Chapter 385: The Ultimate Evil Energy
After Qianjun and Jiangmo Douluo's self-destruction, two massive craters scarred the battlefield. Numerous soul beasts lay decimated, and even the Swift Wind Demon Wolf and Devil-Eyed Demon Tree, both apex-level beasts, were gravely injured. Only Titled Douluo of Qianjun and Jiangmo's level could contend with such powerful foes.
Tang San, however, had reacted swiftly and managed to escape the blast radius of their sacrifice—partly why the two Douluo hadn't tried to take him down with them. But seeing their self-sacrifice only made Tang San laugh madly. "Even if you both self-destruct, I'll still make sure there's nothing left of you!"
As his words echoed, waves of dark Blue Silver Grass engulfed the explosion's remains, hungrily drawing in every trace of energy. Tang San absorbed what little remained of their shattered bodies and lingering essence until it seemed as if the two Titled Douluo had never existed at all.
At that moment, he seemed possessed by madness, his face twisted with the intoxication of absorbing raw power. His eyes glowed blood-red, and his expression contorted further. The thrill of rapidly gaining strength proved irresistible.
Though Qianjun and Jiangmo's self-destruction left only a fraction of the energy Tang San could have taken, he was now wholly consumed by a brutal, crazed bloodlust. The sprawling dark Blue Silver Grass twisted around the severely wounded Swift Wind Demon Wolf and Devil-Eyed Demon Tree, enveloping the two beasts almost instantly.
"Stop, Tang San! What are you doing? They're part of our soul beast clan!" roared Bear Lord.
Tang San sneered. "They're already done for. Why let them linger in misery when they can serve to strengthen me?"
The vines tightened, exuding a deadly malice and evil aura, tearing into the two beasts with ruthless force. Already weakened, the beasts fought back desperately but were helpless against Tang San's overwhelming control. Despite their pleas for help, neither Bear Lord nor Di Tian intervened; both seemed to accept Tang San's merciless approach.
Their cries soon faded into silence, leaving only two dark-red spirit rings in their wake and a pair of soul bones. These rare soul bones radiated an intense aura that filled the battlefield with an oppressive energy—an ominous sight for all.
To everyone's surprise, Tang San did not absorb the soul rings and bones conventionally. Instead, his dark Blue Silver Grass coiled around them, forming a massive, pulsating sphere. Under the influence of Tang San's dark power, the rings and bones began to dissolve, their energies flowing into him through the vines.
Qian Daoliu and Di Tian, witnessing this unorthodox technique, were stunned. Soul rings and soul bones were meant to be absorbed in specific ways tied to their respective placements on the soul master's body. No one had ever seen this method of direct energy siphoning through an external martial spirit.
As the rings' and bones' energies weakened, the crimson glow faded, dimming under the relentless pull of Tang San's devouring technique. Meanwhile, his own aura surged, and, with a primal yell, he shattered through his previous limits, attaining a height many could only dream of.
Qian Daoliu swallowed, his voice trembling, "He's... a Limit Douluo! Tang San actually reached level ninety-nine through sheer absorption. How... how is this even possible?"
Di Tian laughed wildly. "Tang San, I knew it—you truly are the chosen of this world!"
Qian Daoliu's fury flared. "Di Tian, are you just going to stand by and let your people be slaughtered?"
Di Tian's voice remained cold. "The soul beasts are rising, Qian Daoliu. Soon, our kind will reign over all—gods and mortals alike. You call yourself the High Priest of an angel god, yet you fail to see the divine force within Tang San."
Qian Daoliu was stunned. "No… how can this so-called divine power be so twisted and vile?"
Di Tian sneered. "Your so-called gods mean nothing. Tang San's power is among the strongest forces in existence, far surpassing your revered angelic light. It transcends the limitations of this world."
With Tang San's new breakthrough to level ninety-nine, his power became an undeniable advantage for the soul beast forces, giving them another Limit Douluo on their side. Although Spirit Empire's reinforcements had arrived, including five new Titled Douluo, they'd already exhausted nearly all their reserves. With only Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong left in seclusion, Spirit Empire had deployed all its high-ranking fighters.
By now, four of Spirit Empire's Titled Douluo had fallen, while the soul beasts had lost two of their apex beasts—all victims of Tang San's merciless assault.
Amidst the carnage, a piercing scream erupted, marking the fall of the Twin-Headed Blackwater Serpent, a rare ten-thousand-year water-type beast from Star Dou Forest, renowned for its defensive prowess but lethargic nature. It had fought ferociously, its mighty tail wreaking havoc on the battlefield.
For a long while, Chrysanthemum Douluo had held it at bay, steadily weakening it. Then, Ghost Douluo, abandoning his own battle to leave Huyan Zhen to handle the soul beasts, transformed into a shadow to join Chrysanthemum Douluo. Together, they unleashed their Fusion Skill: the Polar Domain of Sealing.
In that moment, Brightwing Douluo unleashed a flurry of ice arrows, while the nearby Soul Douluo focused their strongest skills on the serpent, pushing it to its limit. Covered in chrysanthemums, riddled with icy arrows, and severed at the tail by Chrysanthemum Douluo's deadly blade, the once-mighty serpent met its end.
The teamwork and strategic prowess of Spirit Empire's warriors had led to their first victory over a ten-thousand-year soul beast.
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