Ghost Emperor Appears
Black mist surged around Bone Dragon Douluo, and the phantom of the Bone Dragon roared to the sky. Countless pale bone spikes burst from the ground, transforming into a death forest that enveloped Huo Yuhao.
Bone Prison: Burial of a Thousand Thorns!
Each bone spur was Entanglement a twisted Power of Space, slicing even light into fragments wherever it passed.
This is the Ninth Soul Skill of the Bone Dragon Douluo, which, combined with Space Attribute, is enough to turn an area within a hundred meters into Death Domain.
Golden light shimmered in Huo Yuhao's eyes as he slammed his right wrist down, tearing the earth apart with five gold and silver claw marks. Crescent-shaped silver gleam danced on the dark gold blade, instantly annihilating everything in its path into nothingness.
Behind the fifty-meter-long streak of light, silver spatial cracks spread wildly along the edge of the passageway like a spider web, blocking all attacks from the Bone Dragon Douluo.
"Xiong Jun's Sky Ripping Claw?"
Having witnessed yet another terrifying method of using Power of Space, Bone Dragon Douluo felt himself becoming numb.
Huo Yuhao is like a bottomless treasure trove, and every move he makes reveals a breathtaking depth of knowledge.
Facing him, Bone Dragon Douluo even doubted whether he was the Super Douluo Super Douluo, or whether Huo Yuhao was. Logically, shouldn't the situation be reversed?
He should have suppressed Huo Yuhao and controlled him with a variety of methods, instead of being restricted by Huo Yuhao and unable to exert his strength as he is now.
"Do we really have to wait until Huo Yuhao's Soul Power is exhausted?"
Such a thought arose in the mind of Bone Dragon Douluo.
Huo Yuhao possesses Soul Core, a fact confirmed during the battle, but compared to possessing two Soul Core...
With a cultivation level of 96, Huo Yuhao's Soul Power was undoubtedly weak, so he was quite confident in this regard.
Just as Bone Dragon Douluo, the sky suddenly cracked open, and an extremely terrifying aura rose from afar. Huo Yuhao and Bone Dragon Douluo's battle was thus affected, temporarily halting their fight. They separated instantly and cautiously gazed into the distance.
Huo Yuhao frowned as he looked at Wanxiang, his expression grave.
This is the pressure of Limit Douluo, and there's more than one. There are three Limit Douluo in that direction, but among them, only the Divine Realm Douluo and the Passionate Douluo are familiar, not the Soul Suppressing Douluo.
In other words, other Limit Douluo participated in the battle!
Bone Dragon Douluo stared in that direction in equal shock.
That familiar aura... could it be that esteemed person?
Before Huo Yuhao and Bone Dragon Douluo realized that a new Limit Douluo had joined the fray, in the sea outside Xihai City, Blood Shadow Douluo was covered in blood, half of his body was almost torn apart, and he was slammed into the seabed by Soul Suppressing Douluo like a rag doll!
"Cough cough!" Blood Shadow Douluo struggled to emerge from the seawater, looking at the leisurely figure of Soul Suppressing Douluo.
His face was ashen white.
His pride and joy were completely suppressed!
He is a level 97 Super Douluo, stronger than both Bone Dragon Douluo and Magic Scythe Douluo. Now, with the added boost of his Three-Word Battle Armor, he can be said to be infinitely close to becoming Limit Douluo.
But the man in front of him acted as if it were perfectly normal, pressing him down on the water and rubbing him, without even using his Battle Armor!
Moreover, Blood Shadow Douluo also had a vague feeling that his Martial Soul was being suppressed.
Blood Fiend Phantom, this is his Martial Soul, similar to the Blood-Eyed Martial Soul, Evil Martial Soul that can control blood. Its core ability is to devour blood and rapidly grow in Soul Power.
It was precisely because of this ability that he was able to stand out in the Holy Spirit Cult and become a core member.
However, when facing the Soul Suppressing Douluo, he sometimes felt powerless, a phenomenon that only occurs when there is Martial Soul Suppression of the same type of Martial Soul!
This means that the opponent's Martial Soul is also Evil Martial Soul!
"Are you from the Spirit Pagoda's Execution Department?"
Blood Shadow Douluo looked at Soul Suppressing Douluo with a gloomy expression.
He knew that the Douluo Federation had two organizations that managed the owners of Evil Martial Soul: the Spirit Pagoda Execution Department and the Federation Dark Department. However, the head of the Dark Department Head was elusive and had not appeared for many years. The highest-ranking person in charge of the Spirit Pagoda Execution Department should only be a level 97 Super Douluo.
Possessing such a dangerous Martial Soul and such formidable strength, yet allowed to move freely by the Spirit Pagoda and even seated among the Four Great Spirit Envoys, it seems this Soul Suppressing Douluo is far more dangerous than he imagined. Choosing an opponent before was truly a mistake.
Fortunately, his task was simply to stop the Soul Suppressing Douluo and prevent him from getting involved in Huo Yuhao's affairs.
Now that so much time has passed, the Bone Dragon should have succeeded.
(Bone Dragon Douluo: ---- What can I say? How about we try switching channels?)
The Soul Suppressing Douluo glanced at the Blood Shadow Douluo, "Think what you want, now—"
Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned his gaze to the distance with a serious expression.
This aura... is it from Quasi-God?
Blood Shadow Douluo sensed the aura approaching from afar and was taken aback, then his face lit up with wild joy. "Hahaha! Soul Suppressing Douluo, you're finished! The Ghost Emperor himself has arrived; today is your death day!"
A hint of seriousness flashed in the eyes of the Soul Suppressing Douluo, but he quickly regained his composure, and a set of dark red armor, even more magnificent than the Blood Shadow Douluo's Battle Armor, gradually appeared on his body.
Upon seeing this Battle Armor, Blood Shadow Douluo's smile vanished abruptly, like a chicken being choked.
"Four-Word Battle Armor?!"
The Four-Word Battle Armor is a rare treasure within the Holy Spirit Cult.
After all, without Divine Craftsman, Four-Word Battle Armor needs to be nurtured by the soul master himself, and those who have the energy and ability to do this are generally Limit Douluo cultivation has reached a Limit.
Their Holy Spirit Cult only has a handful of Limit Four-Word Battle Armor masters, making them far inferior to the Douluo Federation in this respect.
However, this was not the most shocking thing for Blood Shadow Douluo. What surprised him even more was that with the appearance of the Four-Word Battle Armor, an aura that was no less powerful than that of Demigod rose from Soul Suppressing Douluo!
Blood Shadow Douluo's pupils contracted violently, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
He stared intently at the dark red, blood-like Four-Word Battle Armor and the Soul Suppressing Douluo himself, his Adam's apple bobbing laboredly.
But not a sound came out.
Limit Douluo?
Was he hiding his true strength before? Even during their fight, did his opponent intend to continue concealing his power?
The Ghost Emperor's intervention turned into his own death warrant?!
"I originally wanted to end your life in a quieter way, but it seems that's not possible now."
The Soul Suppressing Douluo spoke indifferently, slowly raising his right hand. The originally azure ocean instantly turned a dark red, and the seawater within a radius of a thousand meters began to boil strangely, bubbling up countless blood-red bubbles.
Seeing the attacks, far more powerful than before, coming at him, Blood Shadow Douluo could only grit his teeth and deal with them while inwardly cursing, "This sixth brother—you, a Limit Douluo, still have to pretend to be powerful? Where is your pride as a strong person?! Don't you feel ashamed?"
People's joys and sorrows are not shared. When Blood Shadow Douluo was being brutally beaten by a much stronger opponent, Passionate Douluo stared expressionlessly at the man who appeared out of nowhere, his eyes extremely solemn.
The Limit Quasi-God