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"Roar!" Yan Choulong let out a furious bellow.
A dragon tail lashed out abruptly from the end of his spine. The shadowy dragon tail of his fourth soul ring, Netherworld Tail Strike, slammed viciously into the dark-blue water-screen prison with a howl that shattered space!
His third soul skill, Netherworld Swift Movement, accumulated netherworld power and could form a combination technique with his fourth soul ring, rivaling a ten-thousand-year soul skill.
Crash-
The sound of the deep-sea space shattering was deafening. Yan Choulong burst through the barrier and landed ten meters away, panting heavily. Tiny beads of blood seeped from the black scales covering his dragon tail.
He abruptly raised his head. The red light in his eyes froze, and even the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
On Chen Xiaojun's forehead, a dazzling gold-and-red, sun-shaped mark blazed fiercely-the sun mark!
The enhancement aura of Peerless Nobility overlapped with his own sun mark, pushing the soul power surging around him to level 71, while his aura reached the peak of a mid-tier Soul Saint-level 76.
Xiao Yi was even more outrageous. A layer of pale-blue mist rose and swirled around her like radiant clouds.
She had activated her rosy mist divine venerable body!
Although her soul power fluctuations hovered around level 74 on the surface, Yan Choulong's powerful mental perception as a Titled Douluo clearly sensed that the aura spilling from the depths of that blue mist carried the crushing pressure found only in a high-tier Soul Saint-level 78.
Fucking hell!
Three high-tier Soul Kings had become three Soul Saints whose soul power surged and whose strength far surpassed others at the same level.
In just a few breaths, they had used the secret art Life Force Awakening,