Liu Erlong Burns Her Life Force, Tang Hao Hammers the Three Grand Elders, and Five Titled Douluo Elders Arrive (Continued)

"Thank you, Senior!"

Immediately afterward, eight Soul Rings rose from beneath her feet and flew into the air.

At that moment, red flames clung to her entire body.

The temperature was so high, it seemed capable of melting everything.

And amid those flames, wisps of blue lightning flickered.

They silently increased the flames' power several times over.

This was Liu Erlong's Mutated Fire Dragon.

Compared to an ordinary Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul,

it possessed the additional attribute of explosive flames.

Suddenly, the Soul Power within Liu Erlong surged from nowhere.

Her level 86 Soul Power reached the level of 88.

Such a shocking, unbelievable sight

instantly stunned tens of thousands of people beneath the arena.

Lin Feng could clearly sense it.

Though Liu Erlong's aura in the air kept growing stronger,

her life force was also draining away at an alarming rate.

His gaze sharpened, and he called out a warning:

"Liu Erlong, you're burning your life force as the price."

"You're increasing your strength. If you keep this up, you could die."

Liu Erlong stood amid an endless sea of flames,

like a God of Fire, awe-inspiring in every direction.

The flames gathered into a Fire Dragon dozens of meters long.

It coiled behind her, and its breath became a tornado of fire.

Her gaze was resolute as she said in a firm voice:

"Senior, don't worry. I know what I'm doing!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Fire Dragon True Body!"

The Seventh Soul Ring beneath Liu Erlong's feet lit up.

The Fire Dragon threw back its head and roared, then soared into the sky.

It swooped down and plunged into her body,

causing her Soul Power aura to climb higher still.

In a single leap, she reached the level of a Titled Douluo.

But her body had also been pushed past its limits, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

At that very moment, Liu Erlong's

released an oppressive force

powerful enough to make more than 99 percent of the Soul Masters present tremble with fear.

This was the Fire Dragon born from the mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

And on top of that, Liu Erlong had used the Fire Dragon Secret Technique,

burning her life force by force to gain this strength.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Her voice trembling, she spoke with deep affection:

"Xiao Gang, as long as I can get the pill that will solve your Martial Soul problem!"

"I'm willing to pay any price!"

As the woman uttered her final word, her Spiritual Power surged from between her brows.

It gathered into a palm-sized, deep-red Fire Dragon

and flew toward the Lucky Star Feather.

The flames and Soul Rings around her, along with her Soul Power,

all vanished in that instant.

Her body plummeted from the sky and slammed onto the ground. She lay flat on her back, without enough strength to move again.

The deep-red Fire Dragon in the air was absorbed by the Lucky Star Feather.

A terrifying shockwave of energy burst back out and swept across the area.

Every towering tree within a thousand meters was thrown into the air, ripped out by the roots.

To the east, a black-robed figure was forced into the sky.

His aura was exposed, and the Holy Dragon Douluo immediately spotted him.

"You are... Tang Hao!"

The Holy Dragon Douluo was startled. Nine powerful Soul Rings rose beneath his feet.

He roared:

"The sinner Tang Hao has appeared!"

"Jiang Mo, Qian Jun, follow me and kill Tang Hao!"

Jiang Mo and Qian Jun rose into the sky together, unleashing level 96 Soul Power.

Nine Soul Rings appeared beneath their feet as well.

The three Grand Elders charged fiercely toward Tang Hao in the distance.

In the air, Tang Hao took off his hood.

His weather-beaten face was lined with hardship,

but his eyes were razor-sharp, brimming with murderous intent.

"Hmph, one loach and two busted sticks!"

"You three Spirit Hall lackeys!"

"You think you can kill me, Tang Hao?"

"Clear Sky True Body!"

"Great Sumeru Hammer!"

Tang Hao walked forward through the air, one step at a time.

The Soul Rings beneath his feet lit up one by one.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

As the ninth, red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring rose,

the heavens changed color, and a terrifying aura shot into the sky.

A colossal Clear Sky True Body, as immense as a mountain, appeared above Tang Hao.

In its hand was a blood-red hammer,

symbolizing ultimate power and killing intent.

It rose high, gathering force,

then crashed down toward the Holy Dragon Douluo, Jiang Mo, and Qian Jun.

Its terrifying power formed a wall of force,

as if it could destroy the heavens and the earth.

Tang Hao forcibly swallowed the blood in his mouth.

He roared furiously:

"Spirit Hall, today, I, Tang Hao!"

"Will start by killing these three lackeys and collecting a little interest!"

The Holy Dragon Douluo, Jiang Mo, and Qian Jun were charging at him.

Their Soul Power surpassed that of the level 95 Tang Hao,

yet under this single strike,

they all felt death closing in. Their expressions changed drastically.

The Holy Dragon Douluo unleashed his level 97 Soul Power and shouted:

"Seventh Soul Skill, Holy Dragon True Body!"

"Ninth Soul Skill, Holy Dragon Annihilation!"

The level 96 Jiang Mo and Qian Jun unleashed their Soul Power and shouted in unison:

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Heaven-Piercing... Staff!"

In the sky, a hundred-meter golden Holy Dragon unleashed annihilating energy.

It siphoned all life within a hundred meters and slammed toward Tang Hao.

Jiang Mo and Qian Jun both wielded Coiling Dragon Staffs. Their weapons merged into one,

transforming into a ten-thousand-zhang staff that propped up the sky, carrying an invincible aura.

Together with the annihilating energy, it crashed toward Tang Hao.

In an instant, the two sides' attacks collided.

A vast mushroom cloud blossomed in the sky.

The earth-shaking shockwave spread like an overflowing flood,

sweeping across the entire Star Dou Great Forest and bringing calamity upon countless Soul Beasts.

The ground trembled violently; mountains crumbled and rivers shattered.

Vast chasms split open, as if an apocalyptic disaster had descended.

Star Dou Great Forest, inner perimeter.

A mysterious force shielded the ground within a thousand meters of the arena.

The tens of thousands of Soul Masters there had only narrowly escaped disaster.

On the arena, Lin Feng watched the battle in the sky.

His eyes could see through anything.

He saw that amid the thick smoke,

Tang Hao still stood between heaven and earth, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

The Holy Dragon Douluo, Jiang Mo, and Qian Jun had all been knocked down to the ground.

They were badly injured, their auras feeble.

"Holy crap, Tang Hao is fierce!"

"Isn't he badly injured right now?"

"He actually sent three Grand Elders crashing down with one hammer!"

"Just imagine when Tang Hao recovers!"

"Won't he march straight into Spirit Hall and hammer Bibi Dong into the ground?"

Lin Feng watched Tang Hao, a sly grin curling at the corner of his mouth.