Chapter 263: Battle Between Soul Douluo
The Black Bear Soul Douluo charged forward, countless soul tool beams raining down upon him.
However, the defensive soul tools mounted on the city walls, even the most powerful heavy-class ones, were only at the sixth level. How could they possibly penetrate the defense of a Soul Douluo who had activated his Martial Soul Avatar?
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
With the Black Bear Soul Douluo leading the charge, the momentum of the Spirit Hall forces, previously suppressed by the soul tool attacks, surged back. Their offensive was now even fiercer than before.
"I'll take him on!"
A deep roar echoed as a burly figure leaped down from the city walls. A massive battle axe materialized in his hands, surrounded by two yellow, two purple, and four black spirit rings. The chilling aura of the battle axe radiated murderous intent.
The newcomer was none other than Gordon of the Underworld Fighters, Star of the Celestial Prison.
Gordon had initially entered the battlefield as a seventy-fifth-level Spirit Saint. However, years of training, especially after venturing into the Underworld, had propelled his cultivation forward at an astonishing rate. Now, he had advanced by a full ten levels, standing as a formidable level eighty-five Soul Douluo.
With a thunderous shout, Gordon stomped the ground with his left foot and propelled himself forward. His twin axes slashed toward the Black Bear Soul Douluo with immense force.
As the battle axes swung, miniature storms formed in the air. The violent energy of the wind condensed into countless wind blades, surging toward the Black Bear Soul Douluo in a relentless barrage.
This was Gordon's third soul skill, Storm Battle Axe. By swinging his weapon, he could harness the wind element in the air, generating fierce storms. The wind blades not only inflicted slicing damage but also disrupted the enemy's balance with turbulent air currents.
"Third soul skill, Demon Bear Strike!"
Facing Gordon's assault, the Black Bear Soul Douluo unleashed his own third soul skill. With sheer brute force, he swung his massive fists, generating an explosive burst of destructive power aimed at his opponent's vital points.
Boom!
A deafening crash resounded as the massive Black Bear was sent flying, while Gordon remained unmoving in his stance.
The Black Bear Soul Douluo's expression changed drastically.
Both of them were Soul Douluo, and both had used their third soul skills. Yet, he alone had been sent flying. This could only mean one thing—Gordon's spirit power and martial soul far surpassed his own.
"Kill!"
With a furious bellow, Gordon gave his opponent no chance to recover. His battle axe whirled like a windmill, each swing more ruthless than the last. The Black Bear Soul Douluo found himself slashed repeatedly, his body torn and covered in blood.
"Help me!"
Unable to withstand Gordon's relentless storm of attacks, the Black Bear Soul Douluo lowered his proud head and roared for assistance.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The moment his cry rang out, five figures shot toward him from the distance. Their attire was nearly identical to his, and the eight soul rings on their bodies unmistakably signified their Soul Douluo-level strength.
"Old Black Bear, looks like you've grown weak with age!"
A voice laced with mockery rang out as the five figures landed behind the Black Bear Soul Douluo.
In truth, these Soul Douluo had noticed his predicament long ago. They had deliberately remained hidden, waiting for him to swallow his pride and call for help.
Wherever people existed, conflict was inevitable. That was an unchanging truth.
Within Spirit Hall, there were nearly fifty Soul Douluo-level powerhouses. However, there were only four seats for Platinum Bishops, the highest-ranking Soul Douluo positions.
With the death of the Platinum Bishop stationed at the Spirit Hall in Star Luo City by Tang Xiao's hammer, every Soul Douluo had their sights set on the now-vacant position.
Behind the scenes, they engaged in constant scheming and power struggles.
The fact that these five Soul Douluo had intervened before the Black Bear Soul Douluo had completely fallen was already an act of kindness.
The five Soul Douluo simultaneously activated their Martial Soul Avatars.
Without exception, they were all assault-type soul masters.
A tunnel dragon composed entirely of rock, a long sword with a blade shimmering in green light, and three ferocious tigers—one with a deep gray body, another with wings sprouting from its ribs, and the last engulfed in roaring flames—formed a siege around Gordon alongside the Black Bear Soul Douluo.
Seeing that the enemy intended to attack Gordon with a six-against-one strategy, several figures leaped down from the city walls to stand beside him.
They were Hagen, an eighty-eight-level Soul Douluo; Rhea, at eighty-seven; Rooney, at eighty-six; Quinn, at eighty-five; and Philo, at eighty-three.
Unlike the Soul Douluo of Spirit Hall, who had various color combinations for their soul rings, the six Soul Douluo of the Nine-Star Hall all had the optimal soul ring configuration, giving them an undeniable edge in momentum.
"Everyone, attack together! Take them down!"
Hagen, the strongest among the Six Soul Douluo of Nine-Star Hall, roared as the six of them charged forward, each selecting an opponent for a one-on-one battle.
Gordon once again faced off against the Black Bear Soul Douluo, his massive battle axe hacking down with overwhelming force, keeping his opponent at a complete disadvantage.
Rhea, whose martial soul was a spear, engaged in a fierce clash against the only weapon-type Soul Douluo among the enemies, their blades colliding in a shower of sparks.
Rooney lashed his whip, tightly coiling around the tunnel dragon and, with a single flick, hurled it far away.
Hagen, engulfed in flames, locked onto the enemy also wrapped in raging fire.
He pushed off from the ground with a tremendous burst of speed, streaking through the night like a red lightning bolt.
Philo, transformed into a wild wolf, glared at the gray tiger Soul Douluo with piercing eyes.
The tiger master felt a sudden chill down his spine, involuntarily shivering under Philo's predatory gaze.
Quinn, with a faint smile on his face, was as enigmatic as his Mandala Flower martial soul—mysterious and eerie.
A subtle, intoxicating fragrance had already filled the air, like a fine wine that lured one into a daze.
The flying tiger Soul Douluo's eyes grew hazy—he had clearly fallen under the influence of Quinn's ability.
"Eighth Soul Skill, Crimson Guillotine!"
The flying tiger Soul Douluo, utterly entranced by the Mandala Flower's scent, had completely forgotten to defend himself.
Quinn would not let such a rare opportunity slip by.
His eighth soul ring, a black ring faintly tinged with red, gleamed ominously.
Mandala Flowers rapidly condensed around the flying tiger Soul Douluo, gradually forming an enormous guillotine.
Countless petals, sharp as razors, cascaded down like a descending blade.
No one would have expected that the mesmerizing Mandala Flower could also possess such a deadly edge.
With a chilling snap, a burst of crimson light erupted.
The flying tiger Soul Douluo's body was severed cleanly, his head soaring through the air as a fountain of blood gushed forth, drenching the battlefield in a terrifying bloom of crimson.
"Eighth Soul Skill, Giant Axe Crush!"
As Quinn was finishing off his opponent, the battle between Gordon and the Black Bear Soul Douluo had also reached its conclusion.
Unleashing his eighth soul skill, Gordon's battle axe grew even larger, descending with a deafening roar.
A sickening crack echoed across the battlefield—bones shattered, blood sprayed in all directions.
The Black Bear Soul Douluo's body was cleaved in half by the razor-sharp battle axe.
(End of Chapter)
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