The Soul Saints and Soul Douluo of the Martial Soul Hall, although feeling that killing the opponents was only a matter of time, found it much better if a Titled Douluo took action. They retreated one after another, excitement brimming in their hearts as they believed the battle was about to end.
At this moment, in the Martial Soul Hall.
Scouts reported back, requesting another Titled Douluo to be sent for support.
Currently, the Martial Soul Hall had five Titled Douluo, including Bibi Dong, Great Tributor Honored Guest Elder Qian Daoliu, Second Honored Guest Elder Golden Crocodile Douluo, Third Honored Guest Elder Thousand Jin Douluo, and Fourth Honored Guest Elder Demon Subduing Douluo.
Bibi Dong naturally wouldn't go personally, and the Second, Third, and Fourth Elders were all at level ninety-six, stronger than Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
The Second Honored Elder said, "I'll go. Thousand Jin Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo are not in the Martial Soul Hall but in other areas of the sub-hall."
At this moment, Qian Daoliu entered, hands clasped behind his back, exuding an extraordinary and proud aura.
Since emerging from seclusion, Qian Daoliu's aura had grown more overwhelming, as if confirming the Apocalypse Douluo could not appear now.
Qian Daoliu, with rising battle intent, said, "Let this old man go and stretch my muscles. The losses have exceeded expectations; we can't let them worsen."
Seeing Qian Daoliu repeatedly suggesting to take action, Bibi Dong was naturally pleased to see this spirited Qian Daoliu, rather than the previous one who hid in seclusion feigning retreat.
Bibi Dong said, "This time, you still can't take action. You are our trump card. After this battle, the Vast Heaven Sect will certainly find out. If they know you've come out of seclusion, they'll definitely be on guard against you. But if you don't act, then when we destroy the Vast Heaven Sect later, we can catch them off guard."
Qian Daoliu nodded, "Alright, then I'll endure for a few more days."
Bibi Dong mused to herself, "Before, when I asked you to catch Ye Yu, you wouldn't go. Now you're quite eager."
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On the battlefield.
In the sky, Saint Dragon Douluo's dragon tail howled as it emerged, Soul Saints and Soul Douluo narrowed their pupils, fully resisting. Defense Soul Masters stood at the front, followed by Beast Martial Soul Masters attacking, layer upon layer offsetting the terrifying power, yet even if they escaped death, they were still severely injured, screaming as they flew out.
Faced with a Titled Douluo, over ten Soul Saints and Soul Douluo instantly lost their combat power.
Simultaneously, Ning Rongrong, responsible for supporting these Soul Masters from the rear, was also sent flying.
They wanted to stand up, but as the Gravity Soul Skill slammed down, they couldn't stand up at all.
Ning Rongrong knelt on the ground, feeling powerless, but still harboring a glimmer of hope in her heart.
She chose not to leave, fighting desperately because she believed Ye Yu would come.
Ye Yu had said that if the Martial Soul Hall made a move, he would help out, and she had heard it when he told Ning Fengzhi. She knew that since Ye Yu had said so, he would definitely do it.
Everyone fought till now, having completely forgotten about Ye Yu, feeling that even if he could come, it wouldn't change anything, but she believed Ye Yu was omnipotent.
Saint Dragon Douluo circled in the sky, dragon eyes overlooking, and spoke lightly, "You are also strong, I'll give you a chance to join..."
Before Saint Dragon Douluo finished speaking, the Soul Saints and Soul Douluo gathered from the two Major Sects below spoke in a deep, resentful voice, "Martial Soul Hall dogs, don't have wishful thinking! Even if we die, we will not betray the Sect or join you!"
Saint Dragon Douluo snorted coldly, "Then die! This battle should end too."
"Eighth Soul Skill, Holy Dragon Annihilation Kill!"
A massive white Soul Power mass gathered, growing larger before shooting out, transforming into a giant illusory White Armored Earth Dragon, boiling out with terrifying destruction.
The sky turned glaringly white, seemingly devoid of hope, a pale expanse with no light to be seen.
Ning Rongrong's heart was filled with fear, afraid of losing her loved ones, afraid of never seeing Ye Yu again.
Kneeling on the ground, her hands clenching on her knees, tears dripped onto the back of her hands, her face hung low, sobbing, tears sliding down her cheeks.
"Brother Yu... I don't want to never see you again... I have something to tell you... something very important..."
In the sky, the white dragon was about to dive down, Ning Rongrong felt the approach of death, emotions bursting from the depths of her heart, she raised her head and shouted at the sky.
"Brother Yu, I love you!!"
After saying these five words, Ning Rongrong closed her eyes, tears overflowing and sliding down from her eyes, a light, beautiful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
The white dragon dove down, the pale light rendering people powerless, awaiting death's arrival.
Boom!!!
Just as the white dragon was about to dive down, a flash of black light shot across the sky, colliding with the white dragon, a thunderous explosion echoing in the air!
The white dragon's phantom exploded, instantly illuminating the sky in a blaze of white. On the ground, the Soul Saints and Soul Douluo waiting for death heard the blast, stunned; they hadn't felt any pain.
Opening their eyes to look skyward, they saw the white dragon's phantom already exploded, the blinding white light making them squint, lifting their arms to shield their eyes, unable to clearly see what had happened above.
Seeing his white dragon explode without affecting or harming the Soul Saints on the ground, but instead completely dispersing in the air, Saint Dragon Douluo felt a shock.
"What happened? Who is it?"
Saint Dragon Douluo's face grew somber, he flew straight into the convergence of white and black light.
However, soon a scream echoed, Saint Dragon Douluo was blasted out, his dragon body slammed into the ground below, crushing a group of Martial Soul Hall Soul Masters.
The explosion in the air had already attracted many eyes, but seeing Saint Dragon Douluo being blasted and falling to the ground, the Titled Douluo of the Martial Soul Hall were stunned, all looking up at the sky.
Ju Douluo frowned and asked, "Saint Dragon Douluo, what happened?"
"I don't know either; the opponent's strength is immense! My dragon claw clashed with it, yet I was the one blasted away."
Saint Dragon Douluo was extremely shocked, his pupils contracting.
In the sky, the white light dispersed, completely shrouded by black light, which expanded and spread, casting the entire sky into darkness.
Suddenly, all the Martial Soul Hall Soul Masters felt an overwhelming weight on their hearts, a deep fear, the aura from the sky filled with infinite rage and murderous intent, terrifying them to the core.
All eyes turned skyward, within a dense mass of black gas, a silhouette could barely be discerned, only a vague humanoid shape.
Though humanoid, it didn't seem human, as his arms were large and menacing, with seemingly two horns atop his head.
"Who... who has arrived?"
The voice of the Martial Soul Hall Soul Masters trembled with instinctive fear, the anger and murderous intent from the other side were too terrifying, making them immensely fearful inside.
The dense black energy continuously coursed into the figure within, gradually fading, and everyone could finally see the person above.
With a handsome face, an erect stance, arms robust and menacing covered in black dragon scales, hands not of five fingers, but in claw form. The young man's eyes were completely black, with two dragon horns on his forehead.
The Ghost Leopard and Demon Bear immediately recognized him, faces heavy: "Ye Yu!"
Their expressions turned sour, knowing Ye Yu, though not in a berserk state, had an aura even stronger than before.
After that battle, Ye Yu had risen by one level, now at sixty-nine, with further command over the Origin of Evil, his arms fully dragonized; though his head did not transform, a pair of dragon horns emerged, with streams of the Origin of Evil circulating around the dragon horns.
Looking down, Ye Yu's heart surged with anger when he saw Rongrong's tear-streaked face, descending to the ground.
Watching Ye Yu descend, Rongrong raised her head, tears of joy streaming down.
"Brother Yu..."
Ye Yu landed, helping Rongrong up, wiping the tears from her face, speaking softly, "Leave the rest to me."
As the words fell, Ye Yu turned, his gentle face instantly becoming exceedingly solemn, roaring out, his voice like thunderous rage from the nine heavens exploding.
"Realm of Apocalypse, open!!"