Soul Land: Martial Soul Magnetic Field Rotation, the Martial God Descends
Chapter 302

The Power of Withering and Flourishing

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"Withering and Flourishing."

Bi Ji slowly raised her hand, and the aura of death quietly gathered at her emerald green fingertips.

She pointed it out.

"Boom--!!!"

Under the influence of her immense Soul Power, her life force was forcibly reversed. A gray-black aura, extremely decaying, withered, and deathly, burst forth from her fingertips, transforming into a pillar of light interwoven with gray-black and emerald, carrying a terrifying power that could wither all things, heading straight for Long Qinghe!

Withering and Flourishing in Shared Silence.

This is a deadly move that the Emerald Swan lineage should not possess.

It was the only destructive power she had painstakingly gleaned from witnessing the deaths of countless companions amidst extreme grief and despair.

Wherever it passed, the air became stagnant, the sea dried up, and even the afterglow of the setting sun seemed to dim.

Long Qinghe's face turned deathly pale instantly.

He could clearly feel the terror of that power; once struck, all the life force in his body would be instantly drained, turning him into a dried-up corpse.

In the heat of the moment, he blocked with his longsword, pouring all his Soul Power into the blade.

"Clang--!!!"

A dark gray beam of light slammed into the longsword.

Long Qinghe felt an irresistible, terrifying force rushing into his body along the sword. His Soul Power rapidly dissipated before that decaying force.

His body was struck as if by a heavy blow, and he flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

With just one move, this Titled Douluo was severely injured!

"Presumptuous!"

Just then, the old man in the gray robe moved.

He let out a low shout, his figure suddenly rising, and the dragon-headed cane in his hand, carrying a terrifying Soul Power as heavy as a mountain, slammed down and stood horizontally in front of Long Qinghe.

"Bang--!!!"

The dragon-headed cane collided violently with the gray-black beam of light in mid-air.

A deafening roar shook the heavens.

A violent energy storm swept in all directions, pressing the sea surface into deep depressions and revealing the underwater reefs.

The gray-robed old man's figure swayed slightly in mid-air before regaining his balance.

His face was no longer as relaxed as before, and his gaze toward Bi Ji became extremely solemn.

What a powerful and Ferocious Beast.

"Heh heh... What a beautiful Emerald Swan."

On the other side, the major general from the military finally let out a cold laugh.

A tiger's roar, echoing through the mountains and forests, came from his throat.

"Roar--!!!"

The tiger's roar was violent and domineering, carrying a ferocious aura that seemed to devour everything.

A pitch-black whirlwind suddenly shot up from his body, Entanglement him.

His body swelled and grew taller rapidly in the whirlwind, with black tiger stripes covering his entire body and his long black hair turning into a wild mane.

With his Martial Soul Possession, this middle-aged man had bloodshot eyes, bared fangs, and exuded a violent and bloodthirsty aura. His ferocious appearance was even more like a Ferocious Beast that had emerged from Hell than Bi Ji was at this moment!

"So what if there are three of you?"

Bi Ji spread her wings, and azure light and gray-black aura intertwined and flowed around her.

Her gaze remained cold and resolute.

She would give anything for Xiaoshan.

Even though there are three Titled Douluo in front of me.

Even if, today, the South Sea is stained with blood.

She will never back down.

And in the distance, beneath the sea surface blasted open by the sword energy.

In the endless deep blue.

A figure covered in blood was slowly sinking.

His back was a bloody mess, with bones faintly visible.

But deep within that wound, a faint blue-white current was quietly pulsating.

Then came the second wisp, the third wisp...

Countless tiny electric currents, like sleeping stars, slowly lit up one after another within his body.

Electric Current Push of 500,000 volts, it operates frantically between life and death.

Those deep wounds, exposing the bone, are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sinking boy's fingers trembled slightly.

The barrier that had troubled him for so long seemed to have been quietly pierced by something under the heavy blow of this sword, on the verge of life and death.

Look inward.

Heart.

magnetic field.

On the sea, turquoise light and dark shadows clashed fiercely.

Bi Ji spread her wings, and between her emerald green feathers, a mist of gray-black and emerald green swirled continuously.

Her battle with the three men had already lasted for dozens of rounds.

To test the waters.

From the very first moment they made their move, both sides were testing each other.

Long Qinghe's longsword pierced down from the sky, its cold light and continuous sword shadows striking Bi Ji's vital points with each slash from a tricky angle.

With a gentle flap of Bi Ji wings, a shower of azure light fell from the sky.

"Jade Light, Tranquil Waves."

The gentle, life-giving light, like ripples on water, spread outwards. The chilling sword light, upon contact with the azure light, had its sharp sword intent subtly softened, its speed slowed by a third.

Her fingertips, shrouded in a desolate gray-black aura, would appear and disappear, suddenly striking out whenever Long Qinghe was exhausted of his old strength and had not yet generated new strength, forcing him to withdraw hastily.

Cang Xuan, a retired War God from the War God Temple.

The gray-robed old man's dragon-headed cane, though seemingly slow, was actually imbued with immense Soul Power with each swing, sealing off Bi Ji's escape routes on both sides.

Cang Xuan's cane touched the sea surface, and a dark golden dragon shadow hovered at the tip of the cane.

"Azure Dragon Heavenly Nether!"

Several dark golden staff shadows converged on Bi Ji's wings from different directions.

Instead of retreating, Bi Ji advanced, her emerald wings suddenly closing.

"Emerald Guard."

A turquoise light enveloped her.

"Clang clang clang--!"

The continuous shadows of the staffs slammed into the light barrier, producing a deafening clang of metal striking metal.

That seemingly thin emerald light shield dissolved and transformed the power of the staff shadow layer by layer, and no matter how much Cang Xuan urged it, he could not tear it apart.

Major General Huo Pojun of the military, Martial Soul: Black Wind Tiger.

He transformed into a black whirlwind, moving at high speed around the perimeter of the battlefield, searching for Bi Ji's weakness.

Huo Pojun's speed was extremely fast. His jet-black tiger claws, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, would suddenly reach out from behind Bi Ji's side from time to time, grabbing at the base of her wings.

Bi Ji's Life Perception clearly captured every single one of his attacks.

She didn't turn her head; a gray-black aura of Withering and Flourishing and lifelessness quietly spread from the edges of her wings.

"Withering and Flourishing."

An aura of decay met the dark tiger's claws.

Huo Pojun felt a deathly force that could wither all things rushing towards him along the tiger's claws, and his Soul Power circulation was momentarily slowed down.

His expression changed slightly, and he made a decisive move, retreating rapidly to create distance.

After several attempts...

The expressions of all three became extremely solemn.

They discovered that the Emerald Swan described in the records was completely different from the Bi Ji before their eyes.

This Ferocious Beast has reached an unfathomable level of mastery in the art of life and desolation.

Protect, resolve, soothe, decay, annihilation...

Her abilities, seemingly gentle, are actually cunning and intricately linked, making one feel as if trapped in a quagmire; the more one struggles, the deeper one sinks.

All three knew that it was absolutely impossible to win her over easily.

Bi Ji's expression was equally grave.

Her Soul Power was extremely powerful. With 400,000 years of cultivation, in terms of the depth of her Soul Power alone, even Limit Douluo could not compare to her.

But ultimately, she could not reverse her nature as a Soul Beast.

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