Peerless Tang Sect's Splitting Claws Tearing the Sky

What kind of scene would it be like if a Titled Douluo displayed his martial soul's true body?

I didn't get to experience it fully the last time I fought against the Beast King, but now I have finally made up for that regret.

After reaching the seventh ring of a soul master, every major step up in strength is enough to cause a radical change in the soul's true form. If a Titled Douluo exerts his full strength, it can even reach a hundred meters. This is also a powerful weapon for high-level soul masters to suppress middle and low-level soul masters!

Facing a Soul King, Dark Cloud Douluo certainly would not use his strength to that extent, but the Dark Crow with a wingspan of more than thirty meters was no longer an ordinary martial soul avatar, and the sense of oppression it could bring was also extremely terrifying.

As soon as the huge monster, which was tens of meters long, appeared, it caused a strong wind on the scene, and even blew away the surrounding clouds, creating a vacuum zone.

Wuyun Douluo was certainly not hiding. In his opinion, there was no need to hide. The moment he forced himself to display his martial soul's true body, the outcome was doomed. At this moment, he didn't even care about the several bright lights rising in the sky.

"Boy, give up the thought of rescuing you. At this point, if I can't kill you within three breaths, I will kill myself here!"

The giant beast in the sky looked down at Ye Ming, and Dark Cloud Douluo's voice was also distorted a little along with the beast, but this could not stop Ye Ming from hearing the strong murderous intent in it.

On a slope not far away, Wang Yan and his group, who had just sent out the signal and had no time to breathe a sigh of relief, became nervous again because of this scene.

The black fog had already dissipated a lot, and with the appearance of the tens-meter-long giant beast Muran, how could they ignore it? However, the area below was still shrouded in fog, and even if Huo Yuhao tried his best, he couldn't see the specific situation. He could only worry, and Bei Bei beside him also silently clenched his fists...

Back on the field, with those murderous words echoing in his ears, Ye Ming, who was covered in scars, slowly raised his head and looked into the eyes of the giant beast. Not only was there no fear on his face, but a smile slowly appeared at the corners of his dry mouth.

"Old man, even though your seal failed, this is the opportunity you mentioned..."

At this point in the situation, it was clear that there were only two choices before him - fight or flight.

Ye Ming knew that after dragging it out for so long, even if he escaped with the reserve team, there would be a high probability that he would be safe, but fighting might really cost him his entire life and fortune.

But even so, even though he saw the giant beast swooping down with his own eyes, he still chose the former, and even threw the only hope of escape, the wrist guard soul guide in his hand, behind him... and at this time, the giant beast's sharp beak was less than ten meters away!

The hurricane force it brought had hit his face, cutting a narrow wound like a blade, but Ye Ming didn't care at all. His eyes were brighter than ever before.

After throwing that thing away, he felt relaxed all over, as if what he had thrown away was not a way out, but a set of shackles, invisible shackles.

Being so close to death for the first time, facing this unprecedented crisis, he once again felt the surge of blood and energy for the first time in a long time, an unprecedented surge, even with a hint of burning.

His mind was unusually clear, as if time had slowed down for a moment, allowing him to clearly observe the beast's sharp beak, its dark black feathers, and its eyes full of murderous intent... He also saw a figure in the beast's pupils, a 'burning' figure, like a golden torch, but he did not feel confused, because his heart was already filled with an idea.

——Kill it!

Wuyun Douluo instinctively sensed something was wrong. He discovered that the young man was burning, literally burning. The majestic blood energy collided with the hurricane and instantly ignited to form a golden torch. The richness of the blood energy was even higher than that of some high-level spirit masters he had seen!

Despite this, this was not enough to shake his determination to attack. Instead, he moved even faster, and his target was the boy's heart. With this strike and at this distance, he was sure to kill Ye Ming. He even had an illusion of the boy being torn into pieces, until a giant golden palm tore through the illusion and came towards him.

boom--

A loud thunder suddenly exploded in the night sky, waking up the people on the hillside. At this moment, their faces were all stunned, no longer filled with fear but unprecedented shock!

The scene just now kept repeating before their eyes. The black crow beast rushed towards the ground with panic, and at the target, wisps of golden light pierced through the black fog, and a melodious and wild roar sounded along with thunder.

Then they clearly saw a giant beast covered in golden flames roaring to the sky. Its voice shook the whole area and it stepped on a golden world.

Wang Yan looked at the scene with a flushed face, muttering a few words over and over again.

"Martial Soul True Body..."

"No, that's impossible! Don't try to fool me, kid!"

The black crow beast that was knocked flying also steadied its body, its huge pupils full of disbelief. How could a Soul King burst out such power? That was definitely not the true form of its martial soul, because the beast that suddenly appeared had begun to dissipate.

No, to be more precise, it melted and turned into thousands of rays of light converging at one point. Then it vaguely heard two words coming from the other side.

"Ka-lai——!"

The Black Crow beast was finally moved again, and a dark golden figure appeared among the countless lights. His three-meter-tall body was naturally nothing compared to the behemoth of tens of meters, but the strange armor he wore was the real source of what moved Dark Cloud Douluo!

The armor was not complete, at least the two arms and the head were exposed, but the fierceness and terrifying fluctuations it exuded were enough to make a Titled Douluo alert.

Ye Ming stood in the sky, at the same height as the black crow's true body. He could feel many eyes focused on him at this moment, but he just slowly opened his eyes, as calm as a still pond.

"Old man, you said before that you would kill me within three breaths?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his right palm and even his forearm changed. Five sharp blades extended to his knees, but when they were gently scratched, a slight cracking sound was made.

Wuyun Douluo was silent for a moment. He no longer cared about the oath he had made before, and naturally did not care about the other party's provocation. But after seeing a stream of light coming rapidly in the distance, he looked at Ye Ming deeply, and then fled to the west without looking back.

Ye Ming had no intention of chasing after him. He silently watched as Dark Cloud Douluo's figure completely disappeared from his sight. Then he turned around, and after confirming that it was Dean Xian Lin'er who came, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his body fell straight down with that breath.

"I've held on for so long, and I was thinking about pretending a little longer...Will you get a concussion after falling from such a height?"

The wind was whistling in his ears, and his consciousness gradually fell into the abyss like his body. Ye Ming's only worry did not come true. He vaguely felt that he fell into someone's arms.

Mmm, soft...