Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 201, Chapter 198: Self-Condensation of the Eighth Soul Ring!

Bang!
There was a muffled sound.

As if it could no longer hold on, the lid of the Qiankun Cauldron was blasted high into the air by a powerful energy.

Although this is a primordial spiritual treasure in the prehistoric world.

However, in the world of Douluo Continent, this is nothing more than a martial soul with only a 100,000-year soul ring attached.

The body of the Qiankun Cauldron also completely disappeared, and Ye Ling's figure was immediately exposed to the air.

Seven spirit rings of different colors slowly rotated beneath Ye Ling, each seemingly tinged with a trace of gold.

Ye Ling's body at this moment was like the most perfect creation of heaven, every inch of his skin was like a work of art, shimmering with seven colors.

Suddenly, Ye Ling opened his eyes wide, and his entire eyes had turned completely golden.

"Give it to me!"

Ye Ling shouted.

Immediately, a blood-gold spirit ring slowly appeared on the outermost edge of the seven spirit rings beneath his feet.

Self-condensing Soul Ring!

Another self-formed soul ring!

Ye Ling's seventh soul ring was formed by using the power of his twelve ancestral witches.

Unexpectedly, his eighth spirit ring was also formed by absorbing the essence blood of Pangu.

Strands of vital energy, mixed with innate power and golden Pangu blood, continuously flowed into Ye Ling's forming eighth soul ring.

His eighth spirit ring also shone brighter and brighter under the infusion of various powers.

boom!
Above the horizon, black thunderclouds rapidly expanded, almost completely enveloping the Sunset Forest.

Purple lightning continuously accumulated within it.

Its power far surpasses that of when Ye Ling condensed his seventh soul ring last time.

In itself, condensing a soul ring is a heaven-defying act that goes against the natural order in the entire Douluo Continent.

In the timeline of all the Douluo Continent series, apart from the protagonist who is related to the Tang family, who else has successfully condensed their own spirit ring?

"Your Holiness the Pope, and this...this senior."

In the end, it was Qingluan who stepped forward.

"The calamity clouds are growing increasingly terrifying. I urge you both to prioritize the greater good and refrain from conflict at this time."

Although Qingluan spoke from a neutral perspective.

But in reality, his stance is still biased towards the Spirit Hall.

If Pope Bibi Dong were defeated in public by a Title Douluo from the Butian Pavilion.

That would be a huge blow to the reputation of their Spirit Hall.

Qingluan understood this principle, and Bibi Dong understood it even better.

"Humph!"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, finally retracted her spirit ring, and took a step back.

Leng Yaozhu smiled, and at the same time, she restrained her aura and soul rings.

To be honest, without Ye Ling's explicit instructions, she didn't want to fight Bibi Dong, a demigod protected by divine power.

Although she wasn't afraid.

But Yunming's previous experiences were still fresh in everyone's mind.

If the battle between the two demigods were to allow the divine realm to take advantage of the situation, it might affect Ye Ling, who is in the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.

"Everyone, a heavenly tribulation is about to descend here, and its power is unpredictable."

Leng Yaozhu's gaze swept over the groups of Soul Masters in the sky and on the ground.

"Anyone below the Title Douluo level who isn't afraid of turning to ashes under the tribulation clouds can stay here."

Leng Yaozhu's cold voice rang in the ears of everyone present.

Seeing the increasingly terrifying tribulation clouds in the sky, most of the weaker soul masters hesitated for a moment before choosing to leave.

The rest were all Soul Saints and Soul Douluos. Although they did not leave, they were far away from the core area of ​​the thundercloud.

Only a few titled Douluo remain in the core area.

Within the Yin-Yang Harmony Realm, Ye Ling's eighth spirit ring was nearly fully solidified. "Solidify!"

At a certain moment, the mark on Ye Ling's hand changed.

His vital energy and soul power acted like a final catalyst, directly merging into his eighth soul ring.

Click!

As if something had shattered, the eight spirit rings of different colors beneath Ye Ling's feet suddenly shone brightly!
Rumble!
The thunderclouds in the sky were also completely enraged at this moment.

A bolt of purple lightning descended from the sky without warning, striking down towards the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.

Kong Deming's painstakingly designed protective shield was like a toy under this lightning strike.

It had absolutely no effect; it turned to dust the instant it came into contact with the object.

The expressions of all the titled Douluos still in the arena changed.

Judging from the power of the lightning, even a titled Douluo below level 95 would likely be either killed or seriously injured if they encountered it.

Faced with such terrifying lightning, Ye Ling in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye didn't even lift his eyelids.

Lightning, what's so special about lightning?
Before his body, what are even gods?
boom!
The black lightning struck Ye Ling's body.

The moment they made contact, the dark purple electric snake shot into Ye Ling's skin and flesh.

Before the destructive power on it could exert any effect, it was assimilated and disappeared by Ye Ling's flesh and blood.

It transformed into nourishment for his body.

"Is that all you have?"

A slight sneer appeared on Ye Ling's lips.

Regardless of his actual strength, the new body he possessed, constructed within the Qiankun Cauldron using Pangu's essence blood, was no less powerful than any deity.

To put it bluntly, once he reaches level 99, he might even be able to shatter the void with his power.

He doesn't need to inherit any divine position; he is a god himself!

As if provoked, the thunderclouds in the sky began to churn violently.

All the energy seemed to be converging towards the center of the thundercloud.

A bolt of lightning, seemingly capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, was brewing within it.

"Since you're not coming, then I won't be polite."

Ye Ling laughed loudly, and the eighth blood-gold soul ring beneath his feet lit up.

A huge and illusory axe phantom materialized in mid-air.

"What is this? A soul skill?"

The onlookers looked horrified.

The destructive power emanating from the clouds of calamity made their hair stand on end.

The axe in mid-air exuded an aura of power that made them submit.

It was as if this axe was the supreme weapon in the world, and anyone who dared to face it would only die!
"Open the sky!"

Ye Ling gave a low shout.
The axe in mid-air seemed to cleave the heavens and earth in two, slashing fiercely down at the tribulation clouds in the sky.

It was as if time had stood still.

next moment.

A thunderclap erupted from the silence.

It shines brightly even in the darkness.

The deafening roar nearly shattered everyone's eardrums, and the intense light almost blinded them.

Even Ye Ling groaned, suffering a slight backlash.

It's not that his soul skill is weak; it's that his strength is not yet sufficient to fully utilize this soul skill that originates from Pangu's blood essence.

The collision of the two forces caused a momentary disruption in this spacetime.

At that very moment, a dim blue light shot into the Douluo plane from the crack.

No one noticed, not even Ye Ling.

The dim blue light, aided by the intense surrounding light, shot towards Tiandou City in an instant.

(End of this chapter)