Douluo: Divine Fire Xuanyuan

Chapter 506 The Fall of the Netherworld Douluo and the Abomination Douluo
Netherworld Douluo and Iron Palm Douluo.

Both of them are typical offensive titled Douluo, but compared to Iron Palm Douluo's straightforward attacks, Netherworld Douluo's attacks still carry a hint of the unpredictable.

The Netherworld Sword of the Netherworld Douluo can open another accompanying space when used, which is both real and illusory, and unpredictable.

The Netherworld Sword slashing straight ahead might not be a real sword, but merely a phantom. The real sword would come from the accompanying Netherworld space, stabbing at an even more bizarre angle.

This is a top-tier sword spirit with its own spatial power.

This allowed the Netherworld Douluo, despite being only level 92, to hold his own against the level 95 Iron Palm Douluo for a time. He even managed to leave bloody marks on the Iron Palm Douluo's body using his strange attack methods.

The Netherworld Douluo laughed, "Iron Palm Douluo, although you are very strong, your attack pattern is too one-dimensional. A brute like you, with only brute strength, is no match for me."

"Sixth Soul Skill, Netherworld Strike."

Suddenly, Netherworld Douluo attacked with a feint, but Iron Palm Douluo raised his palm to block. However, he misjudged the situation and blocked the feint. The real sword pierced through his palm.

The Netherworld Douluo drew his Netherworld Sword. "Hahaha, what kind of Super Douluo is this? He's no match for you. Eighth Soul Skill: Netherflame Thousand Waves."

Having succeeded in his attack, the Netherworld Douluo launched an even more swift offensive, this time wielding over a hundred Netherworld Swords, some real and some illusory.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Heaven-Shaking Iron Palm." Iron Palm Douluo endured the pain and used his injured palm to meet the attack once again.

The immense force, like a tsunami, shattered all the illusory shadows of the Netherworld Sword, yet he still couldn't hit the real sword in that alternate dimension. In the end, his hand was pierced once again, and this time, the sword tip even pierced through his shoulder.

"Hehe, Wang Luohai, you lost!" Netherworld Douluo said smugly.

"Is that so? Did I lose? Are you sure?" Iron Palm Douluo raised his head, seemingly oblivious to the pain. A silvery light emanated from his palm, indicating that he had undergone a Silver-level awakening.

The Netherworld Douluo was startled and subconsciously tried to draw the Netherworld Sword, but found that the sword was stuck in place by Wang Luohai's muscles and could not be pulled out.

He finally understood that Wang Luohai had deliberately taken the hit from his Netherworld Thousand Waves in order to restrict the Netherworld Sword.

"Foolish! Do you think this is a real sword?" Netherworld Douluo scoffed. This was a martial soul; if he couldn't draw it out, he could simply recall it with his mind and summon it again.

Even if Wang Luohai managed to strike during that time difference, he didn't believe he could kill him instantly.

The Netherworld Douluo thought confidently, but the next second, when he saw the giant hand that blotted out the sky, his confidence suddenly crumbled.

It shouldn't be able to kill him instantly, right?
"Ninth Soul Skill, Nine Hells Yellow Springs Palm!" Wang Luohai roared as he unleashed his ninth soul skill.

The Netherworld Douluo underestimated Wang Luohai. Indeed, Wang Luohai's fighting style has many flaws. Just like the Power Clan back then, he had great strength, but his speed and skills were not particularly impressive.

However, he condensed his power to the extreme, and this ninth soul skill is known as the strongest ninth soul skill of its kind in the Body Sect, even surpassing the ten-thousand-year soul skills.

Du Busi once lamented that if he and Wang Luohai were of the same level, and neither of them activated their second awakening, but simply fought with their ninth soul skills, his 100,000-year-old ninth soul skill might not be able to withstand Wang Luohai's palm strike.

Wang Luohai's palm strike possessed an innate ability similar to ring fusion. When he unleashed the strike, all nine soul rings would merge into his palm, making the nine palms one and causing the Yellow Springs Mark to appear on his palm.

Even if the person struck by the palm barely managed to withstand Wang Luohai's immense strength at first, once the Yellow Spring Seal was planted, their body would immediately crack, blood would be lost in large quantities, their five senses would disappear completely, their mobility and mental strength would be completely paralyzed, their soul power would completely dissipate, and they would eventually die.

Therefore, Wang Luohai's fighting style has always been to exchange injuries with his opponents. He doesn't care if his opponents hit him dozens of times. As long as he doesn't die, he can win by successfully counterattacking his opponent once.

To deal with a Netherworld Douluo, it was obvious that the Yellow Spring Seal of the Nine Hells Yellow Spring Palm was not needed. The immense power of the nine palms combined was enough to crush him and his martial soul into powder.

"Hmph, once is too much, how can it be twice?" Wang Luohai said arrogantly. He was hit by Youming Douluo's sword at first to figure out his opponent's attack method. The second time he was hit was completely intentional. Only a fool like Youming Douluo thought he had the advantage and was easily fooled, allowing Wang Luohai to seize this only moment of attack opportunity!

Lu Si stroked his mustache. "Sigh, Old Wang is using that crazy fighting style again. No wonder I can't get along with him." Unlike the fierce battle between Iron Palm Douluo and Netherworld Douluo, the battle at another location was unusually harmonious.

Du Dagu's martial spirit is his stomach, and his silver awakening is very different from others. Most of the others enhance their attack power, but he alone increases their defense power.

That silvery-white belly, though soft, was indestructible; no matter how powerful the energy attack that the Hateful Douluo launched, it was useless.

As for close-range physical attacks, they would be completely neutralized by that soft belly, using softness to overcome hardness.

Most importantly, this belly can also block poison. The Abomination Douluo was originally a titled Douluo who was skilled in using poison, but the emerald green poison gas he spewed out was actually all sucked into Du Dagu's belly button. Then, he let out a few farts, and then, nothing more.

The toxic gas was expelled through those farts.

"Damn it, you fat pig, if you've got the guts, fight me head-on!" The Abomination Douluo glared fiercely at Du Dagu. This was the first time he had ever fought so humiliatingly; the fat man was just too tough to fight.

Normally it wouldn't be a big deal; I could just wait it out with him.

At this very moment, Poison Undying was wreaking havoc among the Sun Moon Empire's army, and the other battles between the Body Sect and the Holy Spirit Sect all ended in the Holy Spirit Sect's defeat.

If he doesn't break through Du Dagu's defenses soon, he'll likely be besieged.

Du Dagu scratched his head sheepishly, "Sorry, um... I'm not very good at fighting, but I'm used to getting hit. You don't have to be polite, keep going, it won't hurt at all."

"I'm not playing with you anymore, farewell!" Enraged, the Abomination Douluo turned around and fled in another direction.

How could Du Dagu let him escape so easily? "Don't go! Eighth Soul Skill, Giant Belly Expansion!"

Du Dagu's belly instantly expanded dozens of times, forming a hemispherical shield, and the fleeing Abomination Douluo was immediately squeezed inside.

Although the pressure wasn't enough to crush him to death, it did prevent him from escaping.

"Let me go, you fat bastard, let me go!!!" the Abomination Douluo roared angrily.

Where can evil spirits escape to?

"Sigh, I knew the Eighth Elder's fighting style was like this. Luckily we got here, otherwise we would have been fighting for ages."

Just then, two figures approached; they were Ye Guyi and Long Aotian, who had finished their battle first.

Long Aotian knew his Eighth Elder too well. In battles with him, neither he nor his opponent could kill the other. So he immediately came to lend a helping hand.

"Evil spirit, prepare to die, holy light of the angels!"

"Harmony between humanity and nature, and the universe will turn!"

Without hesitation, the two unleashed their signature moves, attacking the Abomination Douluo who was bound by Du Dagu. In any case, their attack power was insufficient to harm Du Dagu, and only one of them would die.

The Abomination Douluo was utterly desperate. A powerful offensive Title Douluo was facing a Holy Angel Soul Douluo who was his nemesis.

He knew perfectly well that he was probably finished.

Actually, there's no need to guess; it's definitely over. Under the holy light of the angels, Abomination Douluo was slowly melted away. Then, Long Aotian stepped forward and punched him to pieces. Abomination Douluo died peacefully.

Moreover, being surrounded and killed by three powerful figures, among all the titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult, this Abomination Douluo's death was considered to be one of the more dignified.

(End of this chapter)