Immediately afterward, the Porcupine Douluo unleashed his ninth soul skill without hesitation.
The space around him seemed to distort, a terrifying energy gathering before him.
"Ninth Soul Skill, Porcupine Storm!"
With his roar, the energy instantly transformed into countless spinning porcupine phantoms, sweeping towards Qian Renshang with a world-destroying aura.
Each phantom contained immense power; wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, emitting sharp explosions.
The entire ballroom was enveloped by this massive attack; the ground cracked under the immense pressure, sending sand and stones flying.
The Porcupine Douluo's attack was aimed at annihilating Qian Renshang!
Qian Renshang's gaze turned grave as he witnessed the awe-inspiring power.
"So strong!"
He gripped the Golden Dragon Spear tightly, the golden dragon scales on his body gleaming.
Qian Renshang possessed a strong sixth sense... if he were to resist this attack directly, he might very well die!
Even with his Golden Dragon Body, he was still only a Soul Emperor, while the full-force attack from the Porcupine Douluo... even a typical Super Douluo wouldn't dare to take it head-on!
He subconsciously touched his chest. Facing the overwhelming attack, Qian Renshang instinctively touched his chest, where a black-gold dragon scale was embedded.
In the dim light, it emitted a mysterious and profound glow.
The surface of the dragon scale seemed to flow with a faint black-gold light, like a brilliant galaxy in the night sky, or a pearl shimmering in the deep ocean.
The edges of the dragon scale gleamed with a sharp light, like the sharpest blade in the world, yet retaining its elegant curve.
At the center of the dragon scale, a faint purple halo, like a dreamlike amethyst, exuded a captivating and noble aura.
This was the reverse scale given to him by the Beast God Di Tian!
If his life was in danger, he could use it to help him once.
Qian Renshang frowned, pondering for a moment.
"No... this reverse scale that Uncle Di Tian gave me should be used in a more critical situation."
Qian Renshang narrowed his eyes, lowering his left hand.
He didn't intend to use this reverse scale now; it was a true life-saving measure and shouldn't be used here.
*Crack! Crack…*
Qian Renshang took a deep breath as the Porcupine Douluo's ninth spirit skill was almost fully condensed.
"It seems… this is the only way!"
The six spirit rings—five black and one red—began to quietly disappear beneath Qian Renshang's feet, replaced by three jet-black spirit rings!
This scene left the Porcupine Douluo, who was condensing his ninth spirit skill, somewhat bewildered.
How could the five black and one red spirit rings have turned into three black spirit rings?!
The Porcupine Douluo's face darkened as he suddenly had a very bad premonition!
Above the Heaven Dou Royal Academy!
Instantly, the sky seemed to be violently torn apart by an invisible giant hand, and endless darkness surged out like a tidal wave, quickly swallowing the original light.
Dark clouds rolled wildly, like black dragons twisting and turning in the sky, and streaks of lightning, like silver snakes, darted through the clouds, accompanied by deafening thunder, as if it were the prelude to the end of the world.
Right in the center of this darkness, behind Qian Renshang, a huge and evil figure slowly emerged.
That was his second martial soul—the Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel.
The Fallen Angel's body was tall and majestic, like a dark tower standing between heaven and earth.
Its twelve pairs of black wings, each pair incredibly wide, were like a night sky that blotted out the sun.
The feathers on its wings were not of ordinary softness, but shimmered with a cold, metallic luster, sharp as knives, as if a gentle swipe could cleave the void.
Each feather's edge flowed with a dark red light, as if freshly soaked in blood, exuding a nauseatingly bloody stench.
The Fallen Angel's face was cold and ferocious, like a cursed demon.
Its eyes burned like raging hellfire, the flames a strange, eerie blue, seemingly capable of instantly devouring a soul.
A huge black gem was embedded in its forehead, gleaming with a chilling light, as if containing endless evil power.
The Fallen Angel's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a cruel smile, a smile filled with contempt and mockery for all things in the world.
As the Fallen Angel's martial spirit fully manifested, the surrounding space was distorted by a powerful evil force.
The air seemed to freeze, making it difficult to breathe.
The ground began to crack, with black fissures spreading in all directions like the claw marks of a demon.
A chilling aura of evil rapidly spread like a plague.
Not only that, Qian Renshang's eyes, which had originally shone with brilliant golden light, gradually turned into blood-red pupils.
Those blood-red pupils resembled a burning sea of blood, overflowing with crimson light, filled with endless slaughter and madness.
His body was surrounded by two completely different forces, darkness and light, creating an extremely shocking sight.
The power of darkness leaped on his body like black flames, while the light of his Golden Dragon Martial Soul stubbornly flickered in the darkness.
The two intertwined and collided, generating heart-palpitating energy fluctuations.
A howling wind swept in, whipping his clothes with a fierce sound.
Qian Renshang's hair danced wildly in the wind; he was like a demon god from the abyss of hell.
Seeing this scene… the Porcupine Douluo was dumbfounded!
"Twin…twin Martial Souls?"
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At the same time, Gu Yuena had already lured the Serpent Spear Douluo to the other side, confirming that he could use his abilities there without affecting Qian Renshang!
She stopped, turning to look directly at the pursuing Serpent Spear Douluo.
Her purple eyes flickered slightly, and the Serpent Spear Douluo also stopped instantly, looking at Gu Yuena with satisfaction and vigilance.
He said calmly,
"You led me here alone... I must say, you're very confident."
The Serpent Spear Douluo tilted his head, looking puzzled.
"But I'm really curious where you, a six-ring Soul Emperor, get the confidence to think you can deal with a Title Douluo like me all by yourself!"
"You'll find out soon enough!"
Gu Yuena replied coldly.
Before the Serpent Spear Douluo could say anything more, Gu Yuena interrupted him.
"Let's fight... Why are you talking so much nonsense?
If you won't go, then I will!"
Gu Yuena charged forward, wielding her Silver Dragon Spear. At this moment, she was like a cold and beautiful goddess, her graceful figure exuding a chilling aura.
The tip of her Silver Dragon Spear gleamed with a cold light, and the five black and one red Soul Rings behind her were like a mysterious halo, showcasing her powerful strength.
Her Martial Soul, the Silver Dragon King, flickered in and out of existence, giving Serpent Spear Douluo a considerable sense of pressure.
"Wait... who's the Title Douluo between us?!"
Serpent Spear Douluo was completely dumbfounded. Why was this girl so brave?!
His gaze was fixed on Gu Yuena; he knew that this woman, whose soul power seemed slightly inferior, was definitely not to be underestimated.
The battle broke out without warning.
Serpent Spear Douluo didn't hold back against Gu Yuena; without hesitation, his seventh soul ring suddenly shone brightly,
"Martial Soul True Form!"
(End of Chapter)
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