Douluo Continent: My plan to slay the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 97 Yang Wudi Makes His Move

"He's just a Soul Saint, how could he possibly come into contact with something like this?"

As the silver knight stepped forward without fear, the shock and fervor in their eyes lingered for a long time.

That was a domain, a killing move that even ordinary titled Douluo didn't possess, and it wasn't obtained through trickery like in the City of Slaughter.

Yang Wudi's expression changed. He had read in the documents treasured by the Haotian Sect that the birth of a domain was subject to too many uncertainties. It was mostly due to the strength of one's innate martial soul, special talents, or the manifestation of one's ultimate will.

These things are extremely rare to appear on a Soul Saint!

"Falec, what are you doing?"

Golden ripples enveloped the entire arena, including the ruins of the Spirit Hall. Almost everyone felt their movements become restricted and their physical attributes decreased. This included not only the enemies around them but also their teammates behind them!

"Feel sorry!"

"I've only just figured out this skill, and I'm not quite used to using it yet."

The young man held a golden greatsword in both hands, his eyes fixed on the two terrifying Soul Douluos standing to the left and right of Ma Hongjun. He didn't even dare to turn around to answer, but the moment he opened his mouth, someone finally seized the opportunity. Before he could dodge, a huge black gorilla phantom suddenly enveloped him. Falec's eyes darkened, and he could clearly feel his body becoming heavier.

"A brat from the Spirit Hall."

Titan's expression towards Ning Rongrong was indifferent, but when he turned his head and saw the other Spirit Hall members around him, the ferocity in his eyes could not be concealed!

He would be overjoyed if this prodigy who awakened his domain were from the Power Clan, but if he were from the Spirit Hall faction...

Sorry, but you might as well just die quickly!

"The old master's revenge is still unavenged; perfect, we'll use you few as a sacrifice!"

Recalling Tang Hao's withered appearance, Titan's face grew even darker. More than twenty years ago, Qian Xunji caused Tang Hao to suffer lifelong hidden injuries and almost die, forcing the Haotian Sect to close its mountain for decades. More than twenty years later, Bibi Dong completely turned Tang Hao, who had almost recovered, into a cripple. This hatred had long taken root in his heart and grown into a vicious fruit.

"Old gorilla, don't make a move yet!"

As if sensing something, Yang Wudi suddenly turned his head and shouted, only to see that Titan's body had more than doubled in size, covered with black hair as hard as steel, with two sharp canine teeth extending from its mouth, and its eyes turning into orange-yellow vertical pupils. In the blink of an eye, it had transformed from a burly old man into a giant ape!

"Power awakens!"

"The Abyss of Power!"

The moment the furious roar rang out, Titan's figure vanished from the spot. The next instant, a black fist shadow flashed, and the armor on the silver knight, who was holding a greatsword in both hands, crumbled layer by layer. Before the blood gushing from his mouth could even hit the ground, he was thrown heavily into the ruins and ashes like a rag doll, his fate unknown.

With just one strike, a Soul Saint who possessed a Domain was directly rendered powerless, having fallen a realm below him!

At the same time, the golden radiance that enveloped the entire venue was also severely damaged. Like a lake surface rippling with waves, layers of golden light patterns spread out like ripples and slowly turned into nothingness.

"Falec!"

Dao Yu's voice trembled as she glared hatefully at the humanoid giant ape before her. As she retreated, the crimson light on the Soul-Breaking Crossbow in her hand rapidly gathered, her charging motion undisguised. Titan frowned; even he felt a shiver of steel needles hovering between his brows when facing the bizarrely shaped crimson crossbow.

How absurd that an attack prepared by a level 73 Soul Saint could make him feel that if he didn't dodge or avoid it, he would inevitably be seriously injured or even die.

"Good, very good."

The murderous intent in Hercules Titan's eyes grew stronger, his muscles hardened like steel, and he stepped forward again, unleashing an immense burst of power!

What met his fist was an incredibly thick brown shield!

"Sharp-shelled armor!"

"Defense and counterattack!"

The Seven Treasures are: Strength, Defense, and Soul!

"Nine-Treasure Glazed Glass—"

As the light shone into the team, everyone felt their condition rapidly escalating, and even their soul power was boiling with their willpower!

Shift gears!

The tacit understanding they had cultivated over time was evident at this moment. Cai Jiu's expression was solemn. The instant Dao Yu retreated, he calmly stepped forward, standing precisely where Falek had been punched and sent flying, perfectly shielding the two defenseless individuals behind him.

"Damn it, it's a tortoise shell!"

The powerful punch did not gain the advantage he had expected. His impressive strength was not only blocked by the heavy shield, but a strange recoil force also struck his body along the shield. The injury was imperceptible, but he could clearly feel the decrease in his physical attributes.

Before he could even process what was happening, he felt a sharp, stabbing pain on his forehead. Titan jerked his head up and heard a piercing shriek in the air. A lifelike, crimson crossbow bolt suddenly loomed large in his eyes!

"Great, excellent!"

There was no time to dodge in the rush. Titan roared and several of his spirit rings flashed at the same time. The black aura surging from his body seemed to solidify into a tangible form. His palm, as big as a fan, grabbed at the crimson crossbow bolt, but blood splattered the moment they made contact.

He stared in disbelief at his bloodied right hand. His right hand, imbued with his own soul power, had become two to three times harder than ordinary refined iron for a short time, so he was confident he could withstand that attack. But he never expected…

His palm was pierced through on the spot!

"Is that girl really that scary?"

The fat man standing not far away shrank his neck. He had been secretly staring at the purple-haired woman's slender figure, but the moment his eyes met hers, he felt a chill in his groin for some reason.

"If that had been fired at me, I'm afraid none of us could have been saved." The fat man clutched his groin, looking pained.

"No."

Yang Wudi shook his head: "It can't be said that they can't be saved."

The fat man's eyes lit up: "Elder Yang is saying that Elder Titan was careless and that her actual strength wasn't that great? I now have the power to fight back against her?"

"What are you thinking about?" Yang Wudi glanced at him, somewhat speechless. "What I mean is, if you really do encounter her alone, it'll be very difficult for you to leave with a complete corpse."

Fatty: "."

Yang Wudi's gaze returned to the battlefield, looking at the Spirit Hall team, his admiration never fading.

The entire team was like one person. Even if one member was temporarily missing, their long-standing tacit understanding still allowed them to withstand the Titan's attack while simultaneously unleashing deadly and efficient attack soul skills. Their advance and retreat were perfectly coordinated!

But unfortunately...

Yang Wudi sighed softly, his eyes suddenly becoming serious.

On the battlefield, a Soul-Shattering Spear fell like a meteor!

(End of this chapter)