"Fine! Let's see what gives a brat like you the nerve to talk so big!"
Di Tian laughed in fury. He extended his hand, black dragon scales spreading across it as it instantly transformed into a dragon claw, then drove his fist at his opponent.
Facing a true dragon like Di Tian, Mo Yuan was hardly foolish enough to compete with him in strength.
His advantage lay in all the technology Di Tian had never seen.
He struck the ground with Stellar Sea Harmony, instantly unleashing its authority over gravity. A black domain spread outward, multiplying gravity a hundredfold within its bounds. At the same time, he created several powerful gravitational sources that pulled at Di Tian from different directions.
Di Tian felt as though he had sunk into a quagmire. Even moving was difficult, let alone getting close to Mo Yuan.
"Interesting."
Spatial power surged around Di Tian, and he vanished. The next instant, a rush of air sounded behind Mo Yuan, the dragon claw almost brushing his hair.
Mo Yuan showed no fear. A golden Soul Tool Shield unfolded, and Di Tian's punch shattered it but could advance no farther.
Mo Yuan used the momentum to pull away. On his right little finger, a ring slowly crumbled into metallic powder that scattered into the waves.
"A Level-Nine Soul Guidance Shield Generator?"
Di Tian was no stranger to Soul Tools of this kind. He had dealt with humans quite often over the past ten thousand years, after all, and these shield generators were among the most common types.
But when he looked at Mo Yuan, he was shocked. At some point, identical rings had appeared on all nine of Mo Yuan's other fingers.
In other words, including the one that had just shattered, he had ten of these Level-Nine Soul Guidance Shield Generators!
Mo Yuan smiled. "Keep going, Di Tian. I might not have much else, but I have plenty of Soul Tools."
"Fine, fine, fine! Let's see how many Soul Tools you have for me to wear through!"
Di Tian repeated his trick, releasing his spatial power and teleporting to Mo Yuan's side again.
Crack—
Another ring shattered, but Mo Yuan pressed a handgun against Di Tian's chest.
What?
Di Tian's scalp prickled. He could feel a power within that handgun that even he had to fear.
Bang—
A massive flash of flame erupted, and Mo Yuan's shot sent Di Tian flying.
A pair of dragon wings spread behind Di Tian, and he barely managed to arrest his backward flight. With a dark expression, he pulled open his robe. A shattered black dragon scale lay quietly at the center of his chest.
"Damn it!"
Had he not immediately chosen to dissipate that force by flying backward, the damage would have gone far beyond a single shattered scale.
"What a pity."
Mo Yuan put away the Mimetic Judgement of Shamash. He had finally seized an opening, only for Di Tian to react far faster than he had expected.
With that strike thwarted, finding another opportunity this good would be all but impossible.
But he gave it only a passing thought. The next moment, three purple Soul Rings appeared around him.
First Soul Skill · Control of Gold!
Second Soul Skill · Boiling of Gold!
Third Soul Skill · Sacrifice of Gold!
The surrounding metal elements began burning furiously, turning into pure soul power for Mo Yuan to absorb. He created Soul Tools out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a steel fortress around him.
Atop the fortress, eight Level-Nine Soul Guidance Cannons aimed at Di Tian in unison.
Beyond those, there were over a hundred Soul Tool Ray Guns of various sizes and levels.
The next instant, all manner of Soul Guidance Rays fired together, bathing the surrounding air in bizarre, dazzling colors.
Paralysis rays, corrosion rays, weakening rays, piercing rays... the list went on.
Faced with that pouring rain of light, Di Tian's pride would not let him dodge. Instead, he met it head-on.
With a wave of his hand, darkness condensed into a wall that blocked every Soul Guidance Ray.
Then he thrust his hand forward. The dark wall swept back toward his opponent, transforming into a hundred-meter blade of light that cleaved the sea and hurtled straight at Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan refused to be outdone. The eight Level-Nine Soul Guidance Cannons, which had long been charging, shone with terrifying light. The next instant, eight blasts of light at the Super Douluo level roared forth.
As they flew, the blasts intertwined, absorbing all the energy around them and growing ever stronger.
Finally, the cannon blasts collided with Di Tian's blade of darkness. Boundless light and heat erupted, sending clouds of vapor billowing upward before both attacks vanished without a trace.
Di Tian was about to press his advantage when that same scalp-prickling sensation struck again. His body reacted on instinct.
Without warning, his body vanished, replaced by a gigantic black dragon hundreds of meters long.
Less than a millisecond after he transformed, a bullet wreathed in purple lightning struck the spot where his heart had been in human form.
Now that Di Tian had returned to his true form, however, that spot was occupied by his hind leg.
"Roaaar—"
Di Tian let out a pained draconic roar. Where the bullet passed, neither his scales nor his flesh offered any protection, torn apart outright by the lightning. The bullet pierced his left hind leg, leaving a small hole less than ten centimeters across.
Mo Yuan shook his head and put away the Key of Judgment · Seven Thunders of Absolution. The Soul Tool fortress around him vanished as well, replenishing his soul power under the effect of his Third Soul Skill · Sacrifice of Gold.
Seven Thunders of Absolution was currently in sniper rifle form. Mo Yuan had specifically used eight linked Level-Nine Soul Guidance Cannons to conceal that fatal shot.
Unfortunately, he had still underestimated the reflexes of that ancient bastard Di Tian.
Although Seven Thunders of Absolution could ionize targets at the atomic level, rendering Di Tian's defenses as flimsy as paper, its damage radius was limited. A bullet less than a centimeter in diameter clearly could not inflict any meaningful damage on a dragon hundreds of meters long.
And after this, finding another such opening would be unlikely.
After all, his current fighting style relied mostly on catching his opponent off guard.
"Human, I don't know where you got all these strange, powerful Soul Tools, but this is over. I will not give you another chance."
A cold glint flashed through Di Tian's golden dragon eyes. He opened his mouth, gathering endless power of darkness before unleashing a blast of dragon breath.
This was his full-powered strike. Even a Quasi-God-level Limit Douluo would never dare take it head-on.
Where the dark dragon breath passed, even space began to tremble. It tore through everything in its path and flew straight toward Mo Yuan.
"Just what I wanted!"
A knight's lance appeared in Mo Yuan's hand, predominantly white with black woven through it.
Mimetic Key of Creation · Abyss Flower!
He invoked the authority of the Herrscher of Reason and chanted:
"I am the black that devours all; I am the white that nurtures all. Born before creation, enduring beyond annihilation!"
"Abyss Flower, first rated power · Spear of Salvation Blossoms!"
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