"Boom!"
An enormous roar reverberated across the entire sky.
Vast waves of fire and ripples of energy swept outward from the heavens, finally engulfing the sky for hundreds of feet around. Even sunlight could barely penetrate them.
The Spirit Hall experts atop the walls of Jialing Pass had also been shaken pale by that terrifying ripple of energy. Even after the firestorm passed, lingering dread remained in their eyes, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.
Watching the firestorm sweep outward nearby, Bibi Dong's eyes held both horror and a trace of relief. Fortunately, she had not fought Qian Renxue to the death earlier. Otherwise, she would probably already have fallen.
"How does that girl have such a devastating weapon? That thing clearly looked like a skill Xiao Yan used." Still shaken, Bibi Dong wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and smiled bitterly. "Tang San, oh, Tang San. So what if you became the Asura God? Compared with Xiao Yan, you still fall far short."
"I wonder what happened to Tang San. Even if he's a God King, he certainly couldn't have come out of such a terrifying explosion unscathed."
At Jialing Pass, countless gazes remained fixed on the thick clouds of fire overhead. Suddenly, a golden figure shot backward out of them. Under the impact of that immense energy, Qian Renxue plummeted from the sky.
"It's the Young Master!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression changed. With a shout, nine soul rings-two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red-spiraled up from beneath his feet. He instantly completed his martial soul possession, his eyes blazing with sharp light. Fine golden scales covered his entire body, his hands turned into claws, and an enormous tail covered in scales and spikes trailed behind him.
Then Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly grew larger and stretched out