Subduing Demon Douluo's figure flickered and vanished, suddenly appearing above Yun Ming's head. He gripped the end of his mace with both hands, his body arching back like a crescent moon. The Coiling Dragon Mace, entwined with a blood-colored dragon soul, swung down toward Yun Ming with the force of a mountain-splitting, sea-parting strike.
Yun Ming raised the Atlas Divine Spear, assuming a defensive stance to parry the blow head-on.
"Clang—"
The Coiling Dragon Mace slammed into the Atlas Divine Spear, emitting a thunderous roar.
Seeing that Yun Ming had only swayed slightly and easily absorbed his powerful, heavy strike, Subduing Demon Douluo gained a clearer understanding of Yun Ming's fundamental physical strength and blood vitality. It was truly as extraordinary as his spear technique! However, wanting to test the true extent of Yun Ming's power, he exerted more force through his hands, attempting to overwhelm him with sheer strength.
Feeling the immense, surging force continuously transmitted through the Atlas Divine Spear in his hands, Yun Ming narrowed his eyes. He stepped back, knees slightly bent, and quickly rotated the Atlas Divine Spear to deflect the Coiling Dragon Mace. Simultaneously, he countered with the spear, stepping forward to force his opponent back.
Seeing Yun Ming change his tactics, Subduing Demon Douluo quickly retracted his mace and thrust forward again, while the purple Soul Ring at his feet lit up.
Subduing Demon Douluo's Third Soul Skill: 'Dragon Soul Possession'.
The blood-colored dragon coiled around the Coiling Dragon Mace opened its scarlet eyes. As if coming to life, it began to slither along the length of the staff. The dragon's head merged with the head of the mace, charging fiercely toward Yun Ming.
Yun Ming shifted his stance accordingly, lowering the Atlas Divine Spear to catch the Coiling Dragon Mace's fierce thrust with the shaft of his weapon.
As the spear and mace made contact again, beyond feeling a significantly stronger force, Yun Ming also felt his mind impacted by the Battle Intent and indomitable Dragon Force imbued within the attack.
"Wooo—"
Yun Ming only heard the waves of dragon roars echoing in his ears, a blood-colored dragon charging toward him, intent on annihilating everything in its path.
However, such attacks that relied on willpower were clearly useless against Yun Ming. To him, a mere Evil Breaking Dragon was nothing more than a mayfly trying to shake a tree.
Qian Daoliu was not surprised that the Seventh Offering's attack failed to take effect after invoking the dragon soul, but he was astonished that it seemed to have no impact on Yun Ming at all. Judging by their brief exchange, Yun Ming's mind, body, and technique were far superior to anyone of his own rank. Was this truly the power of a God-Chosen One?!!
Yun Ming's expression remained unchanged as he used the momentum to retreat more than ten meters, casually commenting to Subduing Demon Douluo.
"Your strength is impressive, Senior, but I don't see much insight into your Martial Soul!"
After the Soul Skill was used, Yun Ming had sensed a familiar intent within Subduing Demon Douluo's attack, but it wasn't enough; he wanted to see more.
Hearing Yun Ming's provocation, Subduing Demon Douluo's face darkened. The blood-colored Soul Power around him turned even more violent, its circulation speed surging. He stomped his feet, causing the Adamantine Jade floor of the hall to crack slightly, and lunged toward Yun Ming while shouting aloud.
"Then let's keep fighting and see!"
The Coiling Dragon Mace swung down at Yun Ming in a rage. Seeing this, Yun Ming exerted force through his feet, locked onto the point of the mace head, and thrust his spear forward with a sudden burst of speed.
"Ding—"
"Zheng—"
"Wooo—"
As the spear and mace collided again, the blood-colored Dragon Force and the Atlas Spear's radiance began to clash and grind against each other, neither side yielding. For a time, the sounds of clashing metal and dragon roars were incessant. At the same time, a wave of crimson gold Soul Power rippled outward, causing the clothes of the onlookers to flutter violently.
After blocking the mace attack, the Atlas in Yun Ming's hand moved like a Spirit Snake Flicking Tongue, executing a double-stab aimed directly at Subduing Demon Douluo's face.
The Seventh Offering halted his downward swing, rotating his Coiling Dragon Mace in a circle to deflect the Atlas Divine Spear while another purple Soul Ring at his feet lit up.
Subduing Demon Douluo's Fourth Soul Skill: 'Phantom Mace Dance'.
The Seventh Offering's swinging speed increased dramatically. The Coiling Dragon Mace danced rapidly, manifesting countless Soul Power mace shadows that struck fiercely toward Yun Ming.
Yun Ming did not fear this attack in the slightest. A yellow Soul Ring appeared at his feet and lit up.
Yun Ming's First Soul Skill: 'Source of Void' activated.
The silver void patterns on the Atlas Divine Spear glowed. Yun Ming turned, sweeping his weapon in a wide arc to draw a black circle around his body, meeting the swarm of blood-colored mace shadows.
The First Soul Skill's derivative technique: 'Space Rending' activated.
The moment the blood-colored mace shadows touched the Space Rending circle, they were shredded by the power of spatial tearing and devoured completely. Even though the mace shadows filled the sky, the area inside and outside the circle seemed like two different worlds; Subduing Demon Douluo's attacks could not cross the defensive line by even half a step.
Seeing that his attacks were ineffective, Subduing Demon Douluo did not change his strategy. Instead, appearing somewhat reckless, he ignited his Fourth Soul Ring again. His Coiling Dragon Mace danced into a blur, unleashing a massive volume of mace shadows that struck toward the Space Rending circle from all directions.
Seeing himself surrounded by mace shadows that blotted out the sky, Yun Ming couldn't help but mutter to himself, 'What kind of Soul King can produce so many high-quality Soul Power mace shadows!'
However, Subduing Demon Douluo's figure was no longer visible within his line of sight, and the overly intense Soul Power and spatial fluctuations in the surroundings were beginning to affect Yun Ming's perception of the outside world. Yun Ming roughly understood his opponent's intent: was he trying to land a finishing blow?
Regarding Subduing Demon Douluo's plan, Yun Ming decided not to interfere; he wanted to see what kind of ultimate technique he possessed.
"Pa-pa-pa-pa—"
The blood-colored mace shadows struck the Space Rending circle, creating a series of sounds like bubbles bursting. It had to be said that his method of using a massive amount of Soul Power to fill the spatial cracks was indeed efficient. Within moments, the Space Rending circle, which should have lasted a little longer, began to stabilize.
Seeing that the circle could no longer hold, Yun Ming stopped resisting. A silver light flashed on his body, and he used Teleportation to leave his spot, appearing in a gap in the attacks he had sensed.
But the moment he appeared, Yun Ming looked up to see Subduing Demon Douluo standing in mid-air, his Coiling Dragon Mace held high above his head. All five of his previous Soul Rings were lit up. On the head of the mace, a majestic, lifelike blood-colored dragon, as if a True Dragon had descended into the world, was rapidly condensing and taking shape.
Sensing the spatial fluctuation, Subduing Demon Douluo turned to see Yun Ming suddenly appearing on the other side. Although he marveled at the mysterious and unpredictable nature of spatial abilities, he was not afraid that Yun Ming would escape. Subduing Demon Douluo said solemnly.
"Kid, this is the move I am most proud of, one I realized after a hundred years of battle and contemplation of my Martial Soul. If you want to see the wonders of the Coiling Dragon Mace, then try to take this!"
As his voice fell, a bright blood-red light shone in Subduing Demon Douluo's eyes. After a melodious roar, the blood-colored Evil Breaking Dragon above his head transformed into a giant Coiling Dragon Mace over a hundred meters long. Subduing Demon Douluo shouted the name of his move, and from dozens of meters away, he swung the mace down fiercely at Yun Ming.
"Blood Dragon Subduing Demon!!"
Following the direction of Subduing Demon Douluo's swing, the giant blood-colored mace descended upon Yun Ming with the force of a landslide, as if it intended to crush the entire Elder Hall.
Wherever the Coiling Dragon passed, space shattered, and everything in the vicinity was thrown into chaos.
Watching the approaching attack, Yun Ming seemed to think of something amusing. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he said casually.
"Perfect, I also have a move I'd like you to critique, Senior."
Without waiting for a response, a battle intent that pierced the heavens rose from the Atlas Divine Spear in Yun Ming's hand.
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