Douluo: No one but me can become a god.

"Hmph, Sikong Zheng, you just wait."

Huo Wu's eyes nearly spit fire. Sikong Zheng's arrogant attitude made her completely explode, and she left in a huff.

Sikong Zheng didn't even let her into the carriage, telling her to get lost and not bothering to waste words with her.

...............

At this moment, the large army had arrived at the narrow passage between the two mountain cliffs. Although the two hills and cliffs were not high, from the perspective of military strategy, this was still an excellent place for an ambush.

With Sikong Zheng's current perception, he had already noticed the ambush on the cliff tops of the two mountains the moment he entered the valley passage.

However, Sikong Zheng did not tell the Royal Knights, simply because it was unnecessary; it was just a minor incident that caused a scare.

Sikong Zheng sat in the carriage, leaning gently against the window, closing his eyes to rest, and murmured to himself:

"They're here."

As if to confirm his words, a surge of soul power erupted from the tops of the two cliffs. The soul power that surged into the sky intertwined in an instant, even causing the air to distort slightly.

Clearly, those people were well-organized and had a very clear purpose: to kill. No wonder they were from the Spirit Hall.

Such a fluctuation of soul power instantly awakened all the academy teams, after all, these teachers and students were all soul masters, and their strength was not weak.

The captain of the Royal Knights shouted, "Everyone on alert! Something's up!"

The Royal Knights guarding the Soul Masters immediately raised their lances without the slightest panic, as if they had practiced this situation for a long time.

After the orderly line came to a stop, they all stared at the mountaintop where the unusual activity had occurred.

Just then, countless rocks began to fall from the hills on both sides like raindrops. These rocks appeared very abruptly.

Moreover, they were very orderly and came down quickly.

If these boulders were to fall, blood would surely be drawn, and a large number of people would be killed or injured.

Upon seeing this, the Grand Master of the Royal Knights was startled and roared:

"Formation".

As soon as he finished speaking, the knights formed ranks, all raising their shields, their powerful presence stirring up a cloud of dust.

drink!

In an instant, a huge golden shield formed by the fusion of the soul power of numerous knights took shape, blocking the falling boulders.

With the complete release of their soul power, the countless men in black hidden on the mountain wall unleashed a soul power fusion technique: "All Streams Converge".

what!

A colossal, dark hand shattered the air and crashed down, completely destroying the knights' formation. Countless soldiers screamed as they were instantly blasted away.

boom!

With no further obstacles, countless rolling stones crashed down, forming stone walls that perfectly separated the various academy convoys.

At the same time, two streaks of light shot into the sky, and two flying soul masters were engaged in fierce battle in mid-air. One of them was the Winged Tiger Soul Saint, and the other was Flander.

"Eagle Claw Blade"

"The tiger roars in the abyss."

The deafening roar of the tiger shattered several incoming eagle blades, and the powerful aftershocks of the soul skill violently eroded the cliffs of the two mountains, causing even more rubble to tumble down.

The dust and sand rose up, and the entire mountain path was filled with a cloud of yellow sand, making the battlefield even more chaotic.

Countless black-clad figures from the Spirit Hall rushed towards the various academies, and instantly, the entire mountain path was filled with the strange light of spirit skills.

"interesting."

Sikong Zheng sat calmly inside the carriage, propping his head up with one hand, but his mouth was practically stretched to the back of his ears in a wide grin.

It was quite exhilarating to witness the clashes between several Soul Emperors, Soul Saints, and even Soul Douluos in person.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Howling Wolf Under the Moon."

boom!

Suddenly, a silvery-white torrent tore through the yellow sand and smoke, carrying a sharp stream of light that shot straight toward the carriage where Sikong Zheng was.

Sikong Zheng's eyes flashed suddenly, and he concentrated his immense soul power into his left palm, coldly pushing it forward.

The pseudo-Shinra Tensei was activated instantly, and the huge white object violently repelled the incoming stream of light.

boom!

The luxurious carriage suddenly exploded, sending sand and stones flying like bullets into the thick smoke, leaving a smooth, circular crater in its wake.

A gust of wind blew, dispersing the thick yellow smoke, revealing a young man with black hair and black eyes standing indifferently in the yellow sand.

However, at this moment, he was holding a thin man in black, who was struggling violently in Sikong Zheng's hands and occasionally letting out a heavy groan of suffocation.

"Isn't it good to be alive?"

Sikong Zheng sighed softly, but his eyes were devoid of any emotion.

click!

A terrifying sound of bones shattering rang out, the light in the black-clad Soul King's pupils faded, and he completely stopped struggling, his head limply resting on Sikong Zheng's hand.

Swish!

Sikong Zheng tossed it aside, and the man in black crashed into the rock wall like a broken sack, bounced off, and landed on the ground, stirring up a light dust.

Whoosh! Two more dark figures attacked, menacingly blocking Sikong Zheng's path.

"How is this possible? Dia..., she's really dead?"

The man in black exclaimed in surprise.

One of the men in black seemed to remember something, but ultimately did not reveal the name of the deceased Soul King.

"They all use the art of the cloth bag."

Sikong Zheng clapped his hands, and his soul power surged forth, which he then lightly exhaled.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Giant hands tore out from the mountain walls on both sides, cleaving the walls in two. Several giant wood-style palms blocked out the sunlight, covering the entire mountain valley entrance, rampaging wildly through the narrow mountain walls.

The Minabushi can generate countless wooden hands, which it can manipulate at will. This unpredictable ability makes it difficult for ordinary people to avoid. After all, it can catch Susanoo's sword with its bare hands.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Both men in black were terrified, their eyes filled with fear.

The colossal hand that reached to the heavens and the earth gave them a sense of invincibility. Under the shadow of the giant hand, it seemed that they would be shattered to pieces in the next second.

"Mountain tortoise and earth shell".

"Mammoth Protection".

The two felt a threat of death, yet had nowhere to escape, and large beads of sweat rolled silently down their foreheads.

Damn it, they shouldn't have come to see for themselves.

A massive, earthen-yellow turtle-shaped shield and a blue halo swirled around the two individuals, but unfortunately, all defenses shattered when several giant wood-style palms pushed them forward.

boom!

boom!

Instantly, the spot where the two men in black stood was struck by a tremendous force, causing a cloud of yellow sand and smoke to rise into the sky, like an earthen mushroom emerging from the ground.

"Hmph, you're just asking for death!"

Sikong Zheng gently twisted his neck, withdrew his giant wooden palm, and snorted disdainfully.

next second.

boom!

Looking at the yellow smoke obscuring his vision, Sikong Zheng lightly swept his left hand, and a fierce gust of wind swept out, instantly dispersing the smoke. At this moment, the outcome of the battle was clearly visible.

Suddenly, Sikong Zheng's pupils contracted sharply, and he flashed to the side of the huge palm-shaped pit.

He was certain that his attack would hit the two men's defenses, and since their soul skills had been shattered, how could they possibly survive?

But how could there be no bloodstains?

"Kid, are you looking for those two?"

Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind Sikong Zheng.

Upon hearing this voice, Sikong Zheng's expression immediately froze.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared silently behind Sikong Zheng. What was horrifying was that the figure was so small that it could not be seen clearly; only a faint shadow could be caught.