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The Five Elements Fatal Strike unleashed by Li Luochen already carried a hint of the might of a Limit Douluo in Qian Daoliu's eyes. However, the technique appeared somewhat crude—it was clearly being used for the first time.
Qian Daoliu's spiritual perception clearly detected that after unleashing this move, Li Luochen's aura had weakened slightly, and sweat was visible on his face. This indicated that while the technique was incredibly powerful, it consumed an enormous amount of soul power and mental energy.
Indeed, Li Luochen himself felt that the soul power consumption of the Five Elements Fatal Strike was terrifying. Additionally, since it was his first time using elemental fusion, he hadn't fully controlled it, leading to excessive expenditure.
Nevertheless, the sheer might of this technique surprised even Li Luochen. Truly worthy of being called the Five Elements Fatal Strike! When he first conceived of this move, he thought it was a bold idea—since he lacked a wood-element soul ring, he substituted it with the plant-life attribute of his Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone.
The concept was excellent, but putting it into practice was incredibly difficult. Still, Li Luochen felt the results were promising. Once refined, this technique could serve as a preliminary ultimate skill.
As for Li Luochen's true trump card, it was the Light-Dark Fusion Ring technique—the very move he had used to instantly kill Tang Hao.
However, Li Luochen still didn't know when he'd be able to fuse all his soul rings. Such a feat might even allow him to slay gods, but for now, it remained a distant dream.
Fusing two hundred-thousand-year soul rings already placed immense strain on him. Fusing all his soul rings at once? That was far too difficult—at least for his current level of strength.
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In the Sky Above
Qian Daoliu gazed at the incoming five-colored light wheel, still holding his sword with one hand, though his grip had tightened considerably.
"Eight Soul Skill, Angel Myriad Manifestation!"
This was the first time Qian Daoliu had used a soul skill during this battle, and he went straight for his eighth soul skill. The holy sword in his hand radiated dazzling light, and a massive light wheel, equal in size to the five-colored one, emerged.
This light wheel carried potent light and sacred attributes—it was one of Qian Daoliu's most powerful soul skills.
After all, his original eighth soul ring had been seventy thousand years old. After completing the eighth trial of the Great Angel Elder, all his soul rings had their lifespans increased by ten thousand years.
His ninth soul ring, originally over ninety thousand years old, had reached one hundred thousand years, and his eighth soul ring had increased to eighty thousand years.
When wielded by Qian Daoliu at level 99, its might far surpassed even Jin E Douluo's hundred-thousand-year ninth soul skill.
By using this move, it was clear that Qian Daoliu was truly taking this seriously.
The Spirit Hall's elders were somewhat astonished. It had been a long time since the Great Elder had fought like this. Even Chen Jianjun hadn't forced the Great Elder to use his eighth soul skill back then.
When the two massive light wheels collided, a colossal explosion erupted. The Spirit Hall's Title Douluos immediately sensed danger. Under Bibi Dong's leadership, they collectively used their soul power to shield against the blast, ensuring it wouldn't affect Wuhun City.
"Damn it! Don't they realize Wuhun City is down there? Using such large-scale soul skills… That old bastard and that brat…"
Bibi Dong's eyes nearly spat fire. These two were fighting without a care for the safety of Wuhun City. She was tempted to go up there and beat them both senseless.
Qian Renxue, seeing her man and grandfather going all out, was also displeased. Why did they have to escalate their sparring match to such extremes?
She decided she would give her grandfather a stern talking-to later. How could he fight so recklessly without considering the safety of Wuhun City? This was unacceptable! He needed a proper verbal education!
As for Li Luochen… Hmph! She would punish him by denying him access to her bed for three days!
Unaware of the severe punishment awaiting him, Li Luochen was currently exhilarated. Fighting a Limit Douluo was a rare opportunity, and since this Limit Douluo wasn't trying to kill him, it was more of a sparring match.
Through this battle, Li Luochen could learn advanced techniques for utilizing soul power and gain insights that would greatly benefit his future cultivation and comprehension.
Li Luochen finally understood why the previous Sword Douluo, Chen Jianjun, had dared to challenge Qian Daoliu despite being outmatched. A thrilling battle like this could indeed accelerate breakthroughs.
Moreover, fighting a Limit Douluo deepened his understanding of his own spirit.
However, Li Luochen decided it was time to end the battle with one decisive strike. He had less than half of his soul power remaining—just enough for one use of his dual hundred-thousand-year soul ring fusion.
To maximize its power, Li Luochen planned to combine it with his Asura Blood Armor, enhancing the fusion's might.
"Soul Bone Fusion Skill—Asura Blood Armor!"
Suddenly, an overwhelming killing intent surged from Li Luochen's body. The colorless killing intent gradually turned white, then shifted to blood-red.
A set of crimson armor began forming around Li Luochen, completely enveloping his body in blood-red plating.
His aura skyrocketed to the level of a 98-level Super Douluo.
Next, his fifth and sixth soul rings began to fuse.
"Light and Darkness coexist, Yin and Yang are born together. Yin Yang Unity, Supreme Over The Heavens !
Chaos Splits the Heavens and Earth!"
The Atlas Divine Dragon Staff in Li Luochen's hands grew to an immense size, imbued with the power of chaos, and crashed toward Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu was somewhat astonished. The might of this technique was so great? Even Tang Chen's self-destructive detonation of his first eight soul rings couldn't surpass this.
"Angel True Body!"
Qian Daoliu directly manifested his spirit's true form. By resorting to his spirit's true body, it was indirectly an admission of defeat in this sparring match.
For a proud Limit Douluo at level 99, known as the invincible ruler of the skies, to be forced into revealing his true body by an 88-level Soul Douluo? If this wasn't a loss, what was?
*Boom—*
A massive mushroom cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above Wuhun City. The winds today were particularly noisy!
And the "fireworks" over Wuhun City were quite spectacular—though the mushroom cloud-shaped display was rather unique. Suddenly, a Soul Elder surnamed Di shouted loudly:
"Hahahaha! Art truly is about explosions!"
After the mushroom cloud dissipated, a figure began plummeting rapidly from the sky. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Li Luochen.
Li Luochen was on the verge of unconsciousness, realizing he had overexerted himself. Using the Asura Blood Armor and the Light-Dark Fusion Ring with insufficient soul power? Wasn't that just asking for death? His soul power was completely drained—not a drop remained. Without a condensed soul core, his recovery rate was painfully slow.
Moreover, he had been fighting several kilometers above the ground. Falling from this height would surely result in a fatal crash.
Li Luochen abandoned all pretense of dignity and mustered his last ounce of strength to shout:
"Help! My soul power is depleted!"
Qian Renxue, Qian Jun Douluo, Jiang Mo Douluo, and Dugu Bo all heard him, but before they could take a step, someone grabbed Li Luochen mid-air.
Looking up, Li Luochen saw it was none other than his mother-in-law, Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong held Li Luochen with a look of disdain. What a shameless cry for help! Though it had indeed saved his life, where was his dignity as a strong individual?
"Th... Thank you, Mother-in-law."
With his last ounce of strength, Li Luochen muttered his thanks before collapsing into unconsciousness. His soul power was utterly depleted—it was the first time he had pushed himself so far.
Bibi Dong carried the unconscious Li Luochen to the entrance of the Pope's Palace. The gathered Title Douluos and elders watched the young man with strange expressions.
They all shared the same thought: Was this guy even human? His strength was monstrous—truly terrifying.
Not long after, Qian Daoliu also appeared, still maintaining his usual composed demeanor—though one had to ignore his missing sleeves and slightly dirtied hands.
Bibi Dong looked at Qian Daoliu with a satisfied smile. She hadn't expected this stubborn old man to suffer such a humiliating defeat. Today, her mood was exceptionally good.
She decided to order her personal chef to prepare a lavish meal tonight. For some reason, her appetite had suddenly improved.
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