When Qian Daoliu transmigrated into Douluo Continent II, even the evil spirit masters were terrified

Chapter 55 Like a firefly facing the bright moon

Zhongli Wu roared, "Seventh Soul Skill, Death God's True Form!"

He swiftly transformed into a ten-meter-tall, pitch-black Grim Reaper, clad in death bone armor and wielding a death scythe. His aura became sinister and eerie, and a malevolent voice once again rang out from his mouth.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Death's Judgment!"

Zhongli Wu swung the Death God Bone Scythe in his hand, unleashing a massive, crescent-shaped, blood-red slash imbued with an aura of absolute death.

Wherever it passed, even the air hissed and crackled from the corrosion.

At the same time.

At this moment, Feng Ling also displayed her best skills.

"Ninth Soul Skill, The Sun of the Evil Phoenix!"

In an instant, she conjured a sinister, purplish-black sun.

The evil sun, several meters in diameter, had countless twisted evil spirit faces churning on its surface, radiating an evil heat capable of turning everything to ashes, and crashed fiercely into the drifting golden airflow.

"Ninth Soul Skill!"

"Ninth Soul Skill!"

"Ninth Soul Skill!"

Nether Thunder, Netherworld, and Myriad Souls all unleashed their strongest attack methods.

Lightning, ghostly mist, and skulls surged forth in an overwhelming manner.

Multicolored soul skill light collided with golden air currents in the air.

Moon, who was watching this scene from a short distance away, immediately reacted and shouted to the teachers and students below, "Protect the students!"

The instructors below also came to their senses upon hearing this, realizing the consequences of a clash of powerful soul skills. A look of panic flashed in their eyes, but they quickly forced themselves to calm down.

These soul skills are not aimed at the ground below; if dealt with properly, casualties can be avoided.

Without hesitation, they immediately used their strongest defensive measures. Shields and barriers of various colors unfolded layer upon layer above the students' heads, protecting the students closest to them.

The elders were doing the same thing. Song Yunzhi opened a water curtain, Xian Lin'er deployed a golden protective shield, and Qian Duoduo also rushed back from afar.

boom!

It was accompanied by a deafening roar that seemed to tear the sky apart.

The entire battlefield was completely enveloped in golden light.

The light was so blinding that everyone instinctively closed their eyes at that moment.

The ninth soul skills of Nether Thunder, Netherworld, and Myriad Souls were like fireflies facing the bright moon when confronted with Angel's Breath, and were instantly shattered.

The black lightning evaporated in the golden light, and the ghostly mist dissipated like morning dew under the blazing sun. The skull was purified into ash before it could even explode.

"No—no!"

Seeing the golden aura approaching, the three of them realized the gap between themselves and Qian Daoliu. Their eyes were filled with fear, and they wanted to beg for mercy, but it was too late.

The golden aura appeared to float in the air, but it was actually incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, it landed on the three of them and passed right through their chests.

"Aaaaaah!"

The Netherworld Thunder, the Netherworld, and all the souls let out painful screams. Their bodies disintegrated inch by inch at this moment, their skin cracked, and blinding golden light shone through the cracks until they turned into ashes and completely disappeared from this world.

Three plumes of black smoke dissipated in the night sky, only to be instantly blown away by the wind.

"Zhongliwu, save me!"

On the other side, Feng Ling was also about to give up and shouted at Zhong Liwu.

But that was the first thing he said.

Her ninth soul skill was also destroyed by Angel's Breath.

The golden aura arrived in an instant.

"No! No!"

Feng Ling coughed up a mouthful of purplish-black blood, watching her body gradually disintegrate, watching her palm turn into light points inch by inch, starting from her fingertips, and the bits and pieces of the past few years flashed before her eyes.

From suffering bullying in her youth, to falling in love with Yan Shaozhe in her prime, to joining the Holy Spirit Cult when she had nowhere else to turn—and finally, this is her current fate.

She was filled with resentment and regretted coming to Shrek Academy tonight, but unfortunately, there's no going back.

Feng Ling glanced one last time in the direction of the Sea God Pavilion, and it seemed that she could see Yan Shaozhe through the ground.

She wore a nostalgic expression, her lips twitching slightly as if she wanted to say something, but no sound came out. Her body completely disintegrated at that moment, with only a few pieces of her soul falling from the sky.

"You bastard!"

Zhongli Wu watched this scene unfold.

Feng Ling is the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, a level 97 Super Douluo, and also his nominal wife.

Although their relationship was based solely on mutual benefit, after decades of getting to know each other, he still had some feelings for Feng Ling, and that's how it all ended.

But what can we do?

He can't even protect himself now.

"Limit Douluo, this guy is definitely a Limit Douluo!"

"Mirror of the Mortal World, I'll curse your ancestors!"

Zhongli Wu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear Jing Hongchen, that liar bastard, to pieces.

Damn it, this is bullshit titled Douluo.

He's clearly level 99, the Limit Douluo of level ninety-nine!

"I can't die here!"

"I can't die here!"

The Death Scythe in Zhongli Wu's hand was under immense pressure and was on the verge of breaking apart.

He knew he couldn't hold out for long, and even if he did, facing Qian Daoliu, who was not only a level higher than him but also possessed an angelic martial soul, he would ultimately not escape death.

"This is the only one we can use."

Zhongli Wu breathed in the air imbued with sacred energy, feeling as if his lungs were about to explode; each inhale felt like swallowing knives.

He took out an oval-shaped crystal core that was as black as ink and had dark red blood vessels flowing inside.

This is a substitute soul tool, and also his biggest trump card for survival.

"Qian! Dao! Liu! You just wait! One day, I will surely kill you!"

Zhongli Wu's eyes were bloodshot as he roared at Qian Daoliu, his voice hoarse and venomous.

Then, he crushed the substitute soul tool.

The moment the crystal core shattered, countless twisted black runes surged out, enveloping his entire body.

Space twisted violently, forming a black vortex, and the person was instantly pulled into the void.

However, a double who looked exactly like him was left behind.

boom!

The Angel's Breath landed on the Stand's chest.

The stand-in exploded, sending blood and flesh flying and bone fragments scattering everywhere.

"Um?

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Qian Daoliu frowned as he stared at the spot where Zhongli Wu had disappeared.

The moment that oval crystal core shattered, the spatial fluctuations were so violent that even the Angelic Domain was torn open, which was truly bizarre.

"What is that?"

Qian Daoliu muttered to himself.

He recalled every detail of Zhongli Wu crushing the crystal core.

Black runes surged forth, distorting space into a vortex, and the person was pulled into the void.

The whole process was incredibly fast.

He could tell that Zhongli Wu had only managed to escape from his grasp because of that item.

But that's precisely why he was puzzled.

"Could it be a high-level soul tool?"

Qian Daoliu came up with this guess.

At this point, this guess seems to be the only reasonable one.

He only had a superficial understanding of soul tools, even after reading many related books.

Although they can recite the basic theories fluently, the records in the classics are mostly vague when it comes to top-tier soul tools above level nine.

Therefore, if we're talking about something that could help someone escape right under his nose, and considering that even a Limit Douluo like him doesn't understand the underlying principles, the only possibility is a soul tool.

Moreover, it is a top-tier soul tool that far exceeds conventional understanding.

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