The Domain Unsealed!
Qin Chuan's win rate has increased to 80%!
The area of Game Domain expanded instantly, from fifty meters to one hundred meters, covering the entire Worship Hall.
Golden Crocodile Douluo felt the pressure around him increase.
Qin Chuan raised his hand and deactivated his Sixth Soul Skill; he was ready to try something else.
The four wooden figures are still in their original state.
The other four, Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Luan Douluo, Mighty Lion Douluo, and Qian Jun Douluo, regained their freedom.
But as soon as they regained their freedom, Qin Chuan's First Soul Skill was activated.
"All four of them coming at once! First Soul Skill, Coin of Fate!"
The gold coins flew towards Mighty Lion Douluo, Mighty Lion Douluo expression changed drastically.
The Clown Dwarf flew in front of Mighty Lion Douluo: "Please choose, front or back?"
Mighty Lion Douluo gritted his teeth. "Face to face!"
The gold coin spun in mid-air before finally landing on the ground.
A crying face up.
reverse side.
Boom!
A bolt of heavenly lightning struck down from the dome, hitting Mighty Lion Douluo squarely.
The Mighty Lion Douluo's body was blasted away, crashing into a stone pillar and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
His Soul Power was scattered, and black smoke was billowing from his body; he had lost his ability to fight.
Immediately afterwards.
Golden Crocodile Douluo guessed correctly.
The Azure Luan Douluo guessed wrong.
The Qian Jun Douluo guessed wrong.
In the blink of an eye, of the four Super Douluo on the field, only Golden Crocodile Douluo remained.
Qin Chuan looked at him, a smirk playing on his lips. "Golden Crocodile Douluo, you're lucky, you guessed right. Dare to mess with my place again next time?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo did not answer.
All nine Soul Ring lit up. Yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, and red. The last one was red— Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!
"Seventh Soul Skill: Golden Crocodile King Avatar!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's body suddenly expanded. The dark golden scales on his skin rapidly expanded, covering his entire body. His form transformed into a giant golden ancient crocodile.
The scales gleamed with a dark golden luster, each one resembling a blade.
The giant crocodile's tail swept across with devastating force, slamming towards Qin Chuan.
Wind pressure arrives first.
Qin Chuan's black robe clung to his body in the wind.
But he didn't block, nor did he unleash any offensive Soul Skill; he simply dodged to the side.
The giant tail swept past him three inches in front of him and slammed into the ground.
Boom!
The bluestone floor tiles shattered, and pebbles flew everywhere. A ditch half a meter deep stretched from one end of the hall to the other.
Qin Chuan stood beside the ditch, not even a speck of dust on his clothes.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and he immediately unleashed his Sixth Soul Skill.
"Geng Metal Crocodile Claw!"
A giant Golden Crocodile claw phantom materialized in mid-air, sharp enough to tear through space, carrying a glow of corrosive metal, and slammed down towards Qin Chuan's head.
Qin Chuan's body slid another step.
The crocodile's claw slammed down on the spot where he had just been standing, tearing the white jade floor tiles and the half-foot-deep foundation beneath them to shreds.
Golden Crocodile Douluo refused to believe in evil.
He opened his massive jaws, gathering his Soul Power: "Crocodile Tail Sweep!"
The massive, dark golden tail drew an arc in the air, sweeping across the entire hall.
This move is a wide-range attack with a very broad coverage area. Under normal circumstances, unless you fly into the air, you simply cannot dodge it.
Qin Chuan didn't fly, his feet didn't leave the ground, but his body smoothly moved back two meters.
The giant tail swept across his chest.
The wind pressure blew his hair up.
It was less than an inch off.
Golden Crocodile Douluo was completely panicked.
He unleashed a barrage of Soul Skill —crocodile claws, crocodile tails, and Soul Power shockwaves—one after another, but he couldn't even touch his opponent.
The opponent's body can move freely within the Game Domain, like a reflection gliding across the water's surface.
Fast, smooth, and silent.
"The Great Enshrined are nothing special!" Qin Chuan's voice echoed in the hall. "Within my domain, all your Soul Skill are ineffective against me."
"Hateful!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo roared.
The giant golden crocodile's body suddenly spun around, its scales bursting with dark golden Soul Power, transforming into countless illusory images of Geng Metal Crocodile Claw that blanketed Qin Chuan.
This move covered almost the entire hall.
There are no blind spots.
Qin Chuan's body passed through the gap in the crocodile claw phantom.
A claw slashed down from the left, and he slid half a step to the right.
He pressed down with both claws from above and took a step forward.
The three claws closed in from behind, and his body sank slightly as he emerged from the bottom of the claw shadows.
He didn't even use his Soul Skill from beginning to end.
It's just a flash.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's attack lasted for nearly a minute.
One minute later, he had consumed 20% of his Soul Power.
Qin Chuan stood in front of him, not a speck of dust on him.
Golden Crocodile Douluo reverted to human form, panting heavily, his dark golden scales shimmering on his skin. He stared intently at Qin Chuan, his eyes filled with resentment.
"How is this possible..." His voice was hoarse.
Qin Chuan tilted his head. "Still want to fight?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo did not answer.
Qin Chuan pondered in his mind that the only thing that could currently harm Golden Crocodile Douluo was his Fourth Soul Skill, Destiny Roulette.
But Qin Chuan hadn't planned to use it yet. If he lost due to those two odds, he would die, so there was no need to risk it.
And at that very moment...
Sizzle~~!
This sound is wrong!
Qin Chuan's heart sank, and he turned to look.
Countless cracks appeared on Qian Daoliu's body.
The cracks spread from his chest like fissures on ice, each crack oozing with golden light.
The wooden figure's material began to crumble under the impact of the Angel Soul Power within the Qian Daoliu, and pale golden holy light overflowed from the cracks, dyeing the air around it golden.
"What...?" Qin Chuan's pupils contracted.
Bang!
Qian Daoliu's body exploded through the wooden doll's shell!
Fragments scattered, and golden holy light surged.
Qian Daoliu's silver hair fluttered in the holy light, and six enormous white Angel wings unfolded from his back, each wing being three meters long, with the tips of the wings radiating a dazzling golden light.
"Seventh Soul Skill: Six-Winged Angel Avatar!"
Qian Daoliu's voice seemed to come from the heavens above, carrying an undeniable pressure.
His aura instantly rose to a suffocating level, making the air in the Worship Hall heavy and even breathing oppressive.
Level 99 Limit Douluo, a half-step god.
No, he is Quasi-God.
Having touched the barrier of God and completed the Angel Eight Trials, one possesses a divine pressure that suppresses all mortal souls.
The Game Domain is starting to shake.
Before Qin Chuan became a god, his rule system was considered to be at the Quasi-God level.
Below the Quasi-God, including the Level 98 Golden Crocodile Douluo, no one can break through.
But Qian Daoliu himself is Quasi-God.
The collision of two forces of the same level was like the compression of two continental plates, producing a dull and prolonged roar.
The boundaries of the Game Domain are beginning to crack.
Countless cracks appeared on the pale golden light membrane that enveloped the entire Worship Hall, spreading out like a spider web.
White light seeped from the cracks; it was the overflowing energy when the rules collapsed.
Bang!
The Game Domain has crumbled.
The pale golden fragments drifted like snowflakes, swirled a few times in mid-air, and disappeared.
Qin Chuan suffered a backlash.
A sharp pain spread from the Sea of Consciousness throughout the entire body.
His internal organs felt as if they had been squeezed and twisted; a sweet taste rose in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
A crack appeared on the smiling face of the God of Drama Mask.