Chapter 242: The Death Spider Emperor? The Mysterious Purple-Haired Title Douluo!
The voice grew louder as the last word fell.
A golden figure, shimmering like a ghost, appeared in the sky above the battlefield, stopping precisely at the edge of the dark green poisonous fog.
The newcomer was clad in golden armor, with a bewitching appearance and skin as delicate as a woman's—it was none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan!
At this moment, he stood on the void, his nine spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—shining brightly. The powerful pressure of a Title Douluo was released without concealment, standing shoulder to shoulder with Dugu Bo's dark green poisonous fog.
"Fifth Spirit Skill, Gathering of Cold Essence!"
With a cold laugh, Chrysanthemum Douluo clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and his fifth spirit ring suddenly lit up.
In an instant, countless petals of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, shimmering with metallic luster and incredibly sharp edges, appeared out of thin air. They were like a golden rainstorm, or like a swarm of bees guided by a spell, not shooting towards the poisonous fog, but instead spinning and condensing rapidly around the area of the fog!
The petals whistled as they rubbed against the poisonous mist.
Soon, a massive, ever-shrinking golden tornado formed.
He intended to use this method to forcibly compress and trap Dugu Bo, along with his poisonous mist, within it!
Knowing the potency of Dugu Bo's poison, Chrysanthemum Douluo dared not easily enter the mist's range, opting instead for a strategy of remote control and attrition. The sharp petal tornado continuously eroded the poisonous mist, hissing as the dark green gas and golden petals annihilated each other.
"Chrysanthemum Pass! You androgynous creature, do you think you deserve to take my life?"
Hearing this, Dugu Bo coldly snorted.
Facing his old adversary, he showed no fear. The poisonous mist around him churned even more violently, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the mist transformed into giant dark green dragons, crashing fiercely into the petal tornado!
The fierce battle between the two Title Douluos erupted instantly in mid-air!
Gold and dark green intertwined and collided wildly in the air, the shockwaves generated by the surging soul power plowing through the surrounding ground once more. The remaining Royal Knights, who had just begun to recover, and the retreating men in black were forced to retreat again, moving away from the terrifying battle.
Inside the carriage, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin's expressions grew even more grave.
The appearance of Chrysanthemum Douluo meant that the Spirit Hall's ambush had already mobilized top-tier elder-level combat power! This was not merely a show of force, but a fight to the death!
Just then, on the other side of the battlefield, a faint, ethereal figure, like a ghost blending into the shadows, silently crept towards the carriage.
The next second, the light around the carriage suddenly dimmed, and the temperature plummeted.
A chilling wind howled, and countless ghostly figures, as if countless wronged souls were wailing, emerged from the shadows, their pale arms silently reaching for the carriage!
This was Ghost Douluo's stealth technique.
He attempted to use his ghostly presence to confuse and restrain everyone, then directly attack the interior of the carriage.
However, he was facing Sword Douluo Chen Xin! The titled Douluo known for his strongest attack power!
Just as the eerie ghostly aura was about to touch the carriage, a cold snort, like a thunderclap, boomed from inside!
"Feng Zhi, Your Highness, be careful, someone's attacking!"
Seeing this, Chen Xin's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he immediately warned.
He didn't even get up to open the door; his figure transformed into an invisible, intangible, and sharp sword aura, instantly breaking through the carriage roof and crashing into the surging ghostly shadows with unstoppable momentum!
"Boom!"
The sword aura and the ghostly aura collided fiercely!
The seemingly strange and troublesome eerie ghostly shadows, before Sword Douluo Chen Xin's pure and extremely sharp sword aura, instantly crumbled and melted away like ice and snow under the sun!
In an instant, a blurry black phantom, struck by the sword energy, groaned and was forced out of stealth. Its body flew uncontrollably backward, tumbling dozens of meters in the air before barely managing to regain its footing. It was Ghost Douluo, Ghost Phantom!
At this moment, black energy rippled around him, clearly indicating he had suffered a minor setback in the previous collision.
Sword Douluo hovered above the carriage, his white robes fluttering, wielding the radiant Seven Kill Sword, its tip pointing directly at Ghost Phantom in the distance. His eyes were as cold as ancient ice. He said,
"Since you've come, fight me fair and square."
"Why resort to sneaky ambushes?"
Giving Ghost Phantom no chance to breathe or reply, the sixth black ten-thousand-year soul ring on Sword Douluo's body suddenly shone brightly!
"Sixth Soul Skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!"
With a cold shout from Sword Douluo, a vast sword energy soared into the sky, centered on him!
In an instant, thousands upon thousands of Seven Kill Swords, formed entirely from pure sword energy, appeared out of thin air in the sky, densely packed and blotting out the sun!
Each Seven Kill Sword exuded a sharp aura that stung the skin, and in a flash, all the sword tips locked onto Ghost Douluo Ghost Phantom below!
"Take my sword!"
With a low shout, Sword Douluo pointed his Seven Kill Sword at Ghost Phantom!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
Instantly, these Seven Kill Swords poured down like a celestial river, or like a rain of judgment from the gods!
Countless Seven Kill Swords transformed into streaks of white light, carrying a terrifying momentum that could tear everything apart, shooting towards Ghost Douluo like a torrential downpour!
The sword rain covered an extremely wide area, and its speed was astonishing, almost completely blocking all possible escape routes for Ghost Phantom!
Faced with this overwhelming, all-encompassing Myriad Swords Returning to One, imbued with the pure sword energy of Chen Xin, even the mighty Ghost Douluo's expression changed drastically!
He knew all too well the terrifying power of these sword rains; to take them head-on was unwise.
"Damn it, stop watching, why aren't you making a move?"
"Chrysanthemum Pass and I are no match for these two!"
He raised his head and cursed angrily towards the dense forest not far away.
Ghost Douluo's black mist surged violently, his spirit rings flashing beneath his feet. His figure instantly became as elusive as a ghost, transforming into a series of black afterimages, frantically dodging and weaving within the limited space, avoiding the countless sword lights that relentlessly pursued him like a persistent leech!
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
Despite Ghost Douluo's incredible speed, a few sword energies still grazed his body, tearing through his protective black mist and leaving numerous wounds, making him appear quite disheveled.
Sword Douluo, with a single move, displayed the terrifying power of his number one offensive weapon spirit, instantly suppressing the ghostly figure, also a Title Douluo, at a disadvantage!
Just as Dugu Bo's Azure Dragon Poison and Chrysanthemum Douluo's Extraordinary Chrysanthemum were locked in a stalemate, and Sword Douluo's Myriad Swords Return to One forced Ghost Douluo Ghostly Phantom to dodge in a sorry state, seemingly giving Tianxing Academy a slight advantage, another unexpected event occurred!
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two extremely powerful auras, like sleeping beasts awakening, suddenly shot out from the depths of the dense forest beside the official road! Their speed was lightning fast, their target the very heart of the battlefield!
These two were also dressed in black, but the soul power fluctuations emanating from them were many times stronger than those of the previous Soul Douluos and Soul Saints!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!
Nine soul rings simultaneously spiraled upwards from beneath their feet, unleashing the unrestrained pressure of a Title Douluo, symbolizing the pinnacle of power on the continent, colliding violently with the auras of the four Douluos: Chrysanthemum, Ghost, Poison, and Sword.
Instantly, the air on the entire battlefield seemed to freeze!
Two more Title Douluos had arrived?!
One of them was as burly as an iron tower, his skin possessing a dark metallic luster, his fists enormous, and his entire body radiating an immovable, mountain-like weight and power.
The other, much leaner, moved with lightning speed. His fingers were unusually long, their tips gleaming with a chilling blue light, seemingly capable of easily tearing through metal and stone.
The arrival of these two unfamiliar Title Douluos instantly shattered the original balance!
"Sixth Soul Skill, Shattering Stone and Splitting Mountains!"
The burly Douluo roared, his sixth soul ring lighting up. Then, like a raging bull, he charged directly at Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was suppressing Ghost Douluo. His fists swung wildly, creating muffled sonic booms, attempting to overpower the Seven Kill Sword with brute force!
Meanwhile, the lean Douluo blurred into a blurry afterimage, clinging to Dugu Bo in mid-air like a persistent leech.
His claws, gleaming with a chilling blue light, targeted Dugu Bo's back with incredible speed, forcing Dugu Bo to focus on defending and preventing him from unleashing his poison as freely as before.
Suddenly, the situation on the battlefield changed drastically!
The Tianxing Academy team, which had initially held a slight advantage, was instantly plunged into a fierce two-against-four battle!
The four Title Douluos fought each other in pairs, the explosions and energy shockwaves from their clashing soul skills creating a scene of utter devastation.
Trees along the official road fell in droves, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
Inside the carriage, through the trembling window shaken by the aftershocks of sword energy and soul power, Tang Chuan looked at the two unfamiliar Title Douluos who had suddenly joined the battle. His expression changed slightly, and he muttered to himself, "What? Two more Title Douluos? But who are these two…?"
His gaze swept over the burly Douluo and the lean Douluo, his mind rapidly searching for information about the known Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall, but he found he had absolutely no recollection of these two.
Just then, he seemed to remember something.
A knowing glint flashed in his eyes as he continued to think to himself,
"It seems the Spirit Hall's foundation is far deeper than it appears on the surface. Besides the well-known elders and retainers, there are indeed some unknown Title Douluos hidden among them."
"Like that Title Douluo in the original story who perished alongside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's patriarch, Yu Yuanzhen, during the Soul Hunting Operation… and those minor Title Douluos who were smashed to pieces by the enraged Tang Hao and Tang Xiao's Clear Sky Hammers during the Battle of Jialing Pass.
"The names and spirits of these people weren't mentioned in detail in the original story; it seems these are the ones before me. Today will be another fierce battle!" Having figured this out, Tang Chuan's mood grew even heavier.
He hadn't expected the Spirit Hall to use so much hidden power to keep him here; this was a fight to the death! The crisis before him was far more severe than he had anticipated!
However, just as the six Title Douluos were locked in fierce combat outside, the booming sounds of their clashing soul skills echoing across the land, a sudden change around the carriage sent an even more chill down the spines of those inside!
"Shh—"
"Rustle—"
A chilling, fine sound began to emanate from the grass and woods around the carriage.
Then, countless spiders of varying sizes, their bodies a strange purple, surged forth like a tide, crawling rapidly towards the carriage!
Wherever these spiders passed, the lush vegetation withered, turned black, and died at a visible speed; even the soil was stained with an ominous dark purple, emitting a pungent, fishy odor.
Deadly poison! And an extremely potent, mixed poison!
"Oh no! It's the Death Spider Queen! She...she actually came too?"
Upon seeing this, Ning Fengzhi exclaimed in shock, his face pale and filled with disbelief.
Looking at the rapidly closing purple poisonous spiders outside the window, radiating a deadly aura, everyone in the carriage turned extremely grim.
At this moment, Sword Douluo and Poison Douluo were completely entangled and unable to spare any effort to help!
Just at this critical moment, Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier exchanged a glance, a resolute glint flashing in their eyes.
At this moment, the only two people in the carriage with sufficient fighting ability were the two of them. If they didn't act, would they let others?
"Sect Master Ning, please assist Ruier and me later. If we use our Martial Soul Fusion Technique, with your assistance, our strength can at least rise to the Title Douluo level!"
He reminded Ning Fengzhi, and without further ado, the two of them flashed simultaneously, then shot out of the carriage like arrows, landing steadily on the roof.
The very next second after they left the carriage, a terrifying pressure far more chilling, viscous, and filled with the aura of death than any previous Title Douluo suddenly enveloped the area like an invisible domain!
Not far away, from the shadows of the dense forest, a purple-haired figure slowly emerged.
She wore a veil, and her tight black dress accentuated her incredibly alluring, almost perfect, full curves, but no one had time to admire her figure at this moment.
Because beneath her feet, nine spirit rings were slowly spiraling upwards.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
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