Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"grandfather?"

Tang Xiao's voice was almost forced out as he said, "But... how is this possible..."

The King of Slaughter's body trembled slightly.

The two words "Qian Daoliu" were like a key, piercing into the depths of his long-sealed memories.

His brows furrowed sharply, and a struggling light flashed in his blood-red eyes.

It's the reaction of someone who has been trapped in darkness for too long, when they suddenly see a glimmer of light.

"A thousand...paths...flows?"

The King of Slaughter spoke.

His voice was hoarse and low, like someone who hadn't spoken in a very long time, squeezing each word out of his throat.

As he uttered those three words, an extremely painful expression appeared on the King of Slaughter's face, as if something was fiercely fighting within him, trying to suppress the newly emerging consciousness.

"what--"

The King of Slaughter clutched his head and let out a low growl.

His blood-red robe fluttered without wind, and a visible black mist surged from his body, coiling around him as if desperately trying to pull him down.

That was the power of the Nine-Headed Bat King.

The evil soul beast parasitizing Tang Chen's body sensed that its host's consciousness was awakening and was launching a frenzied counterattack.

Tang Chen's eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy, his face was sometimes pale and sometimes red, as if he were being torn apart by two forces.

In the end, the black mist prevailed, and the clarity in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a blood-red glow.

The King of Slaughter raised his head, his expression now cold and indifferent.

Qian Daoliu remained silent.

He could tell that the person in front of him was indeed Tang Chen, but not entirely Tang Chen.

His body was being controlled by something, and his consciousness was suppressed in some corner, sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious.

But that's not important. What's important is that Tang Chen is here, and he has more secrets than Qian Daoliu imagined.

Without further hesitation, Qian Daoliu raised his hand to attack.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Sacred Domain Pentagram"

Qian Daoliu slashed his right hand through the void, and a golden pentagram magic array instantly exploded beneath the feet of the King of Slaughter.

Golden-white flames simultaneously ignited at the five points of the pentagram; they were flames of light, so intense that they distorted the air itself.

Five beams of light shot out from the five corners, converging in the air to form an impenetrable cage of light, trapping the King of Slaughter inside.

This move is instantaneous, with almost no casting time.

A target trapped in the formation cannot break free unless their soul power is lower than that of the caster, or unless the caster exhausts their own soul power or actively releases the formation.

Furthermore, the Flame of Light has an additional burning effect on Soul Masters with evil attributes.

The moment the blood-red aura emanating from the King of Slaughter came into contact with the flames, it hissed and crackled, like grease falling into fire.

The King of Slaughter grunted and pushed his hands outwards with a sudden force.

A crimson sword beam shot out from his palm and struck the pentagram's light barrier.

The light wall trembled violently, but did not shatter.

He then unleashed several more sword strikes, each one extremely sharp, yet he was still unable to completely break through the cage of light.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qian Daoliu's body shone brightly.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Six-Winged Angel True Form"

Three pairs of golden wings suddenly unfolded from his back, each wing being more than three meters long, with a luster like molten gold flowing across its surface.

Qian Daoliu's body was enveloped in a layer of holy golden light.

His entire demeanor underwent a dramatic change.

If Qian Daoliu was previously just an unfathomable powerhouse, then at this moment, he is like a god descending from the heavens.

The suppressive power of the Slaughter City underwent a change at this moment.

Originally, this place was the territory of the Asura God. Any Soul Master who entered would have their Soul Skills suppressed and would only be able to fight using Soul Power and their physical body.

However, as Qian Daoliu unleashed his six-winged angelic form, a vast angelic divine power was drawn out by him, colliding with the Asura divine power permeating the City of Slaughter.

The two divine forces tore at and devoured each other in the void, emitting a deep rumbling sound.

Tang Hao stood aside, dumbfounded.

He could feel the pressure on him weakening.

It didn't disappear; rather, a portion of it was temporarily neutralized by Qian Daoliu's angelic power.

With his cultivation level of ninety-nine, Qian Daoliu drew upon the divine power of the angels and managed to tear a gap in the territory of the Asura God, allowing him to unleash his soul skills.

"How...is this possible?"

Tang Hao murmured.

Of course, Qian Daoliu couldn't hear his self-talk.

Because at this moment, Qian Daoliu's eighth soul skill was ready.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Sun - Seraphim"

Qian Daoliu suddenly pointed the holy sword in his right hand towards the sky.

A golden beam of light shot up from the tip of his sword, piercing through the rock strata above the City of Slaughter and soaring into the sky.

The golden light seemed to be drawn down by the pillar of light, converging on Qian Daoliu's body and turning him into a blazing ball of light.

After the ball of light dissipated, Qian Daoliu's appearance changed again.

His six wings were no longer golden, but had turned into an almost transparent platinum color, with flames burning along the edges.

A thin layer of flames covered Qian Daoliu's body, making him look like a sun that had fallen to earth.

This is the ultimate dual attribute of light and fire, and it is one of his strongest combat forms.

The King of Slaughter, trapped in the pentagram of the Holy Domain, felt the terrifying pressure and finally stopped holding back.

He crossed his hands in front of him, and a thick, blood-red sword beam erupted from his body, tearing a crack in the pentagram's light barrier.

"Asura Sword Prison!"

The King of Slaughter let out a low roar, and countless blood-red sword energies shot out from his body, sweeping towards Qian Daoliu with overwhelming force.

The sword energy was dense and numerous, like a blood-red rainstorm. Each sword carried a strong killing intent and aura of death, sealing off all the space around Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu neither dodged nor avoided, but instead swung his sword to meet the attack.

The holy sword clashed with the crimson sword energy, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound and sparks flying everywhere.

The two were locked in combat in mid-air at a speed that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

Every time Qian Daoliu swung his holy sword, it was accompanied by the scorching heat of the flames of light.

Every time the King of Slaughter unleashed his sword energy, it was accompanied by the corrosive power of Asura.

For a time, neither of them could gain the upper hand.

Meanwhile, Golden Crocodile Douluo had already made his move against Tang Hao and his group of four.

"Third Soul Skill: Death Whirlwind".

Golden Crocodile Douluo's body suddenly curled up, head and tail joined together, his whole body turning into a ring.

As it spun, all the scales on its body flipped outwards, with the hardest parts facing outwards while the relatively vulnerable parts were tightly protected inside.

The ring began to spin rapidly, carrying layers of golden afterimages, like a giant wheel of fire, crushing towards Tang Hao and his companions.

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao simultaneously raised their Clear Sky Hammers to block the attack.

However, the Golden Crocodile Douluo's power was too great. The two of them were knocked back several steps, and a large section of the stone slab beneath their feet shattered.

Fifth Soul Skill: Heavy Hammer!

Tang Hao swung his hammer, the black hammer shadow carrying immense power, crashing towards Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Golden Crocodile Douluo remained calm, and suddenly a layer of golden light shone on the scales on his body.

Second Soul Skill: Golden Armor.

A golden shield appeared in front of him, blocking Tang Hao's heavy hammer.

The hammer slammed into the shield with a dull thud, and Golden Crocodile Douluo's body only swayed slightly before regaining its balance.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Raging Golden Crocodile".

Golden Crocodile Douluo roared to the sky, and a huge golden crocodile phantom emerged from his body, transforming from phantom to solid, becoming a giant crocodile more than ten meters long.

The crocodile opened its blood-red maw and let out a deafening roar. The roar carried a mental impact that went straight into the minds of Tang Hao and the other three.

The two elders paled slightly, Tang Xiao frowned, and Tang Hao gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Golden Crocodile True Form"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's body began to swell.

His muscles bulged, his bones cracked, and a layer of golden scales appeared on his skin.

In less than two breaths, he completely transformed into a giant crocodile over ten meters long, with thick limbs, a long and powerful tail, and an aura of suffocating oppression emanating from his entire body.

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao exchanged a glance and simultaneously activated their Haotian True Forms.

Two enormous phantom images of the Clear Sky Hammers appeared behind them. The hammer bodies were as black as ink, and the hammer heads were as big as a tabletop, exuding a domineering aura completely different from that of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Sea of ​​Gravity".

The first move of Golden Crocodile Douluo after his transformation is area control.

Earthy yellow ripples of gravity emanated from his body, spreading out in concentric circles like ocean waves, layer upon layer, instantly increasing the gravity within a radius of hundreds of meters by dozens of times.

Tang Hao felt his body suddenly become incredibly heavy, as if dozens of mountains were pressing down on his shoulders.

His movements immediately slowed down, and even lifting the Haotian Hammer became difficult.