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

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 admiration, and his eyes revealed his approval of Wang Dong and his appreciation for their brilliant 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 for us, this is a rare opportunity."

Wang Dong forced himself 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've just been through a fierce battle and your body is still very weak. There might be a risk 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 millennium 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 his best 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 frowned 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.

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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.

Am I really going to die here this time?

No, he was unwilling to give up. They had put in so much effort and finally achieved this level of growth. How could they give up so easily?

"If it's a 100,000-year-old soul beast, we're afraid..."

Huo Yuhao dared not think any further; the sheer oppressive aura alone had already rendered them utterly powerless.

If they were to face a 100,000-year-old soul beast, wouldn't they only have one path: death?

His mind was in chaos, and a feeling of despair began to spread.

But he was unwilling to give up so easily. Wang Dong was still absorbing spirit rings, and they couldn't just sit and wait for their doom.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao was filled with conflict and fear, not knowing what to do.

Tang Lan waved her hand, and two forces descended upon Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, who was absorbing a spirit ring.

Huo Yuhao felt a gentle yet resilient force that blocked the terrifying pressure.

He immediately felt a lightness in his body and was finally able to breathe smoothly. The pain of being suppressed to the point of near suffocation was instantly relieved.

He looked at Tang Lan in surprise, his eyes filled with gratitude and admiration. (End of Chapter)