Holy Light Soul Engineer Corps Takes the Field! Shadow Douluo's Infiltration

"Rumble—!"

The entire sky was lit up by countless brilliant beams of soul power as an elite Soul Engineer Corps charged into the battlefield at astonishing speed.

This was precisely the elite combat-type Soul Engineer Corps Mu Yunye had brought back not long ago.

The Holy Light Soul Engineer Corps!

"Boom—!"

Though their numbers were not large, the destructive fluctuations they emitted as they formed up in the air seemed to freeze the very air itself.

Even more terrifyingly, this Holy Light Soul Engineer Corps also possessed ten Level-9 Soul Engineers!

"Fire!"

Following that cold, mechanical command, the Holy Light Soul Engineer Corps instantly unleashed firepower beyond the understanding of this era.

Countless high-frequency rays, destructive beams, and armor-piercing explosive shells poured down like a torrential rain upon the Noumenon Sect disciples below, who had been preparing to storm the city walls.

"Aah—!"

Screams suddenly rang out.

The Noumenon Sect's disciples had always been known for their powerful bodies and unusual martial souls, yet when faced with the concentrated fire of high-level soul tools arranged in such an airtight tactical formation, their physical defenses were torn apart as easily as paper.

High in the sky, Du Bushi, who was fiercely clashing with Golden Crocodile Douluo, abruptly lowered his head. His pupils contracted.

"Ten Level-9 Soul Engineers?! How is that possible?!"

A storm surged within Du Bushi's heart.

The intersecting firepower and tactical discipline displayed by this Soul Engineer Corps made them nothing less than terrifying war machines...

"Good! What a Wuhun City! I'd like to see how many more cards you have up your sleeves!"

After his brief shock, the wariness in Du Bushi's eyes instantly transformed into even more fervent battle intent.

"Roar—!"

He threw back his head and let out a long roar.

His dark green hair whipped wildly in the night wind. The potential of his Body Martial Soul was completely unleashed, and his body swelled with the wind, transforming into a dark green giant as towering as a mountain.

Faced with the terrifying Holy Light Soul Engineer Corps, Du Bushi not only did not retreat, but his battle intent grew even fiercer. Without holding anything back, he chose to strike with his full strength!

"Boom—!"

Du Bushi's fists, wrapped in blood and qi powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth, slammed fiercely into the massive phantom of Golden Crocodile Douluo's Golden Crocodile King.

"Courting death!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo roared as the full foundation of a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo erupted.

The clash of two peak experts of the age turned the heavens dark and robbed the sun and moon of their light.

Yet as the battle grew increasingly intense, the gap between their foundations gradually began to show.

Though both were top-tier experts and neither could determine a victor for the moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo's breathing gradually became heavier. The speed of his attacks also slowed by the slightest degree, revealing a trace of fatigue.

Du Bushi's strength was ultimately a level above Golden Crocodile Douluo's!

"You want to defeat me? Dream on!"

Facing Du Bushi's relentless barrage of heavy punches, Golden Crocodile Douluo felt his blood and qi churn within him, but he did not retreat a single step!

A resolute fire burned in his aged eyes.

He knew that this moment represented the glory of Spirit Hall. He absolutely could not lose this battle!

"Golden Crocodile King, tear him apart for me!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo attacked with all his strength, battling Du Bushi in the air until the sky darkened. Every collision was accompanied by thunderous booms.

"Boom—!"

Meanwhile, upon Wuhun City's walls, Azure Luan Douluo, Thousand Jun Douluo, Demon Subduing Douluo, and the other Titled Douluo merely watched the battlefield in silence, their expressions cold and composed.

In contrast...

The battlefield below had already turned into a one-sided slaughter for the Noumenon Sect.

"Sect Master! These people's soul tools are too bizarre! The brothers can't hold on anymore!"

A Noumenon Sect elder, drenched in blood, howled despairingly toward the sky.

When facing the Holy Light Soul Engineer Corps, the Noumenon Sect elites did not even have a chance to get close before being pinned down by the web of destructive rays and forced back again and again!

High above, Du Bushi, who was locked in fierce combat with Golden Crocodile Douluo, swept his gaze over the battlefield below. His heart shook with alarm.

"Wuhun City's foundation is actually this formidable!?"

For the first time, a trace of regret arose in Du Bushi's heart.

He had thought this city that had appeared out of nowhere was merely putting on a show. He had never expected it to possess not only a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo, but also soul tool technology that surpassed the Sun Moon Empire!

So the so-called Battle Armor...

Really existed!

However, while everyone's attention was drawn to Du Bushi and the Holy Light Soul Engineer Corps, within an inconspicuous dark corner inside Wuhun City...

"Buzz—!"

A shadow deeper than the night suddenly writhed in an eerie manner. A figure completely concealed in darkness slowly peeled itself away from the shadow cast by the wall like a ghost.

His name was Xue Chen, the Shadow Douluo!

"His Highness the Crown Prince sent me to investigate Battle Armor technology, but it's only a city... How could it possibly possess soul tool technology stronger than the Sun Moon Empire's..."

Shadow Douluo muttered.

Xu Tianran merely wanted to confirm whether Battle Armor truly existed. He had sworn to steal this technology, which was capable of overturning the continent's balance, for himself.

"The fighting outside the city is so fierce. Wuhun City's high-level combatants should all be tied down by now."

A cold, sinister gleam flashed through Shadow Douluo Xue Chen's eyes.

"As long as I can find the so-called Battle Armor blueprints or a sample and bring it back, the Sun Moon Empire will surely unify the continent!"

"Boom—!"

Before his words had faded, his entire body turned into a blurry patch of shadow once more and silently slipped toward the soul tool forging district at the heart of Wuhun City.

"Rumble!!!"

Just as Shadow Douluo infiltrated the inner city, outside Wuhun City...

Violent shockwaves swept in every direction.

Even the Noumenon Sect disciples and Holy Light Soul Engineer Corps members fighting fiercely below were sent flying.

"Cough, cough..."

At the center of that destructive energy storm, a burly figure was blasted backward like a kite with its string cut. He shattered dozens of sonic booms beneath his feet in midair before barely managing to steady himself.

It was Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's face was slightly pale. A streak of glaring blood seeped from the corner of his mouth as he panted heavily, his chest rising and falling violently.

"Humph!"

Du Bushi stood in the air like a demon god. The dark green radiance around him had not dimmed in the slightest; instead, it had become even more intense.

"Your foundation isn't deep enough. You are no match for me!"

Du Bushi spoke coldly.

Both were rank ninety-eight Super Douluo, but Du Bushi possessed more than one hundred-thousand-year soul ring. Even his own blood and qi and foundation had already stepped one foot across the threshold of a rank ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo!

"Hahaha!"

"This Wuhun City isn't all that impressive!"

Du Bushi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed wildly.

Though he had also suffered some internal injuries, the powerful recovery ability of his Body Martial Soul allowed him to maintain his peak combat strength.

"Damn it..."

Seeing Golden Crocodile Douluo fall into a disadvantage, the atmosphere atop the city walls instantly became cold to the extreme.

"It's our turn."

Thousand Jun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo exchanged a glance, and chilling killing intent erupted from both their eyes.

"Clang—!"

Accompanied by two crisp dragon roars, two Coiling Dragon Staff martial souls entwined with imposing dragon phantoms suddenly condensed in their hands.

The two stepped forward at the same time.

The nine soul rings beneath their feet bloomed in unison. Their terrifying pressure instantly locked onto the arrogant Du Bushi, and they stood ready to leap from the city walls and deliver a fatal blow to the overconfident Noumenon Sect master!