Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck

It easily broke through all the obstacles of the lightning.

The light of the Butterfly God instantly enveloped the Thunder Eagle completely, and the Thunder Eagle let out a miserable and painful cry.

Its once majestic feathers gradually turned black and lost their former luster under the scorching sun.

Its body trembled violently, as if it were enduring immense pain and torment.

Wang Dong clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and large beads of sweat constantly sliding down his face.

But he did not relax at all, continuously outputting soul power, making the power of the Butterfly God's Light constantly increase.

Just then, Thunder Eagle seemed to realize that it was in dire straits, but its survival instinct made it make a final struggle.

It used the last of its strength to charge recklessly toward the weakest point in the light.

It attempted to break free from the shackles of light and escape this battlefield, which was like a nightmare to it.

However, Thunder Eagle's struggles were in vain.

The dazzling light of the Butterfly God seemed to possess endless magic, its rays like countless powerful hands tightly binding the Thunder Eagle, rendering it completely immobile.

Every attempt Lei Ying made to break free was like hitting an impenetrable wall of steel, utterly futile.

Its originally sharp claws scratched in vain in the air, but could not touch the light at all.

The Thunder Eagle's cries grew weaker and weaker, its once powerful strength receding rapidly like a tide under the continuous erosion of the Butterfly God's Light.

In its eyes, the initial anger and madness were gradually replaced by deep despair.

It was a fear and helplessness of impending death.

Its feathers began to fall off due to the scorching sunlight, fluttering and scattering in the air like a desolate snowfall.

Wang Dong's body trembled slightly; each output of his soul power left him feeling extremely exhausted.

But his gaze remained unwavering, and he held only one steadfast belief in his heart.

That is, no matter the cost, we must completely defeat this powerful enemy, Thunder Eagle.

Veins bulged on his forehead, and sweat poured down his face, soaking his clothes.

But his hands remained steady as he continued to release the soul skill, refusing to relax even for a moment.

Huo Yuhao watched the battle intently, his hands clenching unconsciously, his palms already sweaty.

His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.

Silently cheering for Wang Dong, I prayed that he would succeed.

His eyes were fixed, as if afraid of missing a single moment.

At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by the powerful force of the Butterfly God's Light, forming strange ripples.

The ripples continued to spread, blurring the surrounding scenery.

It was as if the entire world was being affected by this powerful force.

The space itself seemed to emit a faint humming sound under the pressure of the light.

Thunder Eagle's wings drooped limply, unable to flap anymore, and its body began to sway precariously, like a leaf about to wither in a gale.

Blood kept gushing from its beak, and its eyes had become unfocused, but still revealed a trace of resentment.

"Wang Dong, give it a little more effort, it's almost done for!"

Huo Yuhao could no longer contain his excitement and couldn't help but shout loudly.

His voice was a little hoarse from nervousness, but it was full of anticipation and encouragement.

Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's call, Wang Dong took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and poured the last bit of soul power in his body into the Butterfly God's Light without reservation.

His face was flushed red from the extreme effort, and his eyes gleamed with a resolute light.

A faint halo emanated from his body, a manifestation of him concentrating all his power. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 829 A Hundred Thousand Year Ferocious Beast

A loud "boom" was heard.

The sound was like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting open, deafeningly loud.

Lei Ying's body completely shattered in the light, turning into countless points of light that dissipated into the air like dazzling fireworks.

For a moment, the light illuminated the entire sky, then gradually dimmed.

Wang Dong also collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion of his soul power, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

He was panting heavily, and his vision began to blur.

Huo Yuhao rushed over and helped him up, his eyes full of concern and heartache.

"Wang Dong, you're amazing!" Huo Yuhao exclaimed excitedly.

His voice trembled slightly, a mixture of joy at the victory and admiration for Wang Dong.

Wang Dong smiled weakly, his face covered in sweat.

"Thankfully, we finally defeated it."

His voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, but it carried a sense of relief.

Tang Lan, who had been watching from the sidelines, also walked over with steady steps.

His face showed an expression of appreciation, and his eyes revealed his approval of Wang Dong and his praise for their wonderful battle.

Then, a purple thousand-year soul ring slowly appeared on Lei Ying's dead body.

The spirit ring emitted a mysterious and alluring light, as if telling of the powerful force it contained.

The purple light rippled gently like water, and the surrounding air rippled slightly because of the appearance of the spirit ring.

Huo Yuhao's eyes widened, his face filled with surprise and longing.

Wang Dong lay on the ground, gazing at the thousand-year-old soul ring, a hint of excitement flashing in his weary eyes.

Tang Lan stepped forward, stared at the spirit ring, and said solemnly, "This thousand-year spirit ring is very powerful; you must be careful when absorbing it."

Huo Yuhao nodded and said, "But this is a rare opportunity for us."

Wang Dong struggled to sit up and said, "I'll try to absorb it. My martial spirit should be able to withstand it."

Tang Lan frowned and said, "Wang Dong, you have just gone through a fierce battle and your body is still very weak. There may be risks in absorbing it now."

Wang Dong gritted his teeth and said firmly, "How will I know it won't work if I don't give it a try? I believe in myself."

Huo Yuhao looked at Wang Dong with some concern and said, "Wang Dong, why don't you reconsider?"

Wang Dong shook his head, stopped talking, and slowly approached the thousand-year soul ring.

The moment he approached the spirit ring, it instantly emitted an even more dazzling light, enveloping his entire body.

Wang Dong felt a powerful force rush into his body, and a sharp pain shot through his meridians.

He gritted his teeth and tried to guide the force, attempting to tame it.

Huo Yuhao and Tang Lan watched nervously from the side, not daring to breathe.

At the crucial moment when Wang Dong was absorbing the martial soul, an incomparably powerful pressure descended.

This oppressive force was like Mount Tai pressing down, carrying a world-destroying momentum, instantly freezing the surrounding air.

Huo Yuhao felt an irresistible force strike him, as if a weight of ten thousand pounds had suddenly pressed down on his shoulders.

His legs bent uncontrollably, his knees slamming heavily into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

His breathing became extremely difficult; each inhale felt like a struggle against death.

My chest felt so heavy it felt like it was going to explode.

His face was ashen, cold sweat poured down his face, and his eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.

The leaves rustled, then were crushed into dust by the oppressive force.

The sand and stones on the ground seemed to be pressed down hard by an invisible giant hand, sinking deep into the ground.

The once calm lake water was instantly turned into a raging torrent, crashing against the shore with a deafening roar.

The surrounding birds and beasts sensed this terrifying pressure and scattered in panic, letting out mournful cries.

Huo Yuhao tried to look up at the source of the pressure, but found that his neck was being tightly gripped by a large hand, and he could not move at all.

He tried to struggle to get up, but found that he had completely lost control of his body.

He could only lie helplessly on the ground, enduring this terrible pressure.

Tang Lan, however, seemed completely unaffected. He stood steadily, his posture as upright as a pine tree.

He merely furrowed his brow slightly, his gaze fixed intently on the direction from which the oppressive aura emanated, as if pondering a countermeasure.

His breathing was steady, showing no sign of panic, as if the terrifying pressure was nothing more than a gentle breeze to him.

Wang Dong, who was absorbing the spirit ring, trembled violently.

His face showed an expression of extreme pain, indicating that the absorption process was greatly interfered with.

Huo Yuhao was filled with shock. He struggled to lift his head and looked at Tang Lan, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Senior Tang Lan, what... what level of soul beast is this? Is it 100,000 years old?"

Huo Yuhao's voice trembled, filled with deep fear and confusion.

His body was still being suppressed by that terrifying pressure, and every word he spoke seemed to require all his strength.

Tang Lan did not answer immediately; his gaze was fixed on the front, and his expression grew increasingly solemn.

Huo Yuhao's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.

His thoughts were a jumbled mess, and fear gripped his heart like an invisible hand.

He thought, if it really is a 100,000-year-old soul beast, how could they possibly have any chance of winning with their current strength?

Wang Dong was still in a crucial moment of absorption; if he were interrupted, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But under this oppressive force, he couldn't even get up. How could he protect Wang Dong and deal with this unknown and enormous crisis?

He thought of all the hardships and dangers he had encountered along the way, each time teetering on the brink of life and death, but he had never felt so desperate and helpless as he did now.