Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 226 Hell Demon Dragon King vs. Light Dragon God Butterfly

She could clearly feel that her human form was becoming incredibly stable, and her communication with her soul power was becoming smoother than ever before!
A moment later, the light dimmed, and Zi Ji slowly opened her eyes.

She still had that alluring and charming human form, but her temperament seemed to be more reserved and refined. There was no longer any trace of the violent aura unique to soul beasts leaking out from her body. If one did not know the truth, one would definitely think that she was a human titled Douluo with a top-level dragon-type martial soul!

"How do you feel?" Ling Han asked with a smile.

Zi Ji excitedly felt the changes within herself, her voice trembling slightly: "Thank you for your generous gift, Your Majesty! I feel... better than ever before!"

"This Transformation Pill is simply a divine object!"

Ling Han nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze to Wang Dong'er, who was curiously observing Zi Ji, a mischievous glint flashing in his eyes.

Since Wang Dong'er's martial soul evolved into the Light Dragon God Butterfly, she has never truly fought anyone. Ling Han also wanted to see with his own eyes just how powerful the Light Dragon God Butterfly, which had fused with his Ice Prison Dragon Emperor bloodline, really was.

"Dong'er," Ling Han called out.

"Hmm? Husband, what's wrong?" Wang Dong'er turned her head, her pinkish-blue eyes blinking.

Ling Han pointed at Zi Ji, whose aura had changed drastically, and laughed, "You haven't had a chance to test your skills since your new martial soul evolved, have you?"

“Miss Ziji is quite strong. She can spar with you and let me see how powerful Dong’er is now.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong'er's beautiful eyes lit up instantly, sparkling like stars! She had been itching to get her hands on the action for a while; she hadn't had enough fun crushing that old man from the Haotian Sect!
She excitedly waved her little fists: "Yes, yes! Sister Ziji, let's have a fight!"

The soul beast was already old, and since Zi Ji was one of their own, it was fine for her to call her "sister."

Zi Ji's eyes lit up as well. She had just stabilized her human form and fully recovered her strength. She wanted to stretch her muscles and bones and also take the opportunity to show her value to the Venerable One.

She smiled charmingly, "Since Your Excellency has given the order, and Sister Dong'er is in such a good mood, I will gladly oblige."

Seeing this, Ling Han reminded him, "It's just a friendly spar, stop when you've made your point. Be careful to control your strength, don't ruin the harmony, and don't tear down my main hall."

Although he was quite confident in the sturdiness of the main hall, the aftershocks of a battle between two Super Douluo-level beings were not to be underestimated.

"Understood, my husband/Your Majesty!" the two women replied in unison, then exchanged a smile, their fighting spirit rising simultaneously!

The two of them flashed and arrived at the most open area in the center of the main hall.

"Sister Ziji, be careful!" Wang Dong'er shouted, no longer holding back! A pinkish-blue light burst forth instantly, and a powerful surge of soul power erupted like a tide!

Immediately afterwards, the astonishing soul ring configuration was revealed once again—black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red! Six black and three red, all nine rings appeared!

At the same time, a pair of enormous and magnificent purple-gold dragon wings suddenly unfurled behind her! Light and the Dragon Emperor's aura intertwined on the wings, radiating a suffocating power! "Seventh Soul Skill!"

"Martial Soul True Form - Radiant Dragon God Butterfly!"

At this moment, Wang Dong'er seemed to have transformed into a goddess of light and dragons, holy, majestic, and powerful!
Sensing Wang Dong'er's immense soul power, which was no less than her own, and her heaven-defying soul ring configuration, a trace of solemnity flashed in Zi Ji's eyes, but more so, excitement! Without further hesitation, she made a thought!
"Roar--!"

A deep and powerful dragon roar seemed to come from the void! Purple Princess's body shone with a brilliant purple-black light!

Her body underwent an astonishing transformation in the light—fine, dark purple dragon scales appeared on her skin, her figure grew taller, becoming more agile and powerful, and the dragon horns on her forehead grew longer, shimmering with a ghostly light!

True form—Hell Demon Dragon King! Under the perfect concealment of the Transformation Pill, the "Martial Soul True Form" she is currently displaying appears to outsiders to be no different from the Martial Soul True Form of a top-tier human Beast Martial Soul Master!

The enormous phantom of the hellish dragon king enveloped her, radiating a terrifying, destructive dragon's might!
Let the sparring begin!
Wang Dong'er launched the first attack. Her purple-gold dragon wings flapped violently, and her figure disappeared from the spot as if by teleportation. The next moment, she appeared above and to the side of Zi Ji. Her fist, which was wrapped in blazing light and the power of the cold dragon emperor, slammed into the root of Zi Ji's dragon wings like a meteor falling to the ground!
"Well done!" A glint flashed in Zi Ji's purple eyes. Without dodging or evading, she swiftly raised her right arm, covered in dragon scales, to block! Dark purple hellfire blazed fiercely on her arm, seemingly capable of incinerating everything!
"boom--!"

Fists clashed, producing a deep, thunderous roar! Light and darkness, heat and cold, two completely different dragon powers clashed and annihilated each other!
The violent energy shockwave spread out in a ring, crashing into the invisible soul power barrier that Ling Han had set up in advance around the main hall, causing violent ripples!

With a single strike, the two were evenly matched!

Using the recoil, Wang Dong'er gracefully retreated, her purple-gold dragon wings flapping once more. Countless purple-gold feathers, condensed from the power of the Radiant Dragon, shot towards Zi Ji like a sudden storm! It was one of her ranged soul skills!

Faced with this barrage of attacks, Zi Ji suddenly folded her enormous dragon wings, firmly protecting herself! Magical runes flowed across the surface of her dark purple dragon wings, forming a solid defensive barrier!
“Ding ding ding ding——!”

The light feathers struck the dragon's wings, producing a continuous, crisp sound and sparks flying, but they could not break through its defenses.

"Hmph! My turn!" Zi Ji blocked the attack, her dragon wings suddenly spread open, her blood-red maw opened wide, and a dark purple hellish dragon breath, condensed to its extreme and exuding an aura of sulfur and destruction, spewed towards Wang Dong'er like a destructive torrent! Wherever it passed, the air was scorched and distorted!
Wang Dong'er's eyes narrowed, and she dared not directly confront the terrifying dragon's breath.

Her dragon wings flapped rapidly, and her figure drew graceful afterimages in the air, narrowly avoiding the direct impact of the dragon's breath.

The hellish dragon breath grazed past her wingtips, striking the distant soul power barrier and exploding into a massive cloud of purplish-black energy, causing the entire hall to tremble slightly.

"That was close!" Wang Dong'er patted her chest, then her fighting spirit intensified. "Sister Ziji, you try taking one of my moves too!"

"The eighth soul skill!"

"Dragon God Break!"

She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and the purple-gold dragon wings on her back shone with unprecedented brilliance. All the light and the power of the Dragon Emperor frantically converged into her palms, eventually condensing into a beam of energy that was only as thick as an arm, yet extremely solid, with what seemed to be a purple-gold dragon shadow swimming inside!

The moment the beam of light appeared, even space itself seemed unable to withstand its power, emitting a faint tearing sound!
(End of this chapter)