"Not really necessary."
Hun Changqing shook his head with a light chuckle. Then his gaze sharpened, a gleam flashing through his eyes. Yin qi surged violently from his body, condensing behind him into a dark-gold Demon God phantom thirty thousand meters tall. With three heads, six arms, a blue face, and protruding fangs, it was hideously ferocious. Beside this phantom, the Three Great Dragon Kings' true Ancient Void Dragon forms, each three thousand meters long, looked like children.
Black yin qi swirled around the Demon God, almost freezing the surrounding space and time solid. That chilling aura made even the Three Great Dragon Kings, whose scales were among the hardest things in existence, shudder involuntarily. The dou qi surging through their bodies faltered for a moment as well.
"Yellow Springs Heavenly Wrath!"
At a thought from Hun Changqing, the Demon God's savage pupils narrowed into slits. Its six arms moved before its body, its palms pairing up to form strange seals. Then it opened its monstrous maw and roared toward the heavens, unleashing a bellow that sounded neither human nor beast.
"Mooo!"
Violent soul fluctuations rippled madly outward, raising wave after wave of stark, powerful ripples that swept toward the Three Great Dragon Emperors. Wherever those ripples passed, space crumbled inch by inch into nothingness.
As the Three Great Dragon Kings sensed those fluctuations, vivid fear flashed across their savage dragon faces. They felt their souls trembling uncontrollably, while their innate survival instincts screamed at them to flee at once.
This was a transcendent heaven-tier soul dou technique unleashed through a supreme emperor realm soul. How could Ancient Void Dragons, who primarily cultivated their dou qi and physical bodies while possessing unremarkable souls, withstand such an attack?
The Three Great Dragon Kings knew how terrifying those soul fluctuations were and