Long Wenkai's dark-gray dragon patterns surfaced in midair, transforming into eight azure dragons more than ten meters long that flew about. Wherever they passed, earth and stone turned to powder, plants withered and rotted, and Soul Masters were drained of all vitality.
The Dragon-Pattern Long Family had a rather unusual Martial Soul: its members randomly awakened the pattern of a certain kind of dragon.
Long Wenkai had slightly tousled short hair and a weathered face with sharply defined features that made it hard to look away.
His smile was warm, broad, and radiant, just like the embodiment of the warm sun, full of sunshine.
Such a sunny person had awakened the Dark-Dying Azure Dragon, a Heavenly Dragon of the Wood Type, Dark Element, and Destruction.
A company of fifty mid- and high-rank Soul Masters-ten Soul Emperors and forty Soul Kings-was led by him, a Soul Douluo, and a Soul Saint Deputy Battalion Captain. With him at the head, they charged across the ground at full speed.
Meilun Cox, with a Sixth Grade Advanced Martial Soul, the Raging Thunderbird, was a Level 74 Soul Saint. He was one of the few Soul Saints of a different surname in the Demon Sheep Sect, as well as the commander guarding the eastern pass.
"Seventh Soul Skill-Thunderbird Avatar!"
A pair of enormous wings stretched out from his back, and his entire body was covered in feathers. His orange-yellow eyes had vertical pupils, and seven Soul Rings revolved up and down around his body. He had become a living, sixteen- or seventeen-meter-tall Thunderbird Soul Beast.
"Sixth Soul Skill-Thunderclap Storm!"
A gale more than twenty meters in diameter, carrying lightning, lashed at the Magic Formation like countless whips. The gale and flashes of lightning gradually grew more frequent.
The lightning struck faster and faster, and the gale surged with increasing ferocity. The Magic Formation began to totter.
Ma Zhibin sneered, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. His back shuddered, and a pair of Phoenix Wings spread open.
With a beat of his Phoenix Wings, his speed suddenly doubled. It was the Ma Family's "Phoenix Dance Across the Nine Heavens Lightness Skill." In a flash, he appeared before Meilun Cox.
"Fifth Soul Skill-Phoenix Meteor Strike!"
Dozens of domineering flaming fist techniques poured forth without restraint, like a peacock spreading its tail.
Facing Ma Zhibin's storm-like assault, cold light also flickered in Meilun Cox's eyes as his immense Soul Power rapidly circulated through his body.
"Fifth Soul Skill-Extreme Thunder Armor!"
A mass of enormous purple-brown lightning clung to his body like a coat of thunder. Every one of Ma Zhibin's ferocious attacks was met head-on in the most direct way.
But a mere Soul Saint wasn't qualified to make Ma Zhibin retreat!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" In the sky, the two figures launched into the fiercest and most brutal close-quarters combat.
Fist met flesh. With every clash, the terrifying gusts of force could rend the surrounding space, while the sharp sound of air splitting rang out without end.
When the two collided, there was no earth-shattering sound. Purple-brown lightning and purplish-red flames intertwined, releasing only dense purple smoke. Hissing rang out incessantly.
"Thump!" Their clash did not last long. A muffled sound rang out from within the purple mist, and then a battered figure came flying backward, stumbling through the air.
At last, he smashed heavily into a mountainside. The terrible force caused thick, arm-wide cracks to spread across the hard rock in an instant.
There was also a small path to the west, used mainly to gather supplies from the nearby mountain range.
At that moment, the situation to the west was just as unfavorable for the Demon Sheep Sect as it was to the east.
"Sixth Soul Skill-Light Binding!"
A large group of Soul Masters was bound and left unable to move by the light formation conjured by Xue Tianming's Brightlight Mirror.
Then an enormous, dark-yellow bell came crashing down, releasing a powerful, stirring death knell that rang through the skies.
Before long, once the bell rose again, all that remained was a heap of blood, severed limbs, and chunks of flesh.
Xue Tianming's hair was combed perfectly, his shirt cuffs were rolled up to the most prominent part of his forearms, and his bright, alert eyes often flashed with a glimmer of wisdom.
He was Soul Fighting City's Minister of External Relations.
"Can't you be a little cleaner? There's debris all over the ground." Xue Tianming, with his gentle features and Noble Purity, looked disapprovingly at his friend Zhong Kui.
The middle-aged man had a face covered in thick, black stubble. He was powerfully built and full of energy, and he had a "strong" bald head.
"Enough chatter!" Zhong Kui lifted his eyes and looked upward, seemingly troubled by something.
The square in front of the main hall was the main battlefield, and the great melee continued.
Grand Elder Solidas Weiss, a Level 83 Soul Douluo and Guido Weiss's paternal uncle, was one of the Demon Sheep Sect's Grand Elders. He was being besieged by two Soul Douluos and was in grave danger.
They were the two Deputy Legion Commanders of the Soul Fighting Legion: Cheng Nanxing and Qu Yixiang, a Shadow Scorpion Lion Soul Master trained by Soul Fighting City. The Martial Souls of these two were exceptionally effective against the Three-Eyed Demon Sheep.
Oh, and incidentally, the Legion Commander was Ximen Rongcheng.
After the Seven Extremes Bow's sweeping attack, the ratio of their numbers on offense and defense had fallen below one to two. But Soul Fighting City's Soul Masters completely outclassed the Demon Sheep Sect's Soul Masters in level and strength.
As the members of the First Battalion of the Soul Fighting Legion hunted down the Demon Sheep Sect's Soul Masters in squads, the sect's defeat had become inevitable, and its members were barely managing to resist.
The greatest feature of Soul Fighting City's attack on the mountain this time was its long-range assault. The Yang Family's attacks were extremely sharp, and with seven attributes, they could always find an attribute that countered the opponent's Soul Masters.
In particular, after the Demon Sheep Sect's many Support Soul Masters and Healing Soul Masters fell first, its overall combat strength and endurance declined at a visible rate.
Qu Yixiang unleashed his ultimate move.
"Eighth Soul Skill-Dark Nether Lionheart Strike!"
The moment the enormous, dark-cyan Shadow Scorpion Lion Energy Body appeared in midair, it threw back its head and roared.
Its mighty body, which looked almost tangible, displayed a strength unlike that of ordinary beast-type Martial Souls.
A huge claw shadow came crashing down from the sky as though it would tear the heavens apart, striking fiercely toward Solidas Weiss.
"Fifth Soul Skill-Demon Sheep Barrier!"
This was Solidas Weiss's only defensive Soul Skill. A dark-yellow Soul Power barrier surged out of his body, forming an Energy Shield ten meters in diameter.
On its front was the phantom of a demon sheep's head, letting out a soundless howl.
Qu Yixiang's terrifying Soul Power surged in like a tide. Under that force, Solidas Weiss's Soul Power Shield almost immediately collapsed, and the blow finally struck him hard in the chest.
A mouthful of crimson blood shot out from his chest with a "pfft," and his body flew backward. It scraped a deep trench into the ground.
"Sixth Soul Skill-Purple-Cyan Wind-Thunder Burst!"
Yet just as his figure was sent flying, the space behind him suddenly twisted, and a blurred figure appeared out of nowhere.
Purple-cyan lightning coiled around a fist, which then tore through space like a rushing thunderbolt and slammed toward Solidas Weiss's back.
The fierce, scorching gust of force that appeared behind him also made Solidas Weiss's heart turn cold. He forcibly turned around and crossed both arms in front of himself.
"Bang!" The fist wreathed in violet lightning struck in an instant, landing heavily on his arms and producing a muffled thud. A surging hidden force abruptly exploded!
As blood sprayed out, a crisp cracking sound came from Solidas Weiss's right arm, and his bones shattered.
His body flew backward once more, slamming heavily into a massive stone stele and sending fine cracks spreading across it.
A moment later, with a final crack, the stele burst apart. Its pieces had already been completely pulverized by that surge of Soul Power.
Solidas Weiss lay collapsed amid the stone dust, his body twitching continuously.
Clearly, those two blows had severely wounded him!
Solidas Weiss struggled to raise his head and stared in shock at the place where the attacker had been.
There, a slender figure slowly appeared... Cheng Nanxing!