Long Xiaoyao was undoubtedly a very contradictory person.
Because of his love for Ye Xishui, although he never directly acted as an Evil Soul Master, being with her always encouraged the actions of the Holy Spirit Cult.
But at the same time, he wanted to pull Ye Xishui back from the path of an Evil Soul Master, always remembering their past affection and showing mercy to others.
Wang Nan did not know how to evaluate Long Xiaoyao. Perhaps, as the God of Love once said, he was a very twisted flower.
And now, this flower was finally about to wither.
Looking at Long Xiaoyao, whose face was ruddy and hair dark, Wang Nan's fourth and seventh spirit rings shone beside him, and golden armor covered his entire body.
Long Xiaoyao had already ignited his life's fire. With his remaining lifespan, he would soon burn out, but before that, he would gain strength surpassing his peak period.
The scales on Wang Nan's arm guards subtly rippled, emitting a faint golden light that merged with his body armor, making it even more dazzling.
Wang Nan sighed inwardly once more. Saving Huo Yuhao's mother at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion had only been due to the influence of his past life's memories. He did not want the child who had left an impression in his memories to suffer too much. However, that small act of kindness had far greater significance for Huo Yuhao than he could have imagined. Huo Yuhao had put an unknown amount of effort into these arm guards. For Wang Nan, there was no Soul Guidance Device more suitable for him.
Pulling his thoughts back, Wang Nan looked at Long Xiaoyao, who was standing in mid-air once again. He had been very handsome in his youth, and his Dark Saint Dragon Spirit added a touch of sternness to his aura.
Long Xiaoyao felt the power within his body continuously rising, and in a trance, he recalled the days when he and his close friend traveled the world together in their youth.
"Come on."
As Long Xiaoyao made his move, it was Heavenly Might. Dark clouds pressed down upon Jialing Pass, and dark purple lightning continuously ran through the clouds.
Ye Xishui, wrapped in purplish-red light, caused a sea of blood to surge with a wave of her hand. Ten Blood Spirits flew out in succession, entangling the others.
"Xiaoyao…"
Seeing Long Xiaoyao on the other side, who had ignited his life's fire, a trace of clarity returned to her eyes, and she murmured softly in his direction.
In the distance, several Titled Douluo from the Douling Empire were already leading the Spirit Master legion toward Jialing Pass. However, before they even got close, they could already feel the intense dark aura there. Spirit Masters who had not yet reached Titled Douluo found their breathing becoming noticeably rapid.
Having broken through to the God Realm with his mental force, Wang Nan's gaze was no longer limited to power itself.
The surroundings constantly shifted as dark power surged endlessly, but what Wang Nan saw was that the world around Long Xiaoyao had become a self-contained realm. In that world, Long Xiaoyao was the center of everything, and the power of Heaven and Earth moved with his every gesture.
Long Xiaoyao's Domain enveloped Wang Nan. As he struck with his right palm, his figure disappeared, and it was as though the entire world pressed down upon Wang Nan.
All sounds vanished. Heaven and Earth became incomparably silent, with only the constant sense of danger from all directions stimulating Wang Nan's perception.
Wang Nan's expression remained unchanged. He gripped the rod with both hands as the golden light on his body condensed to the extreme. The Coiling Dragon Staff, as if cast from pure gold, revealed its original form. The giant dragon coiled around the staff slowly stirred as Wang Nan gradually tightened his grip.
In the next moment, two golden rays shot out from Wang Nan's eyes. The long staff thrust forward like dazzling golden lightning, piercing the night sky.
In that fleeting flash, the front end of the Coiling Dragon Staff collided with a pitch-black dragon claw. Although Wang Nan did not use the complete Unbending Staff Technique, its intent had long been integrated into his every movement and stance. The power, condensed to the extreme, erupted at this instant, and the dark, silent Domain cracked in several places.
The third spirit ring lit up with purplish-gold light. Cracks spread outward from where the Coiling Dragon Staff struck. This third Spirit Ability also carried the 'break' attribute of the staff. The attack propagated along the fractures in Long Xiaoyao's Domain, and golden rays seeped through, bringing a glimmer of light to the darkness.
Long Xiaoyao frowned slightly.
Although his Domain had not been completely shattered, Wang Nan had not used his full strength. With only ordinary attacks and his third Spirit Ability, he had already rendered the Domain incomplete.
Sounds from the outside world returned. The Douling Empire's reinforcements had arrived, and Ye Xishui's low roar echoed from afar.
Long Xiaoyao already understood that Wang Nan's strength now surpassed his own, so he stopped holding back entirely.
He brought his palms together before his chest, right hand above, left hand below. His Domain instantly retracted and compressed, transforming into an immense power concentrated between his hands. In the next moment, an even more terrifying force burst forth from his body. In the blink of an eye, everything within sight was swallowed by darkness.
"Extreme Night."
As Long Xiaoyao spoke these words, the sun in the sky vanished. Just as he declared, the entire world seemed to enter an endless night.
Within this night, there were no stars in the sky, no lights on the ground, and even the halos around other Spirit Masters dimmed noticeably.
Wang Nan, bathed in golden light, stood suspended in mid-air, appearing almost insignificant.
This was the true power of a Limit Douluo who had ignited his life's fire.
On the other side, Xuan Zi and the others, along with the Douling Empire's reinforcements, were also affected by Long Xiaoyao's Domain.
Spirit Masters below the Titled Douluo level, lacking a Spirit Core, found the flow of their spirit power greatly slowed.
Star Luo Douluo's Spirit was connected to the stars, and within the Extreme Night Domain, his strength was severely suppressed.
Seeing this, Ye Xishui seized the opportunity. The ten Blood Spirits around her surged forward together.
Just as several blood-colored figures were about to engulf Star Luo Douluo, a dragon's roar suddenly echoed from the heavens.
A golden giant dragon tore through space and descended, its massive head slamming down heavily. Light flared along its body, and two Blood Spirits, each possessing strength comparable to a Titled Douluo, instantly shattered.
Upon closer inspection, what soared through the sky was not a true dragon, but a golden long staff coiled by a giant dragon.
Wang Nan's right arm glowed with golden light. With a wave of his hand, the Coiling Dragon Staff moved like a living dragon, twisting through the air as it pursued the remaining Blood Spirits.
Ye Xishui naturally would not allow her Blood Spirits to be destroyed so easily. She waved her hands, and the sea of blood surged violently, towering waves crashing toward Wang Nan.
Wang Nan had already moved to intercept the Blood Spirits, and Xuan Zi and the others naturally did not stand idle. Several Titled Douluo launched attacks simultaneously, charging toward the incoming blood waves.