Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 312 The Holy Dragon Returns to the Ruins and the Soul-Splitting Slash Seals the Four

The crimson sword net collided with the feathers of the Azure Phoenix, unleashing a deafening roar.

The resulting shockwave uprooted trees within a radius of 100 meters and plowed deep trenches into the ground.

Just as Golden Crocodile Douluo's claws touched the hem of Yu Xiaolie's clothes, he was struck by a sudden bolt of lightning, causing him to stagger back several steps, paralyzed all over.

Qian Xunji seized the opportunity, and the Angel Light Sword suddenly split into dozens of sword shadows, stabbing at Yu Xiaolie's vitals from various tricky angles.

However, it is under Yu Xiaolie's Thunder Domain.

Qian Xunji's Angelic Holy Sword was greatly weakened, and most of its sword light was consumed by lightning.

The rest were scattered and broken by the fierce sword intent of Yu Xiaolie's Asura Demon Sword.

By the time the angel lightsaber reached Yu Xiaolie, it was already shattered into pieces.

The effect of the Thunder Domain is that any non-thunder attribute soul power will rapidly decay within the domain. To unleash the full power of a soul skill, the four opponents would have to rely on pure physical combat power without any attribute, or launch a lightning attribute attack, but this is obviously impossible.

Poseidon immediately followed up with an attack, and Golden Crocodile Douluo and Azure Phoenix Douluo were not to be outdone. As soon as they stabilized their positions, they immediately turned back and unleashed their killing moves.

But Yu Xiaolie immediately stood in front of Poseidon and Qian Xunji, leaving the Thunder Holy Dragon to deal with the two Douluo, Golden Crocodile and Azure Phoenix.

The fourth soul ring of the Asura Demon Sword flashed with a scarlet light, unleashing the Blood Prison Asura Slash!

Poseidon's attacks were immediately blocked, and even some of the sword's power was aimed directly at his face.

She passively raised the light of the sea god to block the Asura Demon Sword.

If Poseidon was in such a state, Qian Xunji was even worse off. The dark red sword energy grazed his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood beads—if he hadn't retreated quickly, this sword would have crippled his right arm.

Meanwhile, the situations of Golden Crocodile Douluo and Azure Phoenix Douluo were equally dire.

Although they were outnumbered two to one, their inherent fear significantly reduced the effectiveness of their attacks.

Moreover, when their various soul skills struck the Holy Dragon, a circle of black mist would always appear, and the power of their attacks would vanish in the blink of an eye.

The remaining physical attacks, imbued with traces of soul power, barely scratched the dragon scales.

The Golden Crocodile and the Azure Phoenix were being devoured while fighting, their strength increasing as they fought and weakened. Despite the constant battles, Yu Xiaolie and the Thunder Holy Dragon showed no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, their fighting power became even stronger.

Qian Xunji and the others then realized that even if they joined forces with Poseidon to fight this man and dragon, they would not gain any advantage.

"mean!"

Poseidon's azure eyes almost spit fire, her long silver hair fluttering without wind as her soul power surged. She roared, "Yu Xiaolie! How dare you go back on your word!"—This kid was clearly using the soul power of the Spirit Hall to maintain his peak condition.

Yu Xiaolie's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Old woman, I said I wouldn't suck yours, but I didn't say I wouldn't swallow theirs."

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at the three disheveled members of the Spirit Hall, "If you're so capable, then don't let them be your shield."

The group was momentarily speechless. Poseidon was indeed using the Spirit Hall to restrain the Holy Dragon so that she could deal with Yu Xiaolie alone.

Unable to refute, and enraged, Poseidon's domain suddenly surged, actually creating a body of water within the Thunder Domain.

Poseidon's figure flickered in the water, and the phantom of the Trident of Poseidon condensed again, carrying a power far exceeding that of the previous one, pointing directly at Yu Xiaolie's heart.

"Well done!" Yu Xiaolie's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, and his body suddenly erupted with a terrifying cold light.

To everyone's horror, the Thunder Holy Dragon's body began to twist.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a gigantic dragon with a completely black body—the Black Nether Holy Dragon!
Dark patterns flowed across the dragon scales, each one seemingly bearing the law of destruction.

"Killing God Domain."

In the blink of an eye, a pale white domain suddenly unfolded centered on Yu Xiaolie.

The originally intense lightning field was instantly replaced by a terrifying gray-white color.

The air was thick with a suffocating atmosphere of killing intent.

Poseidon's realm resembled a painting splashed with ink, the azure light fading at a visible speed.

"A counter-suppression?" Poseidon's trident was halfway through its thrust when he suddenly felt his divine power stagnate. He dared not attack rashly and had no choice but to stop.

Qian Xunji's Angel Domain was even worse, with the golden light curtain shattering into pieces like fragile glass.

"not good!"

Azure Phoenix Douluo's expression changed drastically. He flapped his azure wings on his back, trying to retreat, but was horrified to find that his soul power circulation had become extremely sluggish.

Within this eerie realm, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their soul power decaying at an alarming rate.

The three members of the Spirit Hall exchanged glances, each seeing a resolute determination in the other's eyes.

Qian Xunji gritted his teeth and shouted, "Attack together!" Of course, Poseidon was not following the orders of the Spirit Hall; he just happened to launch an attack at this moment.

The scepter slammed heavily to the ground, and the phantom of the sea god appeared and disappeared behind her.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's entire body was covered in golden scales, and his thick crocodile tail swept out horizontally.

The Azure Phoenix Douluo closed its wings, transforming into a streak of azure lightning that pierced straight at Yu Xiaolie's brow.

Qian Xunji then burned all his soul power, and the six-winged angel martial soul shone with its final glory.

Faced with the desperate attack of the four powerful figures, a hint of human mockery flashed in the eyes of the Black Nether Holy Dragon.

It suddenly opened its dragon mouth, and nine spirit rings lit up one after another deep in its throat, especially the last few scarlet 100,000-year spirit rings, whose light was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

It was in perfect harmony with Yu Xiaolie and directly lit up the last blood-red soul ring.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Holy Dragon Returns to the Ruins!"

In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale.

Everyone felt as if their feet had suddenly given way, as if they had fallen into an abyss.

As far as the eye could see, there was only thick, inky darkness, which would instantly corrode even spiritual energy.

Poseidon attempted to summon the light of the sea god, only to find that even the jewel at the top of his scepter was dull and lifeless.

Qian Xunji desperately tried to activate his Angelic Martial Soul, but his six wings were stuck as if glued on and could not unfold.

"This is... a domain-type soul skill?"

The ninth soul skill of the Black Nether Dragon can pull the opponent into an endless black hole, isolating them from the world.

Soul skills used within this space ignore all defenses, leaving opponents with no way to dodge and guaranteeing a 100% hit rate. However, such spatial soul skills consume a great deal of soul power, and their cooldown time is uncertain. Therefore, Yu Xiaolie is reluctant to use them lightly, as exhausting his soul power without being able to kill his opponent in one blow would put him at risk.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice trembled in the darkness; for the first time in his hundred-year lifespan, this elder felt a fear that penetrated to the very marrow of his bones.

His prized defensive capabilities were meaningless in this darkness, as the black mist seeped into his body through the gaps in his scales, evaporating his soul power like boiling water wherever it passed.

Suddenly! Azure Phoenix Douluo let out a miserable scream.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the blue phoenix wings on his back were withering at a visible speed. The once radiant feathers had turned gray and fragile, turning to ashes with the slightest touch.

In this absolute darkness, a cold voice, like the pronouncement of death, rang out: "Sixth Soul Skill - Source-Slaying Soul-Splitting Slash."

There was no dazzling light, no deafening roar.

They didn't even see anything; the four of them felt a chill in their chests, as if an invisible blade had pierced their hearts.

This sword strike wasn't particularly powerful, but what was terrifying was that it didn't strike the physical body, but rather the very essence of the martial spirit!

Those who are hit will have their martial spirit damaged, rendering them unable to unleash their martial spirit and their soul power unable to circulate.

As for when it will be restored, it depends on each person's martial soul characteristics and soul power level.

"what--!!"

Chihiro let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The phantom of the six-winged angel behind him suddenly trembled violently, and spiderweb-like blood-red cracks appeared on its pure white wings.

The most serious injury was to the chest, where golden divine blood was constantly dripping out.

As the spokesperson for the Angel God, he clearly sensed that the Martial Soul was wailing.

Poseidon's condition was slightly better, but fine cracks also appeared on the scepter of Neptune.

She knelt on one knee, her silver hair disheveled, and blood continuously trickling from the corner of her mouth.

But what made her even more desperate was that her connection with the sea had been completely severed. At this moment, she couldn't even release the simplest soul skill, making her no different from an ordinary person.

The golden crocodile and the blue phoenix fared even worse.

The two martial spirits retracted directly into their bodies, and no matter how they tried to activate them, there was no response.

The Golden Crocodile Douluo's prized scales had all fallen off, revealing his bloodied skin underneath.

The Azure Phoenix Douluo collapsed to the ground as if his spine had been removed, leaving only bare skeletons of his wings.

Overwhelmed, the four figures flew backward like broken sacks.

It crashed straight into the mountainside, breaking countless ancient trees, and then slammed heavily onto the mountainside a kilometer away, sending rubble and stones tumbling down.

P.S.: The next chapter has been revised multiple times, and there are frequent security checks, so I'm not sure if it will be published smoothly. If it's late, please wait until the author has finished adjusting it.
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