Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends.

Like a cannonball fired from a gun, he followed closely behind his earth-shattering wave, his coiled dragon staff pointing straight ahead!

The agility-type Soul Master who was originally fighting Song Yi also bravely took a hit from Song Yi's shadow blade. Blood spurted from his shoulder, but he managed to break free from Song Yi's entanglement and formed a pincer movement with Qian Heng, rushing towards the rear of Tian Dou, where the formation had briefly become chaotic.

Their target was crystal clear: Ning Zetian, the Soul Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!

"Protect Zetian!" Yu Tianqing roared.

Jiang Tao roared as he tried to use the Xuan Shui Turtle Shield to block the aftershocks of the Earth-Splitting Wave and Qian Heng's forward trajectory, but the impact of the Earth-Splitting Wave caused his body to tremble violently, and cracks spread across the turtle shield.

Yan Xin wanted to go back to help, but was held back by the opposing Soul Master who was a strong attacker.

Ye Qing's green vines appeared extremely fragile in front of Qian Heng's coiled dragon staff.

Although Song Yi was fast, he was temporarily forced back by the injured but even more frenzied agility-type Soul Master who used a suicidal attack style.

Ning Zetian's face was slightly pale, but his eyes remained calm. The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda shimmered with light, focusing its final amplification on Yu Tianqing and Lin Wan in front of him. He knew he couldn't act rashly.

Chapter 210 Disadvantages

However, Qianheng's decisiveness and execution are too strong!

He gave Tian Dou no chance to adjust. With unstoppable momentum, he thrust out the Panlong Staff and struck Jiang Tao's Xuan Shui Turtle Shield, which was already covered in cracks, with unparalleled precision.

"Crack!"

The tortoise shell shattered instantly!

Jiang Tao coughed up a mouthful of blood. His massive body was shaken backward by the immense force transmitted from the staff, and he was no longer able to protect Ning Zetian.

The agility-based Soul Master who charged forward with his life was like a treacherous viper, his dagger flashing with a chilling light as he aimed straight for Ning Zetian's throat! This was a fatal blow!

At this critical moment!

A silver figure arrived first, moving from behind.

It's Lin Wan!

After eliminating the control-type Soul Master, he didn't pause at all. He activated his second Soul Skill, Phantom Thousand Tracks, again, with his real body and clones flashing alternately as he returned to provide support at an astonishing speed!

"Get out of here!"

Lin Wan gave a low shout, and the bright moon in his palm condensed once more.

Fourth Soul Skill: Nine-Tailed Moon Worship.

The moon wheel didn't blast towards Qian Heng, but instead crashed into the agility-based Soul Master who had assassinated Ning Zetian.

The agility-based Soul Master felt a deadly threat coming from behind and had no choice but to abandon the assassination attempt. He forcibly twisted his body and crossed his daggers to block.

"Boom!"

The moon wheel exploded, and the extreme cold of the moonlight and the power of the mental shockwave sent him flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and crashed heavily onto the edge of the arena. Although he was not eliminated directly, he was temporarily unable to fight.

However, Lin Wan's return to the agility-based Soul Sect meant that he had exposed his back to Qian Heng, who was like a tiger descending the mountain!

Qian Heng's eyes flashed with a sharp light; this was the opportunity he had been waiting for!

"Fifth Soul Skill, Coiled Dragon Staff Technique - Mountain Suppression!"

It's still that terrifying fifth soul skill!

The enormous, dark golden staff shadow, as large as a mountain, struck Ning Zetian squarely from her feet.

There's no way to avoid it!

"Lin Wan! Zetian!" Yu Tianqing roared, but Jin Chuan held him back tightly.

Yan Xin, Ye Qing, and Song Yi were all held back by their respective opponents.

It looked like Lin Wan and Ning Zetian were about to be severely injured by this earth-shattering blow at the same time!

Lin Wan's eyes sharpened, and her body shone with a bright moonlight as she tried to withstand the attack.

However, Ning Zetian could see clearly that Lin Wan could hardly block this attack completely in such a hurry. Even if he did block it, he would be seriously injured, and the outcome of the subsequent battle would be a foregone conclusion.

In that split second, Ning Zetian made her choice.

He suddenly took a step forward, actually facing the descending shadow of the staff, and at the same time used all his strength to resolutely project the last amplifying light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda onto Lin Wan.

"Lin Wan, it's all up to you!"

He shouted, and was immediately struck hard by the edge of that terrifying stick shadow!

"puff--!"

Blood spurted from his mouth like dazzling fireworks, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, tracing a tragic arc in the air before finally landing outside the arena. The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand dimmed instantly.

"Zetian!" Yu Tianqing roared.

Ning Zetian, core assistant of Tiandou Royal Academy, was eliminated.

"Damn it!" Yan Xin's eyes turned bloodshot, and the Fiery Lion roared wildly, its attack becoming even more ferocious, temporarily suppressing its opponent.

With the help of Ning Zetian's boost from her own elimination, Lin Wan forcibly withstood the remaining power of the "Suppressing the Mountain" staff shadow. Her body swayed slightly, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, but her eyes turned completely cold.

Qianheng struck successfully, eliminating the opponent's key support, and without lingering, immediately withdrew and rejoined Jinchuan.

At this moment, there are six people left from the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy and five people left from the Spirit Hall Academy.

On the surface, the Heavenly Dou forces have the advantage in numbers, but in reality, without Ning Zetian's continuous boost and recovery, the Heavenly Dou forces' sustained combat capability has been greatly reduced, while the Spirit Hall still retains Qian Heng and Jin Chuan as its two strongest points.

The situation remains unfavorable for Tian Dou!

"Hold on! They're out of support! Outlast them!" Qian Heng's voice was hoarse, but carried an undeniable calmness.

He knew that the scales of victory had begun to tip in their favor.

Yu Tianqing suppressed his grief and anger and said in a deep voice, "Listen to my command! Yan Xin, cooperate with me and take care of that offensive type first! Ye Qing, contain Jin Chuan! Song Yi, harass Qian Heng!"

His voice carried an undeniable resolve. Ning Zetian's precious respite, earned through her own elimination, must not be wasted!

Yan Xin roared, and the flames around him surged again. The Fiery Lion, with a madness that could burn everything, fiercely pounced on the Spirit Hall's powerful attacking Soul Master who was fighting against him.

Yu Tianqing endured the massive consumption of his soul power, and lightning gathered on the claws of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, forming a pincer attack in conjunction with Yan Xin.

Ye Qing gritted his teeth, disregarding his own exhaustion, and countless green vines broke through the soil. They no longer tried to entangle Jin Chuan, whose defense was astonishing, but instead acted like flexible tripwires, specifically entangled his ankles and knees, interfering with his movement and exertion, preventing him from smoothly supporting Qian Heng.

Song transformed into several afterimages, his shadow blades flashing with cold light, circling and slashing around Qian Heng like a leech, not seeking to harm the enemy, but only to disrupt his soul skill release and rhythm to the greatest extent possible.

In an instant, the light of soul skills flashed wildly on the arena, and the sounds of collisions and roars were endless.

Without Ning Zetian's continuous boost, the soul power consumption of the Tian Dou people increased dramatically, and the power of their attacks also decreased significantly.

Although Yu Tianqing and Yan Xin joined forces and successfully suppressed the powerful attack-type Soul Master, they were unable to completely defeat him in a short period of time.

Jin Chuan was extremely annoyed by Ye Qing's green vines and roared furiously. The powerful Golden Crocodile King forcibly tore off the vines one by one, but Ye Qing, despite exhausting his soul power, stubbornly continued to urge them to grow, keeping Jin Chuan firmly in place.

Qian Heng remained cold in the face of Song Yi's harassment. He wielded the Panlong Staff with the speed of the wind, blocking most of the attacks. Occasionally, he would seize an opportunity to launch a powerful counterattack, forcing Song Yi to retreat in a precarious situation.

His gaze remained fixed on Lin Wan, who was pacing on the edge of the battlefield.

Lin Wan was not in a hurry to join the battle. The trace of blood at the corner of his mouth had dried, and his sea-blue eyes were frighteningly calm.

He was observing, calculating the remaining soul power, and waiting for the most opportune moment.

The disadvantages of Tian Dou are gradually widening.

"puff!"

Song Yi's soul power level was too far behind. He couldn't dodge in time and was hit on the shoulder blade by Qian Heng's staff. He was sent flying like a broken sack, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and crashing heavily to the ground. He struggled a couple of times but couldn't get up again.

The Heavenly Fighting Sect has lost another member: Song Yi, the agility-based Soul Master, has been eliminated.

Almost simultaneously, Yan Xin and Yu Tianqing finally joined forces to knock the Spirit Hall's offensive-type Soul Master off the stage. However, Yan Xin also knelt on one knee, panting heavily, due to excessive consumption of soul power and withstanding the opponent's counterattack before defeat, and temporarily lost the ability to fight again.

Chapter 211 Mirage

Yu Tianqing was in slightly better condition, but his chest was still heaving violently, and the muscles under his dragon scales were trembling slightly, clearly indicating that he was also approaching his limit.

On the high platform, on the side of the Star Luo delegation, Davis couldn't help but curl a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

The defeat is inevitable!

"It's over."

Qian Heng took a deep breath, feeling the still abundant soul power within his body, and pointed the Coiled Dragon Staff at Lin Wan.

"Lin Wan, you are strong, but with several burdens on your shoulders, you can't win."

Jin Chuan let out a grotesque laugh, and the phantom of the Golden Crocodile King let out a deep roar, standing on the left and right sides with the agility-type Soul Master, subtly blocking Lin Wan's retreat.

Ye Qing's face was pale, and the light of the green vine had dimmed to the point of being almost invisible.

Yu Tianqing suddenly stepped forward, blocking Ye Qing's path. His dragon eyes flashed with lightning, filled with an indomitable fighting spirit.

"Whether it's a burden or not is not for you to decide," Yu Tianqing said in a hoarse but firm voice.

Lin Wan's gaze swept over Yu Tianqing's slightly trembling back, over Ye Qing's stubbornly supportive expression, and finally landed on Qian Heng.

He exhaled softly, as if clearing away all his distracting thoughts.

Then he smiled.

The smile was faint, carrying a hint of weariness, yet containing a heart-stirring tranquility.

"You're right, it's time to end this."

Before he finished speaking, the fifth soul ring beneath Lin Wan's feet, which symbolized the ten-thousand-year level, suddenly shone with an unprecedented light!

The light was not a dazzling bright color, but a hazy, flowing pink halo, like ink dripping into clear water, spreading rapidly from Lin Wan to the entire arena.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Mirage of the Illusory Sea."

Lin Wan's voice was soft, yet it seemed to possess a strange magic, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.

The pink halo spread extremely quickly, reaching the ring almost in the blink of an eye, and was still slowly overflowing towards the edge of the ring.

The scene on the arena instantly distorted and blurred.

Qianheng, Jinchuan, and the agility-type Soul Master all felt a blur before their eyes, and the shouts around them, the figures of their teammates, and even the solid arena beneath their feet all disappeared.

Instead, there was an endless ocean churning with pink mist.

The air was filled with a sweet fragrance, and with each breath, it felt as if fine dust particles were entering the nasal cavity and rushing straight to the mind.

"Illusion-type Domain Soul Skill!"

Qianheng's expression changed drastically. He immediately focused his mind and his powerful soul force surged rapidly within his body, attempting to dispel the strange influence.

But to his shock, he discovered that his soul power was being consumed at a rate nearly 30% faster in the pink mist!

Moreover, the pink mist he inhaled kept stirring his emotions, and fragmented images began to appear uncontrollably before his eyes.

There was the excitement he felt when he first grasped the Coiled Dragon Staff, the solemnity he felt when he stood before the Papal Palace and swore to protect the glory of the Spirit Hall, and even... a secret longing for that supreme power deep within his heart...

Jin Chuan let out an angry roar.

What he saw were the corpses of countless powerful soul beasts, and the scene of him standing at the pinnacle of soul masters, receiving the worship of the masses. The extreme sense of power and glory made his blood boil, but he was also restless because he could not truly touch it.

He brandished his sharp claws, frantically attacking the empty fog around him, as if he were fighting an invisible enemy.

The agility-based Soul Master was the weakest and was most affected.

He saw a terrifying vision of himself surrounded by countless enemies, trapped in a desperate situation. He wildly brandished his dagger, screaming in terror, his mind nearly collapsing.

But what the spectators outside the ring saw was a completely different scene.

The three members of the Spirit Hall spun around in the pink mist like headless flies.

Qianheng's expression kept changing, and he would sometimes raise the coiled dragon staff and sometimes lower it.

Jin Chuan was frantically tearing and crashing into the air. The agility-type Soul Master was curled up on the ground, trembling.

Meanwhile, on Tian Dou's side, although Yu Tianqing and Ye Qing were also within the pink mist range, they did not seem to be attacked.

Lin Wan's figure appeared and disappeared in the fog, like a ghost, moving at an astonishing speed, and her breath became erratic.

"What kind of soul skill is this?" On the stands, countless people stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"A domain! It's definitely a domain-type soul skill! And it actually appeared on a Soul King!"

On the high platform, Bibi Dong's fingers, which were resting on the armrest, tightened slightly, and a faint ripple finally crossed her purple eyes.

Lin Wan is giving her more and more surprises.