Give Douluo a technological shock

Nine rings also unfolded behind the tall and majestic Black Dragon God Mech, echoing the Soul Rings behind Long Xiaoyao!

"I just feel that I am very humble every time I am in front of you, and I have even lost the confidence of a top expert, so much so that I have become your vassal all these years."

Long Xiaoyao felt that he was just a simp. He wasn't originally like that. It was just that his guilt made him always put himself in a humble position in his relationship with Ye Xishui, which gradually made him lose himself and become the only laughing simp among the three Limit Douluo.

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The transparent spirit rings behind Long Xiaoyao began to appear as double images, and at first glance, it looked like there were eighteen spirit rings!

At the same time, the black dragon god beneath his feet began to flow with energy, and countless profound runes flashed in turn as the energy flowed, giving people a strange sense of beauty.

"So, I want to tell you now, your so-called Death God Douluo, your so-called number one evil cult in the world, although I am nothing in front of you, without me, you are nothing!"

The scales between the Black Dragon God's mechanical claws flowed and spread out like waves of wheat, as if breathing, and stronger, sharper claws appeared on its hands.

"Ye Xishui! Didn't you want to reach the Divine Realm?!"

Long Xiaoyao roared at Ye Xishui, and at the same time, the black dragon god under his feet shook its wings and accelerated in the air. The ferocious huge dragon claw dragged five spatial slashes in the air and fiercely attacked Ye Xishui's Nether Phoenix Mech!

The enormous dragon-shaped claw mark tore through space and enveloped Ye Xishui. The terrifying tearing force made her feel as if she were facing the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian!

Dragon God's Claw?!

The handsome young man in the nearby void, who had been indifferent, suddenly became extremely strange!

Meanwhile, deep within the Demon Forest, a certain indescribably malevolent, large-eyed monster, who had been calmly watching the spectacle, suddenly became serious, looking in the direction of the Holy Spirit Cult with surprise and doubt, wondering to itself in its mind, "That black dragon is here?"

In Dawn Port, far to the east of the mainland, Chen Fu watched the live broadcast of the Holy Spirit Church on the virtual screen with a very subtle expression.

However, Ah Yin beside him was not so calm. Instead, she shouted incredulously, "How is this possible?! Di Tian studied for so many years before he learned it!"

Finally, Chen Fu couldn't help but smile and murmured, "You two brothers really do look alike."

He realized that he seemed to have overlooked Long Xiaoyao, who was remarkably similar to Mu En.

Both of them are the kind of people who, after seeing the original owner use their special moves a few times, can learn them in a short time thanks to their innate and extraordinary similarity.

Meanwhile, outside the Douluo Realm, the gods who were watching the spectacle couldn't help but marvel at the two Limit Douluos who had descended to the mortal realm to fight within the Sun Moon Empire's territory:

"Such a perfect successor to the divine position, yet they can't find the divine position!"

"That guy in the nearby void, he must be the one who recently became a god in Xingdou, right? I think his name is Mu En, and he's friends with the two who are fighting right now."

"As expected of a supreme powerhouse below the god level, born under ten thousand years of high pressure. Back when we had just become gods, we probably couldn't even beat them before they became gods."

When they first encountered Ye Xishui's self-fusion of martial souls, they were extremely surprised. Self-fusion of martial souls! It was simply unimaginable!

And then there's Long Xiaoyao, who summoned his "Martial Soul True Body" without any special soul tool, and even managed to have the "Martial Soul True Body" leave his body?! Are they all cheating?!

"The principle behind that Martial Soul Lock is actually easy to understand, but Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao's understanding of Martial Souls based on the Martial Soul Lock is truly terrifying!"

The God of War, Dai Mubai, exclaimed in amazement at the God of Food, Oscar, standing beside him.

If these two Limit Douluos were in their own era, Ye Xishui would be alright because there was no Martial Soul Lock in that era, but Long Xiaoyao would be terrifying. He would simply grab them with both hands and, with that black "Martial Soul True Body," sweep through the 100,000-strong Martial Soul Hall allied forces of Douluo Continent!

The more terrifying the talents displayed by those two Limit Douluos, the more obscure and unfathomable the gazes of these gods as they looked at the Asura God King beside the world barrier became.

Such a promising talent, are you just going to nurture it like fertilizer?

"Shura, your seedlings are all quite promising." A voice suddenly echoed from the void; it was the voice of the God of Destruction.

Faced with the God of Destruction's teasing, the God of Asura, whose expression was not very pleasant, subconsciously snorted coldly and did not reply.

"That girl... I want to protect her."

A sinister phantom suddenly appeared near Oscar. It didn't think much of the girl because Xingdou was too strong, but it was very interested in the girl's ability to inherit its divine position.

"Your Excellency Death, we cannot interfere in the affairs of the Douluo Realm at this time."

When confronted with Death's question, Oscar decisively stated that he was powerless to help. Even if he could intervene, Oscar would not. Who knew what the attitude of Star Dou and his group would be?

You have to understand that Star Dou is no ordinary force. Oscar felt that the group of people were more like a new pantheon, someone he couldn't afford to mess with.

"Hmm, that's true." Death thought for a moment. He couldn't save the person; he could only see if the stars would give him a chance in terms of the soul.

Xingdou has a high level of expertise in the realm of souls. Whether he can obtain a soul in reincarnation depends on the other party's attitude, and there is nothing he can say about it.

So He stopped speaking and quietly watched the situation develop in the demon forest in the Douluo Realm.

Amidst the ruins, the sharp claws of the Dragon God once again tore apart the Nether Phoenix God's protective Netherflame. Standing high atop the wounded Black Dragon God, Long Xiaoyao watched as the Nether Phoenix God's body was almost torn apart. Although both of their martial souls and bodies were rapidly recovering, this would not last long, because neither Long Xiaoyao's Ark Reactor nor Ye Xishui's Death God Tower were truly infinite energy that defied common sense.

Once the special high-density material inside the Ark Reactor burns out, Long Xiaoyao's combat power will decline, and the same applies to Ye Xishui.

Because Long Xiaoyao's detached martial soul armor rendered the soul attacks contained in the Death God's Light of the Death God Tower completely ineffective against him, Ye Xishui, this great weapon, can now only be used as an energy core.

The attack of the Death God's Light was blocked by the Black Dragon God, who had no soul and could not attack at all. Thus, the once-renowned Death God's Light was reduced to being no different from an ordinary level 10 soul tool cannon. Against the martial soul armor of both sides, which had temporarily climbed to the level of demigods and were infinitely close to the divine realm, it was a completely ineffective attack.

Compared to the disheveled Nether Phoenix God, Long Xiaoyao, who had taken all the damage alone, was still full of energy and spirit, and his custom-made black robe with dragon patterns was without a single wrinkle.

Long Xiaoyao, who cultivated to his limit on his own, was ultimately more powerful in battle than Ye Xishui, who broke through by relying on a secret technique.

塡!

With a flap of its massive black dragon wings, Long Xiaoyao soared above the head of the Black Dragon God, who was hovering over a wasteland. He stood there, silently watching Ye Xishui recover rapidly, and after a long silence, finally spoke:

"Moun's obsession with becoming a god is the Sea God. Whether he can break through to the divine realm will be related to the Sea God. Xi Shui, do you know what our obsession with becoming a god is?"

The Nether Phoenix God was engulfed in raging Netherflames once more, silently watching Long Xiaoyao atop the dragon's head, remaining silent.

"The last missing energy component of your Martial Soul Armor is here with me."

"And the biggest regret of my life is you."

Long Xiaoyao silently stretched out his palm, and the towering Black Dragon God also stretched out his ferocious dragon claws at the same time, with terrifying spatial lightning gathering in his claws!

"So, let's decide life or death."

Chapter 202: The Black Dragon God Born from Pure White Flames!

The powerful energy fluctuations nearly overturned the forests within a hundred miles of the Holy Spirit Cult. The followers of the Holy Spirit Cult could only hide in the remaining protective formations, barely clinging to life and praying that the battle, which no longer belonged to mortals, would not affect them.

The black dragon and the phoenix exploded into dazzling black and white fragments in the sky, which was almost shattered into nothingness, accompanied by extremely distant rumbling sounds. The black dragon claws that blotted out the sky and the gray flames that burned the heavens together made this world seem to lose its vibrant colors and enter a black and white collapsing world.

In the far distance, Kong Deming, the Silver Moon Douluo, silently watched the earth-shattering scene on the horizon, which resembled a battle between gods, and collected relevant data with an extremely heavy heart.

He muttered under his breath, "Godhood, Godhood... Mortal World, this is our only chance."

In the gray world, the battle between the Black Dragon and the Phoenix continues until dusk falls and the stars begin to appear.

Clang!

In the gray twilight, a high-pitched and tragic phoenix cry pierced the sky!

Bang!

The ferocious Black Dragon God, covered in wounds but exuding a bloody aura, stepped mercilessly on the chest of the Nether Phoenix God, whose limbs were severely damaged and whose soul power was scattered, in the eternal silence.

The Death Tower atop the distant Holy Spirit Cult mountain had ceased its radiance; the countless wronged souls within had vanished into nothingness in the Death God's Netherflame, leaving no trace, just as they had come into this world as human beings—born unknown, and dying without a trace.

The Black Dragon God, covered in terrifying wounds, stood in suppressed silence, stepping on the Nether Phoenix God, who was about to dissipate from the loss of soul power and no longer resisted. The wounds on His body, which would have healed instantly, stopped healing at this moment.

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Time seemed to stand still, and in the unchanging silence and stillness, they gazed at each other.

As dusk faded, the glittering stars gathered their faint light, breaking through the once greyish-white sky. In the cool night breeze, through a few streaks of starlight, Long Xiaoyao, atop the Black Dragon God's head, saw his own reflection in the crimson eyes of the Underworld Phoenix God.

It was as if he were standing alone atop the towering Black Dragon God's head under a bright silver moon in a blood-red, murky starry sky. At that moment, Long Xiaoyao had never felt loneliness so close to him as he had ever felt it, as if there was only a thin veil between them. He could even feel the other's cold breath.

In the darkness and moonlight, Long Xiaoyao, his face stiff, stretched out his palm towards Ye Xishui in the deathly silence.

Until he stretched his palm out as far as possible, the Black Dragon God, who was originally in perfect sync with the Soul Ring, seemed to freeze in time, remaining completely still and motionless.

Long Xiaoyao's eyes struggled; he admitted that he couldn't deceive his own heart.

"Xiaoyao, you've won."

As Long Xiaoyao struggled into silence, Ye Xishui, inside the Nether Phoenix God, broke the endless silence.

"You've given me countless chances, but I still couldn't beat you, so you won."

Her voice was a little hoarse, carrying a hint of melancholy, but also a touch of composure.

Long Xiaoyao gave her too many chances, but in the end, when the soul inside the Death Tower was exhausted, she still couldn't find a chance to defeat this man. She had to admit that he was really strong.

Even though they were only at the same level, Long Xiaoyao's talent in combat far surpassed hers.

After all, she was once just a phoenix girl who barely caught up with him in terms of cultivation.

"In this dog-eat-dog world, only the stronger survive. Do you understand, Xiaoyao?"

Ye Xishui's weak voice suddenly paused. She had seen someone on the shoulder of the Black Dragon God behind Long Xiaoyao.

Bathed in moonlight, Mu En appeared quietly and gave Ye Xishui a faint smile. The slight distance in his eyes made Ye Xishui feel a sharp pain in her heart.

Then Mu En whispered to the belatedly aware Long Xiaoyao, "Old Long, someone asked me to pass on a message to you: Elder Long, the karma has been repaid to you."

Moon then pointed to the starry sky, then turned and disappeared.

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Long Xiaoyao subconsciously looked at the starry sky, which had regained its former brilliance, and in that galaxy, he saw the most dazzling star.

".what is that?"

Ye Xishui also gazed at the Milky Way, then asked in a weak voice.