Chapter 152: Terrifying Battle, All Trump Cards Revealed!
The true form of the blood-colored Sharingan canopy blotted out the sky, completely transforming the void of the entire Evil Demon Forest into a dark red Shura Hell.
Just at the peak moment when the terrifying Pupillary Technique, Kamui, crushed countless Evil Soul Masters and Vicious Beasts, causing their bones to shatter and forcing them to kneel and wail...
Inside the deepest core of the Holy Spirit Cult.
Two terrifying pressures, reaching the extreme level of a ninety-nine-rank Limit Douluo, capable of truly shaking the very Foundation of the Laws of the entire Douluo Continent, finally arrived, carrying monstrous Evil Qi, and violently tore through the edge of the blood-colored canopy!
"Boom—!!!"
Two figures stepped out side by side.
The old man on the left wore a black robe; his expression was calm but carried endless dragon might. He was none other than the Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao!
On the right was a woman draped in a blood-colored robe with a head of silver hair flying wildly. Her eyes were filled with madness and resentment.
She stared fixedly at the giant blood-colored eye blotting out the sky overhead. She was the true Supreme Pontiff of the Holy Spirit Cult, the Death God Douluo Ye Xishui!
"The Aura he gives off now... actually makes me feel wary."
When Long Xiaoyao saw that last brilliant, golden eighth Soul Ring at Lin Sheng's feet...
a monstrous wave of shock finally surged across his face, which had always been as steady as Mount Tai!!
Ye Xishui, however, seemed to have gone mad. She knew that Sect Master Zhongli Wu was dead!
"It's you! You bastard, you killed him!"
Ye Xishui's aged face twisted like a demon, and she let out a sharp, ear-piercing, frantic scream.
"Everyone, listen up! The entire Holy Spirit Cult is to mobilize! Bring me these insects and sacrifice them alive to become nourishment for the Death God Tower! I want you all to die without a burial place!"
"Rumble—!"
Without any warning, Ye Xishui frantically spat out a mouthful of essence blood. That dark red, hundreds-of-meters-tall natal Death God Tower instantly solidified in the sky.
Not only that... following her hysteria, large swathes of the mudflats beneath the Evil Demon Forest shattered.
Ten black-robed Elders, dozens of Titled Douluo-level Evil Soul Master Elders, and hundreds or thousands of Evil Soul Masters swarmed out like a plague of locusts... Carrying a sky full of blood-sea vengeful Martial Souls, they poured out regardless of the cost, completely staining the entire sky into a tragic battlefield!
"Hahahaha! Ye Xishui, you still dare to act rampant at a time like this?! Today, I am here to raze your Holy Martial Soul headquarters to the ground!"
Sect Master Du Busi laughed wildly toward the sky, his terrifying Body Martial Soul exploding at full power in an instant.
He did not hesitate in the slightest. With a stomp of his right foot into the void, bringing with it a dark green air wave that tore the sky apart, he punched straight toward the Dragon Emperor Douluo, whose black hair was flying in the wind.
"Boom—!" "Long Xiaoyao! Let's settle our grudges today. I want to see if your Dark Sacred Dragon bones are harder than my fists!"
"Why go this far?" Long Xiaoyao sighed long, but facing Sect Master Du Busi's world-destroying punch, he was forced to unleash his peak ninety-nine-rank Limit Douluo dragon might. He collided fiercely with it! The space for dozens of miles around was instantly shattered into a void black hole.
At the same time, Principal Yan Shaozhe, Xian Lin'er, and Zhang Lexuan, Qiu'er, and others who had arrived at full speed... each revealed their brilliant nine rings and eight rings. Carrying monstrous Battle Intent, they clashed in an extremely tragic and all-out battle in the sky against the Holy Spirit Cult's ten aggressive black-robed Elders and the Evil Soul Master Elder group!
"Bastard, die!"
Nine terrifying Soul Rings flashed around Ye Xishui, and her Blood Soul Demon Puppet Martial Soul erupted with thousands of pale white vengeful Martial Soul storms, attacking Lin Sheng at this moment.
Lin Sheng hovered beneath the red moon, his blood-stained gray robe snapping in the strong wind. Facing Ye Xishui's hate-filled, all-out strike, his lips curled into a trace of an extremely cruel and mocking sneer.
"Ye Xishui, come."
"Hum—!" Two brilliant halos quietly lit up on Lin Sheng's left and right sides. The Snow Empress, in a white dress, possessing a perfect Physical Body once again and radiating the ultimate pressure of seven hundred thousand years! And the Undead Evil Emperor, with a body over a hundred meters tall, waving eighty-one bone tentacles!
"Snow Empress, be careful," Lin Sheng said softly.
"Emperor's Palm, Great Cold, No Snow!" The Snow Empress's blue eyes were like ice as she raised her jade hand, which was fairer than frost and snow. She struck out with a palm, and the wind and snow filling the sky instantly transformed into an absolute freezing barrier, freezing Ye Xishui's two giant blood claws alive in mid-air into brittle ice sculptures.
With the addition of the Snow Empress and the Undead Evil Emperor, whose strength was not inferior to a Limit Douluo... this terrifying battle erupted completely.
Lin Sheng stood proudly in the center of the high sky, the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan in his eyes spinning violently in an instant.
"Boom—!!!" A Susanoo giant, hundreds of meters tall and deep blood-red in color, rose violently from behind Lin Sheng. Its towering skeletal arms tore fiercely through the void, brutally shredding the storm of thousands of vengeful Martial Souls released by Ye Xishui's Death God Tower.
"Pupillary Technique, Amaterasu!" Lin Sheng opened his left eye wide, and a trail of blood tears slowly slid down his cheek.
Without any warning, in the void surrounding Ye Xishui, who was frantically driving the Death God Tower, clusters of jet-black destructive flames—which seemed capable of burning through space and Divine Sense—suddenly erupted from the void.
Carrying the absolute lock of Karma, they frantically spread along the blood light of the Death God Tower, burning!
"Ah—! What kind of flame is this?! Why can't my vengeful Martial Souls extinguish it?! It's burning my Soul!" Ye Xishui let out a painful and horrified scream.
She discovered in horror... that the moment her pride-and-joy Death God vengeful Martial Souls touched those black flames, they not only failed to extinguish them but instead became the most delicious fuel for those black flames!
"Pupillary Technique, Kagutsuchi!" Lin Sheng did not give her any chance to catch her breath.
Under the control of Kagutsuchi's supreme form transformation, those Amaterasu Black Flames that were frantically burning on the Death God Tower instantly transformed into tens of thousands of hundred-meter-long black flame ice-core giant swords! Combined with the sword strike from Susanoo, they turned into a torrent of destruction stretching for several miles, using a karmic divine intent that ignored defense to violently drag Ye Xishui, along with her Death God Tower, into the heart of the most tragic explosion!
"Boom—!" Under the intertwined strikes of the black flames and Ultimate Ice, the Death God Tower let out a shrill, unbearable wail. Although Ye Xishui, relying on the extremely profound Soul Power Foundation of a ninety-nine-rank Limit Douluo... managed to forcibly block Susanoo's strike at the critical moment, she was still injured.
"Bastard! You all must die!" Ye Xishui's eyes were filled with the madness of being at the end of her rope. She understood completely. Although the white-haired youth before her was only rank eighty-five... his endless stream of bizarre Pupillary Techniques and the two helpers by his side, who were no less than Limit Douluo, had completely formed a dimensional-reduction strike against her.
"Death God Tower!" Ye Xishui grinned. The Death God Tower was about to cover the entire field and release its most terrifying strike, which would be enough to even instantly kill a Titled Douluo.
"Don't even think about it." The giant Sharingan canopy true form hanging high in the Nine Heavens locked all its gaze onto Ye Xishui at this instant.
"Death God Tower, it's better to just destroy it." Lin Sheng's voice was extremely low and extremely cold, but it carried the divine verdict that could not be resisted.
"Light of Space-Time!" Under this strongest strike of Lin Sheng, the light that twisted space and time, the Death God Tower hummed violently, on the verge of shattering.
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