Chapter 238: You don't think you're the only ones in the world who know Soul Fusion Techniques, do you?
Just as the surrounding cheers were deafening, almost lifting the dome of the Papal Palace, and everyone thought the outcome was decided, and the Spirit Hall would undoubtedly defend its championship, the blue figure who had been standing motionless on the arena finally moved.
Tang Chuan simply took a step forward calmly.
Just one step.
But the instant his foot landed,
"Buzz!"
A deep buzzing sound seemed to be born from the void, instantly overwhelming the clamor of the entire arena!
Then, an unforgettable scene unfolded.
Six Soul Rings, not rising from his feet, but more like awakened primordial beasts, carrying an aura that sent shivers down one's spine, swept and spread directly from his body.
The first one, a deep purple! A thousand-year Soul Ring!
The second one, also purple! A thousand-year Soul Ring!
The third one, a deep, heavy black, seemingly capable of swallowing all light! Ten thousand years!
The fourth one, black! Ten thousand years!
The fifth one, black! Ten thousand years!
When the first five spirit rings, especially the three consecutive ten-thousand-year black spirit rings, appeared, the cheers from the entire arena seemed to be strangled by an invisible giant hand, instantly becoming sparse.
Countless fanatical faces froze, filled with incredulous astonishment.
However, this was not the end!
Right after the fifth black spirit ring.
The sixth spirit ring, with a light that made the heavens and earth pale, made a fierce appearance.
It was a color that could not be described in words, crimson as blood, dazzling as the sunset! The moment it appeared, it seemed as if even the sunlight dimmed a bit, and a vast, terrifying aura, carrying the tragic power of burning life and soul, swept across the entire square like a storm!
Red! A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring!
"Boom—!!"
If the cheers just now were a tsunami, then the deathly silence now was an abyss!
The entire Papal Palace Square, tens of thousands of people, seemed to collectively fall silent at this moment. The faces of the crowd were filled with extreme shock and bewilderment, as well as a fear that overturned their understanding.
Those who had been frantically shouting "Long live the Spirit Hall!" were now gaping, mouths agape, unable to utter a sound.
The powerful figures in the VIP seats abruptly rose from their seats, their pupils contracting, their gazes fixed on the blood-red spirit ring hovering above Tang Chuan, appearing as if a myth had descended.
On the high platform of the Papal Palace:
"A hundred thousand-year spirit ring, what a pity."
"However, even without the spirit ring, the spirit bone can be extracted!"
Bibi Dong, who had remained steadfast, now had slightly bulging veins on the back of her hand holding her scepter, while Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo behind her instinctively gasped.
Although Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and the others had already learned from the Pope and elders that Tang Chuan had advanced to Soul Emperor and obtained an unbelievable hundred thousand-year spirit ring, when that crimson spirit ring, seemingly formed from the lament of a spirit beast, truly shone on Tang Chuan, they finally understood the vast difference between knowing and experiencing!
That wasn't just a simple difference in color.
It was an absolute crushing force stemming from cultivation!
"Ugh..."
Looking at the crimson 100,000-year spirit ring on Tang Chuan's body, Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan, standing at the front, almost simultaneously groaned, their faces instantly turning pale.
They felt their released spirit power, before that crimson halo, was like a stream encountering a vast ocean—not only unable to budge it in the slightest, but instead, it was violently pushed back by that savage, tragic aura of pressure!
The four Soul Sect members behind them were even worse off.
Under the pressure of that crimson 100,000-year spirit ring, their breathing became difficult, their legs trembled uncontrollably, and even maintaining their Martial Soul Possession became somewhat difficult.
Just the six spirit rings released by Tang Chuan alone.
The invisible aura emanating from them was like a massive, towering mountain, forcefully shattering the spirit power wave created by the seven members of the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall. And it pushed back that suffocating pressure, unchanged, even doubled!
Just moments ago, the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation was so imposing, seemingly capable of crushing everything.
At this moment, before that proud and tragically beautiful crimson 100,000-year spirit ring, everything else seemed so pale and powerless, like a candle flickering in the wind, about to go out.
The situation on the arena underwent a stunning reversal the moment Tang Chuan revealed his spirit ring.
It was no longer the Spirit Hall using its power to suppress others, but Tang Chuan alone dominating the entire arena!
Although the pressure on the soul level brought by that 100,000-year spirit ring was like an undercurrent in the deep sea, making their soul power circulation slightly sluggish, Xie Yue, as the leader of the Golden Generation, his inner pride and his obsession with the glory of the Spirit Hall, forcibly suppressed the instinctive tremor.
He suddenly shook his head, temporarily dispelling the dazzling crimson color in his mind, a ruthless and resolute glint flashing in his eyes, his voice filled with arrogance:
"Hmph! So what if he's a Soul Emperor who only managed to obtain a 100,000-year spirit ring by sacrificing a soul beast? He's just a person with superficial cultivation!"
He stared intently at Tang Chuan, as if cheering himself and his companions on, his voice suddenly rising.
"Our Soul Fusion Skill—Enchanting Charm—has even defeated Soul Saints of over seventy levels! How could we be afraid of a mere show-off like you?!"
With that, Xie Yue abruptly turned his head and shouted at Yan, whose face was pale from the oppressive aura, "Yan! You and the others, hold off the rest of the Heavenly Path Academy! You don't need to win, just keep them occupied! Once Nana and I have dealt with this six-ring Soul Emperor with his hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring as quickly as possible, we'll come and help you sweep the field!"
Before Yan could reply, Xie Yue turned around without hesitation, opened his arms, and embraced Hu Liena, who had also come forward, tightly!
"Buzz—!"
In an instant, a dazzling red light erupted from the two of them!
This red light was different from the blood-red hue of the hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring; it was a more eerie, more alluring, peach-pink light that seemed to draw the soul away!
In an instant, the red light rapidly spread, twisted, and merged, completely engulfing Xie Yue and Hu Liena.
The next second, a unique energy field, distinct from the pressure of the spirit rings yet equally powerful, possessing both strong mental interference and physical attack attributes, began to rapidly form on the arena like a giant red mist!
The Spirit Hall's Golden Generation's greatest trump card, their ultimate reliance for confidently challenging opponents of higher levels—the Spirit Fusion Skill, Demonic Charm—was unleashed!
Where the red light spread, vision blurred, sound distorted, as if the entire arena had been pulled into a strange and dangerous alternate dimension. In the blink of an eye, the red light, like a sphere of light, rapidly swept and spread, encompassing nearly half of the arena and completely enveloping the Tianxing Academy members.
At this moment, Xie Yue and Hu Liena merged into one person.
A person with flowing long hair, whose gender was indistinguishable.
Its hair was blood red, and it held two moon blades magnified to twice their original size.
The most significant characteristic of this Spirit Fusion Skill was control.
Within the control range of the demonic skill, everyone's senses are reduced by 50%, their soul power is suppressed by 50%, and all actions are slowed by 50%.
It can be said that the opponent is instantly driven into a desperate situation.
The thick red mist is a special energy mixed with malevolence and illusion, in addition to the three negative effects. Most terrifyingly, within this red mist, only Xie Yue and Hu Liena, who use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, can see.
Unless one's mental strength is extremely strong, comparable to a Super Douluo, or one has consumed a divine product like the "Looking Through Autumn Water Dew," it's impossible to see anything.
Within the mist, the vision, hearing, and even soul power of the Tianxing Academy members are greatly weakened.
Only the demonic figure formed by the fusion of Xie Yue and Hu Liena, clad in red armor, mocks with a condescending tone:
"Within our Martial Soul Fusion Skill, senses are disabled, and soul power is suppressed! Tang Chuan, so what if you have a 100,000-year soul ring? Here, you are nothing but a lamb to the slaughter..."
However, before his confident and mocking words had even finished...
"Buzz—!"
An indescribable, pure, and noble golden light, like the rising sun, pierced through the thick fog and suddenly erupted from the location of the Tianxing Academy members!
The golden light was not scorching, but it carried a sacred aura that seemed capable of purifying everything and dispelling all evil and gloom!
It spread rapidly like mercury, or like an invisible domain, expanding outwards.
Wherever it passed, the thick, viscous, peach-colored fog hissed softly, like snow meeting the sun, before quickly melting and dissipating!
In the blink of an eye, centered on the point of the golden light's eruption, a large area of red fog was forcibly dispersed and purified, revealing the smooth surface of the arena and the clear figures of the Tianxing Academy members.
Immediately afterward, a clear and undeniable voice resounded across the newly cleared arena:
"You don't think you're the only ones in the world who know Martial Soul Fusion Techniques, do you?"
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