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With a deafening tiger's roar soaring to the heavens, Dai Weisi's domineering words thundered through the skies, sweeping across the entire battlefield.
All eyes turned toward the Star Luo Sacred Tiger. When they saw the bisected She Long and the captured Ghost Leopard Douluo, the White Tiger Legion soldiers brandished their spears and fired their repeating flintlock rifles, shouting in unison, their morale surging like a blazing inferno.
"His Highness the Crown Prince! Invincible in valor!"
"His Highness is undefeatable!"
"His Highness…"
No one knew who roared first, but in an instant the White Tiger soldiers echoed the cry, chanting Dai Weisi's name with fervor. Their morale soared, their ferocity magnified; like tigers and wolves unafraid of death, they charged toward the Spirit Hall soul masters, venting their fury in relentless assaults.
Seeing this, Dai Weisi also roared:
"Warriors of the White Tiger Legion! Exterminate these invading enemies! I, Dai Weisi, swear to the heavens—anyone who dares fight bravely shall be rewarded! Today is the day to make merit, to earn titles and glory! Kill them all!"
"Charge!"
With Dai Weisi's promise, the White Tiger soldiers fought like men possessed, their spirits ignited as if blood-boiled. The roar of gunfire and the thunder of grenades never ceased.
Bombarded by tens of thousands of incendiary shells, the Spirit Hall forces suffered catastrophic losses in an instant. Thousands of Soul Kings and Soul Emperors were ignited, becoming fireballs before turning to ash.
These shells and grenades were like Death's scythe, greedily harvesting the lives of Spirit Hall's soul masters. Of the ten thousand Spirit Hall troops, after days of brutal battles, fewer than four thousand remained.
And as the White Tiger soldiers continued their relentless bombardment, the casualties multiplied exponentially!
The White Tiger soldiers' fighting spirit ignited the pride and fervor in the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect. Their blood boiled as they swung their mighty Clear Sky Hammers, striking the Spirit Hall troops with crushing force, venting days of humiliation and rage, and showing the world the might of the number-one sect.
The Spirit Hall army, after losing two Titled Douluo, fell into despair. With the White Tiger soldiers and Clear Sky disciples attacking from both flanks, they were forced into an extremely passive state!
Chaos reigned as the three armies clashed. A squad of White Tiger cavalry—armored, wielding halberds, riding black-scaled warhorses—charged across the iron-chain bridge, rampaging like a storm through the enemy ranks.
Their repeating flintlocks erupted again and again, bullets piercing through the chaos, reaping the lives of soul masters.
This squad of merely twenty White Tiger cavalrymen astonishingly broke through to the rear of the Star Luo Sacred Tiger. Raising their repeating rifles, they aimed at Lingyuan Douluo and fired.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Twenty bullets thundered forth like lightning, tearing through the air with whistling winds, swooping down like a swarm of locusts!
Yet Lingyuan Douluo, an Elder of Spirit Hall, was worthy of her title. The moment she sensed the overwhelming killing intent behind her, she turned sharply, glanced at the knights, and sneered coldly.
"Hmph. Mere mortals, and you dare challenge a Titled Douluo? Do you think such toys can take my life? Fourth Soul Skill—Surging Heatwave!"
Her fourth soul ring flared brilliantly. Lingyuan Douluo spread her slender arms, flames roaring upon them until they transformed into blazing wings of fire. She soared upward, scorching heat sweeping across the battlefield.
With a single flap of her fiery wings, the bullets evaporated midair, while a blistering wave of heat surged toward the White Tiger cavalry!
Seeing that wave about to incinerate his men, Dai Weisi could not stand idle. Controlling the Star Luo Sacred Tiger, he flashed forward like a phantom, shielding the soldiers.
"Roar!"
The Sacred Tiger bellowed furiously, forcefully withstanding Lingyuan Douluo's fourth soul skill. To Dai Weisi, who had consumed the Fiery Apricot, her fire abilities were useless—even in the state of Martial Soul Fusion.
Dai Weisi commanded:
"Retreat! Battles between Titled Douluo are not for you to meddle in. Leave this woman to me!"
"By your command, Your Highness!"
The knight captain dared not disobey, immediately leading his squad away to slaughter more of Spirit Hall's forces.
"Damn it! What is with this brat's domain? My Fire Lark martial soul actually fears his—my strength can't even manifest properly!"
Lingyuan cursed bitterly. Trapped within Dai Weisi's fusion domain, she could only wield half her true power.
"Snake Spear Douluo is dead, Ghost Leopard Douluo is my prisoner. Elder Lingyuan, will you still resist?" Dai Weisi demanded.
"Surrender, bind yourself, and that is the only way you live!"
"Not necessarily!" Lingyuan Douluo roared, surging with soul power as her ninth soul ring burst into light.
Dai Weisi narrowed his eyes. He knew she was preparing to unleash her full strength, desperate for a final stand.
"Ninth Soul Skill—Explosive Strike!"
Lingyuan Douluo transformed into a blazing Fire Lark, circling high above. Torrents of searing soul power erupted, flames engulfing her body. The cold wind blew against her sultry frame, but instead of extinguishing the flames, it only made them blaze fiercer. She became like a fiery phoenix, diving straight at the Star Luo Sacred Tiger!
Seeing her reckless charge, Dai Weisi's expression shifted in alarm.
"Not good! This madwoman means to perish with me! I'll have to use the Thousand-Jun Battle Armor…"
He had no wish to reveal the existence of his hundred-thousand-year soul bone, but the situation forced his hand.
"Soul Bone Skill…"
"Eighth Soul Skill—Impenetrable Fortress! Ha!"
Just as Dai Weisi was about to summon the Thousand-Jun Battle Armor, the Seventh Elder of the Clear Sky Sect—Lieyang Douluo—suddenly leapt forward, releasing his eighth soul skill. His soul power condensed into a protective barrier that intercepted Lingyuan Douluo's ninth soul skill!
"Lieyang Douluo, you again!"
"Heh. A group of Titled Douluo ganging up on three youths—don't you think that's going too far?" The Seventh Elder chuckled.
"Your Highness, I've pinned her down. Strike quickly!"
"Good! Double Nether Stab!"
Two yellow soul rings flashed. The Star Luo Sacred Tiger's speed surged like lightning, flashing behind Lingyuan Douluo. Its golden claws shone like spears, thrusting forward with a piercing howl.
"Darkgolden Terror Claw!"
Squelch!
The devastating blow pierced straight through Lingyuan Douluo's abdomen with unstoppable force.
But it was not over. The Sacred Tiger raised its other claw, poised to finish her off. Just as it struck again, a colossal figure blocked the way.
"Stop! Fourth Soul Skill—Brutal Bear Possession!"
It was the Savage Bear Douluo. With his massive body and thick flesh, he forcefully shielded Lingyuan from the lethal strike.
She Long was already dead, Ghost Leopard Douluo captured—no matter what, Lingyuan Douluo could not be allowed to fall. Though she narrowly escaped with her life, she was still gravely wounded by the Star Luo Sacred Tiger.
(End of Chapter)