Blinding, and a restraining effect too.
Qian Daoliu muttered inwardly, wanting to test how long the effects would last if he did not resist.
Yet the next instant, he sensed an attack comparable to a Titled Douluo's hurtling toward him.
Hmm? It has an attack like this too?
Qian Daoliu circulated his Soul Power. The blindness instantly vanished from his eyes, and the restraints on his body were broken at the same time.
Golden Crocodile, Azure Luan, and the others watching nearby all raised their hands to shield their eyes.
Little Bibi Dong was blinded by the flash, her expression bewildered. "Huh? What happened?"
The pillar of light Fang Yuan had released dispersed, and he looked at Qian Daoliu opposite him, completely unscathed, without even a tear in the hem of his clothes.
He felt a little helpless. A Peerless Douluo was a Peerless Douluo after all. The gap in their cultivation was still too vast.
He had stacked his buffs to the limit, yet Qian Daoliu had not even taken a step back. He had blocked the attack without even using a Soul Skill.
As for the blinding and restraining effects, Fang Yuan had clearly felt them being broken after holding him for only a moment.
It was not that his control was ineffective, but that Qian Daoliu's cultivation was too powerful. No matter what he did, the other man's cultivation would overwhelm him.
Qian Daoliu even smiled as he offered his assessment. "Little Yuan, this Soul Skill of yours is excellent."
"It can blind enemies, restrain their Martial Souls, Soul Power, and bodies, suppress all their attributes, and even unleash an attack comparable to a Titled Douluo's."
"An ordinary rank ninety-one Titled Douluo would probably die outright if this move hit them."
Hearing Qian Daoliu's words, Golden Crocodile and Azure Luan looked at Fang Yuan as though he were a monster.
This child was only a Soul Elder, yet he could already contend with a Titled Douluo. Once his cultivation reached Titled Douluo in the future, who could stand against him?
Little Bibi Dong's vision had already recovered. After all, Fang Yuan's Soul Skill had not targeted her; she had merely been caught in its effects.
"What happened just now?"
Hearing Qian Daoliu's words, she anxiously asked Golden Crocodile, "Grandpa Golden Crocodile, how can Fang Yuan fight a Titled Douluo already?"
Golden Crocodile knew Bibi Dong had not seen what happened, so he briefly described it.
After hearing him out, however, Bibi Dong felt as though the sky had collapsed.
If Fang Yuan was already this powerful, would he still need her to save him in the future?
Was this the strength her future self had bestowed on Fang Yuan after taking him into the secret chamber? Then how powerful was her future self?
If she could not even catch up to Fang Yuan's strength, how could she defeat her future self and take Fang Yuan back?
Could she only watch helplessly?
She did not want that!
Little Bibi Dong made up her mind. From now on, she would work even harder at cultivating!
Golden Crocodile watched the expressions on Bibi Dong's face shift from panic and bewilderment to anguish, then determination.
This left him puzzled. What exactly had Bibi Dong been thinking throughout that process?
Qian Daoliu looked at Fang Yuan, and when he saw that he was not moving, he reminded him, "Little Yuan, you still have another Soul Skill. You might as well use that one too."
Fang Yuan, however, had gotten no sense of the experience at all.
"I'm done fighting."
"Grandpa, your cultivation is too powerful. No matter how I use my Soul Skills, they do nothing. I might even suffer mental backlash next."
He was not as stupid as Xiao Wu.
Even though Fang Yuan's spiritual power had improved enormously with the help of angel divine power and Rakshasa divine power.
His spiritual strength had now reached the level of a Titled Douluo, but he still could not challenge Qian Daoliu.
After pondering for a moment, Fang Yuan looked at Qian Daoliu opposite him. "Grandpa, how about you suppress your cultivation to Soul Saint, and then we spar?"
Qian Daoliu: "..."
This boy was quite devious.
With those two sinister Soul Skills Fang Yuan had, if he suppressed his cultivation to Soul Saint and fell victim to one of Fang Yuan's dirty tricks, he would lose face.
Golden Crocodile, Azure Luan, and the others were all watching.
Qian Daoliu did not want to embarrass himself and have his brothers laughing behind his back afterward.
Besides, he had already gone easy on Fang Yuan by standing there and letting him attack without dodging or using any Soul Skills.
But on second thought, he ought to build the child's confidence too. Dealing him too great a blow would not be good.
After a little thought, Qian Daoliu swept his gaze over his other brothers, soon settling on Demon Subduing Douluo.
"Seventh Brother, come spar with Little Yuan."
He figured that no matter how powerful Fang Yuan was, he probably still could not defeat a Super Douluo.
Even if he did get lucky and catch a Super Douluo with a dirty trick, Qian Daoliu would not be the one embarrassed. The best of both worlds.
Demon Subduing Douluo had been watching gleefully, thinking he might get a chance to see his eldest brother embarrass himself.
He had not expected Qian Daoliu to call on him, and his eyes instantly cleared.
"Eldest Brother, you want me to fight Little Yuan?"
He raised a hand and pointed at himself. Thinking of Fang Yuan's sinister Soul Skills, he did not particularly want to step forward.
The main problem was that he could not go all out. If he accidentally injured Fang Yuan, his eldest brother would definitely make trouble for him afterward.
But if he did not go all out, he was afraid things might go sideways.
The more Demon Subduing Douluo thought about it, the more reluctant he became. His gaze unconsciously drifted to the side. "Well, how about having Sixth Brother do it? I think he's more suited to this than I am."
Qian Jun Douluo: "?"
Sensing something was wrong, Qian Jun Douluo frowned slightly and moved his twin brother protectively in front of himself, then raised a hand and shoved him out.
"If you're told to go, go!"
"What's with all this nonsense? Don't tell me you're afraid of a Soul Elder?"
As twin brothers, they had always understood each other perfectly. The moment Jiang Mo raised his backside, Qian Jun Douluo knew he was brewing a foul fart. He was definitely trying to screw over his older brother again.
Qian Daoliu stepped aside and said with an imposing expression, "Enough. Seventh Brother, stop dragging your feet and get over there."
"And remember to hold back."
Demon Subduing Douluo gave him a resentful look. He had known this would be a thankless task, but under Qian Daoliu's gaze, he could only walk helplessly into the arena.
It's no big deal. Little Yuan is only a Soul Elder right now. No matter how powerful his Soul Skills are, they shouldn't be able to hurt me.
Despite these thoughts, Demon Subduing Douluo raised his hand and summoned the Coiling Dragon Staff, planting it on the ground as he secretly stayed on guard.
"Little Yuan, release your Soul Skill."
This boy's attack power rivaled a Titled Douluo's, and he did not possess Qian Daoliu's strength, so he dared not be careless in the slightest. If he fell victim to a dirty trick, he would embarrass himself.
Fang Yuan's buffs were still stacking. Since Sacred Protection was a sustained Soul Skill and could automatically absorb Heaven and Earth essence, the Soul Power he had expended earlier had already fully recovered.
The boost Sacred Protection gave to all his attributes had now reached five hundred percent, and the percentage boost from Holy Light Illumination was still active too.
Moreover, under Divine Power Body Tempering, Fang Yuan's physical strength already rivaled a Titled Douluo's. The attribute boosts he could currently withstand were still nowhere near his limit.
His third Soul Ring lit up, once again a red 100,000-Year Soul Ring, as he looked at Demon Subduing Douluo opposite him.
"Grandpa Jiang Mo, be careful!"
Fang Yuan's third Soul Ring had reached 100,000-Year, and its Soul Skill's effects had likewise been upgraded.
Third Soul Skill: Sacred Judgment.
It unleashed the Sacred Sword of Judgment, locking onto and attacking the enemy's body and soul. Anything in their past that weighed on their conscience would take physical form and torment their mind. If guilty, their soul would be forced out of their body, and karmic flames would burn it until they confessed and submitted to execution / controllable.
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