Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eyes Martial Soul instantly contracted.
That was neither Soul Beast nor any known powerful being.
An unprecedented, deadly warning, stemming from his very Life instincts, pierced his heart like an ice pick.
He didn't even have time to think about the source of this power. Driven by instinct, his body moved his heart and other vital organs within his chest cavity at a speed beyond the limits of his thinking.
"Pfft!"
Almost at the same millisecond that his heart shifted, a short blade, entirely emerald green, crystal clear, as if formed from the essence of Life, Blade of Life's Watch, like the fangs of a venomous snake, with an absolute sharpness capable of annihilating life, pierced into his back without warning and with unparalleled ruthlessness.
It pierced the very spot where his heart was originally located with perfect precision.
The emerald green blade tip emerged from his chest, leaving a trail of fine beads of blood.
Excruciating pain, accompanied by a terrifying sense of weakness as if one's Life essence was being frantically drained, instantly swept over the entire body.
Huo Yuhao's handsome face instantly contorted with pain and shock, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints.
He turned around abruptly, and there he saw a tall figure standing less than three feet behind him.
The black tight-fitting T-shirt outlined the bulging, rock-like muscles, while the white sweatpants were splattered with mud and blood, yet this did not diminish his wildness in the slightest.
Beneath his messy black hair was a handsome face with sharp features, exuding wildness and disdain.
A cruel smile spread across his lips, revealing his gleaming white teeth.
Those beast-like eyes were now fixed on him with undisguised, ferocious excitement, like someone eyeing prey.
Heavenly Tyrant, Toji.
That figure, as insurmountable as a mountain in his childhood memories, which once filled him with endless longing and awe.
That goal he had chased in his heart countless times...
To his astonishment, at this very moment, they appeared behind him and launched a fatal attack.
" Toji!"
Huo Yuhao's roar was filled with disbelief, shock, and a deep tremor in his soul.
His reaction was lightning fast. Driven by the excruciating pain of having his heart pierced and by rage, Huo Yuhao didn't even have time to pull out the Blade of Life before striking out with a palm.
This palm strike was not purely physical force, but rather a condensation of his vast, ocean-like Spiritual Power, forming an overwhelming and unstoppable spiritual force that crashed down on Toji, who was standing right next to him, like an invisible giant wave.
"Snort."
Toji let out a disdainful snort, seemingly slightly surprised that he hadn't been able to kill him with one blow. But when faced with the terrifying Spiritual Power that could crush mountains and tear souls apart, he neither dodged nor evaded.
His muscles tensed instantly, like dragon tendons coiling Entanglement. His terrifying physique withstood the impact that would have made Titled Douluo faint instantly. He was violently pulled backward by this enormous force.
" Yuhao!" Tang Wutong's exclamation and reaction were almost simultaneous.
The moment Huo Yuhao was attacked, an unprecedented golden light of shock and anger erupted in her pink-blue eyes.
Without the slightest hesitation, she released her hand from Huo Yuhao's, and with a swift movement of her right hand, a golden spear, its shaft adorned with dragon patterns and radiating boundless sharpness and divine pressure, instantly appeared in her grasp— the Golden Dragon Spear!
"Despicable! All you do is sneak attacks!"
Tang Wutong let out a sharp cry, and the Golden Dragon Spear erupted with a dazzling golden light.
She Toji pointed her spear at Shen'er, who was flying backward.
"Hold head high--"
A majestic and sacred dragon roar, shaking the heavens, resounded across the battlefield.
A colossal dragon, composed entirely of condensed golden energy, roared forth from the tip of the spear.
The dragon was incredibly lifelike, its scales and claws flying, its massive body blotting out the sky and radiating supreme dragon might. It locked onto Toji, who was flying backward, and opened its blood-red maw, which was big enough to devour mountains. With an aura of Destruction that could crush everything, it swallowed Toji's tiny figure in one gulp at a speed that exceeded the limits of vision.
"Boom!"
The golden dragon, carrying Toji, crashed heavily to the ground. The earth trembled violently as if struck by a meteorite, and smoke and dust mixed with golden light shot into the sky, forming a huge mushroom cloud.
The terrifying shockwave blew up and crushed all taxis and civilians within a radius of hundreds of meters, regardless of whether they were friend or foe.
The Star Luo Empire side erupted in cheers of relief after surviving a calamity.
The remnants of the Sun Moon Army looked ashen-faced.
The power of Tang Wutong's attack, at the level of Limit Douluo, was terrifying.
"Pah! Shameless thing!"
Tang Wutong held the Golden Dragon Spear, her long, light blue hair dancing wildly in the aftershocks of energy. Her beautiful face was filled with disdain and killing intent as she spat at the smoke-filled giant crater.
However, the solemnity on Huo Yuhao's face did not lessen at all; in fact, it became even more profound.
He clutched the wound on his chest where the Blade of Life had pierced him. The power of the Gold of Life was frantically fighting against the remaining ferocious Bloodline Power on the blade, preventing the wound from healing and the loss of life.
That brief exchange made him fully understand the terror of Toji's physical body.
Even his Spiritual Detection Sharing domain failed to detect Toji's approach in advance.
That body seemed to merge with heaven and earth, perfectly avoiding all energy and spiritual probing.
If it weren't for the strange and powerful fluctuations of Bloodline Power in the air at the last moment, which triggered his alertness beyond his limits and forced him to shift his position due to the instinctive reaction honed by his body on the brink of life and death countless times...
At this moment, he was already a corpse with his heart pierced through.
An invisible assassin, an unparalleled physical body—this is the nightmare of every Soul Master.
"Cough, cough..."
Huo Yuhao coughed up blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, his eyes fixed on the huge, smoke-filled crater.
He could sense that the Golden Dragon Spear's strike, which was powerful enough to severely injure Super Douluo, had failed to completely kill the monster.
It was as if his premonition was being confirmed.
The next moment, a tooth-grinding, tearing sound, like ripping silk, suddenly rang out from the center of the dissipating smoke and dust!
Then came the second and third tones.
Several dark red blades, condensed to their extreme and imbued with the will to sever and annihilate everything, erupted violently from within the massive body of the golden dragon without warning, like demonic claws reaching out from hell.
The flashes of blades were so fast they defied comprehension.
The indestructible golden dragon, formed from Tang Wutong's divine power, was like a rag doll thrown into a shredder. In an instant, its massive body was cut, torn, and shredded by those ferocious blades.
The dragon's body, composed of golden energy, exploded with a deafening roar, transforming into countless wild golden specks of light that scattered in all directions.
It was like a dazzling yet deadly golden downpour.
Where the light fell, the ground was scorched into deep pits, and low-level Soul Master who had no time to dodge were instantly vaporized.
At the epicenter of the explosion, amidst the golden rain of light and the lingering smoke and dust, a figure slowly straightened up.
He casually slung the broad blade of the Soul Liberation Blade over his wide shoulder.
The dark red blade flowed with viscous blood-like light, greedily absorbing the dissipating Golden Dragon energy and the lingering stench of blood in the air.
Golden Dragon's blood splattered like molten lava onto Toji's bare arms, chest, and cheeks.
The intense heat, enough to scorch through fine steel, only left a few fleeting white marks on his bronze-colored panel, which were then completely dissipated by the terrifying Bloodline Power surging beneath the panel.
Golden dragon blood slowly slid down the grooves of his muscles, which, far from making him look disheveled, added a layer of eerie and violent horror to his already fierce and unrestrained temperament.