Douluo Dalu: Ice Snake Martial Spirit, Infinite Evolution

Chapter 233 Long Xiaoyao Explodes and Dies
"Big offering?"

Nangong Wan was taken aback upon hearing this, but he didn't have time to think about it and quickly defended against the impending attack.

The Netherworld Douluo immediately looked in the direction that the Netherworld Thunder Douluo was pointing.

The current Long Xiaoyao's body has swelled beyond recognition due to the uncontrolled soul power within him; only his brain remains recognizable.

The Netherworld Douluo rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked again.

That's right, it's Long Xiaoyao, their Grand Master.

but……

"How...how could it be?"

The Netherworld Douluo could not believe what he was seeing.

That's Long Xiaoyao! He's their invincible Grand Elder, a level 99 Limit Douluo.

How could a level 99 Limit Douluo be in a state of imminent explosion?
That was just a fusion skill between a high-level Soul Emperor and an 85th-level Soul Douluo. How could it possibly bring a Limit Douluo to the point of almost exploding?
He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"run!"

"We've already lost, you guys run!"

With his last ounce of strength, Netherworld Thunder Douluo grabbed the remaining arm of Netherworld Douluo: "Hurry...run—"

As soon as he finished speaking, his head tilted to the side, and his faint aura vanished without a trace.

"The third one!"

The relationship between Netherworld Douluo and Nether Thunder Douluo has always been the best.

Now, seeing his only close friend leave, he immediately roared in grief and anger.

Nangong Wan also sensed the disappearance of Ming Lei Douluo's aura and hurriedly turned around to look.

But then, Netherworld Douluo, carrying the dead Netherworld Thunder Douluo, charged headlong into the group of level eight soul masters opposite him.

At the same time, the soul core within his body also began to operate at a speed exceeding the limits.

"He wants to..."

Nangong Wan's pupils contracted, and he immediately abandoned the Netherworld Douluo who was about to self-destruct, trying to escape into the distance at the fastest speed he had ever traveled.

However, they were already surrounded by about twenty level-eight soul masters, with level-eight soul masters on all sides.

Instantly, three level-eight Soul Masters blocked Nangong Wan's path.

Then seven or eight more level-eight soul masters surrounded him.

"Go away!"

Nangong Wan roared, blocking the attacks of the three people in front of him, and said angrily, "He's already preparing to self-destruct, are you all going to die with him?"

"Self-destruction?"

An eighth-level Soul Master scoffed, "Look behind you!"

"Ok?"

Nangong Wan frowned, sensing something was wrong. He quickly glanced back and his pupils immediately contracted.

The Netherworld Douluo's charge towards the other side had stopped, and his head and heart, two vital organs, had been pierced.

With his death, the soul core within his body, which had just begun to operate at an extremely high speed and was about to self-destruct, gradually stopped rotating.

An eighth-level Soul Master walked over and slashed twice, beheading both the Nether Thunder Douluo and the Underworld Douluo to ensure they wouldn't rise from the dead.

Then, the ten level-eight Soul Masters rushed towards Nangong Wan.

Looking at the twenty or so level-eight soul masters surrounding him, Nangong Wan smiled bitterly.

He could easily kill three to five level-eight Soul Masters.

But there are about twenty level eight soul masters.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. With twenty or so level eight soul masters besieging them, even a level ninety-five super Douluo would only have one path: death.

"I surrender!"

Nangong Wan sighed and gave up resisting, saying, "Can you give me a way out?"

"can!"

The group of level-eight soul masters exchanged glances, then one of them stepped forward, took out a soul chain, and bound it to Nangong Wan to restrict his soul power.

However, the next second, three consecutive whooshing sounds rang out!
Three soul-guided rays pierced through Nangong Wan's heart, dantian, and other three major areas respectively.

"Innocent!"

"Everyone has the right to kill evil spirit masters. If you don't even know this, what kind of evil spirit master are you!"

An eighth-level Soul Master stepped forward and beheaded Nangong Wan, then quickly caught up with the group to support the commander and deputy commander of the Royal Soul Master Corps, as well as three other ninth-level Soul Masters.

Suddenly, they had the assistance of about twenty level-eight soul masters.

The scales of victory instantly tipped in favor of the Soul Masters.

"Why are there so many level eight soul masters here? Where are Nangong Wan and the others?"

Zhang Peng was forced into a series of defeats by the commander of the Royal Soul Master Corps, along with five newly joined level-eight soul masters.

He hurriedly looked into the distance to search for Nangong Wan and the other two, but suddenly saw Long Xiaoyao, who was about to explode, even further away.

"Big offering!"

Zhang Peng was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses. He withstood an attack from the commander of the Royal Soul Master Corps and hurriedly shouted loudly with all his soul power towards Zhongli Wu, "Master, look at the Grand Elder!"

Not only Zhongli Wu heard his shout, but Feng Ling, as well as the other three Super Douluo elders of the Holy Spirit Cult, also heard Zhang Peng's shout.

"Uncle Long?"

"Big offering?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly forced back Ye Yulin and the others, and followed Zhang Peng's gaze to search for Long Xiaoyao's figure.

Suddenly, Zhongli Wu's gaze sharpened as he saw Long Xiaoyao lying on the rubble in the distance, his body swollen beyond recognition.

"Uncle Long!"

Seeing Long Xiaoyao like this, Zhongli Wu hurriedly drove away Jing Hongchen and Ye Yulin, and rushed towards Long Xiaoyao without regard for anything else.

"Big offering!"

The remaining three retainers, along with Zhang Peng, rushed towards Long Xiaoyao's position.

"How could this happen!"

Seeing that Long Xiaoyao was about to explode, Feng Ling was shocked. She once again fought off the three level-nine soul masters who were attacking her and quickly flew into the sky.

"Mother, something has happened to Uncle Long!"

"Free and easy?"

Ye Xishui was fighting Kong Deming when she suddenly heard the news that Long Xiaoyao was in trouble, and she was startled.

By the time she came to her senses, Kong Deming's attack was already in front of her.

"Get out of my way!" Ye Xishui moved slightly, risking having her left shoulder pierced, and suddenly struck out with her palm, forcing Kong Deming back.

Then he hurriedly looked in the direction that Zhongli Wu and the others had rushed down.

"Xiaoyao!"

Ye Xishui trembled as she looked at Long Xiaoyao's body, which was on the verge of exploding due to the loss of control over his soul power.

Even the flight status was almost unstable.

"Xiaoyao!"

Ye Xishui cried out in anguish and immediately rushed down at the fastest speed she had ever been able to do.

Kong Deming also noticed Long Xiaoyao's condition at this moment.

"hiss!"

He couldn't help but gasp.

He knew that Dugu Han and Ma Xiaotao both possessed dual ultimate martial souls, one ice and one fire—two opposing martial souls. Therefore, the martial soul fusion skill they unleashed would undoubtedly be more powerful than ordinary people could imagine.

But he didn't expect that the fusion skill of Dugu Han and Ma Xiaotao's martial souls would actually be able to defeat a Limit Douluo like this.

Although Long Xiaoyao was a Limit Douluo who was seriously injured and could only exert half of his strength, he was still a Limit Douluo of level 99!
"Is a dual-extreme martial soul fusion skill really that powerful?!"

As Kong Deming muttered to himself, he was also quickly searching for Dugu Han and Ma Xiaotao.

After finding the two, he quickly flew towards them.

On the other side, Jing Hongchen, Ye Yulin, and the others had also arrived beside Dugu Han and the other two.

They glanced at Long Xiaoyao, who was a kilometer away, and then at Dugu Han and the other person, who were completely unharmed and rapidly recovering their soul power.

Everyone was filled with shock!

Everyone knows that the fusion skill of two people with dual ultimate martial souls will inevitably be unprecedentedly powerful.

But no one expected that they could push Long Xiaoyao, the Limit Douluo, to this point.

After all, even the most powerful spirit fusion skill relies on the spirit master's spirit power level, and the two of them are currently only a high-level spirit emperor and an 85th-level spirit douluo!
While everyone was amazed by the fighting prowess of Dugu Han and Ma Xiaotao, Ye Xishui also flew down.

For a Limit Douluo, a distance of several thousand meters is covered in the blink of an eye.

She rushed to Long Xiaoyao's side.

"Mother!"

Zhongli Wu said in a deep voice, "Uncle Long's two major soul cores are all shattered, and his soul power is out of control."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xishui paused in her steps, only to feel a sudden darkness before her eyes.

"evening……"

Long Xiaoyao looked at Ye Xishui as she arrived, and opened his mouth with difficulty as if to say something, but he couldn't even make a sound. He could only look at Ye Xishui with admiration.

He never regretted falling in love with Ye Xishui.

Even though Ye Xishui was an evil soul master, even though Ye Xishui had given birth to Zhong Li's child, even though Ye Xishui had been using him all along, he never regretted it.

"Xiaoyao!"

Ye Xishui felt a pang of pain in her heart as she looked at Long Xiaoyao, whose body had swollen beyond recognition, with only his head remaining normal.

She hurriedly stepped forward, tenderly stroking Long Xiaoyao's cheek, her eyes welling up with tears.

She admitted that she had been using Long Xiaoyao, but she also liked Long Xiaoyao, and from beginning to end, she only liked Long Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao!"

A tear of regret rolled down Ye Xishui's cheek.

If she had known this would happen, she would never have tried to steal any special metal. At least that way, she and Long Xiaoyao would have had several more decades to live.

Seeing Ye Xishui's regretful expression, Long Xiaoyao felt a pang of heartache and wanted to speak, while also trying to persuade her to leave.

He could feel that his body had reached its limit and was about to explode.

But at this moment, he could only open his mouth with difficulty, unable to utter a single sound.

He wanted to reach out and touch Ye Xishui, but her fingers, which had swelled to the thickness of an ordinary person's arm, were beyond his control.

Seeing Long Xiaoyao's current state, Zhang Peng and the others were overcome with sadness.

Unlike the capricious Ye Xishui, Long Xiaoyao was extremely kind to them, never punishing them regardless of whether the mission was completed or not.

Furthermore, he never hesitated to impart his knowledge and personally guide their cultivation.

……

On the other side, Kong Deming also landed beside Dugu Han and the other two.

Dugu Han and the other person also opened their eyes at this moment.

"Mr. Kong!"

"Ok!"

Kong Deming laughed and said, "A high-level Soul Emperor and an 85th-level Soul Douluo defeated a Limit Douluo by relying on a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. This is an unprecedented feat."

"You flatter me, Master Kong!"

Dugu Han smiled, then looked at Ye Xishui and the others, who were a kilometer away, and led them over.

Previously, he was worried about the power of Long Xiaoyao's body exploding, and Ye Xishui's potential to discover Long Xiaoyao's condition at any time and become enraged.

But now that Kong Deming is here, there's no need to worry about that anymore!

……

"Xiaoyao!"

Ye Xishui stared blankly at Long Xiaoyao, despair appearing in her eyes.

She could sense that Long Xiaoyao's body had reached its limit.

If she had noticed it immediately, with her own strength as a Limit Douluo, she could have forcibly helped Long Xiaoyao suppress the out-of-control soul power within his body.

but now……

Ye Xishui closed her moist eyes in despair.

When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of love as she lowered her head and kissed Long Xiaoyao on the forehead.

"Xiaoyao, I'll tell you a secret."

Ye Xishui looked at Long Xiaoyao with eyes full of love and said softly, "We once had a child, and that child's descendant is named Yan Shaozhe, who is Mu En's disciple."

Upon hearing this, the people around were stunned and looked at Ye Xishui in shock.

No one could have imagined that Yan Shaozhe, the famous Phoenix Douluo of Shrek Academy, would actually be a descendant of Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao.

This was the first time Long Xiaoyao had learned of this matter, and his pupils contracted.

But before he could think any further, his body, which had already reached its limit, could no longer hold on and burst open instantly.

(End of this chapter)