Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 334 The Final Battle, Abyssal Gluttony

Inside the top-tier quiet room of the Star Luo Royal Palace, the air was filled with a rich life energy.
An elderly man dressed in the robes of the Star Luo royal family, a level 93 healing-type titled Douluo with the title "Holy Healer," had fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

He placed his hands on the unconscious Tang Wulin, and the emerald green spirit rings flowed like a waterfall, pouring into Tang Wulin's broken body.

"The bone injury has healed, and the damage to the internal organs is also being repaired... but the child's spirit seems to have suffered a huge shock, having collided head-on with the raging dragon's might, and his mind was shaken too violently."

Saint Healing Douluo stopped, his face showing a hint of fatigue and solemnity. "The external injuries are not serious, and the foundation is intact, but he needs to rest for a while before he can wake up. Forcibly waking him up may damage his source. Your Highness, I have done my best."

Dai Yueyan, representing the royal family, nodded solemnly, "Thank you for your assistance, Your Majesty. Please use the best medicine to ensure he has no hidden dangers."

This is not only an apology, but also a necessary explanation to Shrek Academy and Tang Sect.

Zhuo Shi stood to the side, watching his disciple's pale but steady breathing. His expression softened slightly, but the anger in his eyes did not subside. He believed that if anything happened to Tang Wulin, he wouldn't mind causing a scene in Xingluo City.

Fortunately, things didn't get to that point yet. Dai Tianling saw how much Zhuoshi valued Tang Wulin and, without hesitation, summoned the healing-type Title Douluo from the royal family's retinue.

Meanwhile, another match in the semifinals was attracting worldwide attention.

However, Gula and Bai Yuan only exchanged a few symbolic blows before Gula waved his hand and chose to stop.

"I concede." Gula's calm voice echoed throughout the arena, causing a stir. He looked at Bai Yuan, his gaze deep, carrying a hint of barely perceptible expectation, "This honor belongs to you, Bai Yuan."

After saying that, he vanished from the arena in a flash, leaving behind countless bewildered spectators.

The swift and decisive surrender, as if it had been planned in advance, made Dai Tianling frown slightly. The fact that the Shrek Academy students didn't care about the championship made him feel a little embarrassed.

But what does this have to do with Cooler? Trading his avatar to Shrek and letting it gain honor is just his after-sales service.

Bai Yuan stood on the arena, his presence as still as a deep pool and as imposing as a mountain.

He understood what Gula meant—the stage was handed over to him, to face the raging dragon that had just wreaked havoc.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. Apart from Liu Niandao, who was born without emotions, Bai Yuan was the one most indifferent to all things in the world.

the next day.

The final match is between Bai Yuan and Long Yue.

Long Yue rested for two days, but the bloodshot in his eyes had not completely faded. The madness aroused by Tang Wulin was still roaring in his blood. Otherwise, his problem would not have given Enci, a Limit Douluo, a headache.

Long Yue craved a more thorough release, and his dragon claws, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, pierced straight into Bai Yuan, once again enveloping the entire area with a mountain-like pressure.

"The abyss has no form!"

Bai Yuan let out a low shout, his body instantly becoming ethereal, as if merging into a viscous darkness. Long Yue's claws, capable of tearing through alloy, seemed to pierce into a void swamp; the violent power vanished without a trace, not even causing a ripple.

Moreover, Long Yue was horrified to discover that the soul power he had attached to the gun was being frantically sucked and stripped away by an invisible force.

"Mountains and Rivers!" Long Yue roared in fury, his attack suddenly shifting as his soul rings lit up and earthen-yellow mountain phantoms swept across.

"Three heads and six arms!"

Bai Yuan's body suddenly swelled, his soul power surged, and instantly condensed into a three-headed, six-armed Dharma image that was several meters tall and ferocious.

The three heads were blurry but filled with greed, and the six arms were muscular, with the palms split open to reveal black mouthparts covered with sharp teeth.

Strength, speed, and perception increased exponentially. The Dharma Form unleashed its six arms, parrying and seizing, its palms and mouthparts greedily biting at the mountains, rivers, and dissipated soul power that Long Yue was attacking. Each contact weakened the opponent and nourished itself.

"That's great, let's do it again!" Long Yue was not surprised but delighted. Bai Yuan's strange devouring power was like a highly efficient pressure relief valve, continuously absorbing the excess dragon blood power in his body that was driving him crazy.

The restlessness and sense of loss of control that had plagued him for years, stemming from the killing, were suppressed to an unprecedented level of safety during this frenzied exchange of blows.

He had never fought so exhilaratingly, without worrying about losing control, he could simply unleash his overwhelming power.

The dragon claw and the abyss avatar collided violently, soul power surged, and the arena roared.

Long Yue is a six-ring Soul Emperor, further enhanced by a one-word battle armor, making his power domineering and unparalleled.

Although Bai Yuan was a level lower and his battle armor was not complete, the devouring domain of his Abyss Maw Martial Soul and the near-perfect combination of his soul skills made him like a bottomless black hole. No matter how much power Long Yue poured out, it was all devoured, transformed, and partially used by him.

"Ultimate Devour!"

Bai Yuan seized the moment when Long Yue's old strength had just dissipated and new strength had not yet been generated, and the central head of the three-headed Dharma form suddenly opened its huge mouth, unleashing a terrifying suction force.

The space around Long Yue seemed to collapse. The powerful soul skill he had just gathered and was about to unleash was suddenly "pulled" out of his soul power circulation as if bitten by an invisible giant mouth, instantly disintegrating and dissipating. Even the radiance flowing on his battle armor dimmed a bit.

Bai Yuan unleashed his soul skill once more, his fourth soul ring flashing: "Abyssal Feast!"

He had been planning this battle for a long time, aiming to devour the bloodline power of the Dragon King of Dragon Leap Mountain. Tang Wulin was protected by Tang San's divine sense and could not make a move, so Dragon Leap was fine.

Having absorbed the surging power of Long Yue's soul skill and the dragon blood essence he had accumulated, Bai Yuan's body shone with a bright black light, and his aura suddenly rose to a higher level.

The power of Qi and blood surged like a river, and spiritual power became more refined and sharp.

He sensed that the vague black phantom that had been lurking deep within his body had finally stirred after absorbing such pure and powerful dragon blood energy.

boom!
An ancient pressure, originating from the primordial era and carrying endless greed and devouring power, suddenly erupted from Bai Yuan's body.

The phantom clearly appeared behind him—a ferocious dragon head, a sheep's body and a human face, tiger's teeth and human claws, with eyes under his armpits. It was Taotie, one of the nine sons of the dragon god, the ultimate ferocious beast symbolizing greed and devouring.

However, this phantom of the Taotie was not a pure golden divine beast. Its entire body was as black as ink, surrounded by a mist unique to the abyss that could devour light. Its sharp teeth and claws gleamed with a dark purple light, and an aura that was even more sinister and greedy than the original Taotie spread out.

Abyssal Gluttony!

This terrifying being, which originated from the Taotie, was corrupted and transformed by the power of the Abyss Plane and then transformed by the laws of the Douluo Plane, finally unveiled its mysterious veil under the nourishment of the Dragon King's surging bloodline in Dragon Leap Mountain.

Long Yue was the first to be affected. The instant the phantom of the Taotie appeared in the abyss, the innate awe and fear stemming from the depths of his bloodline—his direct lineage of the Dragon God—overwhelmed him like a cold tide.

The Mountain Dragon King Martial Soul within him trembled as if in a mournful cry, and his movements involuntarily froze and stiffened for a moment.

That's absolute suppression of those in power over those in power!

"This is pointless. Let's end it all."

Bai Yuan's icy voice rang out. He felt the endless thirst for purer dragon blood emanating from the Abyss Gluttonous Martial Soul within him, and the clear thought instantly transmitted by Gula through the soul link—the time had come!
The three-headed, six-armed Dharma form suddenly closed, its six giant hands carrying terrifying devouring power, like six cages, instantly locking Long Yue, who was stiffened by the suppression of his bloodline, firmly in place. "Abyssal Feast - Gluttonous Devouring of Essence!"

The mouth and mouth in the palm, the black mist surrounding the Dharma body, and even the giant phantom maw of the Taotie in the abyss behind it all simultaneously erupted with an unprecedented vortex of devouring.

Long Yue felt his profound soul power, cultivated over many years, burst forth uncontrollably like a flood breaking through a dam.

The vital energy within his body, which had been "guided" by Bai Yuan before but was now difficult to mobilize due to bloodline suppression, was being rapidly drained away as if by a water pump.

In just a few breaths, Long Yue's burly body shrank at a visible speed, his skin lost its luster, his aura became extremely weak, ninety-nine percent of his soul power was devoured, and his boiling blood and qi calmed down like stagnant water.

However, his essence remained intact, and his foundation was still there; he was simply completely exhausted and so weak that he could barely move his fingers. Bai Yuan precisely controlled the force of the devouring, taking only the power without harming his life.

"Pfft."

Bai Yuan dispersed his Dharma form, and Long Yue collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, completely losing consciousness.

The referee was stunned and almost forgot to announce the result.

Enci's expression changed drastically, but he did not rush to attack Bai Yuan. Instead, he went to check on his disciple's condition. When he realized that Long Yue's foundation was intact and he would need to recuperate for a few months, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

But he still wanted to avenge his disciple; it was his privilege as a powerful figure!

However, Zhuoshi and Cai Yue'er received a reminder from Gula and locked onto Enci's aura from afar, making him hesitant to act rashly.

Meanwhile, Gula teleported back to the Star Luo Hotel, preparing to use his ancient memory soul skill to help Bai Yuan completely stabilize his temporarily evolved martial soul.

"Bai Yuan".

Gu Yue's cold voice rang out, and she flashed to the edge of the arena. In the instant Gula transmitted the message, she had already retrieved a large number of items from her storage soul tool—a thousand-year-old blood jade ginseng, a ten-thousand-year-old lingzhi mushroom, soul-condensing jade marrow, earth vein essence…

Various rare and precious materials containing immense life energy and pure soul power instantly piled up into a dazzling little mountain in a corner of the arena.

"then."

With a wave of her hand, Gu Yue sent these priceless spiritual objects flying precisely towards Bai Yuan, who had just finished devouring, was surrounded by black mist, and whose aura was fluctuating.

"Ok?"

Zhuo Shi and Cai Yue'er, the two elders of the Sea God Pavilion, both lit up at the same time.

With their keen eyesight, they instantly discerned Bai Yuan's state—his martial soul essence was surging violently, a critical point for evolution and awakening. Recalling the previous phantom of the Taotie, the two had a guess in their minds.

Bai Yuan has absorbed Long Yue's power, and with the appearance of the Abyss Taotie, now is the perfect opportunity to tap into the Taotie bloodline hidden within him and complete his final awakening.

The two took a step forward in perfect unison, their boundless soul power spreading silently. Two auras, one crimson and one icy blue, intertwined, firmly protecting the central area of ​​the arena and isolating it from all possible interference and prying from the outside world.

The badges of the Sea God Pavilion elders shone faintly on their chests, representing the will of Shrek Academy.

Dai Tianling, Enci, and other high-ranking members of Xingluo were visibly shaken. They watched helplessly as their top genius, Long Yue, was drained of his energy and knocked unconscious.

Now the other side is about to undergo a transformation on their own turf, with many of the spiritual items being rewards from the two-on-two champions. Using their things to facilitate the awakening of an even more terrifying martial soul is a blatant slap in the face.

“Your Majesty, this…” one of the ministers couldn’t help but speak up.

Dai Tianling remained unfazed; his imperial composure allowed him to remain calm in the face of adversity. However, the two men from the mortal realm completely disregarded him. He abruptly raised his hand to stop his subordinates, spitting out a few words through gritted teeth:

"...wait and see how things develop."

Offend Shrek Academy? With two super Douluo, Zhuo Shi and Cai Yue'er, personally protecting him and openly supporting him? Didn't you see that En Ci didn't make a move?!
Dai Tianling forcibly suppressed his surging anger and resentment, choosing to endure. Enci looked at Bai Yuan, whose aura was becoming increasingly terrifying within the protective barrier, then at the unconscious disciple on the ground, sighed deeply, and silently took Long Yue away.

At the center of the arena, Bai Yuan was enveloped in a rich spiritual aura.

Gula's figure did not appear, but an incomparably mysterious and strange fluctuation, seemingly able to penetrate the river of time, crossed space and precisely enveloped Bai Yuan.

"Ancient Memories: Tracing the Origins of Bloodlines!"

This is Gula's time-based soul skill. It does not act on the physical body, but rather traces back to the most original and fundamental form of Baiyuan Martial Soul on a temporal level.

Relying on the trace of remnant flesh and blood of the Gluttonous Beast that had been devoured by the abyss's maw, this soul skill was like a beacon in the labyrinth of bloodlines.

Bai Yuan's consciousness was instantly pulled into a chaotic darkness. Countless chaotic, hungry, and greedy fragments of thought assaulted him.

In this chaotic clash representing the abyss and the origin of Taotie, guided by Gula's soul skill and resonating with the aura of the dragon god's bloodline he had just devoured, he clearly "touched" that point—a point that symbolized the origin of devouring and the throbbing of Taotie's core origin.

"found it!"

Outside, as Bai Yuan touched it in his consciousness, the countless ancient spiritual objects surrounding him, piled up like small mountains, were thrown into an invisible furnace.

Chi Chi Chi -!
Visibly, all the spiritual objects instantly lost all their luster and spirituality; the Blood Jade Ginseng turned to ashes, the Lingzhi mushroom shattered into powder, the Jade Marrow crumbled into stone fragments, and the Yuan Milk evaporated completely...

A massive amount of pure life energy and the primordial energy of heaven and earth were being frantically drawn out by an irresistible vortex originating from the deepest part of Bai Yuan's body.

Rumble!
A massive, visible vortex of primordial energy suddenly formed around Bai Yuan. The core of the vortex was as black as ink, and as it spun, it emitted a devouring power that even made a Title Douluo tremble, frantically tearing apart all the energy around it.

The free soul energy in the entire stadium was instantly drained, and even the light of the protective shield dimmed slightly.

At the center of the vortex, Bai Yuan's body floated up. The phantom of the Abyss Glutton behind him let out a silent roar, and its form rapidly solidified.

Its entire body was covered in jet-black dragon scales, making its ram-like form even more robust and exuding destructive power. The giant eyes under its armpits gleamed with a ghostly light that seemed to devour souls, and its tiger teeth were interlocked, as if they could tear apart space itself.
A terrifying aura, far purer and more domineering than before, seemingly capable of devouring heaven and earth, erupted like a dormant ancient beast awakening.

A super-god-level martial soul, born from miracles and the impossible, combining the power of the abyss and the Taotie, yet not suppressed by the source of both powers, has been successfully awakened!
The vortex slowly dissipated, and Bai Yuan fell back to the ground. He opened his eyes, and deep within his pupils seemed to be two miniature, rotating black holes, devouring all the light.

He gently clenched his fist, feeling the power surging within him, ten or even a hundred times greater than before, and the new understanding and control over the concept of "devouring" that originated from the depths of his bloodline.

He glanced at Dai Tianling and the others outside the protective barrier, their faces sullen, and a cold, satisfied smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

This match yielded far more results than expected. Originally, I planned to go to Dragon Valley to try to evolve my martial soul again, but I didn't expect to feel the opportunity to evolve because of Long Yue's bloodline power.

He thanked Zhuoshi and Cai Yue'er, saying, "Thank you both for protecting the Dharma."

Zhuo Shi gave a soft "hmm," his eyes filled with barely concealed fervor: "You... that's the Taotie Martial Soul?"

A pure Taotie Martial Soul has not been born for ten thousand years, except for Xuanzi, the Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion ten thousand years ago. Yet, with only a few fragments recorded in the Shrek Academy's records, he could glimpse the power of the Taotie Martial Soul. It was a powerful dragon race that surpassed ordinary true dragons. How could he not be excited!
(End of this chapter)