Tang Wulin, you have already chosen your own death!

Huo Yuhao's gaze softened. At this moment, Tang Wulin no longer existed; all that remained was longing!

Longing is a very mysterious thing.

A light of indescribable color, yet seemingly possessing all colors, coalesced into a fist and blasted towards Tang Wulin.

Boom!

The pale moon vanished instantly.

A quick combo broke through Tang Wulin's defenses.

Tang Wulin's spirit ring age was no longer able to consistently suppress Huo Yuhao's when he was at the fifth ring level.

The pale precepts are broken.

He breathed a long sigh of relief.

Finally, I can unleash this move.

The jet-black third spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly emitted a deep, dark aura that swallowed all light.

A massive, golden-haired lion-mastiff phantom roared to the sky behind him, and a substantial, brown-yellow domineering domain erupted first, surging outwards like a raging tide.

Tang Wulin formed a hand seal in front of him.

Third Soul Skill.

The realm expands, and the ruler reigns supreme.

It's normal for the boss in Chapter 87 to have three phases, right?

Third Soul Skill: Reign Supreme.

This soul skill is exactly what it sounds like: The King Descends!

The soul skill that Tang Wulin initially obtained from the "Pale King" Faust was a kind of ability similar to molting and resurrection.

This is a common means of self-preservation for creatures in the demon plane.

This gave Tang Wulin a powerful ability to sustain and recover.

After Jin Yu devoured the golden-haired lion-mastiff and obtained the Dominator Domain, his soul skill mutated.

The original skin-shedding resurrection effect, combined with the golden-haired lion mastiff's "never give up, live on the brink of death" frenzy, created a synergistic effect greater than the sum of its parts.

Thus, the Kingdom was born!

"Expand your domain, reign supreme."

His deep voice trailed off.

The surrounding pure white space peeled away inch by inch, like a shattered mirror.

Spatial rules are forcibly distorted and covered.

Huo Yuhao was forcibly pulled into the closed area.

It was an ancient arena that stretched as far as the eye could see.

The dilapidated stone stands rise in layers, disappearing into the dim sky, the air thick with the stench of rust and dried blood.

The sky was overcast, with dark, inky clouds hanging low.

Amidst the dark clouds, swarms of black snakes flickered and darted, while dark, malevolent lightning crackled and hissed.

In the very center of the deathly silent battlefield, an enormous, needle-sharp, blood-red vertical pupil indifferently surveyed the earth.

A violent and destructive will swept through the space; just by staying here, the Golden Dragon King's madness constantly washed over people's minds.

Fortunately, Huo Yuhao was an emotionless projection; otherwise, an ordinary Soul Master would have lost all will to fight just by seeing all this.

Huo Yuhao did not find the enemy.

Standing blankly in the middle.

Until a clear sound.

Amidst the blood-red light, Tang Wulin, dressed in white, descended from the sky and stood not far from Huo Yuhao.

Strangely, a very thin, rectangular, scarlet strip suddenly appeared on the top of his head, its edges wrapped in patterns.

The small print above clearly states:

Tang Wulin

At the edge of Huo Yuhao's field of vision, his scarlet strip also appeared.

Huo Yuhao, the "Spirit Ice Douluo".

Those are the marked health points, and next, they will fight like gladiators and beasts in this arena!

One may leave this area only after one person has survived.

The soothing sound of a piano filled the air, as if providing accompaniment for this battle.

Tang Wulin's gaze swept across the desolate area before turning to Huo Yuhao opposite him.

Whoosh whoosh!

Once again, the icy mist erupted, but this time the extreme ice was even more terrifying than before!

Level 50 vs. Level 30.

The difference in soul power is simply too great.

The huge difference in soul power caused Tang Wulin's blood energy to stagnate and cool down.

Huo Yuhao's figure flashed and disappeared in the icy mist.

His expression changed again, his gentleness turning into pain.

Her lips were pressed tightly together, her eyes were moist, and her mind seemed to have wandered to another world.

A magnificent sword light descended from the sky.

Nian Dongjian, I will never forget him!

Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment.

In that very instant.

The icy mist around Tang Wulin instantly emitted a blindingly white light!

Ice Blast!

Condensation and annihilation occurred, with terrifyingly low temperatures erupting instantly in a small area.

Tang Wulin's figure was swallowed up.

The crimson bar above his head was instantly erased, and the value plummeted at a visible speed until it reached zero.

Tang Wulin's figure disappeared from the spot.

Then the ancient Roman Colosseum fell into a deep silence.

But the field has not diminished.

Huo Yuhao stood there, as if his computer had frozen.

The gentle, soothing piano music suddenly stopped.

Dark, demonic lightning hissed across the sky, while the blood-red vertical pupils continued to look down.

Suddenly, countless pale white and blue-silver grass vines surged out from the center of the blood-red vertical pupils, forming a large, constantly undulating cocoon about the height of a person.

Goo, goo, goo!

A strong heartbeat continued to ring out.

The air was thick with the scent of blood, and the sounds and images in that space were particularly eerie.

Huo Yuhao stood there, stunned.

The program cannot understand what is happening in front of it.

"Pfft!"

A soft sound, like the cracking of a ripe fruit.

Accompanied by the frenzied roar of a golden-haired lion mastiff.

A figure broke free from the large cocoon and fell to the ground.

He curled up on the ground.

That was not a newborn cub.

Instead, it carries a unique kind of brutality.

Like a knight who stepped out of the Middle Ages, pale armor, faceless, with a scarlet cloak fluttering behind him.

It was exactly what Faust looked like back in the Starry Sky Forest.

However, his image has changed this time.

Its body was no longer covered in snake scales, but in dragon scales!

He had his back to Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao finally made a move again.

A brand new health bar appeared above the tattered knight's head, and it was longer and thicker than Tang Wulin's just now!

The names below have also been updated.

No longer Tang Wulin, but:

Faust, the "Pale King".

In an instant, the once silent battlefield was transformed.

Thump!! Thump!! Step!!

The retro and powerful drumbeats are paired with the high-pitched chanting of nuns.

A sense of unease and desolation crept in.

Faust turned his head slightly, and a blood-red dragon eye appeared on his faceless face.

Dominate the realm.

Faust grew increasingly ferocious and imposing, but at the same time, he lost his reason.

He reached out and grabbed at the void.

Golden Dragon Spear!

Nian Dongjian, I will never forget him!

Huo Yuhao once again unleashed his unique skill.

But this time, the territory beneath his feet is expanding.

Faust's eyes held only madness and tyranny.

Where do you always long to go?

Too low an IQ to be selected.

Roar!

The five-meter-tall pale knight broke through the icy mist and chased after Huo Yuhao.

The battle started again.

……

Beside him, Tang Wulin sat in the spectator stands of the arena, his face serious, manipulating Faust with his mental power to launch attacks on Huo Yuhao at will.

It's like playing a MOBA game.

Faust is his main hero.

This is "King's Landing".