Upon seeing Ci Xue raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Ordinary Soul Douluo would have been unable to stand due to the pressure of Titled Douluo, so how could Yu Xiaolong be so composed?
But he immediately scoffed, his surprise vanishing in an instant—it was just relying on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul. Level 81 was still level 81; the gap between him and Titled Douluo was not something anyone could easily bridge. His eyes sharpened, and an attack was already brewing.
A cold glint flashed in Ci Xue Douluo's eyes, his Soul Power suddenly condensed, and his Fifth Soul Ring blazed brightly. " Fifth Soul Skill, Thorn Bone Spikes!"
Before he finished speaking, countless sharp, blood-red bone spikes appeared around him. These spikes gleamed with a ghostly green poisonous light, like thorns growing from hell, and shot towards Yu Xiaolong with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air. The aura of deadly poison spread, and even the surrounding vegetation withered instantly.
Faced with this attack, Yu Xiaolong neither dodged nor evaded, but let out a deafening dragon roar, " Dragon Transformation!"
The powerful bloodline of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon surged within him, blue scales rapidly covered his entire body, his horns grew sharp, his tail swept across, his body grew several feet larger, and his aura suddenly soared.
Immediately afterward, his Eighth Soul Ring suddenly shone brightly, and purple lightning coalesced into a solidified dragon shape. " Eighth Soul Skill, Purple Thunder Sky-Shining Dragon!"
The purple lightning dragon roared as it charged out, colliding fiercely with the countless bone spikes flying everywhere.
The roar echoed through the valley. Purple lightning and blood-red poison collided and annihilated each other, eventually dissipating completely. The aftershocks tore several deep gashes into the ground.
Yu Xiaolong swayed slightly, but stood firmly in place; Ci Xue Douluo also stopped his attack, his eyes showing a hint of seriousness.
This scene, witnessed by the other five Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall, all felt a jolt in their hearts. Demon Subduing Douluo paused slightly, thinking to himself, "An 81-level Soul Douluo can actually withstand Ci Xue's Fifth Soul Skill head-on? The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's foundation is indeed not to be underestimated."
Ghost Leopard Douluo's eyes flashed. The power contained in that dragon's might far exceeded the level of an ordinary Soul Douluo, forcing him to re-evaluate this opponent who seemed to only have the cultivation of Soul Douluo.
The Porcupinefish Douluo stared at Yu Xiaolong, who had been knocked back several steps by his attack but remained firmly standing, his turbid eyes blazing with rage. How could a mere Soul Douluo withstand a blow from half of his power? This was utterly a trampling of the dignity of Titled Douluo!
"You fool who doesn't know what's good for him!" he roared, his purplish-black Soul Power surging suddenly, and his Seventh Soul Ring blazing brightly. "Since you insist on courting death, then I'll grant your wish! Seventh Soul Skill — Martial Soul Avatar: Pufferfish!"
As the Soul Skill was unleashed, the Porcupinefish Douluo's form changed drastically, transforming into a giant Pufferfish nearly ten meters long, with sharp spikes standing upright on its body, gleaming with a deadly poisonous light, and a powerful Titled Douluo swept out like a tsunami.
The giant Pufferfish suddenly swung its tail, and a purple-black water arrow, imbued with terrifying Soul Power and deadly poison, shot out through the air.
Yu Xiaolong's expression changed drastically. He activated his Martial Soul with all his might. His dragon scales shimmered with jade-colored light, and he crossed his dragon claws to block. However, he was still forced to retreat repeatedly by the immense force contained in the water arrow. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the jade-colored light on his body dimmed a bit.
The ensuing clashes were even more one-sided, with the Porcupinefish Douluo's attacks coming like a storm, each collision causing Yu Xiaolong's blood and qi to surge.
He fought back with all his might, but was still forced to retreat step by step. His body was covered in wounds, and his Soul Power was almost completely depleted. He was on the verge of collapse.
Just as the sharp spike, gleaming with a deadly cold light, was about to pierce Yu Xiaolong's chest, a blue figure arrived like lightning, accompanied by a deafening dragon roar.
Yu Tianheng has arrived!
The figure landed, and it was Yu Tianheng. His black outfit fluttered in the wind, and lightning flickered in his eyes. He was surrounded by a heavy aura that was completely different from his Martial Soul —it was pure Martial Dao pressure, condensed as a substance, and was in no way weaker than the Titled Douluo aura of the Porcupinefish Douluo.
"Hmm?" The giant Pufferfish that the Porcupinefish Douluo had transformed into suddenly shrank its pupils, and the sharp spikes that were about to fall paused abruptly.
The young man in front of him gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, especially the blazing white lightning that suddenly gathered on his fist, which seemed to contain a terrifying power that could tear the heavens and the earth apart.
"You're courting death!" Although the Porcupinefish Douluo was shocked, he remained calm and swept his giant tail, bringing up a cloud of poisonous mist, trying to force Yu Tianheng back first.
But Yu Tianheng was even faster. His footwork changed rapidly, using the Martial Dao techniques he had been practicing in seclusion. With one step, he covered dozens of meters, dodging the poisonous fog while his right fist suddenly slammed out!
There were no fancy moves, just a simple punch, yet it unleashed the power of Thunder from heaven and earth.
A fist aura, condensed to its extreme, burst forth from his fist. The outer layer of the aura Entanglement with visible lightning snakes, while the inner part contained the roar of a dragon. It was a strike that combined his own dragon Martial Soul characteristics with his Martial Dao insights!
The fist's energy pierced the air with a piercing explosion, tearing apart the air in its path and even instantly evaporating the Poisonous Mist of the Porcupinefish Douluo.
"Bang--!"
The fist's energy collided violently with the giant tail of the Porcupinefish Douluo. Blinding lightning suddenly erupted, followed by a deafening roar.
The giant Pufferfish felt an overwhelming, unstoppable force of Thunder explode from its tail fin. This power was not only incredibly violent, but also carried a martial arts Martial Dao capable of annihilating everything, instantly shattering the Soul Power it had gathered.
"Aww--!"
The Porcupinefish Douluo roared in pain as its massive body was blasted away like a kite with a broken string, arcing through the air before crashing heavily onto the ground a hundred feet away, kicking up clouds of dust.
On the surface of his Martial Soul Avatar, several deep wounds, revealing bone, were emitting black smoke, while lightning continued to scorch his body.
Yu Tianheng slowly withdrew his fist, his brows slightly furrowed.
Although the punch sent the opponent flying, it failed to seriously injure him. Ultimately, he had emerged from seclusion in haste and had not been able to fully control the power of the Martial Saint Realm Eighth Layer.
He glanced at the Porcupinefish Douluo struggling to his feet in the distance, his mind racing.
During this seclusion, he did not focus on cultivating his Martial Soul, but instead devoted himself to martial Martial Dao. He refined the immense life energy and Soul Beast essence contained in the 100,000-year-old essence blood of the Sky Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape using Martial Dao secret techniques, allowing his Martial Dao realm to break through the bottleneck and enter the Martial Saint Realm Eighth Layer.
He had intended to take advantage of the situation to break through to the ninth level and completely stabilize his realm, but he was urgently summoned by a message from the clan—clearly, the news of Yu Xiaolong's danger had thrown the clan into chaos.
" Tian Heng..." Yu Xiaolong covered his wound, looking at Yu Tianheng's back with shock in his eyes. He could feel that the power in his son's body had far exceeded the scope of the Soul Master system. It was a more domineering and direct power.
Yu Tianheng turned around, nodded slightly to Yu Xiaolong, then turned back towards the dust-filled area, his voice as cold as frost. "Old man, your opponent is me."