Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 98 Level 96 Muye, The Battle of Tianhai Re-emerges (Please Subscribe)

"Senior brother, the teacher has been laughing hysterically for half an hour. When is he going to stop?"

"I bet he'll laugh for three days and three nights."

On the ship, the two master brothers whispered among themselves, exchanging their opinions on Makino's condition.

In mid-air, Mu Ye waved his arms and said things that were hard to understand, such as "This sect master has returned to his peak," "Who isn't a super Douluo?" and "Strengthening one's power later in life is called late blooming."

Obsessed with mecha, Mu Ye stopped cultivating at the peak of level 94. He didn't regret it then, but as his second disciple became more and more conspicuous, he inevitably came into contact with various giants and felt the pain of insufficient cultivation.

But he was powerless to do anything about it. He had been distracted by mechs in his early years and missed his prime. His physical functions were no longer what they used to be. But now, he had not only broken through his bottleneck, but his body was also bursting with new potential. The power he had accumulated over the years was being released in large quantities. There was no better news than this.

Feng Zaixing quietly approached Le Zhengyang and asked for the experienced man's opinion: "Ancestor, Master's soul power fluctuations have been steadily increasing. How high can it possibly rise?"

"His potential has been unleashed, and he has already reached the peak of level 95, and is now attempting to break through the threshold of level 96."

Le Zhengyang stroked his beard and smiled, pointing out: "Since ancient times, there have been two paths to breakthrough above Super Douluo: one is to comprehend and summarize, becoming a grandmaster; the other is to accumulate energy, gather strength, and break through, which is the kind of opportunity such as soul rings, soul bones, rare and precious materials, and peerless pills."

"Your teacher's enlightenment has long been at the level of a Super Douluo. He has been exposed to the world of Limit Douluo through his four-word battle armor, and has naturally accumulated a lot of soul power over the years; however, his martial soul no longer has the ability to communicate with heaven and earth."

"By opening up two meridians, he briefly returned to his most prosperous years."

Feng Zaixing looked enlightened and concluded, "For us Soul Masters, comprehending realms is not as important as having a resilient body."

"Yes, this kid was a good-for-nothing when he was young, otherwise, such benefits could even help him break through to become a quasi-god."

Le Zhengyang sighed, saying with some regret, "He's getting old after all. It would be good if he could break through to level 96 this time. He'll have to adapt slowly from now on."

"Perhaps if he opens up a few more meridians, he can reach the peak of level 98; but the limit realm is an insurmountable barrier. He is young and does not work hard, so his chances are very slim now."

"Feng'er, remember this: the golden years of cultivation cannot be wasted. The sooner you become a quasi-god, the better. Only in this way will you have hope of pursuing that realm."

Feng Zaixing shifted his gaze and asked, "If Ancestor were to open all eight meridians, would his condition be even better?"

Le Zhengyang was taken aback, and after a moment of thought, he refused, saying, "This matter is dangerous, so let's give up. I don't have much of my life essence left, and I can't withstand any more trouble."

Feng Zaixing nodded silently, saying nothing more, but observing Mu Ye's state and listening to Le Zhengyang explain the essentials of cultivation.

An excited mood is conducive to a breakthrough, which is why Le Zhengyang didn't slap Mu Ye into the sea; otherwise, he would have shut him up long ago.

Golden light shone on the dark waves, and Mu Ye, who had been trapped for many years, let out a long howl, further enhancing his soul power.

Level 96 Super Douluo!

At this moment, Mu Ye landed on the boat mid-air, his face clear and relaxed like never before.

"From this day forward, I, the sect leader, officially join the ranks of the continent's top powerhouses! Below my limits, I am invincible; above my limits, I am one for one!"

Le Zhengyang said calmly, "You can replace a demigod, but you can't replace a quasi-god."

"Hey old man, do you look down on me, the sect leader?"

Mu Ye blew on his beard, beaming with pride, and said, "This sect master now possesses limitless potential. Once I open up the remaining meridians, I will surely unleash all my potential, and level ninety-eight will be within my grasp!"

"Apart from the old woman Long, which quasi-god doesn't have a special skill that's no worse than your main combat technique?"

Le Zhengyang glanced at the red mecha beside Mu Ye and commented, "You've broken through to demigod level, and with this, you'll have a chance to fight a quasi-god, but it'll only be one battle."

"Moreover, you've wasted countless hours on this, and even today, how much energy can you spare to hone your cultivation?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Ye was taken aback for a moment, then patted his chest and said, "This sect master will definitely seize the opportunity my disciple has created for me!"

Feng Zaixing was more worried than pleased to hear this. Mu Ye's unspoken message was that once the initial enthusiasm wore off, he would revert to his old ways and continue researching the baby mecha.

He thought to himself, "Once the training is over, I'll lock you up in the Mingde Hall. Please don't blame your disciple, Master. This is all about martial spirit inheritance. Our sect's main motto is to push people to their limits."

Taking advantage of the night, Feng Zaixing dialed Kong Yao's number and directly asked him for the highest quality cultivation chamber.

The sea eye is too dangerous; we should consider it when the teacher's cultivation level is higher.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

On the forty-ninth day, Feng Zaixing did not go to sea as usual. Instead, he unleashed his One-Word Battle Armor on the speedboat. His eyes flashed with a cold, lightning-like light, his black hair flowed freely over his shoulders, and his murderous aura surged. His figure was as upright as a spear that could shatter the sky.

"Gurgle~ gurgle~—"

A strange, eerie sound came from the churning sea, and two large red lanterns appeared at the edge of the horizon.

Next to appear is the enormous body of the beast under the "lantern". Its streamlined structure makes it invincible in the ocean. Although its length is estimated to be more than fifty meters, it is very agile.

As they drew closer, the terrifying pressure and overwhelming soul force were enough to frighten many people into standing still. The aura of a soul beast over 50,000 years old was like an ancient mountain looming over them, and the air itself seemed to thin.

"Terrifying fellow, I wonder how long I can fight him." Feng Zaixing took a deep breath, and with a thought, he sent light down to the sea. The Angelic Domain bloomed without hesitation, and the Angelic Image spread its wings without holding back.

Even a Soul Saint would find it difficult to escape unscathed from a deep-sea demon whale that is over 50,000 years old. He couldn't possibly fight underwater; that would be suicide. "Whoosh—"

Holy light shone everywhere, dominating the domain. The deep-sea demon whale roared, and the surrounding sea surface was suddenly coated with a hazy gray halo, isolating itself from its own world.

Domain against domain—this is a talent possessed only by top-tier soul beasts; while the strength of his domain itself is not as great as Feng Zaixing's, his terrifying cultivation level is more than enough to make up for it.

"Dazzling, Holy Light Finger!"

With a single sword-pointing move, a ray of holy light shot out from the angel statue behind Feng Zaixing, blasting towards the giant beast's lantern-sized eye.

"Boom!"

Waterspouts burst forth from the sea, shattering the oncoming attack. The giant beast raised its head, and the wind rose again, stirring up raging waterspouts in all directions, turning the sea and sky into a turbulent expanse.

At this moment, Feng Zaixing had the illusion of fighting the ocean, as the ocean power that the opponent could mobilize was enormous.

"We cannot engage in a direct confrontation on its battlefield."

With this thought flashing through his mind, Feng Zaixing flapped his wings and soared hundreds of meters into the air, dodging the opponent's attack range. He then mobilized the power of the sky to enhance his body, and the radiance of the six-winged angel became even more dazzling and bright.

The Celestial Winged Tiger unfurled its Celestial Wings from behind, soaring into the sky like a roc spreading its wings, before circling down and unleashing the judgment of divine fire.

"Soul Bone Skill, Purifying Burning Flame!"

Extremely condensed sparks appeared around the boy, and the power of the sky condensed into a royal sword, reflecting the boy's proud and aloof gaze. He was like an emperor in fire, commanding thousands of sparks to form a galaxy, piercing the nine heavens to strike the demon whale.

Each wisp of fire was a fusion of ultimate holiness and ultimate fire, which even the power of the vast ocean could not extinguish instantly. The water tornado collided head-on with the Fiery Star River, causing the sea to roar and the white mist to rise endlessly.

As the earth trembled, a whale-shaped column of water shot out from the sea, the water whale breaking through the sea and soaring into the sky.

"Combat Technique, Crimson Phoenix!"

Feng Zaixing's free left hand gathered boundless fire and light elements, soul power, spiritual power, elements of heaven and earth, and domineering battle spirit into one in this mist, condensing into a large red bird, which then swelled in the wind and transformed into a bright phoenix soaring through the nine heavens.

Wherever its wings passed, a crimson-purple hue appeared, and the phoenix's head naturally exuded divine charm, displaying the pride of a king of the sky and unleashing a domineering killing intent.

"Boom!"

The collision of whale and phoenix was like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the sea. The sea tornado and the fiery star river were separated, and then each came up with new moves. Nature was unleashing its power, as if this battle had become a duel between the sky and the sea.

In terms of scale, the power of the ocean was far greater, occupying four-fifths of the battlefield, while the young man in the sky was imposing, and the descending clouds were layer upon layer.

Ships far away were affected by the waves, capsizing and swaying, but no one paid any attention.

Aruheng's eyes gleamed with fighting spirit, Le Zhengyang's face was full of approval, and Mu Ye frowned as he pondered something, then said softly:

"Back then, the Vast Ocean Douluo and the Sky-Supporting Douluo clashed in the 'Battle of Heaven and Sea' to determine the strongest in the world; this battle is quite similar."

"What is the Sky-Piercing Spear compared to a six-winged angel? This is true invincibility in the sky!"

Le Zhengyang looked up at the sky, a smile spreading across his wrinkled old face:

"Look, the sun is about to rise; now comes the six-winged angel's strongest power!"

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