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"Not good! I can't see anything! And this strange black mist… it's actually corroding my soul power. I need to find a way out of here!"
The instant he was swallowed by the black fog, Ghost Leopard Douluo's expression changed drastically. Realizing something was wrong, he immediately gathered his soul power and darted backward at full speed, trying to escape the shrouding darkness.
But Dai Weisi had no intention of letting him go.
"Hmph, trying to run? Not a chance!" Dai Weisi sneered coldly at the fleeing silhouette of Ghost Leopard Douluo.
"Soul Bone Skill: Netherworld Clone!"
A dazzling light flared from the torso of the Star Luo Sacred Tiger, revealing a torso soul bone—the Netherworld Clone Torso Bone belonging to Zhu Zhuyun.
The moment Dai Weisi spoke, two identical Star Luo Sacred Tiger clones split off from his body, charging toward Ghost Leopard Douluo at lightning speed!
Unlike Zhu Zhuqing's fourth soul skill, Netherworld Shadow Clone, these Netherworld Clones possessed not only half the combat strength of the main body but could also use all of his soul ring abilities—and even fusion skills.
Aside from soul bone abilities, they lacked nothing compared to the true body.
Within just a few breaths, the two Netherworld Clones had already caught up, launching a fierce assault on Ghost Leopard Douluo inside the black fog.
Blinded in the mist, Ghost Leopard Douluo flailed like a headless fly, quickly losing his sense of direction. Meanwhile, the Netherworld Clones could lock onto him precisely, thanks to the Evil Eyes of Ice and Fire.
One clone raised its claw, slashing down like a spear, aiming straight for Ghost Leopard Douluo's chest. The strike was fast as thunder, ferocious as though it would pierce straight through his heart.
"Not good!"
A wave of crisis struck Ghost Leopard Douluo's heart. For an instant, he vaguely perceived the clone's figure and hastily surged his soul power, leaping aside just in time to barely avoid the fatal strike!
"Such a pity. The Netherworld Clones can't use soul bone skills. If they could activate Zhu Zhuqing's head bone and turn invisible, Ghost Leopard Douluo would have been gravely injured by now!"
Watching the battle between Ghost Leopard Douluo and the clones, Dai Weisi sighed inwardly. By now, he and his companions had already slipped into invisibility—not just their bodies, but even their auras completely concealed. With Ghost Leopard Douluo's mental strength, he could not sense them at all.
Much less now, when he was already fully occupied struggling against two relentless clones.
"There's no need to rush. The longer he remains inside this black fog, the faster his soul power will be consumed.
"Not to mention, he's maintaining Martial Spirit True Body and fighting against two clones at once. All I need to do is wait until his soul power is exhausted, then strike him down in one decisive blow!"
As time trickled by, Ghost Leopard Douluo's panic only grew.
"No… this damned mist really is corroding my soul power. If I don't find a way to escape soon, I'll end up like She Long…"
Grinding his teeth, he finally made a grim decision. "Looks like I'll have to use my ninth soul skill!"
His body blurred into an afterimage as he retreated further, the Netherworld Clones in relentless pursuit. At the same time, he secretly condensed power into his ninth soul ring.
In an instant, the pitch-black ninth soul ring erupted with dazzling brilliance!
Seeing this, Dai Weisi's heart jolted. He muttered, "So, he intends to unleash his ninth soul skill with a wide-range attack? Not stupid, at least. Hah!"
He let out a roar, and the Star Luo Sacred Tiger beneath him bellowed with an earth-shaking tiger's roar. Though it exposed his position, the risk was nothing compared to what he was about to unleash.
Seventeen soul rings soared into the sky. With Dai Weisi's fine control, they fused down into three, and then the three merged once more into a single radiant ring—an orange-gold soul ring shining brilliantly above the Star Luo Sacred Tiger's head.
At the same time, Ghost Leopard Douluo's ninth soul skill was fully unleashed.
"Ninth Soul Skill: Shadow of the Void!"
In an instant, countless black-striped ghost leopards materialized out of thin air. Each phantom was ferocious and bloodthirsty, roaring savagely. Though there were only dozens, the aura they exuded felt like the charge of an army of millions!
"Die!"
With a furious shout, the ghost leopard phantoms surged forward like a plague of locusts, baring fangs and claws, tearing mercilessly at the two Netherworld Clones.
Even suppressed by the fusion domain, Ghost Leopard Douluo's ninth soul skill remained formidable.
Like a tide of ravenous beasts, the ghost leopard phantoms overwhelmed the Netherworld Clones, tearing them apart in the blink of an eye.
But at that very moment, the invisible Star Luo Sacred Tiger, under Dai Weisi's control, had already closed in on Ghost Leopard Douluo!
"Fourth Soul Skill: White Tiger's Heaven-Shaking Roar!"
ROOOOAR—!
The Star Luo Sacred Tiger raised its head and unleashed a roar that shook the heavens. Terrifying sound waves swept across the battlefield like a storm, annihilating countless phantom leopards in an instant.
Boosted by ring fusion and the fusion domain, the Heaven-Shaking Roar's power had reached a level of sheer devastation.
The roar resounded like a tiger shaking the mountains, its might spreading to the very nine heavens!
Every ghost leopard phantom that touched the sonic waves instantly dissolved into mist, vanishing into nothing.
Even Ghost Leopard Douluo himself was caught within the deafening roar. The shockwaves crashed into him like a giant hammer striking every cell of his body!
Though he hurriedly condensed soul power to shield his organs, the terrifying force of the fused roar shattered his defenses in moments.
His blood churned, his bones cracked, his organs ruptured. A mouthful of blood spewed from his lips as his body convulsed in unbearable agony, completely immobilized beneath the overwhelming soundwaves.
Dai Weisi seized the opportunity. Controlling the Star Luo Sacred Tiger, he darted forward, striking Ghost Leopard Douluo from behind with a heavy claw—not to kill, but to knock him unconscious.
He then injected his own soul power into Ghost Leopard Douluo's body. This way, if Ghost Leopard Douluo dared to resist, their conflicting soul powers would clash violently within him.
As a mere mortal of flesh and blood, if opposing energies tore through him from the inside, he would either die from his body exploding or suffer grievous injuries.
Still not satisfied, Dai Weisi wrapped Ghost Leopard Douluo tightly with the Star Luo Sacred Tiger's tail, carrying him along as he strode out of the black mist.
Outside, Demon Bear Douluo and Spirit Kite Douluo were still locked in combat with Tang Xiao and the others, but they had been keeping an eye on the mist's interior.
The thunderous tiger's roar from earlier was impossible to ignore. Spirit Kite Douluo, recognizing it as Dai Weisi's soul skill, could not help but worry about Ghost Leopard Douluo's fate.
Under their stunned gazes, the Star Luo Sacred Tiger emerged from the dispersing fog—its tail carrying the limp, unconscious form of Ghost Leopard Douluo.
"What?! You actually captured Elder Ghost Leopard alive?!" Spirit Kite Douluo cried out in disbelief. Her exclamation immediately drew everyone's attention.
As their eyes fell on the scene before them, shock spread like wildfire.
The soul masters of Spirit Hall were especially aghast, their faces frozen in disbelief—Elder Ghost Leopard had actually been captured!
Sweeping his tiger eyes across the battlefield, Dai Weisi shouted with unshakable dominance:
"Elder Ghost Leopard has been captured by me. Surrender now, or face the same fate!"
(End of Chapter)