Chapter 422: Fate Anchoring
Du Busi, struck head-on by the intent of destruction, felt as though he had fallen into a Blood-Gold world. A Blood-Gold Giant Dragon hung in the sky, endlessly carrying out slaughter.
Mad resentment and the impulse to destroy everything surged at him from all directions, forcing Du Busi to exert every ounce of his strength just to remain conscious.
Then, Tang Wulin, standing before him, moved.
A layer of blood-colored light now shimmered over every golden scale on Tang Wulin's body. Dense Blood Light erupted from the golden spearhead as he assumed a throwing stance, aiming the Golden Dragon Spear in his hand at Du Busi.
His body was clearly as insignificant as an ant before Du Busi, yet as Tang Wulin's spear locked onto him, Du Busi felt the terror of prey being targeted by a hunter.
He let out a thunderous roar, and his first, fourth, sixth, and ninth soul rings lit up simultaneously.
In an instant, the giant who had already resembled a god grew even taller, reaching a height of one thousand meters.
This was the effect of his ninth soul skill. Under its influence, he could only unleash one more attack, but that attack would contain all his strength. Even a true Limit Douluo would not come away unscathed after taking it.
Tang Wulin's lips curved upward in an excited smile.
To be honest, he was also curious about the outcome of this collision.
But no matter what, he did not believe he would lose.
With a forceful motion of his hand, the Golden Dragon Spear shot forth carrying boundless intent of destruction. Judging by its size, it was not even fit to serve as a toothpick for the current Du Busi, yet Du Busi was gripped by an incredibly intense