"Both sides, state your names!" Unbreakable Douluo glanced at Jiang Hai, who stood aloof from the world, and spoke.
The young man before him was far more mysterious than he had imagined. In certain areas, his accomplishments even surpassed those of someone like him, who had cultivated for decades.
The Heavenly Dragon Sect was no weakling. Dragons had always been synonymous with power, but unfortunately, they had encountered this monster!
"Heavenly Dragon Sect, Xing Yan!" declared the brownish-red-haired man who had stepped forward first. His cold eyes fixed on Jiang Hai, but he showed little fear. An intense fighting spirit brewed within him, and sparks of electricity flickered.
"Holy Spirit, Jiang Hai!" Jiang Hai said calmly, then walked to the edge of the arena.
"You..." Seemingly sensing the disdain, Xing Yan snorted coldly and turned to walk to the opposite side of the arena.
"Begin!"
As Zheng Zhan's voice fell, Xing Yan shot forward with a bang. The muscles of his towering body swelled, each sharply defined bulge steaming like iron heated red-hot. While he was still airborne, soul rings rose from beneath his feet, six in total, proving that he was a Soul Emperor.
With the appearance of his soul rings and a resounding dragon's roar, Xing Yan completed his martial soul possession. His body grew by nearly half, and his imposing aura surged. Red dragon scales covered his skin, even spreading across his face.
The Red Dragon martial soul.
It was a fire-attribute martial soul, exactly the same as Wu Feng's. Compared with Xing Yan now, however, Wu Feng's aura was still somewhat immature.
Boom!!!
A powerful aura also soared skyward from Jiang Hai. An ancient, heavy bronze coffin with an azure patina appeared on the ground behind him. As the Bronze Coffin landed, the ground shuddered, revealing