Shields in an instant and struck the flesh of the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon.

Boom!

The Evil Thunder Flood Dragon was instantly blasted three kilometers away, crashing heavily onto the ground!

The power of a Titled Douluo's eighth soul skill was not to be trifled with, and the Wonder Velvet Chrysanthemum also carried light attributes, which naturally suppressed the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon.

It is no exaggeration to say that this 'Myriad Rays of Flowing Light' nearly one-shot the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon!

At this moment, its scales were shattered, its flesh was mangled, and it lay in the jungle, gasping its final breaths.

"You beast have some skill, but your cultivation is simply not up to par!" Yue Guan retracted his martial soul and landed steadily, his eyes filled with disdain.

"It's my turn to strike!"

"Fourth Soul Skill, Dark Soul-Breaking Kill!"

A pair of purple light wings manifested behind Qin Xuan, and he soared into the high sky, his speed as swift as a purple meteor streaking across the horizon!

Then, a black tiger mark appeared on the center of the Evil Thunder Flood Dragon's brow.

It suddenly felt a massive pressure looming above it.

As it looked up.

Qin Xuan's body had already condensed into a ball of black light, right before its eyes!

Boom--

Accompanied by a thunderous explosion.

A shallow crater appeared within a five-hundred-meter radius.

The Evil Thunder Flood Dragon was blasted into a mangled mess, with only half its body remaining—a truly tragic sight!