Dark Sacred Dragon Battles a Soul Elder

With Ao Yin's powerful spiritual power bolstering it, his second soul skill—Spirit Binding—became incomparably formidable!

Sure enough, Zhao Wuji was struck by the second soul skill. For an instant, he lost focus and went completely still!

A sharp glint flashed in Ao Yin's eyes. He gripped the Ice-Fire Coiling Dragon Staff with both hands and viciously swung it down!

Boom!

Zhao Wuji came to his senses and immediately felt his shoulder sink. He had no time to dodge and took the staff strike head-on, letting out a muffled grunt as he staggered back half a step!

Gulp, gulp.

Dai Mubai stood to one side, cold sweat streaming down his back.

He stared fixedly at the two people locked in combat at the center of the field, utterly stunned.

My god!

Ao Yin can actually fight Zhao Wuji to this extent?

Zhao Wuji was no ordinary Soul Elder.

The Immovable Bright King!

He was a top-tier expert even among Soul Elders.

And now, he had actually been forced back half a step by a three-ring Soul Elder?!

"Awesome! This is incredible!"

Yet Zhao Wuji did not feel any pain at all. Instead, he was exceptionally excited!

"Kid, you're not bad!"

"Again!"

Zhao Wuji laughed loudly, but his hands did not stop moving in the slightest.

He suddenly punched the ground.

Bang!

Rubble exploded and dust filled the air, directly blocking Ao Yin's vision.

His fifth black soul ring suddenly lit up.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Squeeze!"

"Kid, you won't be able to stop me this time!"

Crack, crack, crack—

A black vortex appeared out of nowhere, its violent suction frantically tugging at everything around it.

Ao Yin did not rush to resist the vortex's pull head-on.

With a backhand swing, he sent out a wave of staff energy that shredded the gravitational currents rushing toward Xiao Wu and the others.

"Xiao Wu, take Rongrong, Zhuqing, and the others away from here."

"But, Brother Ao..."

"Go!"

Ao Yin's voice was cold and hard, leaving no room for argument.

Xiao Wu was worried, but she still took Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong with her as they retreated on their own initiative.

They knew that in a battle of this level, staying would only hold Ao Yin back and distract him.

Zhao Wuji watched this and secretly nodded.

"Even while in danger himself, he still protects his companions first. His character passes muster.

"But even so, you will still lose today. It's time for this match to end!"

He crazily poured Soul Power into his fifth soul ring, and the vortex's suction grew stronger and stronger.

Zhao Wuji made up his mind.

I am the Immovable Bright King, a Soul Elder. I absolutely cannot lose to a freshman in front of everyone. I can't afford that humiliation!

Just then, Ao Yin suddenly grinned.

"Teacher Zhao is right. It's time for this to end."

Hearing Ao Yin's words, Zhao Wuji assumed that he had grown afraid and was preparing to admit defeat. A meaningful smile immediately appeared on his face.

"It's good that you understand.

"This is my fifth soul skill, Gravity Squeeze. Its power far exceeds the limit of what you can withstand.

"If you obediently admit defeat now, I can hold back and spare you some physical suffering."

Ao Yin curled his lips slightly, his smile carrying a faint chill. "Heh heh, Teacher, you misunderstood what I meant."

"What?"

Zhao Wuji's pupils contracted slightly. For a moment, he could not understand Ao Yin's intentions.

In the instant he hesitated!

The second and third ten-thousand-year soul rings around Ao Yin flashed at the same time, suddenly erupting with dazzling black radiance!

Buzz—!

The brilliant light shot into the sky, and his aura changed in an instant!

The Ice-Fire Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand trembled faintly. The flames and frost at both ends of the staff transformed into layers of strange, illusory streams of light that swirled around it.

Ao Yin lifted his eyes and smiled calmly.

"Teacher Zhao, what I mean is... you are the one who should admit defeat!"

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically, and stormy waves rose in his heart!

His pupils shrank sharply. "A third ten-thousand-year soul ring... What soul skill is this?!!"

Ao Yin's lips curved upward!

"Second Soul Skill, Spirit Binding, layered with... Third Soul Skill—Silk Transformation!"

This third soul skill was naturally provided by Ao Yin's third ten-thousand-year soul ring, the Blood Jade Spider!

Ao Yin raised his hand and threw the Ice-Fire Coiling Dragon Staff.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Coiling Dragon Staff rapidly trembled and spun through the air.

From the fiery end of the staff surged a crimson fire dragon, while a frosty ice dragon condensed from its icy end.

The two dragons circled the staff for an instant, then suddenly stretched and condensed. Shedding their dragon forms, they transformed into two extremely fine strands of staff energy.

One was blood-red, the other white as frost.

"Staff Energy Into Silk!"

Though the two Blood Jade Spider threads were formed from staff energy, their sharpness rivaled sword energy!

The two icy and fiery threads shot through the air. As Zhao Wuji's mind was struck and his Soul Power stagnated, the sharp threads instantly pierced the vital acupoints all over his body!

Sizzle, sizzle—

The Blood Jade Spider was inherently highly venomous. After being absorbed by Ao Yin, it was further enhanced with fire poison and frost poison, becoming even more vicious!

The toxins instantly invaded his meridians, causing Zhao Wuji's vast Soul Power to violently seize up on the spot.

Even with his powerful body, skin like bronze and bones like iron, he could not stop waves of piercing agony from surging through him!

Zhao Wuji's face darkened abruptly. "This poison... is this vicious?"

If this continued, his dignity as a seven-ring Soul Elder would be completely ruined today!

Towering fury instantly surged into his heart!

"Kid, you've successfully enraged me!!"

"Seventh Soul Skill—Mighty Vajra Bear, Martial Soul Avatar!!"

A thunderous explosion rocked the entire field!

Zhao Wuji's entire body was instantly covered in thick brown fur, and his two-and-a-half-meter-tall burly frame suddenly swelled!

His bones cracked loudly as his muscles bulged wildly in a terrifyingly exaggerated fashion!

In the blink of an eye, his body forcibly grew to nine meters tall!

A gigantic Mighty Vajra Bear avatar appeared. Its brownish-yellow fur spread out violently, golden eyes glaring in rage as the domineering pressure of a Soul Elder swept in every direction!

The breaths of the watching crowd instantly caught in their throats!

Ao Yin's gaze sharpened. His expression remained calm, but his fighting spirit boiled.

"A Soul Elder's Martial Soul Avatar... Teacher Zhao really is furious now."

He was not the least bit flustered.

The stronger his opponent, the more fiercely his fighting spirit burned!

Southern Bright Lihuo blazed around him. Deep within the flames, a Dark Sacred Dragon vaguely coiled behind his back!

"Dark Sacred Dragon, possess me!"

Southern Bright Lihuo was merely an outward display, while the Dark Sacred Dragon was concealed by the raging flames!

Ao Yin tightly gripped the Coiling Dragon Staff, its tip pointing directly at the massive bear. His voice crashed like thunder:

"Come!"

The enraged Zhao Wuji did not waste words. His giant palm crushed down from the sky!

"Second Soul Skill—Mighty Vajra Palm!!"

Boom!!

The giant palm blanketed heaven and earth, carrying an utterly terrifying might!

Ao Yin stomped fiercely on the ground!

Crack—

The hard floor instantly shattered apart!

His entire body shot forth like a cannonball, directly confronting the terrifying strike of the Soul Elder's avatar!

With the Dark Sacred Dragon's possession layered with the power of all phenomena, Ao Yin roared with all his strength!

"Dragon-Elephant Power!!"

Crack, crack, crack!

Staff and palm collided head-on!

The two utterly terrifying forces remained locked in a deadlock for an instant!

The next moment—

A heaven-shaking explosion erupted!

Boom!!

Sand and stones flew through the center of the battlefield as the ground collapsed, blasting open an enormous crater!

A violent Soul Power hurricane swept across the entire field!

Even though Dai Mubai, Tang San, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu had retreated to the side some distance away, they were still caught by the shockwave and violently hurled away by the blast!

The sacred dragon staff force and the Vajra giant palm of the Martial Soul Avatar intertwined and collided madly!

Bang—!

The two were sent flying backward at the same time!

Ao Yin fiercely drove the Coiling Dragon Staff into the ground!

An immensely long and deep trench was carved into the earth. Using that resistance, Ao Yin barely stabilized his staggering body.

Zhao Wuji was also in a somewhat sorry state. His entire Martial Soul Avatar flickered continuously before he finally dropped to one knee.

The entire field fell silent.

After a long while, the enormous Vajra Bear phantom slowly faded away, and Zhao Wuji returned to human form.

The poison from Tang San's Dragon Beard Needle, along with the Blood Jade Spider's poison, fire poison, and frost poison from Ao Yin, could no longer be suppressed. Zhao Wuji's entire body went numb, and he hurriedly used Soul Power to protect his heart.

Seeing this, Ao Yin remained calm and spoke indifferently.

"Teacher Zhao, although I did not last the full duration of an incense stick..."

"Judging from the current situation, this match..."

"The victor has already been decided."

Zhao Wuji's lips had turned black. Looking at the youth before him, his expression was extremely complicated, but he still said:

"I lost."

"Quick! Detoxify me!"

Ao Yin panted slightly.

"You let me win!"