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Chapter 228 The Final Blow! The Holy Dragon's Judgment!

"Sister Dong'er is indeed amazing! This power... is truly domineering!" After a head-on clash of fists, Zi Ji used the force to retreat slightly and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, her amethyst-like eyes filled with seriousness and excitement.

She could feel that each of Wang Dong'er's attacks carried a sacred purifying power, which made the power of her Hell Dragon slightly sluggish, and the pure Dragon Emperor's pressure made her feel a sense of oppression deep in her soul.

"Sister Ziji is not bad either! Your scale armor is really tough!" Wang Dong'er chuckled, but her attacks were like a storm, showing no signs of fatigue.

The edges of the pair of purple-gold dragon wings behind her now seemed to have transformed into the sharpest divine weapons in the world, sometimes cutting like knives, sometimes blocking like shields. Her use of them was masterful. Every time they collided with Zi Ji's claws or dragon tail, dazzling sparks flew, forcing Zi Ji to deal with them with all her might and not daring to be careless in the slightest.

The two fought from the center of the hall into the air, then grappled back down to the ground, leaving a trail of raging energy and devastation in their wake. This sparring match had become a full-blown contest of strength and willpower.

In the heat of battle, Zi Ji suddenly flapped her wings and retreated, creating some distance between herself and Wang Dong'er. Her huge dragon head looked at Wang Dong'er, and a resolute glint flashed in her purple eyes: "Sister Dong'er, our strengths are evenly matched. If we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to determine a winner, and we might really have to demolish His Majesty's palace."

"How about... we settle this with one decisive move?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong'er also stopped her attack, hovering in mid-air, her long pinkish-blue hair swaying slightly due to the surge of soul power.

She looked around at the crumbling barrier and the cracks all over the ground, and realized that what Ziji said made sense.

Moreover, deep down, she also longed to truly try out the powerful skill derived from the soul bone of the 100,000-year-old Holy Dragon of Light, which she had never used in actual combat since obtaining it!
Without the slightest hesitation, she readily nodded and replied, "Alright! Sister Ziji, let's settle this with one move!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two retreated rapidly in perfect unison, instantly creating a distance of nearly a hundred meters. They each hovered at one end of the hall, beginning to concentrate their soul power and prepare the ultimate strike that would determine the outcome of the battle!
Wang Dong'er's expression was solemn, and the purple-gold dragon wings on her back slowly retracted their light, as if she were gathering all her power into her body.

She formed a strange hand seal in front of her, and a power of light, far more vast and pure than before, filled with a sacred and majestic aura, began to converge wildly around her!

Especially in her torso, an indescribable, boundless energy is awakening—the power originating from the soul bone of the 100,000-year-old Holy Dragon of Light!
The torso soul bone, as the most core, largest in area, and most closely connected to the martial soul among the six soul bones of a soul master, contains energy and provides an overall boost to the soul master that is unmatched by other soul bones.

Similarly, the soul power consumed by activating the torso soul bone skill is astronomical! If Wang Dong'er were not already a level 96 Super Douluo with a soul power as vast as the sea, she would not dare to use it lightly.

At this moment, with the frenzied infusion of soul power, Wang Dong'er's body seemed to transform into a source of light!

A dazzling holy light emanated from her body, making her appear like a goddess of light descending to earth!

Behind her, a colossal phantom of a holy dragon, formed entirely of pure holy light and radiating boundless majesty and divine aura, slowly emerged! Its eyes opened and closed, as if scrutinizing all evil in the world!
"That's... Sister Dong'er's torso and soul bone?" Ye Guyi felt the pure light and holy aura, and a hint of surprise flashed in her golden eyes. She could feel that the quality of this power was extremely high. Although its attributes were the same as hers, its manifestation was more domineering and full of the power of the dragon race.

"Light Holy Dragon Body Soul Bone Skill!"

"Holy Dragon Judgment!" Wang Dong'er's clear voice resounded throughout the hall, carrying an undeniable majesty! Her hands, which were forming a hand seal, were thrust forward with a sudden burst of power!
"Roar--!!!"

The illusory Holy Dragon behind her let out a soul-shaking dragon roar!

The enormous dragon head rose, its massive mouth opened, and a torrent of holy light, indescribably brilliant and pure, erupted suddenly, like the final judgment of the God of Light, rushing towards Zi Ji in the distance!

Wherever this torrent of holy light passed, space seemed to be purified and solidified! All impurities and gloom in the air vanished the moment they came into contact with the holy light!

The light was not scorching, but it carried a sacred will that cleansed the soul and purified all things!

Especially for someone like Murasaki, who leans towards the dark side, the oppressive and threatening feeling brought by this power reached its peak!
Meanwhile, Zi Ji, on the other side, felt a deadly threat the moment Wang Dong'er began to condense her soul bone skill!
That pure light and holy aura was simply the natural enemy of her hellish dragon attribute!

She dared not hold back in the slightest, unleashing her soul power, accumulated over two hundred thousand years, to its fullest potential!
"Roar--!!!"

Murasaki let out a roar filled with violence and destructive intent!

The hellfire around her burned wildly, its color gradually changing from dark purple to a deeper hellish black!
Her enormous dragon head was raised high, and deep within her throat, a point of extreme darkness was gathering.

The surrounding temperature soared dramatically, the air distorted due to the intense heat, and even crackled as if it were being scorched!

"Dragon's Breath!"

She suddenly lowered her head, her blood-red maw opening wide in fury! A jet-black breath, only as thick as a bucket, yet so solid it seemed liquid, churning with countless agonizing, wailing demonic shadows, and radiating the purest aura of destruction and death, shot forth like an arrow of destruction from the deepest depths of hell, fiercely meeting the surging torrent of holy light!
This breath attack combined Zi Ji's lifelong cultivation with the power of the Hell Demon Dragon King, and its power was enough to instantly destroy a small mountain!
Just as these two world-destroying attacks were about to collide, Wang Qiu'er and Ye Guyi moved almost simultaneously!

In a flash, they appeared before Ling Han's throne, each extending a slender hand to his left and right.

Golden light condensed in front of Wang Qiu'er's palm, forming a thick dragon scale light shield; Ye Guyi, on the other hand, was surrounded by holy light, transforming into a pure barrier of light.

Two peak level 98 Douluo simultaneously shielded Ling Han from the most terrifying aftershock of the collision that was about to erupt!

"boom--------!!!!!!!"

An unprecedentedly terrifying roar, blinding white light and all-consuming darkness intertwined and eroded everything!

All the power was compressed into the singularity of the collision, and then it exploded violently!
(End of this chapter)