Suicide Fixed-Installation Soul Cannon Shell

When the ice mist dispersed.

The figures of the two slowly emerged.

In the skies above the Thunder Domain, Ling Xiao stood suspended in midair, commanding countless bolts of lightning.

On the icy plains within the Thunder Domain.

The soul engineer was covered in wounds, kneeling there with a defeated expression.

With his soul tool shield shattered, he could only endure the attack with his physical body.

However...

His opponent was an old fox.

He knew he could not leave alive.

So he simply stopped dodging and chose to charge the suicide soul tool.

He intended to catch Ling Xiao off guard.

His soul tool shield had completely shattered, and his reserves of soul power were nearly exhausted.

Under such circumstances, the only thing he could do was drag Ling Xiao down with him.

Seeing his opponent kneeling on the ground in despair.

Ling Xiao did not let down his guard. He slowly raised his hand and gathered several more heavenly bolts of lightning.

He was preparing to use this strike to completely erase that ninth-rank soul engineer.

Just as his hand was about to descend.

The other man actually burned his life force to forcibly inject soul power into his flying soul tool.

Then he shot toward Ling Xiao.

"Die!"

A flash of madness crossed his eyes. Since he could not live, then they would die together.

The soul engineer's body began to rapidly swell. It was a sign that he was attempting to self-destruct.

The flying soul tool moved so fast that even Ling Xiao was slightly shocked.

Ling Xiao immediately sensed that something was wrong.

He absolutely could not let a Titled Douluo's self-destruction get close to him.

He transformed into a streak of lightning and fled.

In an instant, he widened the distance between them by a hundred meters.

The other man let out a hysterical roar, his body turning into a blazing fireball.

Just before the other man self-destructed, Ling Xiao swiftly hurled the Thunder Spear in his hand.

Like it had a guidance system, the Thunder Spear detonated the man from seventy meters away.

However, the destructive range of a Titled Douluo's self-destruction could reach more than two hundred meters.

But that distance was still far from enough, so Ling Xiao could only brace himself against the shockwave.

However...

At the very instant the soul engineer self-destructed.

The suicide fixed-installation soul cannon shell finished charging and directly locked onto Ling Xiao nearby.

A biological instinct for danger instantly made every hair on Ling Xiao's body stand on end.

"Fuck! Damn it!"

Ling Xiao immediately cursed aloud.

He pushed his speed to its limit while summoning thousands of lightning bolts for his own use.

Ling Xiao controlled the heavenly lightning to strike while using it to condense a suit of armor.

But a soul tool infinitely close to ninth rank was not something he could escape so easily.

Ling Xiao raced ahead while the suicide fixed-installation soul cannon shell relentlessly pursued him from behind.

The heavenly lightning he summoned was not powerful enough, and Ling Xiao had no time to gather more of it.

So he had no way to detonate that suicide soul cannon shell in advance.

In the end, Ling Xiao could only desperately condense armor to resist the soul cannon shell.

"Boom!!!"

The suicide fixed-installation soul cannon shell exploded.

The soul cannon shell, infinitely close to ninth rank, caused even heaven and earth to change color in that instant.

Terrifying energy swept through the surroundings, spreading madly in every direction.

Everything within a hundred-meter radius—

The ice, the shattered stones, even the air—vanished into nothingness in an instant.

Ling Xiao had no time to dodge and practically endured the soul cannon shell head-on.

The explosion instantly engulfed his body.

Ling Xiao erupted with his strongest defense, lightning armor wrapping around his entire body.

But...

The explosion was far too terrifying. Even with all his strength, he could not completely withstand it.

After the blast.

Ling Xiao's body was like a falling leaf, instantly sent flying by the explosion.

He tumbled through the air an unknown number of times before finally crashing viciously onto the ice.

"Puh—!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed from his lips.

His clothes had been completely shredded, and his body was covered in blackened wounds.

Ling Xiao's lightning spirit origin was severely damaged, and even the lightning mark on his forehead had dimmed somewhat.

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked toward the center of the explosion. There was nothing left there.

The human soul engineer, along with the soul tools on his body, had turned to ash in the explosion, not even leaving behind a single fragment.

A bitter expression appeared on Ling Xiao's face. "Heh... so he chose mutual destruction..."

His voice was as weak as a thread.

Ling Xiao wanted to rise from the ice, but his body no longer obeyed him at all.

His origin had suffered an immense injury. Right now, he could not even lift a finger.

Ling Xiao lay flat on the ice field, his gaze slowly turning toward the Ice Crystal Palace.

That was his home. His mother was there, and so was his aunt.

"Mom..."

Ling Xiao murmured softly.

Gradually, his consciousness began to blur, and his vision slowly darkened.

As he was about to lose consciousness, a powerful unwillingness surged up within him.

He was unwilling.

Unwilling to die like this.

He still had many things left unfinished.

He had not helped Mother Snow Emperor survive her seven-hundred-thousand-year heavenly tribulation, nor had he helped Aunt Ice Empress survive her four-hundred-thousand-year heavenly tribulation.

He had yet to shatter the shackles of the Heavenly Dao. He had yet to change this unjust world.

"No, I can't die..."

Ling Xiao's consciousness struggled in the darkness.

Perhaps his emotions were too intense, or perhaps the heavenly lightning had sensed his will.

The thunderclouds that had gradually dispersed began to gather again, little by little.

The thunderclouds gathered once more.

They swirled above Ling Xiao, as though waiting for some command.

Then...

A bolt of heavenly lightning struck down first!

Immediately afterward, bolt after bolt of heavenly lightning came crashing down in a frenzy, showing no sign of stopping.

The heavenly lightning no longer carried an aura of destruction.

It descended with overwhelming force, yet became gentle the moment it touched Ling Xiao.

The heavenly lightning slowly seeped into Ling Xiao's body, repairing his ruined body bit by bit.

The areas injured by the fixed-installation soul cannon shell slowly healed under the nourishment of the heavenly lightning.

The lightning mark between his brows flickered gently.

The Thunder Domain continued.

The heavenly lightning continued to fall.

Bolt after bolt, as though heaven and earth themselves were sustaining this little one's life.

Within the Ice Crystal Palace.

Snow Emperor was resting with her eyes closed.

For some reason, she had been feeling uneasy today. That feeling prevented her from fully relaxing.

At the instant Ling Xiao was blasted apart.

Snow Emperor abruptly opened her eyes, and a powerful unease surged into her heart like a tide.

The feeling came without warning, yet was so intense that it nearly left her unable to breathe.

It felt as if something extremely important was about to leave her.

Snow Emperor had never experienced such an emotion before.

She had lived for who knew how many tens of thousands of years, endured countless life-and-death battles, and faced innumerable powerful enemies, yet she had never felt this way.

Snow Emperor had believed that her heart was already as indestructible as ten-thousand-year ice.

But at this moment, that heart, frozen for ten thousand years, was beating violently.

Snow Emperor murmured softly.

"Little one..."

Realizing that Ling Xiao was in danger, she abruptly unleashed her cultivation nearing seven hundred thousand years.

Snow Emperor took a single step out of the Ice Crystal Palace.

Her figure turned into a streak of light and sped toward the direction from which that unease had come.