Divine Bone Transformation Bursts Forth, a Nine-Ring Slaughter God Strikes from the Sky!

Hearing the shrill, frenzied barking behind him, Su Chen finally turned slowly around. He watched Tang San struggle wildly in the mud, then flicked a finger, casually sending out a wisp of pure yang wind!

Bang! The savage aura struck Tang San in the chest, forcibly shattering another thirty percent of the meridians that remained intact inside him.

"Your opportunity?" Su Chen scoffed. "A capering clown like you dares talk about opportunities?"

With that, he sat cross-legged beside the Man Faced Demon Spider's corpse, and the Ancestral Dragon Hegemony Body Art erupted within him!

Rumble! The supreme phantom of the Chaos Ancestral Dragon flickered into being behind Su Chen, unleashing a Primordial Dragon Roar that shook the soul!

Under Yu Xiaogang and Tang San's utterly horrified gazes, Su Chen used his incomparably domineering Pure Yang Dragon Aura to forcibly drag both the two-thousand-year-old purple-black Soul Ring hovering in midair and the eight eerily gleaming external soul bones into his body at once!

"He's mad... he's gone mad!!" Yu Xiaogang clutched his head and screamed in terror. "He's already a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor! He has no free Soul Ring slots! If he forcibly fuses a Soul Ring and soul bones at the same time, the raging energy will tear him apart! His body will explode!"

The instant the Man Faced Demon Spider's savage resentment and immense thousand-year energy surged into Su Chen, before they could stir even the slightest wave, the Chaos Ancestral Dragon reclining high in the nine heavens deep within his sea of consciousness opened its sky-swallowing maw, ruthlessly suppressing, devouring, and assimilating them!

Pure Yang Dragon Aura could melt and refine metal. As the eight sharp amethyst spider legs pierced Su Chen's back, the collision of bones rang out as crisply as jade striking jade.

Under the domineering baptism of the Primordial Dragon Emperor bloodline, the Man Faced Demon Spider's originally sinister venom and devouring power rapidly shed their dark, filthy impurities, transforming into the ultimate dark-gold armor-piercing energy!

Crack! Crack!

As they fitted perfectly with his bones and meridians, the white robe on Su Chen's back tore apart. Eight fearsome, four-meter-long spears, formed entirely of dark-gold glass and covered with flowing pure yang dragon patterns and world-destroying barbs, burst from either side of his back!

Even the slightest movement caused faint, visible distortions in the surrounding space!

The external soul bone... its transformed version, the Dragon Emperor Eight Spider Lances, had completely fused!

At the same time, a grand system notification rang out deep within Su Chen's sea of consciousness:

[Detected: the Child of Destiny's core opportunity has been completely intercepted. His fortune has plummeted to the critical threshold!]

[Heaven's Mandate Plunder successful. God-level critical hit rewards issued: obtained external soul bone quality transformation (god-level potential); obtained god-level combat skill "Dragon Shadow Instant Kill"!]

His Pure Yang Dragon Qi withdrew into his body, and Su Chen slowly rose. At his command, the eight dark-gold dragon lances behind him traced eight cold gleams through the air, then silently retracted and folded away into his spine.

Tang San stared fixedly at Su Chen's completely unharmed body, his aura now stronger still. Utter jealousy, rage, and despair became a red-hot branding iron, burning every last shred of his reason away!

Why? Why did this man have to steal everything?

"Su Chen... Su Chen!!" Tang San let out a piercing cry of despair.

Yet the instant Tang San's death-filled howl resounded through the gorge, the sky above the entire Star Dou Great Forest abruptly darkened!

Ink-thick storm clouds converged wildly from every direction, strangling the midday sunlight completely.

A bone-chilling crimson killing aura, as though formed from the vengeful souls of millions, poured down from the sea of clouds high above. Wherever it passed, the towering ancient trees on both sides of the gorge instantly acquired a layer of dark-red frost, their vitality strangled away within a breath.

Divine Slaughter's Domain! Rumble! Space shook violently as a pitch-black hammer dozens of meters across smashed straight through the clouds.

A burly figure clad in a tattered black robe, his entire body radiating savage slaughter, stepped down from the fractured sky.

On that weather-beaten, stubble-covered, resolute face, only a pair of blood-red eyes held expression now, locked firmly on Su Chen, who had just fused the external soul bone atop the stone!

Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao!

Seeing Tang San lying in the muddy water with both arms ruined and blood weeping from the split corners of his eyes, the savage killing intent Tang Hao had suppressed in his chest for years erupted completely.

He did not even give anyone present a chance to speak. His right hand closed around empty air, and the phantom Clear Sky Hammer blotting out the sky abruptly compressed into solid form. Trailing destructive black light that could annihilate everything, it smashed straight toward Su Chen's skull!

Faced with this god-level crushing pressure, powerful enough to instantly pulverize an ordinary Soul Saint, the eight dark-gold dragon spider lances extending from his spinal joints stabbed hard into the rock. Dragon cries ringing like the clash of gold and iron reverberated along the bone spears as they forcibly raised a dark-gold barrier.

The Ancestral Dragon Hegemony Body Art circulated to its limit within him, and Pure Yang Dragon Aura thundered through his meridians, resisting the corrosion of the Divine Slaughter's Domain.

Su Chen raised his eyes. The rapidly enlarging black hammer was reflected in his Purple-Gold Double Pupils, and a supremely cold sneer curled his lips:

"The younger one was crippled by his own incompetence, so the elder jumps out to throw his weight around. Has the mighty Clear Sky Douluo been reduced to such despicable tricks-beat the child, and the elder comes running, raging in helpless fury?"

His calm voice, carrying the supreme Ancestral Dragon's exalted standing, rang out clearly through the thunderous wind of the hammer.

"Impudent brat, how dare you insult my Clear Sky Sect! Die!!"

Killing intent flashed fiercely in Tang Hao's eyes. Nine dazzling Soul Rings whirled violently up from beneath his feet, and the world-destroying Clear Sky Hammer had already descended to less than ten meters above Su Chen's head!

Yet at that hair's-breadth moment, a soft, feminine laugh, cold enough to pierce bone, suddenly burst through the air!

"Hehehe... Tang Hao, twenty years have passed, and you, a dog driven from its home, still only know how to swing your hammer at the younger generation!"

Buzzz-!

Amid the storm of dark-red killing intent, countless strange petals, thin as cicada wings and shining with brilliant golden light, suddenly tore through the clouds! They whirled and wove together like a storm of golden blossoms, instantly bathing the entire gorge in golden splendor!

In midair, an enormous golden chrysanthemum, flowing with sacred radiance, bloomed proudly!

Then yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black-nine supreme Soul Rings radiating overwhelming pressure spread through the air. A figure in a white robe patterned with gold, his alluring beauty indistinguishable as masculine or feminine, stepped out of the golden chrysanthemum into the sky. Bringing the fingers of his jade-white right hand together like a blade, he jabbed sharply toward the descending Clear Sky Hammer!

Ninth Soul Skill-Chrysanthemums Wither, Wounds Cover the Ground, Falling Flowers Break the Heart!

Boom-!!

The towering golden chrysanthemum transformed in midair into a golden divine spear that tore through the heavens, colliding head-on with the fiercely descending Clear Sky Hammer!

The supremely hard and fierce raw power of Clear Sky and the razor-sharp, metal-aspected singular velvet aura exploded on impact. A visible ring of savage shock waves swept in every direction, completely leveling the cliffs and ancient trees within several hundred meters!

"Pff!!"

At the edge of the gorge, Zhao Wuji and Flender, who had just crawled out of the mudslide, bore the brunt of it. The terrifying residual aura from the clash between Titled Douluos sent them staggering backward again and again, while the Soul Power inside them instantly fell into violent disorder and spasms.

When Zhao Wuji clearly saw the enormous golden chrysanthemum suspended high in the sky and the golden figure beside it, he felt as though lightning had struck him. His knees buckled, nearly dropping him to the ground, and he screamed involuntarily:

"Singular velvet sky chrysanthemum... nine Soul Rings... it's a Spirit Hall elder, a rank ninety-five Titled Douluo-Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan!"