"Qian Renshang, you madman, you scum, you are a disgrace to the Qian family!
How could you associate with these soul beasts?
Do you know how many people from our Spirit Hall have died because of you?"
"Big brother, you were right after all, you are the Child of Darkness, you will destroy the entire Douluo Continent!"
"Qian Renshang, you should die!"
"Qian Renshang... kowtow and admit your mistakes now, leave these soul beasts, and we might give you a chance to repent."
Guangling Douluo said with a stern expression, as if he really wanted what was best for Qian Renshang!
But unexpectedly, Qian Renshang's lips curled up and he let out a terrifying laugh.
"Haha... What a bunch of hypocrites! You Spirit Hall members are all birds of a feather!
Spirit beasts, evil?
Didn't you kill the spirit beasts first? Are you not allowed to self-destruct?" "
You keep calling me the Child of Darkness, but what have you done that's honorable... You only know how to bully the weak and ambush from the shadows."
Qian Renshang's suppressed emotions suddenly erupted at this moment.
"Didn't you say that I, Qian Renshang, am the Child of Darkness?
That I want to destroy the entire Douluo Continent?... Fine, then I'll destroy it for you, starting with the Spirit Hall!"
"I will make sure the entire Spirit Hall is wiped out!!"
The voice was shrill, and many Spirit Hall spirit masters covered their ears, their expressions extremely painful!
The atmosphere became increasingly tense.
All the Beast Kings made way, seemingly handing the battlefield over to Qian Renshang.
What immense confidence!
"Arrogant!"
The six elders of the Spirit Hall were full of disdain.
Qian Renshang was only an eighth-ring spirit, and not long ago he was no match for them. How could he be now?
His vengeful spirit had clouded his judgment!
"A mere brat dares to challenge us? Heh... How arrogant!"
"Let me teach you a lesson!"
Thousand-Pound Douluo volunteered, stepping forward alone to take down Qian Renshang. He wielded his Martial Soul Staff, the staff radiating light, as if a lifelike dragon coiled around it.
He strode forward, his aura surging and terrifying, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.
As a level 96 peak Super Douluo, his soul power surged, his clothes fluttering in the wind.
"Boy, today I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"
"I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of my elder brother!"
Qianjun Douluo roared, his voice booming like a bell, echoing through the heavens.
He brandished his Dragon-Coiling Staff, the wind whistling through the air, creating a violent gust of wind as he charged straight at Qian Renshang.
Qian Renshang, however, remained calm, standing quietly in place, seemingly unconcerned about Qianjun Douluo's attack.
Just as the Dragon-Coiling Staff was about to strike Qian Renshang, he finally moved.
Qian Renshang raised one hand, and the Golden Dragon Spear instantly appeared in his grasp.
The spear shone brilliantly with golden light, the dragon patterns on its surface undulating as if they were alive.
He stomped his foot, the ground beneath his feet instantly cracking, and he charged towards Qianjun Douluo like a golden lightning bolt.
A hint of surprise flashed in Qianjun Douluo's eyes, but his Dragon-Coiling Staff did not falter, crashing down on Qian Renshang with overwhelming force.
Qian Renshang showed no fear, thrusting his golden dragon spear forward and clashing fiercely with the Panlong Staff.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar erupted as the shockwave of soul power spread outwards, forcing everyone around to retreat.
Qianjun Douluo felt a tremendous force surge through the Panlong Staff, his arm going numb.
He was secretly shocked; this kid's strength was unbelievable.
Qianjun Douluo was utterly horrified!
"How is this possible… He's only an eighth-ring cultivator, how could his strength surpass mine!"
At that moment, Qian Renshang, as if possessed by a war god, pressed his advantage relentlessly.
The golden dragon spear in his hand, gleaming with dazzling golden light, resembled a dragon roaring from an endless abyss, its power terrifying.
Each swing of the spear produced a dragon's roar, his moves becoming increasingly fierce and ruthless.
Wherever the spear tip passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, forming visible shockwaves.
In an instant, countless golden spear shadows swept towards Qianjun Douluo like a tidal wave, completely enveloping him.
Faced with this storm-like attack, Qianjun Douluo knew inwardly that things were bad; he knew that if he didn't take countermeasures, he would likely be trapped in a desperate situation under this fierce offensive.
So, he roared, his body suddenly bursting with light, and a surge of immense soul power erupted forth.
At the same time, he activated his Martial Soul without hesitation, revealing his remarkable Soul Rings.
First, two yellow Soul Rings appeared, radiating a soft yet bright light.
Next, two purple Soul Rings shimmered with a mysterious and profound purple light.
Then, five black Soul Rings emerged one after another, like stars in the night sky, emanating a terrifying and chilling pressure.
This was the optimal Soul Ring configuration for the Thousand-Pound Douluo: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black!
When all nine Soul Rings lit up simultaneously, the Thousand-Pound Douluo's aura instantly became incredibly powerful, as if he had merged with heaven and earth.
At this moment, he was like an insurmountable mountain, or a bottomless ocean, giving an aura of unshakeable strength.
This level 96 Super Douluo was truly powerful beyond imagination!
Meanwhile, Qian Renshang also activated his Martial Soul, preparing for all-out battle!
*Buzz!*
Qian Renshang's eyes snapped open, instantly activating his Golden Dragon King Martial Soul.
An ancient and violent aura, like a surging tidal wave, roared out from his body.
His body seemed to be tightly enveloped in a dazzling golden light, within which his muscles bulged, their lines as distinct as if sculpted, every inch brimming with a breathtaking sense of power, as if containing the strength to destroy everything.
He gripped the Golden Dragon Spear tightly, the spear radiating an extremely bright light in his hand, its tip spewing golden flames.
The flames were scorching and violent, leaping and flickering as if possessing their own life, vowing to incinerate everything in the world.
At the same time, behind him, the black flames of the twelve-winged fallen angel blazed fiercely.
These black flames were no ordinary fire; they seemed to erupt from an endless abyss, carrying a chilling, boundless evil and destructive power.
The black flames pulsated violently, distorting the surrounding space, as if the rules of the entire world had lost their effect before this power.
Standing amidst this chaos, Qian Renshang resembled a demon god emerging from hell, radiating a terrifying aura that chilled the heart and made it impossible for anyone to look directly at him.
Then, rings of spirit rings began to appear beneath his feet.
The first to catch the eye was a blood-red 100,000-year spirit ring, its crimson light like thick blood plasma, exuding intense pressure.
Following this, one after another, equally blood-red spirit rings appeared, shining like brilliant stars in succession.
Soon, a total of eight 100,000-year spirit rings appeared beneath Qian Renshang's feet.
The dazzling red light intertwined, forming a blood-red ocean that almost completely enveloped the entire battlefield.
(End of Chapter)
Read 30+ chapters ahead at Patreon
patreon.com/TaroYamato
patreon.com/TaroYamato