Oslo, face covered, remained silent, making it impossible for Yu Luomian to determine his real identity.
But he had a guess. Since Golden Crocodile had appeared, Spirit Hall must be on guard. In Spirit Hall, the only one with a Ghost Leopard martial soul was one of the original nine elders—Ghost Leopard Douluo.
So the man before him was likely Ghost Leopard Douluo's descendant.
"If your Spirit Hall insists on wiping me out, don't blame me for fighting back. Just a Soul Sage! Even if you hurt me by surprise, so what? Let me show you my true strength." Yu Luomian snarled.
His Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon began to mutate, blue lightning turning purple, and the once pure dragon exuded a terrifying, evil aura.
An eighth black soul ring appeared on Yu Luomian. Oslo was shocked: "You've broken through to Soul Douluo, and your martial soul mutated!"
"Haha, yes! With the Fallen Angel's help, I now possess the mutated martial soul, Purple Lightning Demon Dragon. I'm now an eighty-third-level Soul Douluo. You'll be the first to see its power!"
"Seventh Soul Skill, Demon Dragon True Body!"
Yu Luomian transformed into a hundred-meter-long purple demon dragon, imposing and terrifying.
"Third Soul Skill, Demon Dragon's Breath!"
The demon dragon opened its maw, spewing a fierce breath laced with powerful electricity. If it hit, even if the victim survived, they'd be paralyzed.
For an agility attack type, paralysis meant death.
"Hmph, Soul Bone Skill: Crush!" Oslo calmly raised his palm, blocking the attack single-handedly.
This left arm soul bone was originally prepared for Tang San by Tang Hao—a strength-type bone with immunity abilities.
The soul bone skill, Crush, could shatter an opponent's bones and body, as well as energy attacks, and granted Oslo temporary immunity to abnormal states.
"Break!"
Oslo shouted, and his left hand crushed the dragon's breath in an instant.
"What?!" Yu Luomian couldn't believe it. That was his full power as a Soul Douluo, yet a mere Soul Sage blocked it with one hand?
Oslo gave him no time to react, leaping into the air. His right arm blazed with fire: "Explosive Flame Strike!"
"Fifth Soul Skill, Purple Lightning Demon Dragon Shield!" Yu Luomian quickly unfurled a thunder shield to block Oslo's flaming punch.
"Skull Bone Skill, Soul Shock!" Oslo's heavy fists kept pounding the shield.
He couldn't break it in one blow due to the level gap. But Yu Luomian found himself growing mentally weaker with each punch—the attacks were hurting his spirit through the shield.
That was the power of Soul Shock: fusing soul attacks into physical blows.
"Who is this guy? He has so many soul bones." By now, Oslo had shown five soul bones.
The shadow attack was a right leg bone skill; the sudden acceleration during the ambush was a left leg bone skill; breaking the attack was left arm; the fiery punch was right arm; and the mental attack was skull.
It was extravagant— even Yu Yuanzhen, sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, only had three soul bones.
Yu Luomian's spirit was about to collapse, and his shield was cracking—maybe three more blows and it would shatter. "Damn it! Eighth Soul Skill, Demon Dragon's Wrath!" Furious, Yu Luomian unleashed his trump card.
Wreathed in lightning, the demon dragon soared skyward and dove at Oslo.
"Going all out? Crush!" Oslo used Crush again to block the attack head-on.
But a Soul Douluo's full power wasn't so easily stopped. When Oslo's palm met the dragon's head, the force pushed him back.
"So strong—this is Soul Douluo's power?" Oslo found he was nearly at his limit. If this went on, his arms would be broken.
"Haha, Soul Douluo is still a Douluo. You, a mere Soul Sage, dare challenge me? Prepare to die! All five of your soul bones are mine—they'll even fix my injured arm!" Yu Luomian crowed.
Oslo smiled slightly. "Five? You miscounted. Watch—Soul Bone Skill: Invincible Golden Body!"
The 100,000-year Soft Bone Rabbit's Invincible Golden Body. For three seconds, all attacks below god-level are nullified, and strength is doubled.
Oslo glowed gold, immediately stabilizing his stance. No matter how Yu Luomian struggled, he couldn't budge him.
"You have a sixth soul bone—full set?!" Yu Luomian was terrified. How could a Soul Sage have a full set of soul bones?
"Trying to fly? Not on my watch!" Oslo grabbed the dragon's head and swung it around, slamming Yu Luomian hard.
Oslo's sixth soul ring flared. Time to end this.
"Sixth Soul Skill: Explosive Eightfold Slam!"
Oslo's strongest move: grabbing his opponent and slamming them eight times, each blow devastating, and sealing their soul power so escape is impossible.
Bang, bang, bang—!
The sound of heavy impacts echoed across the wilderness, the ground shaking. In seconds, Yu Luomian was battered, nearly every bone broken.
He lost utterly—an eighty-third-level Soul Douluo without a single soul bone, no match for a Soul Sage with a full set.
Yu Luomian fell out of his martial soul true body, coughing blood on the ground.
Oslo stepped on his chest. "A traitor who framed his own brother and sect—you deserve to die!"
Yu Luomian glared at Oslo, wanting to see his killer's face—even if he died.
Oslo chuckled. "You want to know who I am? Too bad—I won't tell you. Die with regret!"
With this final taunt, Yu Luomian died with fury in his heart.