Chapter 264: Rise—No, Blue! Silver! Entangle!
The power of a Soul Saint wasn't something a mere five-ring Fusion Skill could kill—but even wounding one was already beyond expectation.
Still, that attack bought Dai Lingyu the crucial second she needed to escape certain death.
Shaken, she glanced back at Wu Siduo, their eyes meeting for an instant before they crossed paths and retreated to stand behind Long Yue.
"Stay behind me! Don't act recklessly!"
Long Yue, clad in his two-word battle armor, radiated the heavy aura of his domain—The Continent. The weight of mountains and sky pressed down around him, his presence like that of a god walking the earth.
At the same time, Tang Wulin was under tremendous pressure.
Seriously? Was he going to die just as the mission began?
That would be the definition of bad luck.
He clenched his fists—his soul power was only at level thirty-eight. Standing before Soul Saints was already a miracle made possible by his Golden Dragon King bloodline. But unlike Long Yue, he couldn't simply clash claw-to-claw.
All he could do was fling bursts of Blue Silver Grass—entangling, distracting, harassing wherever possible.
Annoying, if not effective.
Near the center of the group, Xu Lizhi continued producing buns between gasping breaths. His soul power was nearly dry, his body trembling on the edge of collapse—but he didn't stop.
"No! I can't die! Sister Xinglan's waiting for me!"
Beside him, Ye Zhi's forehead gleamed with the radiant glow of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Five soul rings shone—each of her abilities invoking amplification, recovery, or protection. With the pagoda expanding to its limit and her family's cultivation method, Heart of Sevenfold Clarity, she could empower multiple allies at once—but at immense personal cost.
Her face turned pale, sweat glistening on her skin. "Where… where are the reinforcements from Shrek…?" she murmured.
Brilliant halos expanded from her position outward, enveloping Long Yue, Wu Siduo, Dai Lingyu, and Dai Yueyan in shimmering waves of multicolored light.
The colossal figures of the Mountain Dragon King and the Nether White Tiger stood shoulder to shoulder at the front lines—unyielding.
The faces of the Evil Soul Masters darkened.
"Impossible… we still haven't broken them?!"
Eleven Soul Saints against one true Soul Saint and a handful of students—what a humiliation!
Even for Evil Soul Masters, their pride was stung raw.
Deathbringer's expression twisted in fury. He had expected this group of schoolchildren to crumble instantly before his first assault, not to withstand a coordinated siege.
Long Yue's power was formidable, yes—but even worse was that girl, the one who could unleash a Fusion Skill alone. Such a thing was unheard of.
And that decrepit Zhuo Shi—though clearly drained, his blazing crimson shield still hadn't fallen even after being battered repeatedly by infernal flame.
Hadn't he been exhausted of soul power already? How could he recover so fast?
"What are you all doing, worthless trash!" Deathbringer roared. His bloodshot eyes now gleamed with cold, murderous light.
He needed a breach—a disruption. Something to break their defensive formation, to force Zhuo Shi to split his attention.
Raising his skeletal staff, he aimed—not at the stalwart front—but toward the weaker rear guard.
Xu Lizhi and Ye Zhi.
"Third Soul Skill—Ten Thousand Ghosts Devour the Heart!"
A voiceless snarl rolled through the air.
An invisible storm exploded outward—cold, sharp, and saturated with countless spectral wails. The very air quivered as it pierced through Long Yue's domain in a single breath.
A spiritual attack—the kind wielded only by Title Douluo-level beings. Corrosive, sinister, devastating to the mind.
It struck home.
"Ahh—!"
Twin screams tore from Xu Lizhi and Ye Zhi's throats. They crumpled, blood gushing from eyes, nose, and mouth.
Instantly, the halos floating above their allies vanished.
The protective barrier, already battered by continuous bombardment, began to shatter under a renewed volley of cursed energy.
Crack!
The barrier wailed like a breaking bell—then burst into shards of light.
"Jie jie! Now!" Deathbringer's laughter cut through the chaos.
Those two fallen children—perfect prey.
"Fifth Soul Skill—Blood Butcher's Reaping!"
His thin body warped into a streak of dark red light. Arms transformed into twin curved scythes, he rushed forward, pure killing intent surging in waves.
Two scythes swung down like the jaws of death—aimed precisely at their throats.
"No! Ye Zhi—move!" Dai Lingyu screamed, eyes wide in terror.
But she couldn't reach them.
Deathbringer's smile widened.
And then—
Hum!
A deep, ancient power shook the air. The aura of a primordial dragon erupted from one point in the chaos, vast as the sea and sharp as thunder.
That power locked straight onto Deathbringer.
Time itself seemed to hesitate.
His crimson blade halted—frozen an inch from its targets—as an unseen force pressed down on his very soul.
Not physical restraint—something far worse. Absolute suppression from bloodline and spirit.
He trembled. For the first time, fear crept into his withered eyes.
"What… what is that?!"
This wasn't the power of a Super Douluo or even an Ultimate Douluo. It was something older, deeper—like the gaze of a divine beast from the world's beginning.
The source—Tang Wulin.
Driven by desperation, he unleashed everything. The Golden Dragon King blood roared in his veins, answering his will. And more—the pressure swelled.
The fourth Golden Dragon King seal shattered.
He was breaking it manually.
In the spiritual world, Tang Shenwang nearly fell over in shock.
"What are you doing, you fool!? You'll die! Stop it!"
Tearing open a seal by force—at his level—was suicide.
But Tang Wulin didn't care.
He didn't retreat. His eyes locked on Deathbringer, blazing with fury.
It didn't matter if the enemy was a Title Douluo. It didn't matter if he died afterward.
He would save them.
Evil Soul Masters—all of them deserved to die.
In that blinding surge of golden power, he roared a single command, every word bursting like thunder across the battlefield:
"BLUE! SILVER! ENTANGLE!"
(END CHAPTER)
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