Zhao Feng struck out at the same time. His Divine Conviction Battleaxe cleaved out a massive golden axe-glow that contained the condensed power of conviction from countless heroic spirits, slashing straight toward the Void black mist gathered by the Void Sovereign.
Boom—!
The golden axe-glow and the Void black mist collided fiercely, unleashing an ear-shattering explosion. A massive shockwave spread instantly, causing the entire Void Desert to tremble violently. Countless huge chasms split open across the ground, debris filled the sky, and even the space in mid-air fractured with enormous cracks. Under the corrosion of the Void black mist, the golden axe-glow gradually dimmed before finally dissipating within the dark fog. However, the black mist was also weakened by the strike, its might significantly reduced.
"You think you can stop me with this meager amount of power?" The Void Sovereign sneered. With a push of his palm, the weakened Void black mist still carried world-destroying force as it surged toward Lin Mo and Zhao Feng. At the same time, he waved his hand, signaling endless Void creatures to charge toward the Soul Masters' defense lines like a tidal wave. A brutal, tragic war had officially erupted.
Lin Mo's figure flashed as he positioned himself in front of everyone. His Holy Angel Abyssal Dragon Emperor Martial Soul operated at full capacity, all nine soul rings lighting up simultaneously.
He activated his first soul skill, "Dragon Emperor's Roar."
A deafening dragon's cry shook the heavens and earth as blue dragon aura converged into a roaring torrent that charged at the Void black mist, colliding with it once again. This time, the dragon aura was infused with the power of the Angel, granting it an extreme restraining effect against the Void black mist. Under the scouring of the dragon aura, the black fog continuously melted away and weakened.
Meanwhile, Zhao Feng led the top-tier Titled Douluos of the Void-Suppressing Army in a charge against the high-tier Void creatures. With every swing of his Divine Conviction Battleaxe, a massive golden axe-glow was unleashed.
Wherever the glow passed, Void creatures were purified one after another, dissipating into wisps of black smoke. One Void behemoth, dozens of yards tall, opened its massive maw and spewed a pitch-black corrosive liquid at Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng's eyes narrowed as the power of conviction around him erupted, forming a golden shield. The corrosive liquid splashed against the shield with a sizzling sound; the shield flickered violently but never shattered.
"Die!" Zhao Feng roared. He leaped into the air, raising the Divine Conviction Battleaxe high, and activated his ninth soul skill, "Conviction's Judgment."
The golden axe-glow instantly swelled, transforming into a giant axe dozens of yards long that cleaved down toward the Void behemoth's skull. The giant axe fell in a flash of golden light. The Void behemoth let out a blood-curdling shriek as its head was instantly shattered. Its massive body gradually dissolved under the purification of the divine power, ultimately turning into a wisp of black smoke that vanished into the air.
On the battlefield, the sounds of slaughter, battle cries, and roars were everywhere. The Soul Masters fought to the death against the Void creatures. Every single one of them fought with all their might; even if they were severely wounded or their soul power was completely depleted, they would absolutely not take a single step back.
There were young Soul Masters who, to protect their comrades, unhesitatingly used their own bodies to block the Void creatures' attacks. As their bodies were eroded by the Void power and gradually turned transparent, they still mustered their last ounce of strength to launch a final strike, slaying the Void creatures beside them.
There were Titled Douluos who, to halt the assault of high-tier Void creatures, burned their own soul rings, erupting with power far beyond their limits to perish together with the enemy. Their souls transformed into beams of golden light that merged into the power of conviction, providing more faith, continuing to guard this land.
The battle between Lin Mo and the Void Sovereign was intense to the absolute limit. The Void Sovereign continuously unleashed immense Void power; countless pitch-black Void rays and Void blades rained down on Lin Mo.
Every single attack could easily tear through space, possessing boundless might. Relying on the power of the Holy Angel Abyssal Dragon Emperor, Lin Mo constantly evaded and counterattacked. His interwoven blue-and-gold soul power morphed into sharp blades and shields of light, fending off the Void Sovereign's assaults. At the same time, he ceaselessly released the power of the Angel to purify the surrounding Void black mist, attempting to weaken the Void Sovereign's strength.
"Angel's Punishment!" Lin Mo bellowed, activating his sixth soul skill. The Heart of the Angel erupted with dazzling golden light, and countless golden arrows of light shot forth from the radiance like a torrential downpour, barraging the Void Sovereign. Wherever the arrows passed, the Void black mist dissolved one after another, and spatial rifts gradually healed. Every arrow that struck the Void Sovereign left a golden wound. Although the wounds were quickly repaired by the Void power, they still caused the Void Sovereign's aura to weaken by a fraction.
"Despicable!" The Void Sovereign roared in fury. The Void black mist around him surged instantly, transforming into a colossal pitch-black palm that slammed down viciously toward Lin Mo. As the palm descended, space contorted violently, as if intending to completely devour him. Lin Mo's expression grew grave as he fully fused his Dragon Emperor Origin with the power of the Angel, activating his ninth soul skill: "Holy Dragon Angel Break." The interwoven blue-and-gold soul power converged into a colossal pillar of light that charged straight toward the pitch-black palm.
Boom—!
The pillar of light and the pitch-black palm collided fiercely. A massive shockwave instantly engulfed the entire battlefield, sending countless Soul Masters and Void creatures flying, severely wounded. Lin Mo was forced back dozens of steps by the shockwave. Blood spilled profusely from the corners of his mouth, the soul power around him fell into chaos, and the phantom of the Holy Angel Abyssal Dragon Emperor dimmed slightly. The Void Sovereign didn't fare well either; his pitch-black palm was pierced by the light pillar, and endless Void black mist dissipated. His figure became somewhat ethereal, and his aura weakened once more.
"Lin Mo!" Seeing Lin Mo injured, Zhao Feng's heart tightened with urgency. He wanted to rush over to support him but was entangled by several high-tier Void creatures, unable to break free. With a furious roar, he erupted with all his soul power. The Divine Conviction Battleaxe cleaved out multiple golden axe-glows, slaying every Void creature around him before he charged toward Lin Mo's position.
"Don't worry about me! Hold the defense lines, protect the civilians and the young students!" Lin Mo shouted to Zhao Feng while simultaneously circulating his soul power to heal his injuries. He knew he could not fall; he was the continent's strongest expert, the hope of all Soul Masters. If he fell, the entire battlefield would completely collapse, and the Douluo Continent would plunge into a crisis of annihilation.
Zhao Feng gritted his teeth. He knew Lin Mo was right; he could not leave the defense line. Otherwise, countless Void creatures would breach their defenses and harm the civilians and young students in the rear. He turned around and charged back into the fray against the high-tier Void creatures, his eyes growing even more resolute. He had to wipe out these Void creatures as quickly as possible so he could go reinforce Lin Mo.
The battle on the battlefield grew increasingly tragic. Soul Master casualties continued to mount. Soldiers of the Void-Suppressing Army fell in waves, yet fresh troops constantly charged forward to fill the gaps. The younger generation of Soul Masters grew rapidly through the crucible of combat. From their initial fear and inexperience, they became brave and composed. Every skirmish amassed rich experience, and every slain Void creature elevated their strength. Bearing the will of the heroic spirits and the teachings of their mentors in their hearts, they used their youth and hot blood to protect this land.
Among them was a young Soul Master named Su Chen. He was a top-tier student of the Heroic Spirits Academy, possessing a Martial Soul called the "Light Dragon Hawk." Endowed with extraordinary talent and having cultivated for a millennium, he had now reached the realm of Titled Douluo.
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