Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 121 Qian Daoliu, defeated! The attack of the God of Destruction!
A massive mushroom cloud rose over the lake, which had been reduced to white.

The scorching temperature and violent fluctuations of soul power spread wildly in all directions.

The strange phenomenon caused by the clash between the two quasi-god level powerhouses did not slowly dissipate until after a long while.

"Big offering?"

"Sect Master Yun?"

Neither the Spirit Hall nor the Heaven-Mending Pavilion dared to step into this forbidden zone filled with abnormal soul power and divine power.

Even when Leng Yulai and Ya Li tried to step forward, they were stopped by Du Busi and Kong Deming.

The group had no choice but to stay where they were, looking nervously toward the center of the battle.

After a while, the space returned to calm.

Qian Daoliu and Yun Ming both stood still, having deactivated their Martial Soul True Forms.

The tip of the Angelic Holy Sword and the tip of the Sky-Supporting Divine Spear were still pressed together.

"Divine power..."

Qian Daoliu spoke slowly, his face expressionless.

"A self-created divine position is simply incomplete."

Yun Ming explained.

"I see……"

Qian Daoliu's face showed a relieved expression, as if he had solved some mystery.

next moment.

The Angelic Holy Sword, this true divine artifact, transformed into a golden light and vanished from its original location.

"puff!"

Qian Daoliu spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed straight to the ground.

Yun Ming staggered a couple of steps, but quickly regained his balance.

Although with the help of the Angelic Holy Sword and the power of the Angel, Sendou Ryu could also reach the level of a quasi-god.

However, his divine power was ultimately borrowed, and it was still inferior to the quasi-god realm that Yun Ming had painstakingly cultivated.

Adding to the difference in their spirit rings, he ultimately lost to Yun Ming.

"Anyone from the Spirit Hall who would like to come up and offer their guidance?"

Yun Ming reached out and recalled the Sky-Supporting Divine Spear, its tip pointing directly at the remaining Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall.

Although his energy had somewhat diminished after the fierce battle, his fighting spirit and momentum remained undiminished.

The members of the Spirit Hall had no choice but to turn their attention to Bibi Dong.

Qian Daoliu had already been defeated and lay there, his fate unknown.

The strongest and highest-ranking member of the entire Spirit Hall is currently His Holiness the Pope.

Bibi Dong's expression was also somewhat uncertain.

If we back down, what will become of the Spirit Hall's reputation and status in the Soul Master world?

But if she were to accept the challenge, she knew she would never be a match for Yun Ming.

After all, she still needed to use some of her power to suppress the evil thoughts that the Rakshasa God had brought her.

If she can't go all out, she might not even be able to beat Qian Daoliu, let alone Yun Ming.

"The reputation of the Butian Pavilion is well-deserved."

After a long silence, Bibi Dong gripped the scepter tightly several times, but ultimately decided to back down.

"The Sky-Supporting Douluo is extremely powerful. He has already defeated our Spirit Hall's Grand Elder, so why force him to continue?"

“Bibi Dong, your strength as Pope is no less than that of the Grand Elder of your Spirit Hall. Don’t you want to spar with me?”

Bibi Dong is currently undergoing the Rakshasa God Trial, so Yun Ming hasn't been able to discern her current strength.

However, the fact that even Yun Ming couldn't discern his strength speaks volumes.

"The Sky-Supporting Douluo is joking."

Bibi Dong suppressed her frustration and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"I am no match for Sky Douluo."

These words caused an uproar among all the Title Douluos present at the Spirit Hall.

The Pope of the Spirit Hall openly admitted that his strength was inferior to that of his opponent.

This kind of thing has never happened in the entire ten-thousand-year history of the Spirit Hall.

But what can they do?
Given the level of the remaining Title Douluos in the Spirit Hall, they probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single spear thrust from Yun Ming.

"His Holiness the Pope is indeed flexible and adaptable."

Yun Ming flicked the Heaven-Supporting Divine Spear in his hand, and just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed.

A bolt of purplish-black lightning descended from the sky without warning.

The thunder came suddenly and quickly, and the entire bolt of lightning was filled with an aura of destruction.

There was no time to react.

Almost instinctively, Yun Ming summoned his four-word battle armor, Sky-Supporting Guardian Spirit. This was a set of battle armor filled with platinum gold, its light not dazzling, but it exuded an indescribable majesty.

It is as if it were cast from countless solidified stars.

The overall design is not bulky; instead, it is full of a streamlined aesthetic.

Yun Ming had no time to use his soul skills. In his haste, he summoned his battle armor and had no choice but to thrust his spear straight at the descending purplish-black lightning.

There was no earth-shattering collision.

There was no deafening sound.

The moment the destructive lightning touched Yun Ming, it emitted a blinding light.

Even Yun Ming's battle armor was illuminated by the purple lightning patterns.

"Well!"

Yun Ming let out a muffled groan.

This purple lightning bolt contained a destructive power far beyond his imagination.

The entire battle armor disintegrated instantly, and Yun Ming himself coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"kill him!"

"Quickly, seize the opportunity and kill him!"

Everyone was stunned and at a loss for what to do by what they saw.

But suddenly, a magnificent and grand voice reached Bibi Dong's ears.

Almost subconsciously, Bibi Dong summoned her martial soul, and the seventh soul ring under her feet lit up.

"Bibi Dong, what are you trying to do!"

The rest of the people's attention was focused on Yun Ming, who was vomiting blood.

Only Kong Deming noticed Bibi Dong's strange phenomenon, and he immediately shouted.

Apart from Ya Li, everyone's eyes were on Bibi Dong, who had already used her Martial Soul True Form.

Kong Deming's shout instantly brought Bibi Dong, who had just regained some consciousness, back to reality.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

She has many questions in her mind now.

For example, the voice that just rang directly in her mind.

For example, why did that voice want to kill this Sky-Supporting Douluo?

But the first problem to solve right now is how to deal with what I just did.

Although the purplish-black lightning of unknown origin seemed to have severely injured Yun Ming.

However, the Butian Pavilion still has six titled Douluo remaining.

One of them is a level 99 support-type Limit Douluo.

There are also two level 98 Super Douluo with three 100,000-year soul rings.

If we were to fight them now, then all the Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall, except for Bibi Dong, would probably die here!
"That lightning bolt just now came out strangely. I used my Martial Soul True Body only as a precaution."

Bibi Dong said without changing her expression.

"Brother Ming?"

Ya Li didn't care what Bibi Dong was planning to do.

She grabbed Yun Ming's hand, and six of the nine spirit rings beneath her feet lit up in succession.

Intense white light surged directly into Yun Ming's body.

But in the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up by the purple destructive energy.

"how is this possible?"

Ya Li looked surprised and was about to increase her soul power output when she was stopped by the weakened Yun Ming.

"This is divine power, probably even the power of a first-level god or higher, filled with an aura of destruction."

Yun Ming gave a bitter smile and said in a low voice.

"Don't waste your efforts."

Ye Ling was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, and then his face turned ugly.

Destructive power, purplish-black lightning.

Which god could it be besides the God of Destruction?

But that's not what we're thinking about right now.

"Master Yun, are you alright?"

Ye Ling quickly asked.

The attacks of the supreme god are no joke.

"Anyway, I won't die, but I need to slowly expel this destructive power from my body myself."

Yun Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly.

(End of this chapter)