Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 469 The Sea God Legion Lands, Level 9 Equipment, Bloodstained, Golden Autumn, Dark Vortex

At the crack in Dragon Valley, space distorted, and two figures staggered out.

Covered in blood, Wu Xuan's body went limp the moment he stepped out of the crevice, collapsing to his knees. His black outfit was riddled with cracks and bloodstains. His chest heaved violently, and blood was flowing from all seven orifices.

Wang Qiu'er, standing beside him, was in even worse condition. Her long, pinkish-blue hair was disheveled, blood still dripped from the corner of her mouth, and her left arm hung limply, clearly indicating that she had suffered a severe injury.

"Finally out! I never expected such a powerful enemy to be hiding in Dragon Valley!" Wu Xuan downed a bottle of medicine, forced himself to stand up, and looked around, his brows furrowing slightly.

No, that's totally wrong.

Seeing Wu Xuan's appearance, Wang Qiu'er, who had just finished drinking the medicine, immediately became wary.

According to the original agreement of three soul bones, the people of the three major families would not have been so negligent. However, there are only a few people below the mountain peak, and the one with the highest cultivation is only a Soul Emperor.

These people all wore anxious expressions, their eyes revealing undisguised fear and confusion. What on earth was going on?

Sending these people? Do they even deserve to take the three soul bones that were promised? Wu Xuan's mind was filled with doubts.

"It's His Majesty Lingtian! His Majesty Lingtian has come out!" Someone shouted, and a group of people surged towards the top of the cliff.

"What happened?" Wu Xuan's voice was hoarse, carrying the exhaustion of someone who had just struggled to survive, but his undeniable authority remained clear.

"Your Majesty Ling Tian, ​​Miss Qiu'er, you've finally come out! Something terrible has happened! There's been an invasion by foreign enemies. It's a fleet of Soul Masters from the Endless Sea. Their Martial Souls are very special; they're all sea spirit beasts, and their attacks are extremely fierce! The six city lords have already led their elite forces to the coastline to defend against the enemy!" The Soul Emperor hurriedly stepped forward to explain, his words coming out very quickly and even tinged with tears.

An external enemy? The Endless Sea? Wu Xuan frowned. The Meteor Dragon Continent was a secluded corner of the world, isolated for a long time. Even he himself had taken months to arrive. Where did this powerful enemy at sea come from?

The Soul Emperor continued to describe the appearance of the invaders, especially the seven leaders, all of whom were Title Douluo with different martial souls, but all of them carried a strong ocean aura... Sea dragon, seahorse, sea devil, starfish... Hearing those familiar yet distant martial soul names, Wu Xuan felt a surge of anger rush to the top of his head.

Aren't the owners of these martial spirits the seven sacred pillars of Seagod Island who swore to follow Tang Buddha ten thousand years ago? The seven great families guarding Seagod Island?
A surge of indescribable absurdity and rage made Wu Xuan tremble. "Buddha Tang, Buddha Tang, your shamelessness has truly reached new heights! Sending the Demon Soul Great White Shark clan to hunt me down wasn't enough, now you've even sent the Soul Master Legion from Seagod Island for indiscriminate attacks?"

How come you still don't have a clear understanding of my strength? Why are you sending your men to their deaths again?

"Your Majesty Ling Tian, ​​I beg you to save the patriarch and the city lords! The enemy's strength is simply too great." The Soul Emperor knelt down and wept bitterly at the end.

Seeing this, the Soul Masters from the other families around also knelt down. These two young men were their last hope, but when their gazes fell on Wu Xuan and Wang Qiu'er's disheveled figures and listless aura, their eyes dimmed slightly, and their hearts sank.

With such injuries, how much of their strength can they still exert?

"What kind of looks are those? Don't you know my strength?" The gloom that remained on Wu Xuan's face from his encounter in Dragon Valley suddenly disappeared, replaced by a cold, almost mocking smile.

Relying entirely on one's own soul power? That's a fool's idea. Wu Xuan has never gotten to where he is today because of soul power alone.

If you had such thoughts, you would have died countless times in Dragon Valley already.

A trump card? He has plenty. Perfect, let these most loyal henchmen of Tang Buddha see for themselves what it means for times to change, what the power of... soul-guided technology truly is!
On the eastern coast of the Meteor Dragon Continent, the once tranquil beaches have long since turned to scorched earth. Ruins and massive craters left by soul skills are everywhere, and the air is thick with the pungent stench of blood mixed with the salty smell of the sea. The Soul Master legion of Seagod Island, their armor gleaming and banners fluttering, decisively routed the Meteor Dragon Continent's stubbornly resisting allied forces in a final charge.

In the sky furthest from the main battlefield, the City Lord of the Heavenly Fox City had already released his Martial Soul True Form. However, the originally magnificent nine-tailed heavenly fox was now riddled with wounds and its luster had dimmed. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered, constantly threatened by the Seahorse Douluo's fierce attacks.

Seahorse Douluo's face was cold and stern, his eyes showing no pity, only absolute devotion to carrying out the divine decree. His eighth spirit ring suddenly lit up, and his boundless spirit power drew upon the energy of heaven and earth, causing the air currents to swirl wildly and transform into a huge vortex.

Just as the vortex powerful enough to tear everything apart was about to strike the Lord of Heavenly Fox City, a sharp sound of air being pierced rang out!
A purple ball of light, like a rainbow, crashed directly into the vortex, and with a deafening roar, the massive energy vortex collapsed in horror.

The sudden turn of events brought the entire battlefield to a standstill.

"Who? Who is it?" Seahorse Douluo roared, looking around.

A kilometer away!

Wu Xuan lifted the giant cannon in one hand and explained to Wang Qiu'er, "This is a level seven piercing cannon with sealed milk bottle technology. Apart from not requiring the user to release soul power, its only advantage is its long attack range."

"Wow, that's amazing! Let me play with it!" Wang Qiu'er's eyes lit up as she tried to snatch the soul-guided cannon from Wu Xuan's hand. She had seen flying soul-guided devices that could fly without the need for soul power before, but this was the first time she had seen a soul-guided cannon that could attack from a distance.

Wu Xuan sighed, "Your left arm is so badly injured, can it withstand the recoil of the soul tool?"

"You're underestimating me, aren't you? With my physical strength, I can't withstand this mere soul-guided cannon?" Wang Qiu'er said, pounding her shoulder to indicate that it was no big deal.

Seeing this, Wu Xuan didn't say much and directly handed the soul-guided cannon in his hand to Wang Qiu'er, along with ten sealed milk bottles.

In direct combat against Title Douluo, level seven or eight soul tools are no longer of any decisive effect. However, in other close battles, these level seven piercing cannons are still very useful.

As for what Wu Xuan will use? To deal with a Title Douluo, he will naturally need to use a level nine soul tool.

the other side!
While Wu Xuan and the other person were talking, the Seahorse Douluo, who was a thousand meters away, seemed to sense something and locked his sharp eyes on the person a thousand meters away.

A pale golden light shone between the brows of the Seahorse Douluo, and his head soul bone activated. His gaze swept over Wu Xuan and the other person like cold lightning. When his gaze landed on Wu Xuan's face, he froze. The image transmitted by the Sea God instantly flooded his mind. The two people's appearances overlapped.

"It's you!" Seahorse Douluo's eyes blazed with fury.

The man in the oracle spoke rudely and contemptuously to the Sea God; he kidnapped the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, a lucky beast of the Soul Beast clan, and provoked a conflict between humans and Soul Beasts; even more appalling, he slaughtered the entire Demon Soul Great White Shark clan, and even Little White was not spared!
His crimes are countless and too numerous to recount! He is truly a demon!
"Die, you demon!" Seahorse Douluo spat out these four words through gritted teeth, his voice trembling with extreme rage. Without hesitation, he abandoned the already exhausted Heavenly Fox City Lord, and all his killing intent instantly locked onto Wu Xuan.

Hatred overwhelmed his reason. He roared to the sky, his seventh spirit ring shone brightly, and his martial spirit true form suddenly appeared. A huge phantom of a seahorse enveloped him, and his aura surged once more! Immediately afterward, the black spirit ring ranked ninth shone with unprecedented brilliance!
"Ninth Soul Skill, Whirlwind Giant Wave Annihilation Fist!"

A massive vortex of fist shadow, accompanied by a colossal wave tearing everything apart, crashed down upon Wu Xuan and Wang Qiu'er! The space itself distorted wherever the fist's force passed!
"Be careful!" the City Lord of Heavenly Fox City shouted. His Martial Soul True Body possessed a very peculiar ability: it could see the soul power emanating from a person's body, thus judging the strength of the newcomer. However, this time he did not see a trace of soul power from the newcomer.

There are only two possible outcomes: either the attacker is too weak, or the attacker is seriously injured.

However, faced with this angry attack, Wu Xuan neither dodged nor evaded, and his face did not even show the slightest ripple.

Wang Qiu'er raised the level-seven piercing cannon in her hand, ready to fire, but Wu Xuan raised his hand to stop her. "Qiu'er, go support the others. Head-on confrontation with a level-seven soul tool is no longer effective."

"Hmm!" Wang Qiu'er nodded slightly, turning the cannon to aim at the Sea Maiden Douluo who was singing loudly on the other side.

Wu Xuan flipped his right hand, and a strangely shaped metal ring appeared in his hand. The ring was engraved with countless complex soul guidance arrays, and a red crystal that beat like a heart was embedded in the center—a level nine soul guidance device, Blazing Ring!
The soul power of dozens of sealed baby bottles poured into it like a flood, and the crimson crystal suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light like the sun, turning Wu Xuan's slightly pale face bright red. Terrifyingly hot energy was compressed and transformed within the ring, emitting a temperature that made the surrounding air crackle—it was a terrifying flame second only to the ultimate fire!
That's not all! Wu Xuan raised his left hand at the same time, and another soul tool appeared. It was a soul tool ray inlaid with several multi-faceted mirrors. Its whole body was dark gold, but the mirror surface flowed with the color of lava - a level nine soul tool, the Sun God Light!
These two level-nine soul tools were the very soul tools that Wu Xuan plundered from the legacy of Prince Xu Guozhong of the Sun Moon Empire after he killed him, representing the true foundation of the Sun Moon Empire's royal family.

The immense fiery energy, transformed through the swirling flames, was instantly channeled into the divine light of the sun. The dark golden mirror seemed to come alive, emitting a deep hum, and the light on its surface rapidly converged like a woven pattern. Soon, six-pointed star-shaped light patterns were outlined on the muzzle of the soul-guided ray gun. Dark red light surged, and the air boiled as if water were boiling, demonstrating just how terrifying the temperature inside the soul-guided ray was.

"boom--!"

A beam of intensely hot light, only as thick as an arm but condensed to the extreme and almost pure white in color, shot out like a divine spear of punishment from the core of the sun, and fiercely met the massive vortex fist imprint.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a sickening hissing sound of dissolving. Before that pure white beam of light, the fist shadow, powerful enough to shatter rocks and split mountains, was pierced, disintegrated, and evaporated at a visible speed, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun!
The beam of light continued its momentum, instantly traversing hundreds of meters and striking the Seahorse Douluo's Martial Soul True Body with unparalleled precision!

"Ughhhhh!"

Seahorse Douluo let out a shrill scream. The massive seahorse phantom shattered into pieces like fragile glass. He himself was as if he had been hit head-on by a meteorite. His chest was pierced, and he spat out blood. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string and crashed heavily into a pile of rocks in the distance. His life or death was unknown.

quiet!
Deathly silence!

Whether it was the Seagod Island side or the Fallen Dragon Continent side, everyone was stunned by this sudden and mind-blowing scene.

What exactly are these things? Two metal artifacts, how could they allow a heavily injured Soul Master who hadn't even used any Soul Skills to defeat Seahorse Douluo's full-force ninth Soul Skill in a single move, leaving him critically wounded and on the verge of death?!
"What...what is that?" All the Sea Soul Masters' voices trembled with fear of the unknown.

Wu Xuan slowly lowered the Sun God's Light, which was still emitting wisps of blue smoke, from his left hand. His cold gaze swept across the entire arena, finally settling on the remaining six Title Douluos whose eyes were bloodshot with rage.

"Didn't you come looking for me? Here I am. But you truly disappoint me, the minions of the Sea God? Nothing more than that." His voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears, carrying an undisguised contempt. "Beast!" Sea Dragon Douluo, as the leader of the Seven Sacred Pillars, now had bloodshot eyes, almost dripping with blood. "How dare you... how dare you insult Lord Sea God! All of Sea God Island, heed my command! Form the formation, slay this fiend, avenge the Five Elders, and wipe away the hatred of the Demon Soul Great White Shark clan!"

According to the oracle, the sea demons were severely wounded at this time, and taking their opponents' lives would be as easy as taking candy from a baby, not to mention that they possessed an ancient battle formation bestowed by the Sea God.

With all these advantages in my favor, how could I possibly fail?

The remaining six Saint Pillar Douluos, along with the thousands of elite Seagod Island Soul Masters behind them, all at least Soul King level, simultaneously unleashed earth-shattering roars and soul power fluctuations! The colorful soul rings illuminated half the sky, creating a magnificent yet chilling spectacle! In the next instant, a phantom golden figure, about five meters tall and wielding a golden trident, materialized out of thin air.

Who else could that phantom look like but Tang Buddha?

Hailong Douluo roared, his hand seals shifting rapidly, the formation connecting all the soul power of the Sea Cucumber Legion. Tang Buddha's illusory golden trident swung, his vast soul power transforming into a monstrous torrent of energy, seemingly threatening to engulf Wu Xuan and his companion!

Faced with this combined offensive that would make any level 99 Limit Douluo pale, Wu Xuan merely curled his lips into an even colder smile.

He abruptly put away the Blazing Ring and the Sun God's Light in his hands. The next moment, he hoisted two giant soul-guided cannons, each with a caliber the size of a bucket, onto his shoulders in an extremely fierce manner. These cannons were even more ferocious and rugged in appearance, cast entirely from dark metal.
The densely packed soul power circuits on the two cannon barrels were now flashing with a dangerous light.

"Qiu'er!" Wu Xuan called out in a low voice.

Wang Qiu'er, who had been standing quietly beside him, had been preparing for some time. With a flick of her wrists, two massive cannonballs, each over a meter long and sleekly yet exuding power, appeared in her hands. One was entirely blood-red, as if forged from congealed blood, radiating a chilling aura of slaughter; the other was a brilliant golden yellow, like the most dazzling waves of wheat in autumn, yet containing a destructive force within.

Level 9 Fixed-Position Soul-Guided Shell - Bloodstained! Golden Autumn!

Wang Qiu'er moved swiftly and steadily, enduring the pain, and used her arms to forcefully fill the loading ports of the two level-nine soul-guided cannons with "Bloodstained" and "Golden Autumn" respectively. "Click!" A crisp locking sound rang out.

On the opposite side, the battle formation energy of the Sea God Legion had been condensed to its peak, and the six Holy Pillar Douluos took the lead, charging forward with a world-destroying momentum!

Wu Xuan's eyes were sharp as knives. He shouldered two cannons, and the soul power in the sealed milk bottle surged into the two level-nine soul-guided cannons like a bursting dam. The soul power circuits inside the cannons were instantly lit up to their maximum, emitting a deep hum like the awakening of a primordial beast.

"You lackeys of Buddha Tang!" Wu Xuan's voice was amplified through his soul power, echoing clearly across the battlefield, carrying a mocking tone as if looking down on ants. "Your so-called Sea God cannot protect you."

"boom!!!!!!"

"boom!!!!!!"

Two deafening explosions, almost overlapping each other, suddenly erupted! The sound was so loud that some low-level Soul Masters who were nearby were instantly deafened, and blood seeped from their ears and noses.

Two incredibly thick beams of light, one red and one gold, erupted from the cannons like two roaring, world-destroying dragons! Wherever they passed, space twisted violently, creating visible ripples! The air was ionized by the extreme heat, crackling and popping!

The red "blood-stained" beam of light was filled with an aura of slaughter and corruption, as if it would turn all life in the world into pus and blood; the yellow "golden autumn" beam of light carried a sense of annihilation, reaping all things and ending everything!

The two sources of destruction crashed into the most densely populated core area of ​​the Seagod Island Soul Master Legion without any fancy moves, colliding with the seemingly indestructible energy torrent of the battle formation led by the six Saint Pillar Douluos!

There was no stalemate, no confrontation.

Absolute crushing! Utter and complete crushing!

Faced with that pinnacle creation of soul guidance technology that surpassed the understanding of the soul masters of Seagod Island, the so-called battle formations and the so-called combined soul skills were as fragile as paper!
"No—!" The Sea Maiden Douluo only had time to let out a short and desperate scream before her beautiful song could even leave her lips. Her delicate body was swept by the edge of the blood-red light pillar and instantly vaporized, along with her martial soul phantom, vanishing without a trace.

Sea Ghost Douluo tried to sneak into the shadows, but the golden light seemed to purify all darkness, forcing him out of the void. Then, amidst endless fear, he was swallowed by the golden light, leaving no trace of his body.

Starfish Douluo released a massive devouring force field in an attempt to absorb energy, but the red killing aura directly eroded the core of his force field, causing it to disintegrate inch by inch, along with his enormous Martial Soul True Body.

Sea Spear Douluo roared and hurled his Sea Spear. The spear, powerful enough to pierce mountains, melted and evaporated the moment it touched the golden pillar of light, just like an ice shard thrown into a furnace!
Rumble——! ! !
A devastating explosion erupted on the coastline! The destructive energy, a blend of crimson and gold, formed a massive hemispherical shockwave that spread wildly in all directions! The earth rippled and shattered like waves! The seawater near the epicenter was instantly evaporated, creating a huge depression, which was then filled with the influx of seawater, creating waves hundreds of meters high!
As the blinding light gradually faded, and the dust and smoke slowly settled.

Where the Seagod Island Soul Master Legion had originally stood, a gigantic, charred crater over a kilometer in diameter had appeared, with wisps of smoke still rising from its edges. Inside the crater, all was deathly silent.

The four Sacred Pillar Douluos—Sea Maiden, Sea Ghost, Sea Star, and Sea Spear—along with nearly 60% of the elite Soul Masters of Seagod Island surrounding them, including those who were at least level 50 Soul Kings, had vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed in this world.

The remaining Seagod Island Soul Masters, including the Sea Dragon Douluo and Sea Illusion Douluo who rushed to the front and narrowly escaped the core explosion area with their formidable strength and a bit of luck, but were also severely injured by the aftershocks, as well as a few Soul Saints and officers of Soul Douluo level or above, all stood frozen in place.

The expressions on their faces changed from initial disbelief to extreme fear after seeing reality clearly, and finally to hysterical, bewildered confusion as if their faith had collapsed.

Gone... Nearly 60% of their companions, four powerful guardians of the Holy Pillars... just like that... gone? By those two... those two metal artifacts... two shots?
Didn't the Sea God say he would protect us? But why? Why did it turn out like this?

Wu Xuan slowly lowered the two level-nine soul-guided cannons from his shoulders, which had turned red and were even somewhat deformed due to overload and were obviously unusable for the time being. He casually threw them on the ground like trash, making two muffled "clang" sounds.

He looked at the dejected and crazed remnants of Seagod Island in the distance, especially the Sea Dragon Douluo with his vacant eyes, and the disdainful sneer on his lips became even clearer.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he said calmly, yet with an undeniable air of announcing the arrival of a new era, "times have changed! This is no longer the world of ten thousand years ago!"

"Pfft—" Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Sea Dragon Douluo looked at Wu Xuan dropping those two nightmarish cannon barrels, as if grasping at the last straw, and roared hoarsely, "He can't possibly still have those weapons! Kill! Avenge our brothers! For the glory of the Sea God!"

The fervor of their faith overwhelmed their fear. The remaining two Saint Pillar Douluos—Hailong and Haihuan—along with the surviving high-level Sea Soul Masters, ignited a final frenzy in their eyes. They burned their soul power, even resorting to secret techniques that damaged their very essence, unleashing their strongest and final desperate attack! Several attacks, imbued with their entire lives and beliefs, rushed towards Wu Xuan like moths drawn to a flame!
Looking at these seemingly frenzied "loyal" believers who valued the so-called glory of the sea god above all else, Wu Xuan felt no emotion, only a deeper coldness.

"So loyal to your Sea God," he sneered, his voice like ice striking ice, clearly reaching the ears of every charging warrior, "but do you know what you are in his eyes? Nothing more than pawns that can be discarded at any time, lackeys who can be sacrificed at will to maintain his divine authority and dignity!"

These words were like the most vicious curse, piercing precisely into the deepest corner of the hearts of Hailong Douluo and the others, a corner they themselves were unwilling to touch or think about.

Meanwhile, under the desperate, fearful, and incredulous gaze of the other party, Wu Xuan's hand once again reached for the storage soul tool.

This time, he pulled out a shell that was entirely bluish-black, with countless fine lines entwined on its surface. This shell felt more dangerous and more restrained than the previous "Bloodstained" and "Golden Autumn" shells, as if it were sealing away a world-destroying storm.

Level 9 Fixed-Position Soul-Guided Cannonball - Dark Vortex!
At the same time, another slightly different but equally ferocious level nine soul-guided cannon appeared in his hand.

"No... impossible! How could you possibly have such a weapon?!" Haihuan Douluo screamed in despair.

Load, aim, fire! The movements were executed in one fluid motion, so smooth it was chilling.

"call out--!"

A streak of dark blue light, like an invitation from the Grim Reaper, shot silently toward the sky, and then exploded suddenly at its highest point!

There was no deafening explosion, only a low, mournful whistle of wind that seemed to come from the deepest hell.

The next moment, the sky changed!

Centered on the exploded bluish-black light spot, countless pitch-black spatial rifts spread out like a spider web! A destructive vortex was instantly generated; it was no ordinary vortex, but a black hole capable of tearing apart souls and annihilating everything! The bluish-black airflow seemed to possess a life of its own, precisely covering an area of ​​nearly a thousand meters.

"No Lord Poseidon... Poseidon."

The screams abruptly ceased. Faced with absolute power, the remaining Seagod Island legion shattered like bubbles. Their defensive soul skills, which they had erected, could not even withstand a moment against the black aura and collapsed instantly.

After the world-destroying storm subsided, only the Sea Dragon Douluo, covered in blood, with shattered armor and unable to even maintain his Martial Soul True Body, remained standing in the arena.

He stared blankly at his surroundings. His comrades, who had fought alongside him just moments before, were now gone without a trace, not even a scrap of remains. On the empty, scorched earth, only his solitary figure remained, along with that cold, demonic figure in the distance.

Faith... glory... sacrifice... seem so ridiculous, so pale at this moment.

Eradicate evil spirit beasts, eradicate evil humans. Ever since taking over the position of High Priest from his father, his life seems to consist only of conquest, all for the sake of spreading the faith of the Sea God across the ocean.
"What am I... what are we..." Sea Dragon Douluo muttered to himself, his eyes vacant, filled with endless confusion and despair. The guidance of the Sea God that he had always believed in, the faith he had fought for his entire life, had completely collapsed under the absolute power and piercing words of the other party.

At that moment, his mind was filled with his father's last words to him.

He still clearly remembers his father's exact words: "The current Sea God is different from ordinary gods. He treats people with respect and regards us as friends."
Hehe, friend?
Looking back now, how ironic it all seems. So-called friends were nothing more than a leash to keep them in check. How could the high and mighty gods possibly place mortals on the same level as themselves?
(End of this chapter)