Chapter 383: Thousand Weights and Demon Subduer
With Qian Daoliu's fury ignited, he unleashed his ninth soul skill, summoning a radiant, colossal six-winged angel, shining like a divine being. The Angel's Light blanketed the entire battlefield in its brilliant glow.
Di Tian, undaunted, transformed into a massive, thousand-meter-long black dragon, his dragon's roar echoing through the heavens. As the Angel's Light descended upon him, Di Tian raised his right claw, now wielding the legendary Dragon God's Claw, one of the Dragon Clan's most powerful inherited abilities.
The two titanic powers clashed—Qian Daoliu's strike bolstered by the Angel Clan's heritage and boundless faith, and Di Tian's Dragon God's Claw, capable of rending the very heavens. The impact left both of them severely wounded: a golden sword mark was etched across Di Tian's body, while three deep claw gashes appeared on Qian Daoliu.
Di Tian's resilience gave him an edge in the exchange, but Qian Daoliu soon noticed a faint, dark red scar along Di Tian's back, left by none other than Yang Potian's crimson sword. Recognizing the old injury, Qian Daoliu channeled his energy to target that very spot, his expression lighting up with hope.
Di Tian, realizing his vulnerability, let out a furious roar, his voice tinged with pain. "Qian Daoliu, I never expected someone of your caliber to take advantage of a weakened opponent. You'll pay for this!"
Qian Daoliu scoffed, "You insolent soul beast! You dared to invade my Spirit Empire, slaughtering innocents, and now you're crying foul? If your soul beasts weren't so numerous, you wouldn't have left Spirit City alive."
Enraged, Di Tian shifted back to his human form, raising his Black Dragon Sword, which radiated an overwhelming darkness that started corroding the Angel's Light. Their swords clashed repeatedly, locking them in a fierce duel and preventing Qian Daoliu from intercepting Tang San.
But Spirit Empire's situation was growing increasingly dire. With one of their walls breached and two Titled Douluo already lost, the Empire's forces were on the brink of collapse.
To make matters worse, Tang San's allies had joined the fray. Members of Shrek Academy and a few warriors from the Strength Clan mingled among the soul beasts, ambushing the human soul masters. What had begun as a simple beast tide had transformed into a complex assault with intelligent attackers mixed in, making the defense much harder.
The Agility Clan, while lacking in raw attack power, exploited their unmatched speed, catching the human soul masters off guard and opening them up to be overwhelmed by the surrounding soul beasts.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, spotting Hu Liena and Xie Yue in their fused state, felt their fury rise. Hu Liena was known as the Holy Maiden of Spirit Empire, revered internally but despised by her enemies. For Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, heirs to the Star Luo Empire that Hu Liena had helped dismantle, she was a sworn enemy.
Though Dai Mubai was only a Soul Douluo and Zhu Zhuqing a Soul Sage, they transformed into the mighty Nether White Tiger, snarling and lunging toward Hu Liena and Xie Yue's demonic fusion.
As the two forces clashed, Spirit Empire's defenders fought desperately, risking their lives to plug the breach in the wall. But Tang San seemed unstoppable; no one except Qian Daoliu could rival his power. Even high-level Contras fell to him within a few moves. The bodies of both human soul masters and soul beasts alike were swiftly devoured by his Dark Blue Silver Grass, which surrounded him like a dark aura growing ever more potent and sinister.
Tang San turned his sights on his next targets—the elders of the Hall of Consecration, particularly Thousand Weights and Demon Subduer Douluo.
His hatred for Spirit Empire was deep, but his grudge against the Hall of Consecration ran even deeper. Thousand Weights and Demon Subduer had often teamed up against his father, Tang Hao, severely injuring him on numerous occasions, whether at Clear Sky Clan or later with the Strength Clan. Now, the two brothers stood close, each compensating for the other's weaknesses, forming an impenetrable defense against ambushes.
Tang San, however, couldn't care less. He was beginning to feel the faint pull of rank 99, sensing that absorbing the power of two peak-level Titled Douluo and acquiring a supreme soul ring would push him to a new height.
With his Clear Sky Hammer in hand, Tang San charged toward Thousand Weights Douluo. The clash between his hammer and Thousand Weights' Coiling Dragon Staff sent a jolt of force through Thousand Weights' arms, leaving his hands trembling, blood trickling from his tiger's mouth—a sign of serious injury.
Meanwhile, the ten-thousand-year soul beasts who had faced Demon Bear Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo were now charging the walls, forcing Lightfeather Douluo's attention toward them. Distracted, he could only fire a few arrows toward Tang San.
Demon Subduer Douluo, seeing his brother's injury, rushed forward with his own massive Coiling Dragon Staff aimed at Tang San's back. Tang San ignored the residual shock from his earlier strike and swung his hammer backward to meet the blow.
Seizing the opportunity, Thousand Weights Douluo struck with his Coiling Dragon Staff, ignoring his own injuries, aiming directly for Tang San's chest.
Their coordination was seamless, forged through countless battles with Tang Hao. Even though they were overmatched by Tang San's strength, their teamwork allowed them to launch successive attacks, momentarily trapping Tang San between them.
But the two brothers faced more than just Tang San; they also contended with two hundred-thousand-year soul beasts, leaving them vulnerable to attacks on all sides.
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