Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 283 The Alchemist Who Plays with Souls

“Azang!”

Cao Dezhi's roar was pinned to his throat by the Silver Dragon Spear. The Ruthless Sword suddenly flew up on its own, but before it could strike, it was caught by Gu Yuena's left hand. Amidst the sparks that flew from the friction between the dragon scales on her palm and the blade, the divine weapon, which had been passed down for ten thousand years, bent and deformed like ordinary iron.

"Your relationship"

Gu Yuena released the gun handle with her right hand, her fingertips brushing across Cao Dezhi's increasingly frosty face. "Just as fragile as this sword." As she uttered the last word, the merciless sword broke in two in her palm.

Chen Zhou whistled, and Fei Gu immediately understood and flew towards the dying Zhuo Shi and Feng Wuyu. The owl opened its huge beak, and a bluish-gray whirlwind swept the two elders into its abdominal space—as a product of alchemy, its abdominal cavity had long been transformed into a living storage pod.

Huo Tian Shu has always been interested in Soul Masters with high-level cultivation. Isn't that perfect?
Chen Zhou looked at Gu Yuena with great interest and said meaningfully, "There's only one person left~"

Gu Yuena naturally understood the meaning behind Chen Zhou's words.

Without any hesitation, a surge of hatred and killing intent intertwined in his eyes as he locked onto the pained Tang Wulin.

"Die!"

The ice and fire dragon scales reflected a bewitching light on Gu Yuena's face. When she pointed her right hand at Tang Wulin, the silver dragon spear transformed into a silver lightning bolt that pierced the heavens and earth, its tip wreathed in red and blue dragon-shaped energy.

This is a new ability awakened after fusing the power of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings—[Dual-Piercing Pierce], a deadly strike capable of piercing through god-level defenses.

Tang Wulin stared at Gu Yuena in disbelief, a torrent of emotions churning within him. When he saw Gu Yuena launch a fatal attack on him without hesitation, the overwhelming emotions surged so intensely that he was unable to even make a defensive move.

"Wu Lin! Let's go!"

A hammer shadow fell, and Tang Hao, who was in the core area of ​​the world, reappeared, raising the Clear Sky Hammer to block Tang Wulin. The huge energy fluctuations ripped open a fan-shaped ravine tens of meters deep in the ground. The rubble mixed with ice crystals and magma floated in mid-air, and was illuminated by the red and blue energy, making it look like star fragments.

The tip of the Silver Dragon Spear was only millimeters away from the surface of the Haotian Hammer, and the shaft bent into a breathtaking arc due to the reverse force.

The rocks beneath Tang Hao's feet vaporized silently.

The former Haotian Douluo's arm muscles bulged, and the dormant Asura God power left by Tang San within him was fully activated, with dark red demonic patterns appearing on the surface of the black Haotian Hammer.

"You son of a mistress, you won't be allowed to act so arrogantly!"

Tang Hao's voice boomed like thunder, and the dark red light emanating from the top of his hammer clashed with the dragon spear. But upon closer inspection, one could see that his feet were sliding backward at an extremely slow speed, plowing two charred tracks into the ground.

A flicker of surprise crossed Gu Yuena's eyes, which quickly turned into boundless hatred upon seeing the Tang family. She lightly tapped the air with her left fingertip, and tiny spacetime vortexes formed where the silver light passed: "With this level of skill, you dare to defend your own?"

Gu Yuena's fingertips tightened suddenly, and the spacetime vortexes swarmed towards Tang Hao like a bee. The defensive line constructed by the Asura God Power was shattered into specks of red light the moment it touched the vortex. Tang Hao, the pseudo-plane master, didn't even have time to unleash his proud Haotian Hammer Technique before he was sent flying backward as if struck by an invisible giant hand.

Tang Wulin watched helplessly as his grandfather crashed into the rock wall a thousand meters away like a broken sack, the flying debris shattered into dust by the shockwave before it even hit the ground. At that moment, the Golden Dragon King bloodline within him went completely berserk, eighteen golden rings lighting up from his spine, his once handsome face twisting into a ferocious dragon head.

"Gu Yue. Na!!"

The hoarse dragon roar shook the very air.

Tang Wulin's fully dragon-transformed right claw tore open his chest, revealing a golden rhombus-shaped crystal embedded in his sternum—the outward manifestation of the Golden Dragon King's core. Fine, blood-red patterns appeared on the crystal's surface, each pulsation causing the surrounding air to collapse. Chen Zhou narrowed his eyes: "Burning your origin? That does show some guts."

He was about to raise his hand to intervene when he suddenly sensed something and turned to the northern horizon, "So they really are here."

The clouds were dyed a magnificent blue-gold, and the phantom of the Trident of Poseidon pierced the sky. Tang San's figure had not yet fully solidified, but his voice, imbued with the pressure of a god-king, resounded throughout the heavens and earth: "Silver Dragon King, do you truly intend to fight my Tang family to the death?"

Gu Yuena's Silver Dragon Spear suddenly changed direction, pointing at Tang San's illusory figure. The ice and fire dragon breath swirling around the spear tip twisted into a spiral energy beam. Her fused heterochromatic dragon eyes showed neither fear nor hesitation: "The suffering you humans inflicted on soul beasts—today you will repay it all!"

Three pairs of dragon wings suddenly unfolded behind her; the ice crystal surface on the left reflected the snow that had accumulated for thousands of years, while the fiery feathers on the right flowed with magma patterns.

Chen Zhou raised his hand, and thousands of alchemical matrices instantly formed, blasting towards Tang Wulin's location.

But at this moment, Tang Hao had already picked up Tang Wulin and torn open a spatial rift to leave.

"It's fake, don't pay any attention to it."

Chen Zhou clicked his tongue twice, looking at the distant phantom of the sea god. His powerful spiritual energy instantly revealed that the phantom was all show and no substance.

The real Tang San was swept away by the spacetime storm along with the God Realm long ago.

Now, it's nothing more than a tiny, insignificant power transmitted across time and space through that almost extinguished divine consciousness and the resonance of bloodlines.

Let alone this phantom, even if the real Tang San returned with all the gods of the God Realm, he would not be afraid.

To paraphrase Huo Wuji, they're nothing more than "earthen chickens and clay dogs!"

"Let's go first, we have more important things to do."

Chen Zhou spoke softly.

Gu Yuena's dragon wings traced scorching trails in the void. When she turned to look at Chen Zhou, the golden-red vertical pupil in her right eye boiled like lava: "Something more important?"

The icy and fiery energy dripping from the tip of the Silver Dragon Spear etched deep, bottomless trenches into the ground. "What could be more important than killing the Tang family?"

Although watching Gu Yuena, who had turned her false love into boundless hatred, confront Tang Wulin would certainly be entertaining, Chen Zhou still tried his best to suppress the smirk and restrain his inner ecstatic nature in order to strengthen his group of mechanical beast warriors.

"Dragon Valley. Is it important?"

Gu Yuena's dragon wings suddenly froze in mid-air.

The surging ice and fire energies seemed to be paused, the red and blue flames frozen in their explosive motion. The ferocious killing intent in her heterochromatic pupils was gradually replaced by a deeper emotion, and her right hand, covered in crystalline scales, unconsciously clenched, the silver dragon spear emitting a crisp hum.

".Let's go."

Looking at Gu Yuena retracting her dragon wings, Chen Zhou revealed a faint smile.

The real drama is missing something; the truly perfect soul is missing something!
In his previous life, Chen Zhou was a forbidden alchemist. The reason he was wanted was not only because he resurrected others on a large scale, which violated the course of history, but also because he ruthlessly manipulated souls!
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