Chapter 336: Life, Death, Wither, and Prosperity, All Within the Drifting Snow!
"Poison Douluo?!"
Watching this scene before him, Tang Xiao's eyes instantly split with rage, and the last shred of hope in his heart was shattered.
Losing the restraint of Dugu Bo, he faced Gold Crocodile Douluo alone, and the pressure increased several times over!
However, Gold Crocodile Douluo did not give Tang Xiao any chance to adjust or rescue. The moment he knocked Dugu Bo away, his offensive shifted toward Tang Xiao like a bone-sticking maggot, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. It seemed he had grown tired of this unequal game and decided to end it completely.
"To be able to hold on until now is worthy of the Clear Sky Sect's reputation. End it."
Gold Crocodile Douluo's voice sounded very indifferent. Immediately after, the seventh deep black Soul Ring at his feet finally lit up with a profound black light under his active stimulation.
"Seventh Spirit Ability, Gold Crocodile True Body!"
Boom—!
A terrifying pressure, several times stronger than before, erupted from him as the center!
Gold Crocodile Douluo's already burly body expanded once again. The surface of his skin was completely covered by substantial, thick, dark golden scales. Ferocious bone spurs extended from his joints, and his hands transformed into real crocodile claws, flickering with cold light. A thicker golden giant tail, covered in ancient patterns, swayed behind him, each swing bringing with it a low sound of wind and thunder.
His head also changed slightly; his frontal bone protruded, his snout extended forward, and the coldness and ferocity in his vertical pupils reached their Peak, as if he were a crocodile god walking out of ancient mythology!
Having unleashed his Martial Soul True Body, Gold Crocodile Douluo's aura had completely transcended the human category, and the pure sense of power almost crushed this space!
"It's bad, I'm going to be defeated too. Is the Clear Sky Sect really going to be destroyed here?"
Seeing this situation, Tang Xiao's heart beat wildly, and the shadow of death had never been so clear.
"I'll fight you to the death. Even if I die today, Brother Hao and Little San are still alive!"
With a wild roar, he also drove his Clear Sky Avatar to the limit, pouring the power accumulated by the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method and his own Soul Power into the Clear Sky Hammer without reservation, launching his strongest counterattack.
"Ninth Spirit Skill..."
However, his Martial Soul skill name had not yet been fully called out.
Gold Crocodile Douluo suddenly moved. He did not use any additional Martial Soul skills, merely the purest and most violent straight punch in his True Body state!
As the punch was thrown, space seemed to be compressed, and then smashed through by this punch!
Wherever the dark golden fist passed, it left a vacuum trail that lingered for a long time. Before the fist arrived, the terrifying fist pressure had already made Tang Xiao's Clear Sky Avatar groan with unbearable strain!
"Break for me!!!"
With an angry roar, Tang Xiao's eyes were bloodshot, and he smashed down with a hammer that condensed his life's cultivation, meeting that fist of destruction!
"Dong—!!!!!!!"
A collision sound that could not be described in words rang out.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
The next instant, the dark light condensed on the Clear Sky Hammer shattered inch by inch like fragile glass!
The phantom of Tang Xiao's Clear Sky Avatar let out a mournful cry and exploded!
"Puff—!"
Tang Xiao was struck as if by Nine Heavens lightning; blood sprayed wildly from his mouth, ears, and nose as if it were worthless. His entire body's bones were broken, and he was sent flying back like a kite with a broken string, at a speed faster than when he came, crashing through the last remaining thick wall of the side hall!
Bricks and stones collapsed, burying him completely. Amidst the swirling dust, there was no more sound, his life or death unknown.
In just a short moment, two Peak combatants—one critically injured and dying, one buried deep in ruins!
The battlefield was dead silent.
Only Gold Crocodile Douluo's figure, like a demon god, still stood in mid-air. After a moment of contemplation, his dark golden True Body slowly receded, returning to his normal state.
At this moment, he was expressionless, as if he had just casually swatted away two flies.
Immediately, his gaze slowly swept across the entire field, finally landing on Dugu Bo, who was lying at the bottom of the pit, breathing with difficulty, closest to him.
"Let's start with you. None of the people here today will be able to escape!"
Slowly descending from the sky, Gold Crocodile Douluo's heavy footsteps trod on the ruins, making dull thuds of "dong, dong." Then, with unparalleled pressure, he walked toward the heavily injured Dugu Bo.
He seemed to be... about to start clearing the field.
However, just as Gold Crocodile Douluo walked to within ten zhang of the edge of Dugu Bo's pit and slowly raised his right hand, capable of crushing mountains, preparing to kill Dugu Bo, a crystalline, almost perfect hexagonal snowflake drifted down from the sky without warning. It rotated gently, its trajectory landing precisely on Dugu Bo's blood-stained brow.
Immediately, a cool sensation came, but it was not piercing cold, rather a clear and pure coolness, like the most mellow spiritual spring dripping into a dried-up Sea of Consciousness.
Following that, this snowflake melted silently, turning into a trace of subtle yet extremely pure, cold energy containing strange vitality, instantly seeping into Dugu Bo's body.
"Ugh..."
"What's going on? My internal injuries...?"
Dugu Bo let out a muffled groan, not of pain, but of astonishment.
He clearly felt that his broken ribs, damaged internal organs, and even his Soul Origin that had been shaken by Gold Crocodile Douluo's immense power, were all being gently wrapped and permeated by this cool, gentle energy. Wherever that energy passed, the severe pain quickly eased, the blood stasis was gently dissolved, and the damaged tissues began to repair and regenerate at a speed far exceeding natural healing!
His weak and chaotic Soul Power also began to rise slowly and steadily.
As if triggered by this snowflake, more and more snowflakes condensed out of thin air in the sky and drifted down. At first, it was a few, then dozens, hundreds... In the blink of an eye, it was falling in profusion; a silent and magnificent snow of ice crystals instantly enveloped this ruin-filled battlefield.
The snow fell heavier and heavier.
Strangely, these snowflakes seemed to possess consciousness and could accurately distinguish friend from foe.
They landed gently on Dugu Bo, on the unconscious Sword Douluo Chen Xin in the nearby ruins, and on Ning Fengzhi, Yang Wudi, Niu Gao, and even the location where Tang Xiao was buried.
Each snowflake was like the most exquisite healing Spirit Ability, merging into their bodies, dispelling pain, repairing bodies, and nourishing Soul Power.
A hint of color returned to Ning Fengzhi's pale face, Yang Wudi and Niu Gao felt their exhausted physical strength and Soul Power receive precious replenishment, and Chen Xin's breathing also became much steadier.
When those same crystalline snowflakes landed on Gold Crocodile Douluo, Qian Renxue, Thousand Weight, Jiang Mo, and the others from Spirit Hall, the scene was completely different!
The moment the snowflakes touched their bodies, they did not melt, but instead seemed to take root, releasing a terrifying coldness that was extremely chilling, penetrating straight to the bone marrow, and capable of annihilating vitality!
"Hiss—!"
Snake Lance Douluo was the first to gasp, unable to help himself. He felt an icy thread drilling straight into his body along his skin. Wherever it passed, the blood flow rate plummeted, and the operation of his Soul Power instantly became difficult and stagnant, as if his Meridians were blocked by invisible ice shards!
His body shivered involuntarily, and his muscles stiffened.
The poison sacs on the surface of Porcupinefish Douluo's body seemed to be about to freeze, his expanded body contracting unnaturally. The two Super Douluo, Thousand Weight and Jiang Mo, also had slight changes in their expressions. Their Soul Power instinctively rose to resist, but they felt that the coldness was pervasive, constantly consuming and eroding their protective Soul Power, greatly reducing the efficiency of their Soul Power output, and their movements became much slower.
The black-clothed Soul Masters with slightly weaker cultivation were even worse off; their teeth chattered, their faces turned blue and purple, and they felt as if even their thoughts were about to be frozen stiff. Their hands and feet trembled incessantly, and they were almost about to lose their combat effectiveness.
The most affected, however, was Qian Renxue in the center.
She possessed the Angel Martial Soul, and the dual fire and light attributes should have restrained the coldness, but the coldness in these snowflakes was not purely low temperature; it contained an Ultimate Ice capable of withering everything, which was incompatible with her dual fire and light attributes, and even faintly opposed them.
The golden light on her body fluctuated, and she actually felt her own angel Soul Power being slowly frozen by this eerie icy cold. A sense of instinctive dread and discomfort made her frown tightly.
And Gold Crocodile Douluo, who bore the brunt of it, felt it most deeply.
The snowflakes that landed on his dark golden scales did not melt and seep in like they did when healing Dugu Bo, but instead acted like tiny ice bombs, constantly releasing erosive extreme cold, attempting to freeze his Soul Power circulation and disintegrate his indestructible defense.
Although with his 98th-level thick Soul Power, he could temporarily resist this erosion, the feeling—like a bone-sticking maggot, constantly consuming and interfering—made him extremely uncomfortable and, even more so, set off alarm bells in his heart!
"What is going on?"
"This snow can not only bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh and bones, but it can also freeze Soul Power and erode vitality!"
One thought of heaven, one thought of Hell.
Life, death, wither, and prosperity seemed to be entirely within the drifting snow.
"Who on earth is it? Get out here, stop playing god and playing ghosts!"
The next second, Gold Crocodile Douluo suddenly withdrew his hand extended toward Dugu Bo, looked up at the sky, golden light surging in his vertical pupils, staring fixedly at the direction from which the snowflakes were drifting, and roared.
In the sky full of flying snow, a blue figure seemed to be walking from the kingdom of ice and snow. His footsteps landed on the Void Realm, rippling out circles of ice-blue ripples.
Wherever he passed, the snowflakes automatically parted, as if welcoming their emperor.
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