Kill Them All!
"Idiot!"
With a low scolding, a figure suddenly appeared behind the Snow Emperor. At the same time, pure Ultimate Ice power surged into her unstable spiritual body, stabilizing the cracks formed by Long Xiaoyao's dark devouring force.
The aura was familiar.
Snow Emperor did not need to turn around.
Only Huo Yuhao possessed such perfectly refined Ultimate Ice that could resonate directly with her origin.
"Go back," Yuhao said coldly, frowning.
He truly doubted whether the Snow Emperor, who had once ruled the Extreme North for over 700,000 years, had forgotten how to think calmly. Did she really believe he had no final safeguard?
Although she had stepped forward out of instinct to protect him, the act had no practical meaning other than accelerating her dissipation.
Only now did Snow Emperor seem to realize her impulse.
Her action had been purely instinctive — the pride of an emperor unwilling to retreat.
But she had momentarily forgotten something crucial.
Behind Yuhao stood a being who, even at her peak, she would not dare provoke lightly.
Without hesitation, her body transformed into a streak of icy light and reentered Yuhao's spiritual sea.
Across from him, Long Xiaoyao was momentarily stunned.
The Snow Emperor had retreated?
Didn't that leave Yuhao completely exposed?
Despite the doubt, he would never miss such an opportunity.
"Since you insist on courting death, I will grant it."
Before his voice fully reached Yuhao's ears, Long Xiaoyao had already arrived. In his hand condensed a dark sword wrapped in dragon-scale patterns — pure Ultimate Darkness formed from the power of the Dark Holy Dragon.
Slash!
Black light flashed. A dragon's roar shook the sky as the dark blade pierced toward Yuhao's chest.
Even though Yuhao had just slain a Titled Douluo, Long Xiaoyao did not believe a mere Soul Sect could block his sword.
"It is a pity. You once had the potential to become the strongest on the continent, even surpassing—"
Before he could finish—
A palm-sized dragon scale suddenly flew out from Yuhao's chest and positioned itself before the sword tip.
Clang!
The Dark Sword struck the scale.
It did not move.
No matter how sharp or tyrannical Long Xiaoyao's darkness was, it could not pierce that single scale.
At that instant, Long Xiaoyao felt something deeply familiar emanating from it.
Ultimate Darkness.
And not merely darkness — but a darkness purer, older, and more tyrannical than his own martial soul.
His pupils shrank.
He understood.
In that very moment, a voice screamed in his instincts:
"Run!"
Long Xiaoyao reacted instantly, retreating at full speed.
But he was already too late.
Space in front of Yuhao split open violently.
A colossal dragon claw tore through the void and grabbed toward Long Xiaoyao.
"The Dark Holy Dragon martial soul? Hmph."
A deep, disdainful voice echoed through heaven and earth.
The claw closed.
Long Xiaoyao, a level 99 Ultimate Douluo, felt as if his entire body had been locked by heaven itself. Even without soul skills, his physical body rivaled top-tier beasts.
Yet in that dragon claw—
He was like an infant.
"Damn it!"
At the brink of being crushed, Long Xiaoyao activated a life-saving soul bone ability. His body transformed into pure black energy and slipped through the gaps of the claw.
Several hundred meters away, he reassembled in midair.
His face was pale. Cold sweat drenched him.
The escape had cost him heavily.
But what truly terrified him was the pressure from that claw.
He looked up.
Another claw tore the space wider.
Then—
A dragon head emerged.
Ferocious.
Noble.
Dominating.
Roar!
The dragon's head alone was larger than a mansion. As it broke through space entirely, its roar shook the battlefield into silence.
Every Titled Douluo stopped fighting.
They recognized this aura.
"What terrifying dark pressure… This is the Beast God… Di Tian!"
Indeed.
The king of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Di Tian had descended.
Du Busi's expression changed drastically. He too halted his assault.
He had known Yuhao possessed the Emperor Heaven Reverse Scale — a gift from Di Tian when they parted — but knowing and witnessing were completely different matters.
When Yuhao had refused to leave earlier, insisting he would not be in danger, Du Busi had finally been told about the Reverse Scale.
Still—
Seeing the Beast God descend personally made even him uneasy.
Di Tian's enormous body, comparable to a mountain, fully stepped out from the shattered space.
He lowered his head.
His golden vertical pupils landed on Yuhao.
Yuhao, bloodied and furious, pointed toward Long Xiaoyao and the others.
"Kill them all!"
Roar!
The first roar came from Di Tian.
The second came from Yuhao.
Dragon Might erupted.
An invisible pressure spread across the battlefield.
Long Xiaoyao felt it instantly — suppression.
But for Di Tian, the effect was entirely different.
His aura surged violently. All attributes strengthened.
With Dragon Might enhancing him, he was nearly brushing against the demigod threshold even without invoking the Dragon God Claw.
Dragon Might did not only suppress dragon-type enemies.
It amplified allied dragons.
Di Tian's eyes gleamed with approval.
He opened his mouth.
A small black point formed.
At first glance it was insignificant.
But it was pure Ultimate Darkness compressed to the extreme.
A devouring singularity.
The moment it appeared, terrifying gravitational force erupted outward.
Long Xiaoyao's body froze.
Even space seemed to bend toward that black point.
His figure began sliding uncontrollably toward it.
"Not good."
He fully understood the consequence of being swallowed by that devouring core.
Without hesitation, he unleashed his Martial Soul True Body.
A kilometer-long Dark Holy Dragon appeared in the sky. Black wings spread wide as he flapped them frantically, resisting the pull.
Despite Dragon Might suppression and his prior battle with Du Busi, Long Xiaoyao's cultivation as an Ultimate Douluo was still terrifying.
Even against Di Tian's devouring black hole—
He could barely resist.
However—
He was Long Xiaoyao.
The others were not.
Under the black point's attraction, the surrounding Titled Douluo began losing control of their bodies.
Some were dragged forward despite desperately activating soul skills.
The battlefield descended into chaos.
And above it all—
The Beast God's laughter rumbled like thunder.
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