Chapter 132 Domain Expansion: Malevolent Shrine: Malevolent Shrine!
As soon as the words fell, Pluto Thunder Douluo's aura erupted suddenly!
Black lightning exploded from within his body, like countless ferocious lightning snakes, crazily slithering around him!
At his feet, two yellow, two purple, and five black—nine great Soul Rings rose up in unison!
He clenched his right hand, and a purple-black longsword appeared out of thin air. On the blade, purple electric light constantly danced, emitting a heart-palpitating aura of destruction.
An eighth-level attack system spirit tool sword, the Pluto Thunder Sword!
"Hah—!"
Pluto Thunder Douluo swung his sword! A terrifying thunderstorm shot out from the tip of the sword, carving a deep fissure into the distant plain!
The earth trembled, and gravel flew everywhere!
However, Lin Xuan's figure had already vanished from the spot. Pluto Thunder Douluo's pupils contracted sharply as he frantically searched for that figure.
The next instant, a huge shadow descended from the sky!
He abruptly looked up and saw a pale giant troll over ten zhang tall, smashing down fiercely towards him!
The giant troll was entirely pale, its face covered by four wings, its mouth ferocious, its right hand wrapped around a pitch-black greatsword, and three pairs of wings unfurled on its back, blotting out the sky!
Divergent Sila Divine General, Mahoraga!
Feeling that terrifying pressure like standing on the edge of an abyss, Pluto Thunder Douluo was scared out of his wits and hurriedly activated his protective spirit tool!
A black light barrier instantly enveloped his entire body—an eighth-level invincibility barrier!
But when the pitch-black longsword in Mahoraga's hand fell, the barrier, which was sufficient to withstand a full-force strike from a Soul Douluo, was cut open without any resistance, as if it were made of paper!
"Shhh—!"
The blade swept past, leaving a deep wound on Pluto Thunder Douluo's chest! Blood gushed out like a fountain!
Pluto Thunder Douluo screamed and retreated violently! If he hadn't dodged fast enough, that sword strike just now could have taken his life directly!
In the distance, Nan Shuishui and her daughter stared blankly at this scene. Nan Qiuqiu covered her mouth, her eyes full of disbelief, and Nan Shuishui was completely dumbfounded.
A dignified Titled Douluo, in front of Fallen Heaven Douluo, couldn't even take a single move?
Pluto Thunder Douluo was a Titled Douluo after all; he could be truly cowardly when the time called for it, but once he lost his head, he was truly ruthless.
Being heavily wounded by one sword strike instead stirred up his ferocity!
"Ahhhhh—!"
He roared, and purple lightning crazily exploded around his body! The lightning condensed into countless lightning dragons, blasting fiercely towards Mahoraga!
"Boom boom boom boom—!"
The terrifying thunderstorm exploded on Mahoraga's body, leaving countless scorched marks!
However, those scorch marks healed completely in an instant! At the same time, the Dharma Wheel above Mahoraga's head began to rotate slowly.
Pluto Thunder Douluo's eyes widened, and a sense of powerlessness swept over his entire body like a basin of cold water. However, before he could react, Mahoraga launched another attack!
A punch fell!
"Boom—!"
The earth shook and the mountains swayed! Rocks shattered! The entire plain was trembling!
Pluto Thunder Douluo dared not take it head-on and retreated violently! But the moment he retreated, a figure quietly emerged from his shadow.
Lin Xuan's right hand gently pressed against his back, and alarm bells rang loudly in Pluto Thunder Douluo's heart!
The next moment, Cleave: Dismantle was activated!
Spider Web-like wounds exploded on his back! Flesh and blood flew, deep enough to see the bone!
"Pfft—!"
Pluto Thunder Douluo spat out a mouthful of blood and slashed his sword backward! But immediately after, the blade struck Mahoraga, and the purple thunderstorm exploded again!
Mahoraga was completely unharmed, and then it punched out again!
Pluto Thunder Douluo was sent flying like a cannonball, plowing a trench hundreds of meters long into the ground before he could barely stop!
In the pit, Pluto Thunder Douluo spat blood, covered in blood, and in a wretched state. Several skeleton soldiers surrounded him, ghost fire dancing in their hollow eye sockets.
He waved his hand casually, and purple lightning exploded, blasting those skeletons into powder, and then he shot up into the sky!
Taking advantage of the fact that Mahoraga hadn't attacked yet, he took a deep breath, and his third Soul Ring suddenly lit up!
"Third Soul skills—Extreme Ring Burst!"
He formed seals with his hands, and the lightning around his body compressed crazily, condensing into rings of lightning that spread rapidly outward from him as the center!
Wherever those ring-shaped thunderstorms passed, the air burned, and the earth was plowed into deep trenches! As long as they touched any object, they would instantly detonate!
This was his strongest area-of-effect attack!
But now Mahoraga had locked onto him again! Its three pairs of wings flapped violently, and it instantly rushed into the sky!
Lin Xuan stood in the palm of Mahoraga, facing the overwhelming ring-shaped thunderstorms, his face without a ripple.
He clenched his right hand, and a strangely shaped long blade appeared in his palm.
Inverted Spear of Heaven!
Aiming at the incoming ring-shaped thunderstorms, he immediately slashed out with one strike! Instantly, those ring-shaped thunderstorms, sufficient to destroy everything, shattered under the blade, turning into light that dissipated across the sky!
Pluto Thunder Douluo was completely dumbfounded; in all his years, this was the first time he had seen such a bizarre method!
"You... you..."
He could no longer speak a complete sentence.
Lin Xuan would not give him time to be dazed. His figure flashed as he flew out from Mahoraga's palm, pointing his right hand directly at Pluto Thunder Douluo, chanting rapidly,
"Scales of the dragon, recoil, twin meteors!"
It was the incantation-based Dismantle, whose power was second only to the World Cleave!
An invisible slash popped out instantly! Aimed directly at the blood-dripping wound on Pluto Thunder Douluo's chest!
The slash entered his flesh, and Pluto Thunder Douluo looked down, his pupils instantly shrinking to pinpricks.
Through that newly added wound, he could clearly see his own heart beating inside his chest cavity!
"I..."
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't say anything. His vision went black, and suddenly, a scene flashed through his mind.
It was from a past meeting at the Holy Spirit Cult regarding the topic of Fallen Heaven Douluo. He had jokingly asked the Cult Leader back then,
"With my strength, roughly how big is the gap between me and Fallen Heaven Douluo?"
The Cult Leader chuckled, picked up his teacup, and said slowly, "At most, it's only the size of a toenail."
At the time, he thought the Cult Leader was joking, but now he understood—it was he who was joking.
The battle continued, but there was no longer any suspense.
Mahoraga took the lead in the attack; every punch and every sword strike carried World-destroying power. Lin Xuan provided support from the side, using his second Soul skills to instantly swap positions, appearing like a ghost, impossible to defend against—it could be called an advanced version of Boogie Woogie.
Pluto Thunder Douluo tried his best and played all his trump cards, yet he couldn't even touch the corner of Lin Xuan's clothes.
His attacks landed on Mahoraga; at first, they could leave fleeting scorch marks, but later on, they couldn't even leave a mark, whereas Mahoraga's attacks landing on him were each a solid, heavy blow.
Blood stained his robes, wounds covered his entire body, and his aura grew weaker and weaker, and weaker.
Finally, when Mahoraga swung its sword down! Pluto Thunder Douluo, hit once again, fell from the sky and smashed fiercely into the ground, creating a huge deep pit!
The dust settled, and he knelt at the bottom of the pit, his hands supporting the ground, covered in blood and riddled with wounds. Through his tattered robes, one could see ghastly white bones exposed.
In the distance, Nan Shuishui and her daughter stared blankly at all this. Nan Qiuqiu's lips were trembling, and Nan Shuishui only felt her whole body turn cold.
Terrifying, too terrifying.
A dignified Titled Douluo powerhouse, in front of Fallen Heaven Douluo, actually only had the role of being toyed with? Couldn't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes?
Is this the strength of a Limit Douluo?
At this moment, she truly understood why Pluto Thunder Douluo would be so scared after seeing Fallen Heaven Douluo.
Because this was simply not an existence on the same level.
At the edge of the pit, Lin Xuan walked slowly with his hands in his pockets to behind the kneeling Pluto Thunder Douluo.
He looked down from above at the blood-covered, wretched Titled Douluo, a faint smile on his face—a smile like a cat watching a dying, struggling mouse.
"Are the Titled Douluo in the Holy Spirit Cult all just trash like you?"
Pluto Thunder Douluo trembled all over, and spat out another mouthful of blood.
Lin Xuan reached out his hand, grabbed him by the back collar, and lifted his entire body off the ground, as if lifting a dead dog.
"Come on, try a little harder." His voice was flippant, carrying extreme mockery, "I will keep playing with you until I get bored."
Pluto Thunder Douluo's eyes widened suddenly! Those eyes were covered in bloodshot veins, completely red!
He was a Titled Douluo! He was the Third Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult! He was an existence feared by countless people! Even if you are a Limit Douluo, you can't insult me like this, right?!
"Ahhhhh—!"
He roared, and slashed his sword backward! The purple thunderstorm exploded, and Lin Xuan stepped back nonchalantly, dodging this sword strike.
Pluto Thunder Douluo staggered to his feet, gasping for breath, his whole body trembling.
But just as he was preparing to launch another attack, a powerful sinister wind suddenly struck from the side!
Lin Xuan frowned slightly and used his second Soul skills to leave the spot instantly, but Pluto Thunder Douluo had no time to dodge and was sent flying like a torn sack!
He rolled on the ground over a dozen times before he could barely stop!
The next moment, the earth roared! Dust rose everywhere!
Nan Shuishui stared intently, her pupils suddenly shrinking to pinpricks!
In the midst of the dust, a huge Bone Dragon tore through the dust and appeared in her field of vision!
The Bone Dragon was entirely gray-white, every bone as crystal clear as jade, yet it exuded an aura of death. It was dozens of meters long, its huge bone wings spread out, blotting out the sky! Burning with ghost-green flames in its eye sockets!
"Roar—!!!"
The Bone Dragon roared at the sky, the roar deafening, shooting straight into the clouds, the entire plain trembling! The aura it revealed was even above that of Pluto Thunder Douluo!
A Titled Douluo-level Bone Dragon!!!
Not only that, Nan Shuishui looked toward the plain behind where a black city stood, and her whole body froze in place instantly.
She saw that on the plain, dense, seemingly endless undead creations were crazily pouring out from the city!
Skeleton soldiers, liches, ghosts, Death Knights... they gathered into a boundless torrent, rushing crazily towards this side like a tide!
The number was simply uncountable!
Just feeling that aura of death shooting into the clouds, Nan Shuishui, Nan Qiuqiu, and the five Evil Soul Masters were trembling all over, almost unable to stand steady.
From what they could see, there were at least three undead creations with auras at the Titled Douluo level!
That Bone Dragon was just one of them!
Just these undead armies visible in the field of view, once appearing on the Douluo Continent, could sweep across most of an Empire!
Lin Xuan naturally saw the undead army rushing from behind, but there was not a hint of gravity in his eyes; on the contrary, they were full of joy.
After all, in his view, the Undead Semi-Plane was something already in his pocket; the stronger the Undead Semi-Plane, the more useful it would be to him.
Not far away, the Pluto Thunder Douluo who had been sent flying struggled to stand up again.
He looked at the Bone Dragon that had sent him flying—an aura completely no weaker than his own—and the boundless, tidal wave of the undead army, his whole body filled with a sense of powerlessness.
He finally understood that even if he were lucky and hadn't encountered Fallen Heaven Douluo, he would still be hard-pressed to escape death today.
The Bone Dragon lowered its head, instantly locking onto Lin Xuan and the Mahoraga behind him. It roared again, its huge body rushing out fiercely, pouncing towards Lin Xuan! The speed was shockingly fast!
The smile on Lin Xuan's face became more and more obvious, even appearing somewhat ferocious, but he did not attack immediately; instead, he unexpectedly retracted Mahoraga directly into his shadow!
Immediately after, his legs exerted force, he leaped high, and soared into the air!
Under that eerie purple-red sun, in front of that roaring Bone Dragon, he stood proudly in mid-air.
Those two pairs of blood-red eyes looked coldly down at the Bone Dragon rushing up from below, looking down at the boundless undead army, looking down at everything in his field of view.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Nan Shuishui stared blankly at that figure; she wanted to see what this terrifying man was going to do next.
But then the ground beneath her feet suddenly vanished! After a sense of weightlessness, cold liquid surged in from all directions, and a sense of suffocation instantly engulfed her!
But in just an instant, she regained her breath and vision, collapsing heavily onto the ground.
"Cough, cough, cough—!"
She coughed violently and turned her head to look, discovering that she and her daughter had both moved over a dozen meters backward.
Nan Qiuqiu was lying beside her, also looking bewildered. Nan Shuishui was full of confusion in her heart, unable to understand what the situation just now was.
But the next moment, she saw a scene she would never be able to forget in her life.
In mid-air, under that eerie purple-red sun, the Bone Dragon's sharp claws were less than a meter away from Lin Xuan, reachable in the blink of an eye.
At this, Lin Xuan's eyes were indifferent; he raised his hands and then slowly crossed them to form a seal.
It was the Yama Heaven Palm Seal...
His lips parted slightly, and a low voice echoed in this dead silent World, like the pronouncement of a god,
"Domain Expansion..."
"Malevolent Shrine: Malevolent Shrine."
The moment the words fell, time seemed to start passing again.
A shrine made of piles of white bones emerged with a roar from beneath Lin Xuan's feet!
The shrine was incomparably huge, exuding an endless aura of death! Countless white bones were piled, wrapped, and intertwined within it, forming a bizarre yet solemn structure!
And the moment the shrine appeared, the Bone Dragon that was pouncing towards Lin Xuan was fiercely knocked flying!
"Boom—!!!"
Its massive body flew backward, rolling on the ground for dozens of meters! It was faintly visible that on its gray-white body, dense slash marks had appeared!
Not only that, with Lin Xuan as the center, within a radius of two hundred meters! Pluto Thunder Douluo, the five Evil Soul Masters, and the undead army that had already rushed to the front!
Were all covered by endless slashes at the same time!!!
Those slashes were invisible and intangible, yet they were everywhere!
Pluto Thunder Douluo's blood sprayed all over! Slash marks exploded on his body, dyeing his whole person a blood-red! He desperately circulated his Soul Power to resist, but could only barely protect his vital points!
The two Soul Douluo were even worse off! They had no time to defend and were instantly slashed of large chunks of flesh! Screams resounded through the sky!
As for the three Soul Saint-level Evil Soul Masters, they didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly slashed into a mist of blood! Leaving no corpse behind!
The undead army died in droves!
Those skeleton warriors, zombies, and ghosts, whoever stepped into that invisible Death Domain, would be hit by countless slashes simultaneously and instantly slashed into powder!
Without even a chance to struggle!
Even those stronger undead could not move at all, and could only try their best to resist those endless slashes!
New slash marks kept appearing on their bodies, constantly crumbling, constantly perishing!
Nan Shuishui and Nan Qiuqiu widened their eyes, staring fixedly at that scene which was like a miracle! They couldn't imagine what the outcome would be if they were in the middle of it!
Those slashes, those terrifying, invisible, ubiquitous slashes... simply could not be resisted!
Could not be dodged! Could not be escaped!
Nan Shuishui suddenly came to her senses; she and her daughter had been inexplicably moved back here just now... it must have been the handiwork of Fallen Heaven Douluo.
He knew long ago what would happen next; he was protecting them.
In mid-air.
Lin Xuan stood proudly, behind him was that eerie purple sun, and beneath his feet was that shrine made of white bones.
His eyes were cold and indifferent, like a god looking down on all living beings; within the Domain, he was the butcher, and all living beings were the fish on the chopping block.
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