Yu Yuanzhen had already forced himself to activate his Martial Soul Avatar against the crushing pressure of the Sky Domain, and the soul power of a Super Douluo was pouring wildly out of his body at an astonishing rate.
Now, as An Jing issued those two icy commands, as though his words themselves were law, the unseen laws of heaven and earth truly seemed to have been rewritten!
Crackle-!
The countless bolts of savage lightning coiling around the hundred-meter dragon suddenly let out a whimpering tremor, then were forcibly stripped from his scales, peeled away, and dissolved into nothing.
Next, a downward gravitational force from the highest heavens slammed into him. Yu Yuanzhen's immense draconic body abruptly sank, and the air-cleaving wings on his back instantly lost their command of the wind, surrendering all control of the skies!
Yu Yuanzhen's mind reeled, and towering waves of terror finally surged through the depths of his murky dragon eyes.
Something was wrong!
This was no ordinary soul skill. This little bastard... was bizarre beyond all reason!
But the battle had already reached a point where one of them had to die. If he, the esteemed leader of one of the Upper Three Sects, fled before all these witnesses, the prestige the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had accumulated over a thousand years would become a laughingstock today!
"Die!!"
Riding the last savage momentum of his plunge from the heavens, Yu Yuanzhen glared until his eyes threatened to split. His sky-blotting claw tore through the air, abandoning every elaborate technique,
and brought tens of thousands of pounds of raw physical strength crashing toward An Jing's face like a collapsing mountain!
Below, Dugu Bo's eyes nearly burst with fury at the sight, and his long emerald hair bristled instantly.
"Damn it! That old worm's been driven mad! He's trying to destroy them both, jade and stone alike!!"
The poisonous radiance of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor flared. Almost without hesitation, Dugu Bo hurled himself forward, trying to take the fatal blow for An Jing.
But the physical speed of a Super Douluo fighting for his life was far too great. A hundred meters vanished in the flick of a finger!
"Die, you arrogant brat!!"
With Yu Yuanzhen's hysterical roar, every Soul Master and spy for miles around looked up as one, staring fixedly as that monstrous claw, blotting out the sun and sky, slammed down upon An Jing's head!
Even stripped of his lightning, a level 95 Titled Douluo's full-strength physical strike was far beyond what a Soul Saint barely above level 70 could withstand. Shattered bones, torn sinews, and a body reduced to pulp were all but the only possible outcome!
Yu Yuanzhen's lips had already twisted into a savage grin, revealing the cruel satisfaction of vengeance fulfilled.
Yet in the next instant, that smile froze completely upon his draconic face.
Pfft!
The colossal claw, powerful enough to demolish cities and strongholds, had indeed struck An Jing squarely in the face.
But his palm felt none of the solid resistance of flesh and bone breaking.
The instant they touched, An Jing's body became a faint, flickering silhouette of insubstantial light. That terrifying claw and the gale of its strike passed straight "through" his body without the slightest obstruction!
Physical attacks passed through him?!
He had hit nothing?!
"This... this is impossible!!"
Yu Yuanzhen blanched in horror. The tremendous sense of weightlessness from his missed all-out strike left him utterly unable to regain his balance. His enormous, hundreds-of-meters-long draconic body became an out-of-control meteor, plunging from the sky into the outer defenses of Heaven Dou Royal Academy!
Rumble-!!
The earth split, and dust billowed into the heavens! The training grounds and main halls within hundreds of meters were instantly smashed into a deep crater of pulverized ruins,
while the shock wave shattered massive boulders weighing thousands of pounds. The savage blast of air even sent the distant Soul Masters watching the battle staggering, their faces drained of color!
Above the clouds, white robes fluttered.
Not even the hem of An Jing's robes had been disturbed. He looked down upon the crater from above, a voice as flat and indifferent as paper emerging from beneath his faceplate.
"Ignorant. While I am in my Sky Avatar state, unless an attack consists purely of spiritual consciousness and mental power, no force on the physical plane can touch this phantom of the heavens."
"Your attack was meaningless from the very beginning."
Within the crater, the dust cleared. The dragon struggled miserably to raise his head from the broken rubble, more than half his scales torn away and his blood staining the ground red.
Yu Yuanzhen stared fixedly at the godlike figure in the sky, the coppery sweetness of blood rising in his throat.
"You... what sorcery have you used?!"
"The dead have no need to know so much."
An Jing took a step forward, ripples spreading through the void beneath his feet. All trace of amusement vanished from his eyes, leaving only a bone-deep chill.
"Since your turn is over, next... it is mine."
"To become the first Titled Douluo to fall beneath my Battle Armor and Avatar should be consolation enough for your broken life."
Hum-!
Beneath An Jing's feet, his fourth Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, which had been tempered by Immortal Herbs deep within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and shone with a dark-golden luster, suddenly blazed with dazzling light!
"Fourth soul skill-Heaven-Altering Illusory Sun!"
Boom!!
An Jing closed his hand around empty air. The lifeless, gray-white sky seemed, in that instant, to have been flooded by a god with the multicolored ink of calamity!
To the southeast, bone-piercing cold gleamed through the boundless void, becoming a shower of countless crystal-clear, bitterly frozen stars, each weighing thousands of pounds;
in the northwestern sky, blue-black spatial fractures tore open, whipping up world-destroying gales capable of shredding all things;
directly overhead, the blazing sun warped, condensing pure-white, heaven-scorching prominences like the eruption of a star;
and the authority over lightning that had originally belonged to Yu Yuanzhen now became annihilating thunder radiating a destructive black glow!
Under the direction of An Jing's mental power, four pure natural elements, each powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth, were forcibly fused together. They became dozens of destructive pillars of light spanning heaven and earth, locking directly onto the ruined dragon body in the crater!
"Descend."
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the grounds of Heaven Dou Royal Academy became the slaughterhouse of an Elemental Storm!
Extreme cold froze flesh, savage gales shredded dragon scales, solar prominences melted dragon bones, and black lightning annihilated life!
A single natural calamity might not have immediately erased a Super Douluo, but when endless calamities rained down in a ceaseless, frenzied bombardment, sheer quantity had long since triggered a collapse in quality!
What drove Yu Yuanzhen to even deeper despair was that An Jing had already formed a Soul Core. The soul power within him replenished itself endlessly, creating its own cycle of heaven and earth.
And accompanying every elemental bombardment was an invisible sledgehammer of spiritual consciousness, driven by An Jing's Spirit Abyss Realm mental power!
Death by a thousand cuts, inflicted upon both body and soul!
"Roooar-!!"
After resisting for fewer than three breaths, the hundred-meter true dragon body was blasted apart within the towering pillars of calamity, a shrill dragon cry of unspeakable agony accompanying its collapse!
As the light faded, Yu Yuanzhen was forced out of his Martial Soul Avatar and crashed back into human form, covered in blood and filth. Even his once-straight spine had mostly caved in!
Deathly silence filled the surroundings.
Every royal guard and sect spy who had hurried over to watch, and even Dugu Bo himself, was terrified out of his wits. They scarcely had the strength to gasp, afraid that the slightest stray sound might draw the gaze of the killing god above the clouds!
"You... little bastard! I will tear you into ten thousand pieces!!"
The near-fatal agony shattered Yu Yuanzhen's last shred of reason. Beneath the shadow of death, the final trace of savage blood within him ignited!
Hum-!
The ninth Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring beneath his feet, deep black as ink and faintly streaked with dark-red threads of blood, detonated to its utmost limit as he burned his lifespan and life essence to fuel it!
"Ninth soul skill-True Dragon's Wrath, Sound Shaking the Nine Heavens!!"
Rumble-!
This was the ultimate technique famed throughout the Douluo Continent!
Lightning of the utmost ferocity exploded from the depths of Yu Yuanzhen's body, instantly turning the ground into a seething pool of annihilating thunder!
Amid the surging lightning, nine monstrous lightning dragon phantoms, each dozens of yards long and radiating the might of ancient dragons, roared at the heavens. Carrying a destructive pressure that would extinguish all life, they took shape with terrifying force!
This was his strongest trump card, combining offense and defense and standing proud above the Upper Three Sects!
"I never imagined that dealing with an ant would reduce me to such a state."
"But so be it."
"Since you want me dead, I will drag you down to hell with me!!"
The savage lightning dragons roared as they guarded him, poised to strike. The madness of his determination to perish together made even Dugu Bo instinctively retreat half a step, his eyes full of wariness.
Yet high in the heavens,
An Jing watched the nine lightning dragon phantoms baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. Not only was he unmoved, he even shook his head in weary resignation and sighed softly.
"Before me, you still dare unleash the lightning element without restraint."
"It seems stripping you of your authority earlier was not enough to clear that dull-witted head of yours."
"Pitiful. Ignorant."
An icy verdict emerged from beneath An Jing's faceplate.
"Then, for this final stretch, you may send yourself on your way."
Snap!
A crisp snap of his fingers rang out through the deathly silent world.
Time seemed to freeze once again at that moment.
The boundless sea of lightning and the nine lightning dragon phantoms that had surrounded Yu Yuanzhen, sworn to destroy An Jing along with themselves, suddenly changed. The blue light in their eyes became a noble silver-white brilliance like the midnight sun!
Backlash!
"Roar-!!"
With a treacherous roar that shook the universe, the nine primordial lightning dragons that had been Yu Yuanzhen's strongest trump card
turned their monstrous jaws in an instant. Bearing the endless heavenly punishment of dragonkind, they slammed viciously toward Yu Yuanzhen below, faster than thunder could reach the ear!
"No... impossible! Get away from me! I am your master!!"
Yu Yuanzhen's murky old eyes almost burst from their sockets, and a scream of utter despair tore from his throat.
Boom-!!
The enormous Thunder Dragon Heads, dozens of yards across, bored savagely into his flesh. The raging pool of annihilating lightning poured down like the celestial river cascading from the highest heavens, detonating wildly inside him alongside his earlier elemental injuries!
Crack! Crack!
Piercing sounds of splintering bones rang out without end. The terrifying shock wave hurled Yu Yuanzhen high into the air like a tattered kite with its string cut. His blood traced a crimson arc across the sky before he slammed into a ruined wall.
The lightning died out, and the dust settled.
The level 95 Thunder Douluo whose might had shaken the continent now lay charred and broken, his bones and sinews severed in many places. His limbs hung limply in a pool of blood, and his once-vast, magnificent life force dwindled in an instant to a guttering candle in a gale, ready to go out forever at any moment.
Step... step... step...
Clear footsteps shattered the void.
An Jing slowly descended from the high heavens, the silver light flowing around his Battle Armor cold and profound.
He landed at the edge of the crater and looked down upon the Super Douluo at his feet, once impossibly lofty, now clinging to life by a thread.
His silver-white eyes held not the slightest ecstasy of victory. They were as calm as though he had merely crushed an ant blocking his path.
But that was precisely what had happened.
A bug was a bug, after all.
An Jing slowly raised his right hand, curling his five fingers slightly inward.
Crack, crack, crack...
The space within three meters of Yu Yuanzhen instantly solidified into a transparent cage, compressing and folding inward layer upon layer, cutting off every possibility of escape or self-detonation.
"Thunder Douluo, as the first Titled Douluo to die by my hand..."
An Jing gazed down upon him, his voice so cold it held not a trace of mortal warmth.
"In recognition of your standing as a sect leader, I grant you leave to speak your final words."
"Then..."
"Bid this world farewell forever."
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