Soul Land 3: Legend Of The Dragon King - Chapter 1607

All of the students and parents down below were horrified by these ghastly howls. Their souls were trembling in their bodies, and they felt as if their minds were about to fall apart.

Right at this moment, a burst of holy music rang out, and a layer of white light spread through the area, encompassing all of the students and parents within it.

All of them were struck by a sense of warmth and comfort, as if they were basking in their mother’s embrace. This wonderful feeling created a stark contrast with the horror they had experienced just a moment ago.

This holy light had naturally come from none other than Yali, and Qiangu Dongfeng’s eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing this.

Had she consolidated her Limit Douluo cultivation rank this quickly? After completing this consolidation process, she would be a true demigod.

It would be extremely difficult to take a further step from there, but demigods already stood at the pinnacle of the continent.

Furthermore, the Holy Spirit Douluo was undoubtedly the number one healer on the entire planet with no competition!

Even Qiangu Dongfeng didn’t want to make an enemy of Yali unless it was absolutely necessary, and the reason for that was very simple: who didn’t have family or friends? If a loved one were to suffer an ailment or injury that was extremely difficult to cure or recover from, only Yali would be able to help them.

As such, if there were one person that Qiangu Dongfeng was most reluctant to target, then Yali definitely topped the list.

A Limit Douluo level healing system Soul Master could virtually ensure the survival of everyone in Shrek Academy regardless of what grievous injuries they suffered.

In the face of Yun Tianheng’s full-power strike, a serious look had appeared on Lan Muzi’s face.

The pair of battle axes expanded drastically to over five meters in length in the blink of an eye as they flew through the air, and one of them was rotating in a clockwise direction, while the other was revolving in an anti-clockwise fashion.

Bloodlust Battle Aura was surging into the axes in a frenzy, and they were hurtling through the air like a pair of crimson tornados, accompanied by waves of ghastly howls and despairing wails.

Yun Tianheng’s sixth soul ring had lit up, and under normal circumstances, his sixth soul skill wouldn’t be that powerful, but it was currently being enhanced by his suit of three-word battle armor.

Yun Tianheng was currently a rank 95 Hyper Douluo, and having hailed from Shrek Academy, his combat prowess was superior to that of even the average Hyper Douluo. Now that he was being enhanced by his battle armor, his offensive power was truly formidable.

All of a sudden, Lan Muzi began to move rapidly through the air as if he had broken into a dance. The reddish-golden light around him suddenly brightened significantly, then abruptly exploded before compressing into a series of tiny black dots that resembled flies.

Right at this moment, Lan Muzi’s voice rang out. “Drought, frost, plagues of locusts, famine, disease, natural disasters. Take this, Omen of 106!”

Countless specks of black light instantly blossomed into streaks of black lines, plunging into the two massive oncoming vortexes like lightning.

Bursts of black light immediately began to erupt out of the pair of crimson vortexes, and large areas of Bloodlust Battle Aura were melted away.

In the blink of an eye, the two giant vortexes were already riddled with holes.

Lan Muzi reappeared as he raised his Yang Wood Saber high up into the air, and what remained of the black dots in the air suddenly surged into his saber, turning it as black as ink.

He then slashed his saber through the air, and a black saber projection reached Yun Tianheng in a flash.

Lan Muzi had been quite passive throughout this entire battle, and it was the first time that he was taking the initiative to unleash a direct attack.

Yun Tianheng was quite startled by this sudden attack.

His battle axes still hadn’t returned yet, so he was completely unarmed. In the face of the oncoming black saber projection, he could only raise his arms to form a shield and inject his soul power into his battle armor with all his might to create a protective barrier.

A crisp crack rang out as the protective barrier was instantly shattered, and those specks of black light immediately swept over his entire body.

They seemed to possess extremely fearsome corrosive properties, and Yun Tianheng’s suit of three-word battle armor quickly became dull and devoid of luster, while its surface became riddled with pits and bumps.

All of the bystanders down below were stunned to see this. Prior to releasing his suit of battle armor, Yun Tianheng seemed to have all of the initiative and momentum, but why had the situation suddenly been reversed? Furthermore, what was this Omen of 106, and how was it this powerful? It was only Lan Muzi’s sixth soul skill!

Yun Tianheng was a Hyper Douluo and a three-word battle armor master; it was incredible that a single attack was able to reduce him to such a sorry state.

Tang Wulin asked, “Mother, what is this Omen of 106?”

Yali replied, “In ancient times, it was said that a ‘yuan’ consisted of 4,617 years, and the first 106 years of each yuan was always filled with disasters, so it was an omen of bad luck. Lan Muzi’s sixth soul skill infinitely compressed the Yang energy of his Yang Wood Saber, transforming it into a type of extremely penetrative and destructive energy, similar to that of sunspots on the surface of the sun. Even Brother Ming had been full of praise for this soul skill, saying that it could only be directly withstood by fighting fire with fire, but the one withstanding the attack would definitely have to expend more than twice the soul power expended by Lan Muzi to unleash it.”

Tang Wulin drew a sharp breath upon hearing this. This was the senior disciple brother of the inner court! He always kept a very low profile, and only now was Tang Wulin being made aware of just how powerful he was.

His Three Sun Strike, Spring Sun and White Snow, Final Sunset, Yin Yang Illusion, Yin Yang Paradox, and Omen of 106 were all spectacular soul skills.

The ones that left Tang Wulin with the deepest impression were Spring Sun and White Snow, which could instantly dispel energy-based attacks, and that extremely fearsome Omen of 106. These soul skills were clearly different from anything he had ever seen before, and they were truly befitting of a unique martial soul.

Qiangu Dongfeng’s expression had also changed slightly upon seeing this. Prior to this, he had been unaware that Shrek Academy possessed such a powerful being. Was this one of Shrek Academy’s trump cards? His martial soul was very special and worthy of research.

However, this wasn’t enough to defeat the Bloodlust Douluo.

All of a sudden, a thunderous roar of fury rang out up above.

For a battle armor master, nothing was more precious to them than their battle armor, and the damage inflicted upon his suit of battle armor filled Yun Tianheng with rage and indignation.

Powerful emotional fluctuations erupted from his body as his seventh soul ring lit up, unleashing his Deranged Bloodlust Demon True Body!

His entire body swelled to around twice its original size, and all of the Bloodlust Battle Aura in the surrounding area instantly returned to him.

His back was slightly hunched over, but his frame had become extremely imposing and intimidating, and his battle axes had returned to his grasp. The crimson halo beneath his feet shrank, and as he raised his battle axes, his entire body lit up like a crimson sun.

Lan Muzi raised an eyebrow upon seeing this, and instead of pressing his advantage, he retreated around 100 meters, spreading open his wings as reddish-golden light reappeared around him.