Chapter 195: Mo Hui vs Lion Douluo (Part 1)
Bang~
Under Mo Hui's strike, the meeting hall of the Flame Family collapsed entirely. From the ruined building, Lion Douluo—transformed into a giant flaming lion—was sent flying.
"Who dares to attack from above?!"
As he flew out of the debris, Lion Douluo spotted Mo Hui hovering overhead and immediately bellowed with fury.
Mo Hui calmly looked down and said, "Weren't you just looking for me?"
"You're Mo Hui? Did you kill Xie Erxun?!"
Lion Douluo's brows immediately furrowed. Wasn't this Mo Hui just a rising genius from the past couple of years? How could he possess such terrifying strength?
What shocked Lion Douluo even more was that his spiritual perception told him Mo Hui's soul power had reached level 84.
And yet—Mo Hui wasn't even 20 years old!
"Yes, I'm Mo Hui. Xie Erxun was killed by my Spirit, Pidgeot. And you're next."
"You... want to kill me?"
Lion Douluo suddenly burst into laughter as though he'd heard the world's greatest joke.
Then his gaze turned sharp, his tone ice-cold. "You're still wet behind the ears, boy. You dare say you'll kill me? Just relying on your mere level 84 cultivation?"
"Of course. I rely on my strength."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Pidgeot beneath Mo Hui glowed with a powerful green light, and eight dazzling soul rings appeared around Mo Hui—yellow, purple, black, black, red, red—rising and falling in sequence.
"Two hundred-thousand-year soul rings?! How... how is this possible?!"
Lion Douluo's pupils constricted sharply at the sight. An uncontrollable storm surged in his heart.
How could such a soul ring configuration exist in this world?! Yellow, purple, black, black, red, red... Was this some kind of illusion? A mental-type spirit ability?
But he quickly denied that possibility. The pressure from Mo Hui's previous wind blade attack was absolutely real—this wasn't an illusion.
Besides, as a level 97 Titled Douluo, who in this world could place him in an illusion that would fool him for this long?
Then… could this bizarre soul ring configuration really be...
Lion Douluo's gaze suddenly shifted to Mo Hui's forehead—and his expression changed.
A smile slowly crept across his face.
"Hahahaha! So that's how it is. I never imagined that I, the mighty Lion, would one day battle the legendary inheritor of a Divine Throne!"
Lion Douluo roared with laughter, his eyes blazing with excitement.
No wonder this youth had such abnormal cultivation at such a young age. No wonder his soul ring setup defied logic.
So he was chosen by a god.
This kind of configuration—far beyond the limits of the human body—was something Lion Douluo had only ever seen on one person: Qian Daoliu, the Grand Worshiper of Spirit Hall!
Qian Daoliu's soul ring configuration mirrored that of the Sea God: eight black and one red. This divine configuration could only be granted through the inheritance of a god's position.
Ordinary soul masters had limits—at best: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red. That was the maximum a normal body could endure.
Only twin spirit users were exceptions, as they could improve their body by cultivating one Spirit first—allowing the second Spirit to exceed typical limitations.
Mo Hui's gaze flickered. He hadn't expected the other party to recognize the signs of the divine test.
But he quickly understood. This man was clearly from Spirit Hall's Elder Palace. Judging by his unfamiliar Spirit, perhaps he was the Third or Fourth Worshiper mentioned in the original canon?
If that were true, it wasn't surprising that he knew about divine inheritances. After all, one of Qian Renxue's divine trials involved defeating the Elder Palace's worshipers.
Staring at Lion Douluo, Mo Hui said plainly, "I didn't intend to fight. But now that we're here, there's nothing more to say. This battle can only end with one of us standing."
"Good! Let me see what's so special about this 'inheritor of the Divine Throne' who dares to challenge me—a peak Douluo—with only level 84 soul power."
Lion Douluo's excitement intensified. He could tell from Mo Hui's earlier strike that this opponent wasn't weak.
This wouldn't be a one-sided slaughter, but a duel between true powers.
"Eighth Spirit Skill: All Beasts Bow!"
Suddenly, the lion's mouth opened wide, and a blood-red orb of light shot out, expanding in midair. In the next instant, it transformed into a brilliant red glow falling straight toward Mo Hui and Pidgeot.
"Evade it, Pidgeot!"
Although Mo Hui had become more confident after breaking through to Soul Douluo, he wasn't foolish enough to take a mysterious attack head-on without understanding it.
Beep~!
With a piercing cry, Pidgeot somersaulted in the air, swiftly retreating. Not only did it avoid the incoming blood light, it soared ten miles away in the blink of an eye.
"Ah?!"
Lion Douluo, still in the form of a flaming lion, stared in disbelief.
What the hell?!
The boy just… vanished?! Even teleportation couldn't cover that much distance instantly!
Ten miles away, Mo Hui used Pidgeot's aerial perspective to analyze the strange glow and began to understand the core of Lion Douluo's eighth spirit skill.
"What a terrifying skill… That light actually exerts direct control over soul masters!"
Mo Hui's gaze fell upon the soul masters below, still inside the Flame Family's valley. They were visibly influenced by Lion Douluo's blood-red radiance. The sight made him shudder.
"I was just hoping I wouldn't run into any ridiculous spirit skills… and here it is, right in my first battle against a Titled Douluo."
But soon, he frowned.
"No… it's just an eighth spirit skill. And not even one with a hundred-thousand-year soul ring. How could it be this overpowered?"
With that suspicion, Mo Hui focused carefully on the red light again—and this time, he noticed something peculiar.
"So that's it…"
"This skill seems to only affect beast-type spirit beasts—and it appears to only control spirit masters up to the level of a Soul Saint. While it has some effect on Soul Douluo, it's weak and not that dangerous."
With that realization, Mo Hui felt relieved.
He had been thinking: if this skill could control all soul masters, then it would be utterly broken. But thankfully, it had clear limits.
Even so, the effect of this spirit skill remained extremely powerful.
If used in warfare, its strategic value could even exceed Dugu Bo's poison.
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