The battle ends, Du Busi reflects

Before Xu Yan and the others could fully turn their gazes skyward, the heavens seemed to be torn apart in an instant.

Dozens of blazing white Soul Guidance Rays, each as thick as a pillar, erupted from the forest of turrets before Kong Deming.

They all blasted toward Du Busi.

Wherever the beams passed, the air screamed shrilly, leaving scorching trails that lingered long afterward.

"Is this a Level 9 Soul Engineer? Truly terrifying!"

Watching the lasers fill the sky, Yan Feng's pupils abruptly contracted.

Xu Yan's eyes burned brightly, but his heart faintly tightened.

Although a Level 9 Soul Cannon was less powerful than a stationary Soul Cannon,

the power of each shot depended on the strength of the Soul Power the Soul Master gathered and the time spent gathering it.

Naturally, such a short time was not enough to charge a full-powered shot.

But if two Level 9 Soul Cannon shots struck him head-on, even Du Busi would probably suffer serious injuries.

" Hmph, petty tricks!"

Du Busi's arrogant roar rolled down like thunder.

The golden halo behind him suddenly blazed with dazzling radiance, and the gilded sheen covering his body grew even brighter.

He resembled a true ancient deity.

Rather than retreating, he advanced, charging his enormous body straight into the sky full of rays.

His fists tore through the air, drawing two torrents of dark green energy so dense they seemed solid.

He drove his state of unity of heaven and man to its utmost, and the Soul Power throughout the entire space boiled with his fist intent.

The first wave of Level 7 and Level 8 Soul Guidance Rays was forcibly shattered and annihilated by the raging energy torrents carried on the wind of his punches, scattering into specks of light across the sky.

This was the embodiment of the physical body's limits!

He could destroy Soul Cannon shells with his bare hands!

Yet the two Level 9 Soul Guidance Rays following close behind arrived in an instant, carrying the ultimate power to pierce the void!

"So fast!"

Du Busi's pupils narrowed slightly, and he instinctively ducked to evade.

One laser narrowly skimmed past his scalp.

At the same time, he swiftly drew both fists before his chest to block the other Level 9 Soul Guidance Ray.

The Soul Rings beneath his feet flashed one after another, and dense, dark green Soul Power instantly formed a massive, thick shield.

Clang—!

A deafening metallic crash rang through the clouds.

The massive shield shook violently, fine cracks appearing across its surface before it shattered completely in the blink of an eye.

The raging ray blasted straight into his arms.

Its terrifying heat nearly bored through his flesh, only to be stopped cold by his resilient bones.

The tremendous impact forcibly drove his enormous body hundreds of meters backward.

Blood dripped steadily from his arms.

"Not a bad attack. I never imagined that toy of yours had a trick or two!"

Du Busi growled, the fighting spirit in his eyes burning even hotter.

The muscles in his arms knotted as he exerted his strength without hesitation.

The vast reserves of vital blood essence within him instantly boiled.

His injured arms actually began recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the effect was not as outrageous as Xu Yan's, it was still frightening enough.

"You're actually consuming your own life essence!"

Kong Deming was utterly shocked by the sight.

Life essence was a Soul Master's foundation, the source of their reserves.

The more abundant their life essence, the longer a Soul Master could fight and the stronger they became.

Kong Deming himself was desperately short of the life essence he needed to break through his bottleneck.

Otherwise, he would not have come personally to find Xu Yan.

Du Busi flicked his arms, his eyes filled with disdain. "This old man has plenty of vitality. What? Is that a problem?"

As his words fell, a sonic boom suddenly rang through the sky.

Du Busi's figure abruptly vanished, and when he reappeared, he was already above Kong Deming's head.

His face bore unrestrained arrogance and dominance.

His enormous dark green fist, carrying an unstoppable fist intent, smashed down at Kong Deming as his voice boomed like a great bell:

"Kid, watch closely. This is what a fist should be!"

Xu Yan's gaze sharpened. He knew Du Busi was speaking to him.

"Fist Shakes the Firmament!"

"This is bad!"

Kong Deming's expression changed abruptly.

From that punch, he actually felt a terror that sank deep into his bones.

This punch not only carries the might of heaven and earth, but a spiritual attack as well!

With no time to think further, Kong Deming immediately circulated his Soul Power and frantically drove the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield.

At the same time, the Seventh Soul Ring beneath his feet suddenly flashed, and an enormous silver moon abruptly rose into the sky.

His Soul Power, defense, strength, and other attributes instantly multiplied severalfold.

In the next instant!

Boom—!

An explosive crash suddenly rang out from a thousand meters above.

The force of Du Busi's punch slammed into the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield.

A terrifying shock wave immediately swept outward.

The sky had been filled with chaotic Soul Power.

Now, in an instant, it became clear for miles, every cloud scattering completely.

At the same time, tiny spatial fissures spread around the force of Du Busi's punch.

That single punch had actually broken space!

Kong Deming felt his Level 10 Soul Tool emit a piercing whine, unable to bear the burden.

The silver moonlight, previously steady and brilliant, flickered violently.

The surface of the shield even caved inward, forming the clear outline of a fist!

This... what kind of power is this?!

Towering waves of shock surged through Kong Deming's heart.

It was not as though he had never faced the pressure of a Limit Douluo.

He had already experienced a Limit Douluo's might while working with Ye Xishui to help her create the Level 9 Soul Tool, the Death God Tower.

But the sheer destructive power of Du Busi's punch,

and the overbearing, tyrannical will within it, as though it sought to shatter every rule, far exceeded his expectations.

This was not merely a contest of Soul Power, but the crushing force of a martial will!

It was nothing that woman Ye Xishui could compare to!

The tyrannical fist force, imbued with the might of heaven and earth and a spiritual impact, forced its way through the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield's defensive barrier.

It left Kong Deming's mind blank for an instant.

"Get... down there!"

Du Busi's right arm swelled once more, and his raging fist force drove the turtle shell before him viciously downward.

Boom—!

A series of sonic booms rang out again.

The silver sphere enveloping Kong Deming became a dazzling streak of light, like a meteor hurled by a heavenly god.

It was smashed from a thousand meters in the air toward the ground at a speed the naked eye could barely follow!

Boom—!!!

The earth shook violently, and smoke and dust surged skyward, forming a massive impact crater more than a hundred meters across.

All the surrounding houses collapsed.

At the center of the crater's floor, most of the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield's radiance had dimmed, flickering like a dying candle in the wind.

But it had not shattered in the end, firmly protecting Kong Deming within.

Inside the shield, Kong Deming knelt on one knee, one hand braced against the ground and the other pressed tightly to his forehead.

His face was as pale as paper, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with pain and confusion.

His body was unharmed, but his spiritual power had suffered a devastating blow!

Du Busi's punch had contained more than a physical impact. It also carried an incomparably violent spiritual impact of fist intent that struck straight at the soul.

Like countless red-hot steel needles, it had pierced the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield's physical defenses and stabbed viciously into his Sea of Consciousness.

Now, all he could feel was an incessant buzzing in his head.

His spiritual power, already depleted by controlling so many Soul Tool Turrets and maintaining the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield, instantly ran dry.

Waves of intense dizziness and weakness surged over him like the tide, and he rapidly grew listless.

On the ground, Xu Yan and the others watched with their hearts trembling.

Yan Feng murmured, "Is this... a clash between a Super Douluo and a pinnacle Soul Tool?"

"He won! Senior Du is far too powerful!"

Xu He murmured to himself, his gaze blank.

That punch...

Xu Yan's mind was filled with the punch Du Busi had just thrown.

Tyrannical, fearlessly advancing, looking down upon the world, and filled with unyielding might.

This must be some sort of intent similar to Sovereign's Descent!

But Du Busi's punch also contained the fist intent he had comprehended himself.

Although he had only watched from afar, Xu Yan seemed to have already found his own path in martial arts.

Fists!

One punch to break ten thousand arts; wherever its force reaches, all things are destroyed!

If I can cultivate my body to sainthood, I will be the strongest weapon myself. What need would I have for any other weapon?

"Elder Kong!"

An urgent cry rang out from afar, and a figure instantly flashed before him.

It was the Starry Sky Douluo, Ye Yulin.

At that moment, the Level 9 Soul Tool above Ye Yulin's head, the Sun Moon Divine Needle, had already been activated and was ready to fire at any time.

This was a genuinely activated Level 9 Soul Tool, and a target-locking one at that.

Beside him stood Yun Jin and several other consecrators.

Except for Liao Mengkai, every one of them held a Level 9 Soul Tool aimed at Du Busi above.

"Are you all right?" Ye Yulin asked with concern.

"I'm fine!"

Kong Deming shook his head, his expression exceedingly grim as he stared fixedly at Du Busi.

Du Busi glanced at the Sun Moon Divine Needle high above and the several Level 9 Soul Cannons, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes.

He admitted that he had underestimated these Soul Engineers earlier.

These Soul Tools really did have something to them.

Even after using all his strength to unleash Fist Shakes the Firmament, he had failed to break Kong Deming's shield.

That alone showed how sturdy it was.

It seems Soul Tools aren't entirely worthless trash.

Du Busi clenched both hands and sighed helplessly to himself:

The era of relying solely on Martial Soul power seems to be getting overturned... it looks like I need to learn more about them.

Though stubborn, he also knew how to reflect on himself.

Today's battle had left a deep impression on him.

Gathering his thoughts, Du Busi once again regained his domineering air of looking down upon the world.

He leaned forward to look at Kong Deming and laughed broadly:

"Hahaha, this old man thoroughly enjoyed today's fight!

Old man Kong, there's plenty of time ahead. We'll meet again."

With the other side's reinforcements here, he had no intention of continuing the fight.

His figure flashed, and he appeared above Xu Yan and the others.

"Let's go!"

He swept his large hand, and a gentle surge of Soul Power gathered up Xu Yan, Xu He, Yan Feng, and Ji Juechen.

Jin Peng and Mo Yuan exchanged a glance and nodded slightly.

They too rose into the sky with them.