An overwhelming aura engulfed the three of them. Faced with Tang Lan's fury, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo wished they could vanish on the spot.
But they could not.
Yi Chen's Tongtian Avatar was a powerful Soul Skill.
Once activated, unless Yi Chen allowed otherwise, it would leave its targets dead or wounded!
And with the Martial Soul Avatar towering ten thousand meters high, how could they easily escape its restraints?
Seeing a heaven-spanning Martial Soul Avatar bring its palm down toward them, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo steeled themselves for a desperate fight!
It was not just because Tang Lan was close at hand. If they failed to protect Tang Hao, he might well vent his wrath on them.
More importantly, if they did not stake their lives on resisting this attack, their lives would be forfeit!
Both men roared madly.
A phantom instantly swelled over Chrysanthemum Douluo's body, reaching a full three hundred zhang in size as black scales emerged across it.
Ghost Douluo was even stranger. His entire body shone as he fused with Chrysanthemum Douluo!
Their Soul Power began burning furiously, while Yi Chen's expression grew rather amused!
"Two Extremes Stillness Domain? Using it this early? I'd love to see what this fusion Soul Skill can do!"
Yi Chen watched the two with a grin as he felt a powerful resistance emerge!
This was the might of a fusion Soul Skill: it could freeze an enemy's movements, interrupt their Soul Skills, and turn the battle into a war of attrition fought with Soul Power!
Meanwhile, Tang Lan was rushing over from the distance. The arrival of a Titled Douluo like him would be enough to turn the tide!
"Hahaha! Let's see how you stop my Two Extremes Stillness Domain!" Chrysanthemum Douluo laughed arrogantly.
Yi Chen kept grinning, utterly unconcerned. "Then let me give you a gift, too..."
Rumble!
The sky suddenly darkened, followed by a streak of lightning.
A mass of pitch-black clouds blanketed the sky over the entire mining site, like the end of the world had come.
The abrupt change snapped Ah Yin out of her daze. She looked up at the sky in surprise, then turned a worried gaze toward Yi Chen.
The smile on Yi Chen's face deepened. He stepped forward and suddenly threw a punch!
Rumble...
In an instant, a bolt of lightning descended.
Crack!
An enormous bolt of lightning struck the black clouds, and countless slender lightning serpents began leaping through them.
Yi Chen extended his palm. Masses of lightning materialized out of thin air and gathered in his hand.
"Perish!" The enormous ball of lightning in Yi Chen's hand fell like a meteor, shooting toward Chrysanthemum Douluo and the other two.
Boom, boom, boom...
Thunder rolled, deafeningly loud, while dazzling white light illuminated more than half the night sky.
Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and Tang Lan all stared wide-eyed, filled with disbelief and despair.
What the hell was this?
Lightning poured down like a shower of meteors, engulfing them.
"Why can he still use Soul Skills? That's impossible!"
As Tang Lan rushed over from afar, doubt rose in his heart. They were both Titled Douluo, so why did this man possess such formidable strength?
Those bolts of lightning were terrifying. Even he felt threatened by them.
The lightning filling the sky finally began to fade, revealing the scene below.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had both been blasted black as charcoal and gravely wounded!
Tang Hao's clothes were also torn, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his right arm had been severed. He was a pitiful sight.
"This... is impossible!"
Looking at their miserable condition, Tang Hao stood dumbstruck, unable to believe what he was seeing!
This man's Soul Skills were actually this terrifying?
In the distance, Ah Yin watched, her jaw hanging open. Everything she had witnessed defied her understanding and left her stunned.
"Yi Chen..."
Ah Yin murmured his name, her heart trembling!
She had already felt fond of Yi Chen. Now he had risked his own safety to save her, even displaying incomparably powerful strength...
Even though her true form was the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin felt her heart stir at that moment!
Gazing at his handsome figure from behind, towering like a mountain, she unwittingly became entranced!
"You actually ignored our fusion Soul Skill... what is that move called?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and struggled to his feet, staring at Yi Chen in horror!
Although the explosion had not been fatal, it had already dealt him a grievous blow.
He had never encountered such a freak!
Ghost Douluo, on the other hand, was in an even more miserable state!
His chest had caved in, and his hideous face was twisted in agony.
He lay on the ground, finding even the slightest movement excruciatingly difficult.
Even as he struggled to push himself up with both hands, he did not utter a sound.
"I told you. Today, I will take your life!"
Yi Chen smiled, watching Chrysanthemum Douluo indifferently as he approached step by step!
"Stay back! I'm warning you, don't try anything!" Chrysanthemum Douluo trembled, retreating more than ten steps until his back pressed against a rock face, his whole body taut.
"Kill me? Heh... let's see whether you can!" Chrysanthemum Douluo growled, grabbing the unconscious Tang Hao beside him and hurling him viciously at Yi Chen!
"Tang Hao? You dare lay a hand on him?! I'll slaughter you!" Tang Lan, who had nearly reached them, flew into a rage at the sight.
These men had taken his son hostage and even tossed him aside like cannon fodder. If he ignored it, would he not become a laughingstock among the other families?
Gritting his teeth, Tang Lan struck out with his palm. A searing flame took the shape of a dragon and lunged toward Yi Chen!
"Ah!" Ah Yin could not help screaming. She was terrified that Yi Chen would be killed or defeated!
After all, Tang Lan was a renowned Titled Douluo with formidable strength!
Yi Chen had just fought a great battle and might not be able to withstand him!
Tang Lan held nothing back in this attack. The massive dragon of flame roared as it lunged in for the kill, carrying the resolve of a charge from which there was no return.
"Hmph!"
Faced with this terrifying blow, Yi Chen snorted coldly, shifted his footing, and dodged the dragon's charge!
Boom!
The dragon slammed into the ground, sending great clouds of dust billowing up.
Seeing this from afar, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, then turned and fled.
They knew that this attack could not stop Yi Chen. Fighting on would be pointless; it would only buy time.
They were better off fleeing at once while Tang Lan kept him occupied.
In truth, they now regretted it so deeply that their guts had turned green!
Had they known this would be such a troublesome affair, they would never have come!
As members of Spirit Hall, when had they ever been reduced to such a sorry state?
"Think you can escape?" Yi Chen sneered. Ignoring Tang Lan as he rushed toward Tang Hao, Yi Chen suddenly thrust out his left hand and pressed it down through the air.
An enormous transparent palm imprint immediately appeared in midair and bore down on Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
They had dared attack him, and now they wanted to leave without paying a price? Impossible!
"No..." Chrysanthemum Douluo's pupils abruptly contracted as the aura of death flooded his entire body!
An unimaginably terrifying force crushed down on him, leaving him unable to breathe, let alone resist!
The palm was far too massive. It encompassed everything around them, blotting out the sky and sun as it descended!
"Damn it! What kind of monster is he?!" Chrysanthemum Douluo roared, his Soul Power seeming to burst into flames as he resisted with everything he had!