Douluo Continent: The Eternal Dawn

Chapter 129 Dark Holy Dragon Bloodline Projection

Suffering from Tang Wutong's verbal bullying, Xiao Xiao was on the verge of tears again. However, as a twin martial soul, she also had her own pride and confidence, and immediately retorted to Tang Wutong without showing any weakness.

"If you're so amazing, how did you lose to the class monitor in the freshman assessment? I'm not even an appetizer, so are you the main course?"

"Ah, this..." Zhou Sichen and Cao Jinxuan exchanged glances. Neither of them expected that Xiao Xiao, who was usually shy and reserved, would say such bold words in public. It was clear that she had been pushed to the limit.

The expressions on the faces of the students in Class 1 and Class 2 of the second grade became increasingly subtle.

Tang Wutong puffed out her already rather impressive chest with a haughty air. "What, you have a problem with that?"

"Yes!" Xiao Xiao's face turned red with anger; this was probably the bravest she had ever been in her life.

Just as Zhou Sichen and Cao Jinxuan said, she knew that if she didn't try again, she might never have another chance.

The two roommates, who lived and ate together, were tearing each other apart right in front of each other, a spectacle no less exciting than the battle between Ye Xixuan and the ancient Ant King in the arena. One wave subsided only for another to rise, and everyone's eyes immediately blazed with the fire of gossip, once again becoming spectators.

Tang Wutong turned around completely, her proud neck held high, and walked straight up to Xiao Xiao. Her absolute dominance in height and figure instantly put immense pressure on Xiao Xiao.

But the next moment, Tang Wutong suddenly smiled, a smile that was bright and beautiful, yet also carried an indescribable confidence and composure.

"If you have the courage, then let's compete fairly. You and the Lan sisters both have designs on Ye Xixuan, so feel free to come at me. No matter how many competitors there are, I'll be the only one who wins in the end."

Upon hearing this, Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo widened their eyes, their shy gazes filled with utter astonishment.

How did the flames of war spread to them again?

However, what Tang Wutong said was indeed true; the fact that the two sisters had a crush on Ye Xixuan was no secret.

Seeing the situation escalating, Wang Yan finally couldn't help but sternly reprimand Tang Wutong in a low voice, "Tang Wutong, go back to your seat and stand properly. As the vice class monitor, don't say things that are detrimental to unity anymore. Aren't you just causing trouble for Ye Xixuan?"

Wang Yan's reprimand was neither too harsh nor too mild; he even calmly brought up Ye Xixuan later on.

Don't be fooled by his serious demeanor and focus on theoretical research. His status as a senior teacher in the School of Foreign Languages ​​is not solely due to his theoretical knowledge; he has real skills to back him up.
Upon hearing Wang Yan mention Ye Xixuan, Tang Wutong indeed did not lash out again, but instead pouted and obediently responded.

"Okay, Teacher Wang."

"Everyone, don't get distracted. Pay close attention to the details of the battle between Ye Xixuan and that Thousand-Pound Ant King in the arena. Although Ye Xixuan's cultivation is far above yours, combat experience in actual combat is largely the same. Your top priority right now is to pass the upgrade assessment." Wang Yan continued to remind them in a deep voice, inwardly sighing at how much trouble Tang Wutong was causing.

If it weren't for Ye Xixuan, he really didn't know who else could subdue this young lady.

Wang Yan managed to temporarily quell the farce, while the two sisters, Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo, who were involved, lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Tang Wutong with a stubborn look, then her gaze shifted to the center of the arena.

Zhou Sichen shook his head and said with a sigh, "At least Xiao Xiao dared to try, while the Lan sisters really only dared to secretly admire her."

"It's a pity we won't get to see them fight and bleed like a river." Cao Jinxuan sighed with regret, but he clearly looked like he was eager to stir up trouble.

"You little rascal, trying to pull some tricks again, huh?"

"hey-hey……"

The students in Class 2 of the second year next door were clearly not familiar with the atmosphere in Class 1 of the second year. Under the leadership of their homeroom teacher, Mu Jin, their discipline was very strict, but they kept glancing at Class 1 of the second year.

Their attention was quickly drawn back to the commotion in the center of the arena.

Although the mutated Thousand-Pound Ant King isn't considered a particularly powerful soul beast, its defensive capabilities are extremely formidable. A hard, dark golden carapace encases its body, making it incredibly difficult to harm it through physical attacks. Moreover, insect-type soul beasts are renowned for their astonishing vitality.

Having regained its footing, the mighty ant king did not approach rashly again. The antennae on its head trembled, as if it were quietly waiting for something.

During the collision, Ye Xixuan carefully sensed the weight of the Thousand-Pound Ant King, which was at least over 300 jin (150 kg), an astonishing weight compared to its body length of just over half a meter.

This shows that its body density far exceeds that of other types of soul beasts, making it a typical example of a power-type soul beast.

Ye Xixuan's gaze sharpened, and his second purple soul ring lit up. A cold, viscous black shadow quietly spread out, eventually covering the entire arena floor.

He activated his second soul skill, Shadow Domain, but instead of launching an attack, his entire aura instantly changed. Something seemed to be lurking in the dark shadows beneath his feet, causing the once immovable Thousand-Pound Ant King to suddenly become agitated.

Ye Xixuan's martial soul, Heart Demon Shadow, is actually a special kind of conceptual martial soul.

The shadow is a reflection of the body in another dimension, so it can be roughly categorized as the main body's martial soul. The Heart Demon Pattern talent ability is equivalent to merging the shadow and the main body into one, thus creating an amplification effect similar to beast martial soul possession, and the amplification effect of all attributes is 100%.

In other words, all of his abilities are correlated with his shadow, including mental strength, soul power, physical strength, speed, and so on.

This is just the most basic level. From the moment Ye Xixuan awakened his martial soul, he was already able to achieve this kind of basic attribute enhancement through his talent ability, Heart Demon Shadow. And the second soul skill he is using now, Shadow Domain Projection, is the bloodline power inherited from Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao.

The Dark Sacred Dragon bloodline within Ye Xixuan was incredibly pure, even approaching its peak. If his martial soul hadn't mutated, it would most likely have been a Dark Sacred Dragon possessing extreme dark attributes, a being roughly on the same level as the Beast God Emperor Tian's true form, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King.

Du Weilun, who was on the judging platform, and the other four senior teachers from the foreign academy saw it most clearly. In the dark shadows beneath Ye Xixuan's feet, a huge black dragon phantom was clearly visible, constantly traversing the void of the shadow domain, as if it wanted to rush into the real world.

"What is this?!" Du Weiren stood up abruptly with a look of shock on his face. Although he did not know about the Dark Sacred Dragon Martial Soul of Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, given his cultivation level and age, he had read the description of the Beast God Di Tian's true form, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, in the Shrek Academy's records.

Just then, a deep dragon roar suddenly rang out, filled with the majesty of a superior being, and the terrifying dragon's might enveloped the entire Martial Soul System.

Beibei, who was taking the fifth-grade upgrade assessment in the Soul Fighting Zone, unleashed his Radiant Holy Dragon Martial Soul almost uncontrollably. His classmates around him were also affected by this dragon's might, experiencing a tremor that came from the depths of their souls.

Three figures appeared out of thin air above the Soul Arena. Leading them was the disheveled Elder Xuan, along with Cai Meier, the Dean of the Soul Department, and Xian Lin'er, the Dean of the Soul Guidance Department. Xian Lin'er's Soul was the top-tier sub-dragon type, the Azure Flame Dragon, belonging to the Flying Dragon branch. Elder Xuan's Soul, the Gluttonous Divine Ox, possessed the Gluttonous bloodline originating from the Gluttonous, one of the nine sons of the dragon.

As for Cai Meier, her martial spirit is the Evil-Slaying Dragon Spear, which also has intricate connections with the Dragon Clan.

The three of them did not disturb the students below, but landed on the high platform where Du Weiren and the others were.

"Elder Xuan, Dean Cai, Dean Xian." Du Weilun and his group of teachers respectfully bowed to the three.

Elder Xuan waved his hand, staring intently at Ye Xixuan in the center of the arena, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Such pure and rich Dark Holy Dragon bloodline power, the reason why Xixuan's martial soul can possess the ultimate dark attribute is probably inseparable from this."

Upon hearing this, everyone on the platform narrowed their eyes, but only Cai Meier and Xian Lin'er knew the secret behind it.

The one who competed with their teacher, Elder Mu, back then was none other than the owner of the Dark Sacred Dragon Martial Soul. The two were known as the Black and White Twin Sacred Dragons.

Cai Meier parted her red lips with some concern, "Elder Xuan, could Xi Xuan's background be...?"

“It is indeed related to the person you are thinking of. Xi Xuan is his direct descendant. Currently, only Elder Mu and I know about this.” Elder Xuan nodded solemnly. “However, now that Xi Xuan has been designated as the sole successor of the Sea God Pavilion Master, it is time to be frank with you about these matters.”

"Elder Xuan, Xi Xuan's martial soul is not of the dragon type, so how can he summon such power?" Xian Lin'er asked thoughtfully with a solemn expression.

Master Xuan leisurely took a bite of the chicken leg and succinctly revealed the truth.

"It's a projection. He amplified the power of the Dark Sacred Dragon bloodline within him. If he can materialize this bloodline power in the future, then he will probably be no different from a true Dark Sacred Dragon Soul Master."

In the next instant, the gazes of Elder Xuan and the other two were fixed on Ye Xixuan's dark and deep eyes, whose pupils had at some point turned into dangerous, sinister vertical pupils.

Ye Xixuan felt his power surge once again. Influenced by this bloodline power, his temperament underwent a dramatic change. A few strands of messy black hair fell across his fair and delicate face, contrasting with the eerie black demonic patterns on his skin, giving him an air of untamed arrogance and domineering power.

The second-year students, who generally only had cultivation levels of around two rings, swayed precariously under Ye Xixuan's aura and pressure, their faces turning pale. Some of the more timid female students were even frightened into tears.

Only Tang Wutong seemed unaffected. Her beautiful pink-blue eyes sparkled with excitement as she gently bit her pink lips, her gaze almost dreamy.

Such a brilliant and talented woman as Ye Xixuan is worthy of her, the noble daughter of the God King.

At the same time, countless cries of agony echoed from the caves deep within the Colosseum. One after another, figures rushed out, the first being a tall, elderly man with a face as red as a date and striking red hair.

He wanted to get angry, but when he saw the huge black dragon circling in the dark shadows at Ye Xixuan's feet, even he, with his Title Douluo level cultivation, felt his aura falter and sensed the suppression from the superior dragon race.

"True dragon bloodline?!"

"Boy Gong, stay here and watch quietly." Elder Xuan's calm voice reached his ears. Gong Changlong subconsciously raised his head to look at the platform, and then immediately demonstrated what it meant to change one's expression, forcefully suppressing the anger in his heart.

Ye Xixuan stomped his left foot on the ground again and swooped forward. While he was in mid-air, a faint phantom of a dark holy dragon seemed to appear around him, rapidly circling and swimming around his body.

The anxious and restless Thousand-Pound Ant King frantically responded, unleashing a powerful, dark golden light from its body, its inner strength surging instantly. In just a moment, its power more than doubled.

Its upper body rose, and its two thick forelegs blocked its path, meeting Ye Xixuan's pair of black dragon claws.

"Bang—" With the amplification of its innate soul skill Thousand-Pound Power, the Thousand-Pound Ant King, as a soul beast focused on power, finally managed to block Ye Xixuan.

However, Ye Xixuan projected and amplified the Dark Holy Dragon bloodline within his body, which enhanced more than just his strength. His figure soared into the air like a dragon, using the pair of front legs of the Thousand-Pound Ant King as a fulcrum to rotate once in the air, raising his long and powerful left leg high above his head and stomping down from above.

The Thousand-Pound Ant King let out a shriek, and a layer of dense, almost tangible red light surged back, completely enveloping its body as if it were a layer of red armor clinging to its form. It didn't look like an energy-based defense; rather, it resembled a physical defense.

With a deafening roar, the entire Colosseum shook violently.

Ye Xixuan's left foot slammed heavily onto the carapace on the back of the Thousand-Pound Ant King. The swirling black aura instantly swirled and swept over its body, and countless irregular, fine cracks appeared on its red armor at that moment.

Ye Xixuan's pure physical strength was certainly not enough to break through the Thousand-Pound Barrier, the defensive soul skill that the Thousand-Pound Ant King was most proud of. The reason it could achieve such an effect was mainly due to the corrosive characteristics of the extreme dark attribute soul power.

It was fortunate that they were facing the Thousand-Pound Ant King, which lacked innate soul skills. If it were any other ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, it would almost certainly possess innate soul skills that included control and area-of-effect attacks.

Of course, if that were the case, Ye Xixuan wouldn't have chosen close-quarters combat.

The Thousand-Pound Ant King twisted its body in agony, howling in agony from its ferocious mandibles. As Ye Xixuan landed from the sky, its two front pincers, shimmering with a rich earthy yellow light, slammed into the ground.

Two compressed, earth-yellow light blades extended in an instant, standing out conspicuously in the dark shadows of the shadowy domain.

This is the only offensive soul skill that the Ten-Thousand-Year Ant King mutated after breaking through to the Ten-Thousand-Year realm, named Earth Ant King Slash. Terrifying earth elemental energy condenses into a blade of light, enough to shatter everything.

But in the next moment, a flash of silver light appeared on Ye Xixuan's left leg, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, causing the Thousand-Pound Ant King's attack to lose its target. Six short legs moved rapidly, and his figure circled and spun, trying to lock onto Ye Xixuan again.

Before it could react, Ye Xixuan's figure had already descended from the sky.

Using the dark shadow on the ground as a dividing line, as if presented as a mirror, the huge head of the Dark Holy Dragon rose proudly in the Shadow Domain, corresponding to Ye Xixuan in the real world.

Whether it was Ye Xixuan or the Dark Holy Dragon Head of the Shadow Domain, their target was the Thousand-Pound Ant King, just like three points aligned in a Cartesian coordinate system.

"Boom—" The boundless darkness swallowed everything, and then quickly receded like a tide.

Ye Xixuan still stood tall in the center of the arena, while the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Ant King lay helplessly on the ground, instantly losing its ability to fight.

(End of this chapter)