Chapter 82: Blood Staining the Sky! A Sudden Appearance of a Beautiful Silhouette to Help
Above Star Luo City, dark green Soul Power poured down like a vast ocean.
"I see your Holy Spirit Cult truly wishes to be annihilated!"
"You actually dare to lay a hand on my Disciple!"
Du Busi's eyes widened, and a strange, deep golden-green luster rippled across his body.
Every drop of blood in his body was boiling.
That vibrant yet overbearingly peerless power was exactly the result of the Immortal Herb he had absorbed, which Lin Sheng had brought him.
It was the fruit of refining that Immortal Herb.
"Boom—!"
"Zhongli Wu, you think you can shake the foundation of my Body Sect?"
Du Busi laughed wildly, his right hand transforming into a sky-blotting emerald giant claw; as his fingers closed, space was easily torn apart like fragile silk.
Within that claw,
was the ultimate power of physical vibration, directly condensing into a massive dark green vortex in mid-air.
It forcibly tore apart the black mist of vengeful Martial Souls surrounding Zhongli Wu.
"Damn it..."
Zhongli Wu's expression changed drastically; the staff in his withered hands danced wildly, turning countless vengeful Martial Souls into shields, yet they collapsed instantly before the emerald giant claw.
He discovered with horror...
...that Du Busi's Soul Power was so solid it had reached an appalling level; with every palm strike,
the Soul Power core within his body throbbed with pain.
"How is this possible... in just a few short years, you've actually become this strong!"
Zhongli Wu was now utterly terrified.
Even if he knew Du Busi had broken through to the Limit Douluo Realm...
it should have been a recent Breakthrough at most.
His cultivation Realm couldn't possibly be stable.
But...
Du Busi's Soul Power was incredibly stable, not at all like someone who had just reached Limit Douluo, but rather like someone who had cultivated in this Realm for decades.
"Boom—!"
In a violent collision, Du Busi's Body Martial Soul, nourished by the Immortal Herb, erupted with absolute suppressive power.
It sent Zhongli Wu flying a thousand meters away.
"Hmm?!"
However, just as Du Busi intended to press his advantage, his movements suddenly stiffened.
His gaze abruptly swept toward the outskirts of Star Luo City.
"Not good!"
There, an aura that made him extremely uneasy was surging into the sky.
It was another Devil Head of the Holy Spirit Cult, the Sleep Nightmare Douluo!
"Lin Sheng!"
Du Busi's eyes nearly split from rage; he instantly realized the enemy's "luring the tiger away from the mountain" scheme and turned to leave.
"Hehe... Du Busi, your opponent is me!"
Although blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, Zhongli Wu frantically transformed into thousands of black crows.
He stubbornly blocked Du Busi's path.
...
"Rumble—!"
Meanwhile, the dense forest on the outskirts of Star Luo City had been leveled to the ground.
"Crack..."
A piercing sound of shattering rang out; that once-invincible blood-colored giant, Susanoo!
Under the continuous impact of the Sleep Nightmare Douluo's nightmare Soul energy, it had finally reached its limit.
The giant's armor shattered inch by inch, turning into dark red specks of light.
Lin Sheng spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body crashing heavily into a deep pit like a puppet with broken strings.
"Lin Sheng, are you okay?!"
Within the Sea of Consciousness,
Tianmeng Iceworm, the Ice Empress, and the others were now tense to the extreme, but their power...
couldn't be utilized effectively.
"I'm fine."
Lin Sheng stood up and shook his head gently.
His right Sharingan eye trembled violently, and the bloody tears flowing from the corner of his eye blurred his vision.
It was a sign that his Origin was being overdrawn!
"Ants are ants after all; even if you possess some talent, you can't even exert one-ten-thousandth of it."
The Sleep Nightmare Douluo laughed coldly, his Martial Soul phantom appearing behind him—a writhing, deep purple, viscous monster.
He raised his withered hand.
A purple beam containing extreme Spiritual toxin was gathering at his fingertip, aimed directly at Lin Sheng's heart.
"Boom—!"
"Kid, this is the end!!!"
The Sleep Nightmare Douluo roared.
"Lin Sheng, don't force it anymore!"
In the Sea of Consciousness, the Snow Empress's voice was anxious to the extreme.
"Let me take over your body! Although my Origin isn't fully compatible with yours yet and needs time to adjust, it's the only chance for survival!"
"I can't wait..."
Lin Sheng propped himself up, merging all his Soul Power into his body at this moment.
"I'll risk it all!"
In his blood-red right eye,
the Mangekyo pattern actually began to rotate in reverse, and a near-destructive Spiritual fluctuation was brewing!
"Fifth Soul skills, Tsukuyomi!"
Lin Sheng's voice was slightly hoarse.
Since this Sleep Nightmare Douluo was also of the Mental System...
then he would use Spiritual means to decide life or death!
"Come on."
Lin Sheng grinned savagely.
His plan now was to use his Spiritual will to drag this old ghost into an endless purgatory of illusion!
"Die!"
The Sleep Nightmare Douluo shouted hideously, the purple light at his fingertip like a reaper's scythe, instantly slashing through the void.
"Tsu..."
Before Lin Sheng's roar could escape, a cold silhouette, as elegant as moonlight, abruptly entered his sight.
The figure's speed was extreme.
Like a beam of Gekko falling from the Nine Heavens, she crashed directly into Lin Sheng's shoulder.
Pushing him back dozens of meters with a gentle yet firm force.
"Lin Sheng, go quickly!"
Immediately after, a bright and flawless full moon rose slowly from where Lin Sheng had been standing.
That bright moon emitted an extremely gentle light.
Yet, the moment it collided with the purple beam, it erupted with a terrifying pressure like a collapsing star.
"Bang—!"
The massive energy shockwave completely vaporized the surrounding trees; after the smoke cleared,
Lin Sheng looked up in shock.
In front of the churning purple smoke, the woman's plain white dress fluttered in the wind.
In her hand, she tightly gripped a Moon-Bright Short Sword gleaming with cold light; her originally soft eyes were now as cold as ice.
"Zhang Lexuan!"
Lin Sheng cried out in shock.
He never dreamed that at this moment when he planned to fully unleash the Sharingan, even at the cost of using Izanami again...
the person appearing before him would actually be...
Zhang Lexuan!
Zhang Lexuan did not look back; her silhouette appeared particularly frail under the Gekko, yet it was like an insurmountable mountain.
"Lin Sheng, go quickly."
Her voice trembled slightly, yet it carried an indomitable resolve.
"His strength is great; I'm not sure I can hold him off for long. Go, now!"
Blood seeped from the corner of Zhang Lexuan's mouth.
Although she was a Soul Douluo,
directly facing the Sleep Nightmare Douluo's attack was still too much for her; she had already been injured by just that one blow.
The Sleep Nightmare Douluo was stunned, then burst into a fit of wild laughter.
"Someone from Shrek Academy? Actually betraying the academy for a little brat from the Body Sect? Good, good! Then today, I shall fulfill the wish of you ill-fated lovers!"
Zhang Lexuan took a deep breath.
The eight Soul Rings around her flashed frantically; that full moon seemed to suck in all the stars in the sky.
Completely dispelling the darkness of the earth.
"I won't let you hurt him."
Zhang Lexuan spoke with resolute determination.
"You're no match for him, go!"
Lin Sheng was about to step forward, but his body was no longer under his control; the Snow Empress's power was taking over his body.
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