Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

"Unplug the network cable?"

Luan Hongchen was taken aback upon hearing this, and then realized that Feng Zaixing did not want the battle situation here to be seen, and wanted to work with Long Tianwu to block out the soul net in this area.

But the next moment, Long Tianwu's action made his noodles twitch.

The second War God pointed to the sky, and the Emperor Sword Martial Soul swept across the sky, unleashing a deluge of tiny sword lights that instantly severed all the soul-guiding optical cables in the entire stadium.

"You've been stuck in the Temple of War for years, have you lost your mind?"

With a dark expression, Luan Hongchen used scientific methods to block the Soul Network, and then issued a fine to Long Tianwu, demanding that the War God Temple reimburse the losses.

"I'm just worried that you won't break off the relationship cleanly enough, so I want to make it more thorough."

Long Tianwu accepted the fine with a forced smile and reassured the old dean, "You know the situation with the Tang Sect. They support the dovish senators and prevent the Federation from developing soul guidance technology, while they secretly work hard to develop it themselves. I wouldn't feel at ease if they didn't do that."

"That's true. The Tang Sect has gone too far these past few years. Nobody knows how many resources they and the Spirit Pagoda have hidden. At least the Spirit Pagoda supports the Federation, but the Tang Sect..."

Luan Hongchen's expression brightened, then he sighed heavily, muttering to himself, "It's hateful that this kind of sect has divine protection; otherwise... hmph..."

Within the Gate of Heroes, battle erupts in the blink of an eye.

Taking advantage of the momentum, the simulated Tang Wutong pressed forward. The first spirit ring of the Clear Sky Hammer flashed, and the hammer head, which was flashing with lightning, instantly expanded several times. The simulated image raised the giant hammer high, its eyes as proud as a high and mighty Valkyrie. The thunderous sound shook the heavens and the earth, as magnificent as a meteorite.

At this moment, everyone has to admit that the Tang Sect has made great efforts to beautify the image of their ancestors. Feng Zaixing can tell at a glance that this is a Super Douluo-level combat awareness, which is not much weaker than Mu Ye in his normal state.

"Alright, today I'll cleave through the air with my sword, just like a Super Douluo!"

With a clear and melodious roar, Feng Zaixing's first ten-thousand-year soul ring also lit up. His blood strength and light and fire element attributes instantly increased by three hundred percent. He spread his arms as if flying, with golden flames swirling around his body, like a golden-winged roc taking off from the ground, its sword blade shaking the sky!

In an instant, two streaks of dazzling sword light appeared in the battle space, slicing through the air for hundreds of meters and crashing directly into the Haotian Giant Hammer that simulated Princess Tang.

"boom--"

In an instant, a surge of soul power far exceeding their level raged and surged, as if even some nearby white clouds were scattered. The scattered flames and lightning left behind wounds on the ground that seemed powerful but were actually not very damaging.

The two figures separated from the fierce battle, and this time both sides retreated dozens of meters.

Outside, Luan Hongchen adjusted his glasses and said with a sidelong glance, "Their combat strength surpasses that of many elite Soul Masters. How did the Tang Sect design this? Are they deliberately making it impossible for anyone to pass?"

He had personally experienced Feng Zaixing's attacks, and with his accumulated soul skills, he was enough to threaten even the weaker Soul Kings.

The simulated Tang Wutong and Feng Zaixing fought to a draw. Did he really think that his ancestors had no records?

Long Tianwu frowned and said, "When I was young, I fought against a Soul Saint with the Clear Sky Hammer. This Clear Sky Hammer that simulates the Dragon Butterfly Douluo is no less powerful than his, and even Vice Hall Master Guan's Sky-Crossing Divine Spear is inferior. This image of the Tang Sect... is abnormal."

The reason she didn't insist on it at all was because Dragon Butterfly Douluo was the daughter of the Sea God Tang San, and Long Tianwu didn't know if the goddess's martial soul was truly different from the ordinary.

Yu Xin said worriedly, "Don't talk about that anymore. Xiao Feng used both of his soul skills but still didn't gain any advantage. Be careful something happens to him."

Na'er looked anxious, nodding her head rapidly like a chick pecking at rice. "Yes, yes, Grandpa Dean, and uncles and aunts, if something happens to my brother, you must go and save him!"

The younger brother, Long Chen, chimed in, "Yes, Master, Boss's safety is paramount."

Luan Hongchen looked around and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, I know what's important. I've already notified Brother Muye to come here. If anything happens, we can get him back."

As the group talked, the battle inside the Gate of Heroes intensified. The two sides exchanged blows, each move as unpredictable as a gazelle's horns, a fierce and uncompromising struggle.

One man wielded a sword, transforming into a tiger, while the other flapped his butterfly wings, turning into a dragon. Their speed was so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye. It seemed as if two super Douluo were fighting with suppressed cultivation levels. The aftershocks of their battle stirred up a gale, and the bright golden aura of soul power was dazzling.

Suddenly, the wind surged with immense force, the surrounding air flow slowed down, and a long howl was heard. The fragmented light, like the flowing clouds of the southern sky, swept across the heavens and the earth, like an uncontrolled waterfall cascading down from the sky. He seemed to transform into an infinitely tall giant, standing tall and majestic.

Luan Hongchen and Long Tianwu were both taken aback and exclaimed in unison, "A domain?"

"Yes, this is the true strength of the successor of my Body Sect, the Innate Domain."

Mu Ye descended from the sky, the corners of his mouth curving upwards with an especially high smile. "I once told Zai Xing not to use his domain lightly. The Tang Sect has deified its ancestor. Let's see who will reign supreme in this world."

Upon hearing this, Na'er and Long Chen both breathed a sigh of relief, finally gaining the upper hand.

Luan Hongchen's eyes flickered, and he quickly said, "The last famous expert on the continent with an innate domain was over a hundred years ago. He was an evil soul master among evil soul masters, so there's no point in thinking about his future resurgence."

Long Su and his wife nodded solemnly. Innate domains are even rarer than Limit Douluo. Hades Douluo Halosa's Underworld Rebirth Domain is not only terrifyingly powerful, but it also allowed him to be resurrected multiple times, possessing unpredictable abilities.

In the final battle, the two powerful figures, Tianjuan and Zhantian, joined forces, with the assistance of the Light and Dark Douluo, to completely obliterate him, both physically and spiritually.

However, Yu Xin's attitude was still not optimistic, and she said with a grim expression, "The second soul skill of the Dragon Butterfly Douluo's Clear Sky Hammer has the effect of instantly increasing all attributes, so it is still very dangerous."

"What? When did the Clear Sky Hammer acquire such a soul skill?" The four titled Douluo were astonished.

On the battlefield where tigers roared and dragons howled, the innate domain spread like waves. The young man who treaded on tigers fought with his sword and for the first time overwhelmed Tang Wutong with no power to fight back. But just as he was about to knock his opponent down from the sky, he simulated Tang Wutong's delicate body twisting, the second soul ring of the Clear Sky Hammer flashed, and a powerful black energy wave burst out from his body.

Feng Zaixing's pupils contracted. Using the surging sword energy as protection, he flew backward, dissolving the domineering and powerful shockwave.

"Your strength and soul power increased exponentially in an instant, and your defense tripled. It's so outrageous, you might as well just unleash a Sea God's Descent!"

Having finally gained the upper hand, only to have it ruined in the blink of an eye, even Feng Zaixing, with his strong will, couldn't help but curse. If he couldn't accept defeat, why didn't he just call Tang San over?

The simulated Tang Wutong's pink-blue eyes revealed an increasingly arrogant and mocking expression. The corners of her mouth curled up, like a goddess descending from the heavens, looking down on everything and looking down on everything, as if to say that you are not worthy to fight with me.

It must be admitted that the Tang Clan is very skilled at imitating their ancestor's methods, fully demonstrating his essence. Feng Zaixing was furious and wished he could blast them to pieces.

In the Sea of ​​Spirit, the Heavenly Winged Tiger volunteered for battle: "Old Feng, let me handle this! I'll tear that face off of hers! What kind of trash is she, even more arrogant than me!"

Is the goddess so amazing? According to legend, your father, Tang San, almost died at the hands of a powerful figure from my clan!

"No, I'm going to smash this thing myself! I didn't want to use it so soon, but today's an opportunity to test it out!"

Feng Zaixing refused his companion's offer, the anger on his face dissipating, replaced by extreme composure and calm.

The next instant, the rampant and unrestrained kingly sword intent around him suddenly stopped, and a domineering will different from the kingly aura rose from his feet, swirling around him and merging into the sword momentum.

"The world is in chaos, and many block the way; to live and thrive in this world, one should combine the ways of the hegemon and the king; if the way of the king is not feasible, then I will take the way of the hegemon, so that the king may reign forever and dominate the world; with inner sainthood and outer kingship, the divine realm will naturally be achieved."

As he murmured his own path of cultivation, Feng Zaixing's aura changed drastically. His eyes, beneath his long eyebrows, suddenly flashed with a powerful glint, strangely similar to the domineering aura of the Haotian Hammer, but even more natural.

A new will emerged, mingling and blending with the aura of a king, seemingly forming a completely new sword intent, majestic and unstoppable.

Looking up at the simulated Tang Wutong who had taken off again, Feng Zaixing's face was ashen, and he said coldly:

"Having gathered my strength, I will employ both domineering and tyrannical tactics. I will make at most three moves. If you survive, I will willingly admit defeat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Zaixing vanished from his spot and reappeared behind Tang Wutong. He raised his right sword horizontally, and the sword light fell from above, as if to cleave the sky.

"null--"

In an instant, blood gushed out, splattering across the field. Tang Wutong let out a miserable scream as the dazzling sword light shattered the butterfly wings behind her.

The long sword fell from the sky, transforming into a tiger's roar, trapping the simulated Tang Wutong and dragging this fake goddess down from the sky. The sword energy, as fine as a knife, broke through the protection of the black air wave and cut through flesh and blood, leaving it riddled with holes in an instant.

"boom!"

The simulation depicted Tang Wutong falling to the ground, her blood mixed with dust, creating a shocking crater.

Light and shadow flashed like lightning, and the wind rose again as a tiger charged in. His right forearm skin cracked. Staring at the simulated image using the third soul skill, activating the Haotian Body Protection, he said calmly:

"Now it's my turn to have air superiority."