Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 253 A Trial Across Two Planets

The air in the underground space was thick and heavy, filled with the smell of decay and blood.

Gula's eyes, sharp as a hawk's, pierced through layers of time and space, gazing upon the nauseating scene below. The wails of souls echoed in his ears—the final lamentations of innocent victims tortured to death by evil spirit masters.

"Three evil spirits were granted titles."

Gula silently chanted in his heart, his gaze fixed on the three figures sitting cross-legged in the center of the blood pool. Dark red soul power fluctuations surrounded them, and each breath seemed to devour the life force around them.

Mutilated corpses floated in the pool of blood, some still twitching slightly, clearly thrown in alive.

Gula's fingers tightened involuntarily. He wasn't unfamiliar with the cruelty of evil spirit masters, but each time he witnessed it firsthand, the rage surging from the depths of his heart still scorched his reason. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

"Now is not the time to act impulsively."

Gula warned himself in his heart. He closed his eyes and felt the soul power flowing in his body—level 46 was a fairly good level for an ordinary soul master, but in front of three titled Douluo, this power was simply like an ant.

He opened his eyes, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

Yes, his physical strength is indeed insufficient to fight against these evil spirit masters, but he is not only powerful in his physical form. Groudon's clones are powerful enough to rival gods for a short time, but that would be too conspicuous and easily alert the enemy.

While his "time lock" ability is powerful, it is limited by his soul power level and can only be maintained for three or four seconds at most.

"enough."

"Gula said softly. His right hand stroked the soul tool bracelet on his left wrist, a life-saving item given to him by Leng Yaozhu.

But today, he doesn't need to rely on external things. His third spirit ring flickers slightly, and the Forest Sea Space unfolds in his consciousness—a special space constructed from his spirit power, capable of storing various spirit skills and energy.

Within the Forest Sea Space, nine crimson flames moved like living beings; these were the Phoenix Flames left to him by Leng Yaozhu, each containing the terrifying power of a Limit Douluo.

In addition, there were ninety energy clusters of various shapes, which were the various soul skills he had collected or created over the years, with power ranging from Soul Emperor to Title Douluo.

Gula's gaze turned cold and focused. He began to plan his attack route in his mind—his primary target was the evil spirit sitting in the main seat. Judging from the fluctuations in his soul power, this person's cultivation was the strongest among the three, possibly a Super Douluo.

The other two Title Douluos sat on either side, their cultivation levels around level 92. There were also about thirty evil soul masters in the underground space, their cultivation levels ranging from Soul Master to Soul Douluo.

"One phoenix flame takes care of the leader, and the remaining soul skills are used to attack the two lieutenants and the group of evil soul masters."

Gula quickly formulated a plan. Without the slightest hesitation, his soul power surged within him, and his third soul ring shone brightly.

"Forest and Sea Space, liberate!"

In an instant, a crimson flame, as red as blood, shot out from the void, traversing the dimension of time, so fast that even a titled Douluo could not react.

The phoenix flame was only the size of a forearm, yet it contained earth-shattering energy, scorching and distorting the air wherever it passed.

The leading evil spirit titled Douluo seemed to sense danger and suddenly opened his eyes. They were eyes completely filled with blood, pupils invisible, filled only with endless madness and a bloodlust.

His lips had just parted as if to sound an alarm, but the phoenix flames had already landed on his chest.

There was no explosion, no screams.

The moment the flames touched, the body of the evil spirit, like a pencil mark erased by an eraser, turned to ashes at a visible speed from head to toe.

The entire process was eerily silent. Only after he completely disappeared did a clear phoenix cry echo in the space, as if proclaiming a just judgment.

All of this happened so fast that the other two evil spirits didn't even realize that their leader had fallen.

Gula gave them no time to react, unleashing a torrential downpour of soul skills from the Forest Sea Space.

"Sen Luo Wan Xian!"

Gula shouted, "The illusionary labyrinth constructed by the spiritual power of the Spirit Abyss Realm can only be unlocked by those in the late stage of the Spirit Domain Realm, and it has trapped a Title Douluo."

"Get in the way!"

An invisible barrier suddenly rose beneath the feet of the Title Douluo on the right, blocking his retreat. The underground space began to tremble violently, as Gula's "Earthquake" soul skill was amplified in the enclosed environment.

The ceiling began to collapse, and huge boulders crashed down on the evil spirit masters below. Screams of agony filled the air as some of the lower-level evil spirit masters were smashed into a bloody pulp.

"Cliff Sword!"

Huge rock blades rose from the ground, slicing five fleeing evil spirit masters in half at the waist.

"Breath of the Forest!" Green mist spread out, gathering into a sphere. The evil soul masters who inhaled it collapsed and convulsed, their soul power being rapidly corroded.

This is the resentment of the deceased!

But the most lethal attack came from the soul technique left behind by Qing Liuli.

A translucent, glassy light spread out like ripples on water, seemingly gentle, yet striking straight to the soul. Those evil spirit masters who had narrowly escaped the physical attack suddenly clutched their heads, letting out inhuman screams.

Gula, high above, observes coldly from another latitude.

This move, "Six Roots Purified, One Free from All Troubles," is specifically designed to target the mental weaknesses of evil spirit masters. Its effect on evil spirit masters is no less than that of divine power, and it is completely impossible to defend against with soul power or mental strength.

He saw an evil spirit emperor kneeling on the ground, blood tears streaming from his eyes, muttering to himself, "I didn't mean to... I just wanted to save her..."

He was clearly thinking of a relative he had killed. The other evil spirit laughed maniacally, his laughter filled with twisted pleasure and a deep-seated fear.

The two sealed evil spirits were not spared either. The titled Douluo on the left, who was trapped by the myriad phenomena of the universe, suddenly stopped struggling, and a deep confusion appeared in his eyes.

What have I been pursuing in my life?

He murmured, feeling lost about his life. In that brief moment of hesitation, Gula's "fire-breathing" soul skill struck him directly in the head, turning him into charred remains.

The titled Douluo on the right had an even stronger will. He roared and his body erupted with blood-red soul power, temporarily breaking through the "blocking" restraints.

But just as he was about to unleash his soul skill to counterattack, a streak of azure flame pierced through his chest.

"impossible…"

He looked down at the glass-like cracks spreading across his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.

As a titled Douluo, his soul power defense should have been indestructible, but this attack directly affected his soul.

"What's this?"

On his deathbed, he searched for an unseen enemy, as if seeking an answer.

"Purification."

Gula answered calmly.

As his words fell, the body of the evil spirit, like shattered glass, dissipated into countless points of light in the air.

The underground space has been reduced to ruins.

Gula hovered in mid-air, expressionlessly surveying the horrific scene on the other side of Douluo Star. Most of the surviving evil soul masters were critically injured and on the verge of death, while a few who were still able to move were frantically fleeing.

"Nature's Wrath".

The final killing blow came, a green energy wave spreading out from the blood-red altar.

Wherever it went, the surviving evil spirit masters fell to the ground, their life force forcibly drained and given back to this desecrated land.

After the last evil spirit master stopped breathing, Gula took one last look. The blood pool had dried up, and the mutilated corpses had finally found peace.

(End of this chapter)