Just as this suffocating despair and shock filled the entire venue.
A completely different, yet equally terrifying, aura of Destruction erupted without warning, like a volcano dormant for billions of years, from the depths of the earth below, ravaged by the Death God's Light and the previous battle.
This aura was violent, chaotic, and filled with the cold, Destruction will unique to mechanical creations.
It instantly filled the entire broken space shrouded in the seven-colored light of the High-Energy Compression Array Soul Tool, even suppressing the Toji Bloodline Power and the remaining death aura of the Death God Tower!
"This is...?" Toji's brows furrowed slightly for the first time, and his fierce gaze instantly swept into the depths of the earth.
It seems this is the trap that Ju Zi was talking about.
"No--!!!" The Blood Soul Demon Puppet that Ye Xishui had transformed into let out an extremely shrill scream, the terror and anger contained in that voice far exceeding any moment when facing Toji.
Her scarlet crystalline eyes were fixed on the source of the Soul Power fluctuations that spread like a plague beneath the ruins of the palace, representing Destruction.
Countless metal structures buried deep underground are being put into operation simultaneously.
Blinding beams of Destruction energy, representing different attributes, were bursting forth wildly from the cracks.
" Xu Tianran little brat!!" Ye Xishui's very soul roared, her resentment and rage almost burning away her last shred of reason. "You are despicable and shameless! How dare you use us?! How dare you scheme against the Holy Spirit Cult?"
Her roar was like a death knell, sounding particularly mournful in the prelude to a symphony of Destruction.
She was not given any time to react.
The seven-colored light instantly reached its peak, and the four High-Energy Compression Array Soul Tool emitted a sharp hum that could not bear the strain, bursting out with unprecedented energy, tightly sealing off and compressing the entire explosion area inward.
Inside the seven-colored light curtain, time seemed to stretch out for a moment.
The orange-red light was no longer a faint seepage, but rather like billions of molten lava beasts imprisoned for millennia, suddenly breaking free from the depths of the shattered earth.
They roared, rolled, merged, and expanded in an instant.
The light was indescribably intense, a billion times more dazzling than the midday sun, as if a new, Destruction, orange-red sun had been created out of thin air in the core of Mingdu.
High in the sky, Xu Tianran, who had fled far away, admired the all-consuming orange-red purgatory below through specially made soul-guided goggles.
His handsome face wore a cold, all-encompassing smile, even with a hint of morbid satisfaction.
" The Holy Spirit Cult, Ye Xishui, and... Toji," he muttered to himself, gently stroking the scepter in his hand, "You certainly never imagined that I would use the entire palace as your burial ground, did you?"
"I know very well what price it would take to kill beings like you. The previous war of attrition was merely to force you to reveal your trump cards and to force you to fight to the death."
"Now, here is the ultimate coffin I have meticulously crafted for you!"
He looked down at the orange-red world below, tightly enveloped by a seven-colored light curtain, yet its interior blazing like a boiling furnace, and his smile widened.
" The High-Energy Compression Array Soul Tool is indeed nearly invincible in terms of defense. But did you know that when it's used to imprison Destruction, it actually causes the Destruction power to infinitely accumulate and increase in pressure within a limited space? The explosive power will increase exponentially during compression!"
You're finished!
Without hesitation, he pressed the scarlet button at the bottom of the scepter.
Dozens, or even hundreds, of Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shell.
It was completely detonated in the same millisecond.
The ultimate roar, indescribable in any language, finally erupted.
Even through the barrier of the seven-colored light curtain, the terrifying sound waves exploded like billions of thunderbolts deep within the soul.
The entire Mingdu was trembling violently.
The orange-red, Destruction sun had fully formed, expanding wildly and crashing against the seven-colored light curtain.
The seven-colored light, like a tough membrane stretched to its limit, caused violent ripples and cracks to appear on its surface, yet it firmly bound it within the palace grounds.
Within the light barrier, it was absolute purgatory.
Space was no longer shattered, but completely reduced to dust.
The turbulent flow of time cuts through everything like a sharp blade.
The earth, the palace ruins, the air—all matter was instantly evaporated and decomposed.
The unimaginably high temperature and pressure crushed and fused all matter, forming a Destruction slurry that shimmered with seven colors and orange-red light, existing between a liquid and a gaseous state.
This flow of liquid contains all the attributes of Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shell superimposed on an explosion: extreme high temperature, shattering shock, and annihilating energy. These elements repeatedly surge, superimpose, and pressurize within the confined space, and its destructive power has already surpassed the sum of the power of all Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shell, reaching a forbidden realm theoretically capable of slaying gods and demons.
The Blood Soul Demon Puppet that Ye Xishui had transformed into was the first to be hit, and her last unwilling scream was instantly drowned out.
The indestructible blood crystal, imbued with the Soul Power, was like fragile glass before this absolutely violent torrent of Destruction. It couldn't even withstand a fraction of a second before shattering and dissolving inch by inch. Along with the soul essence residing within it, it was completely ground into the most primitive energy particles and returned to nothingness.
What are Death God Douluo, what is the Supreme Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult? They are as insignificant as dust in the face of this man-made catastrophe.
Long Xiaoyao's battered body didn't even cause a ripple before it vaporized completely.
The seven-colored light curtain trembled violently, emitting a mournful cry as if on the verge of shattering, but ultimately withstood this unprecedented internal impact. It firmly locked this Destruction force, which was enough to wipe the entire Mingdu off the map, within the palace grounds, causing its destructive power to continuously rise and transform within the limited space, forming an absolute Destruction chaos that could even devour light and perception.
Xu Tianran flew even higher, looking down with satisfaction at the orange-red sun below, which was enveloped in a seven-colored sphere of light but whose interior was churning with Destruction magma.
"Goodbye, Toji, goodbye, Death God Douluo. Go find your Death God. With Dragon Emperor Douluo to accompany you in death, how... perfect."
He spoke in a low voice, as if admiring his most prized masterpiece.
However, right in this core of Destruction, where even the Mingdu retreat in fear, in that absolute chaos where even space and time were completely disordered...
A touch of dark red suddenly shone brightly.
It wasn't the explosive orange-red, nor the rainbow of the light screen, but the purest, most ferocious, and most primal dark red of Qi and Blood and energy!
The sound was not a human voice, but more like the roar of a prehistoric beast breaking free of its shackles, forcefully piercing through the Destruction howl.
In the center of the churning, Destruction torrent, a dark red figure stood like Sea God, none other than Toji.
His muscles were bulging to their limit, and his veins throbbed and pulsated on his body like writhing dragons. His skin was scorched red and cracked by the high temperature, but it healed rapidly under the terrifying Bloodline Power.