Douluo Continent: The Ice Dragon King Martial Soul, Ma Xiaotao is Addicted

At this moment, this face, which was originally well-maintained and had a somewhat prosperous and kind appearance, was twisted and deformed due to extreme rage.

Those cloudy old eyes were fixed on Ye Chen, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Boy, I'll give you two choices: either kill yourself, or I'll finish you off myself!" Jing Hongchen said coldly, his tone filled with murderous intent.

"Although I don't know what methods you used to deceive Xiaomeng, it doesn't matter anymore. No matter who you are or where you come from, if you dare to touch anyone from my Hongchen family, you are already courting death!"

As Jing Hongchen finished speaking, a terrifying pressure at the level of a Title Douluo descended upon Ye Chen without reservation.

The air seemed to be sucked out instantly, and everything felt incredibly heavy!

"Kaka——"

The tables, chairs, cups, and plates groaned under the invisible pressure, the space completely locked in.

The viscous soul power pressure was like an invisible shackle, trying to pin Ye Chen to the spot.

Faced with this overwhelming and terrifying pressure and killing intent.

Ye Chen's face remained calm.

He slowly stood up, his movements calm and unhurried, as if the immense pressure he felt was merely a gentle breeze.

His eyes became incredibly deep and cold, and a slightly mocking smile even appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You...how could this be?!"

When Jing Hongchen saw that Ye Chen completely ignored his Title Douluo aura, he was extremely shocked, as if he had seen a ghost.

The other person looks to be only a teenager. Even if they are a genius from Shrek Academy, their highest cultivation level couldn't possibly exceed that of a Soul King...

Even if the opponent is a Soul King or even a Soul Emperor, it is impossible to withstand the pressure of a Title Douluo!
Jing Hongchen admitted that his title of Title Douluo was somewhat exaggerated, and that he was weaker than the original Title Douluos of the three major empires of the Douluo Continent, since he had obtained it through drug use.

But the pressure from a Title Douluo is not something a mere teenager can withstand!

"Ha ha……"

A soft laugh rang out. Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, looked at Jing Hongchen, and said with a smile, "Hongchen Hall Master, I'll give you two choices: either submit to me with your Hongchen family, or you and your Hongchen family perish together."

As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, he took a step forward.

"boom--"

With this step, a vast and unfathomable spiritual force, like a mighty river or a deep sea, instantly crushed towards Jing Hongchen.

At the same time, additional mental energy spread out, completely isolating the entire private room from the outside world!

All sounds and soul energy fluctuations within the private room were firmly locked within this small space.

The noise from the outside world vanished instantly, as if one had sunk into another silent dimension.

At the same time, the terrifying mental pressure instantly crushed Jing Hongchen's Title Douluo pressure, and instead firmly suppressed him.

Jing Hongchen felt the pressure on his body, his pupils contracted sharply, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who exactly are you? What are your intentions in approaching Meng Hongchen?"

His eyes were incredibly sharp as he unleashed his martial spirit and spirit rings.

Nine terrifying spirit rings instantly appeared behind him, their powerful Title Douluo aura fiercely resisting Ye Chen's mental pressure.

Before Jing Hongchen could react, something even more terrifying happened!
"Om-"

Ye Chen also released his martial spirit and spirit rings.

Rings of soul rings, capable of making one's soul tremble, slowly rose from beneath Ye Chen's feet, like the halo of a deity descending!

The eight spirit rings, three of which radiated a blood-red color and were shimmering with golden patterns.

As these eight spirit rings rose, a terrifying aura, many times stronger than Jing Hongchen's titled Douluo pressure, suddenly erupted.

This aura, like an invisible iceberg weighing billions of tons, crushed heavily onto Jing Hongchen!
"puff--!"

Jing Hongchen felt as if he had been struck by a massive hammer blow. His face turned deathly pale, and a mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably.

The blood was still in mid-air when it was frozen into blood-red ice crystals by the sudden, extreme cold.

Jing Hongchen felt that his proud cultivation level was as insignificant as dust in the face of this aura.

Extreme cold air instantly filled the room, and the temperature inside the private room plummeted to below freezing.

The walls, tables, chairs, cups, and plates were instantly covered with a thick layer of solid ice.

Jing Hongchen's clothes, beard, and hair were instantly covered with white frost.

His blood seemed to freeze, and the circulation of his soul power became more difficult than ever before.

“No… Impossible!!”

Jing Hongchen's eyes widened in horror, his mind blank, filled only with boundless fear and a sense of absurdity.

A teenager with eight spirit rings, and possessing an aura far surpassing that of a Title Douluo—when did this world become so insane?

This is too outrageous!

Jing Hongchen stared intently at Ye Chen, as if looking at a monster. "You... what kind of monster are you?"

Jing Hongchen's worldview has completely collapsed.

The power Ye Chen displayed had completely exceeded his understanding of the concept of "Soul Master".

Ye Chen did not answer, his lips still curled into a cold smile, and he casually slapped Jing Hongchen.

The moment the hand was raised, it was covered with a layer of crystal-clear dragon scales, much to Jing Hongchen's utter astonishment.

The five fingers transformed into ferocious, sharp ice crystal dragon claws, gleaming with a deadly cold light.

With just a wave of his hand, he exuded boundless pressure, and his terrifying mental power locked Jing Hongchen firmly in place, giving him no chance to dodge.

Endless fear of death engulfed the mortal world.

This was the first time in his life he had felt such a tremendous threat.

However, the instinct for survival prevailed.

At the critical moment of life and death, Jing Hongchen's true strength as a level nine Soul Master was instantly unleashed.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Seven dazzling rays of light burst forth from his body almost simultaneously.

Three thick, golden light shields, resembling small fortresses, instantly stacked in front of him. Complex soul guide runes flowed across the surface of the shields, radiating an indestructible aura. They were all level nine defensive soul guide shields!

At the same time, four slightly weaker but equally solid silver light shields, like rotating discs, surrounded Jing Hongchen, forming a second barrier. All of them were level eight defensive soul-guided shields.

And at the deepest part of these seven defenses.

A thin layer of light appeared, which was the "Invincible Shield" that could withstand the full-force attack of a Limit Douluo!
This defensive setup is practically impenetrable, enough to keep him completely unharmed even at the epicenter of a level-nine fixed-position soul-guided bomb!
Ye Chen didn't care at all and just casually took a picture.

What appeared to be an ordinary claw strike contained the full force of Ye Chen's attack.

The instantaneous amplification from his Martial Soul True Body, combined with Ye Chen's own physical strength comparable to that of a ferocious beast, made the power of this claw strike earth-shattering, enough to tear the sky apart.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
The four outermost, priceless level eight defensive shields, like popped soap bubbles, couldn't even last a moment before exploding into countless points of light and vanishing without a trace.

Ye Chen's dragon claw continued to descend.

The three level-nine shields were like thin ice hitting a red-hot iron, evaporating at a visible speed!

Finally, Ye Chen's dragon claw landed on the so-called "invincible shield" that was supposed to provide absolute defense.

Before those icy dragon claws, it could only withstand less than a fraction of a second before crumbling like a fragile eggshell.

With a "pop," it shattered completely!

All of Jing Hongchen's defenses crumbled under Ye Chen's seemingly casual strike.

Like ice and snow under the sun, it melts away completely!

quick! too fast!
Just as the shock on Jing Hongchen's face was forming, Ye Chen's dragon claw appeared in front of him.

Jing Hongchen opened his mouth, his eyes filled with endless terror and despair.

He couldn't imagine what Mingde Hall would become after his death.

Although he held a high position and wielded great power, he also had many enemies.

If he dies, his granddaughter and grandson will suffer unimaginable oppression.

Even the Hongchen Clan will be wiped out in a short time.

As Jing Hongchen's thoughts flowed, the speed of the dragon claw seemed to gradually slow down, but it still approached like the Grim Reaper, bringing him endless pressure.

at last.

Unable to withstand the combined pressure of death and her family, Jing Hongchen's legs suddenly buckled...

"Puff-"

His knees slammed heavily onto the floor, the terrifying force shattering the solid wood floorboards, embedding his knees into them.

"I...I am willing to submit..."

Jing Hongchen gritted her teeth and squeezed out the words, filled with endless humiliation and resentment.

He had no time to think about why the other party was so strong, nor did he care about what the other party's purpose was in approaching Meng Hongchen...

Because in the face of absolute power, all his worries are in vain.

The opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations.

If the other party truly has designs on the Hongchen family, he has no power to resist.

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

(End of this chapter)