Chapter 79: Tang Chen Awakens.
"This..."
The Slaughter King's face was filled with horror at the devastation in the city.
He knew full well that if the black hole continued to devour it, Slaughter City would be completely destroyed!
He immediately considered moving forward to stop it.
However, upon seeing Kui Yuan before him, he hesitated.
To him, Slaughter City was merely a vast blood bank.
Even if he lost it, he would only grieve for a short while.
But if he lost his life, it would be the end!
He began to contemplate how to break free from Kui Yuan's grasp and escape.
Elsewhere, Yang Ziyuan was gleefully devouring Slaughter City.
The next second, four fierce attacks suddenly struck from four directions, like four ferocious venomous snakes, aiming straight for his face.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan's lips curled up slightly in a disdainful sneer. He swung his left arm violently, unleashing a powerful force.
"Soul Bone Skill, Mysterious Crystal Guardian!"
With his deep shout, a brilliant light emanated from his body, quickly condensing into a Mysterious Crystal sphere that enveloped him completely.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
Four fierce attacks rained down on the Mysterious Crystal barrier, but they didn't cause any ripples.
They were like hitting an indestructible wall, easily deflected.
Yang Ziyuan stood within the Mysterious Crystal, his expression calm, unaffected in the slightest.
"Is this Soul Bone skill so powerful?"
Seeing this scene, the four people who had rushed over were stunned.
"So you're the Slaughter City's tributes?"
Upon hearing this, a middle-aged knight in armor spoke up. "No, I'm An Nuodong, captain of the law enforcement team. These three are the tributes you're referring to!"
"Hmph, An Nuodong, what are you talking about with that brat? If he dares to invade Slaughter City, he should be prepared for death! Finish him off quickly so we can divide the spoils!"
Seeing An Nuodong still had time to chat with Yang Ziyuan, a gray-robed elder snorted with impatience.
Clearly, he didn't believe Yang Ziyuan could withstand the simultaneous attacks of the four Titled Douluo.
Even if he were a Slaughter God, blessed with a high-quality spirit bone, he wouldn't be their match.
After Yang Ziyuan's death, his spirit bone might just be his.
After all, he was the highest-ranking and most experienced of the four, and he had also served in the defense of the city.
And he happened to be missing a bone in his left arm.
The Slaughter King would surely reward him with this spirit bone for his hard work and contributions.
Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but laugh at the other man's greed.
"Hey, hey, hey, stop drooling! I'm not dead yet! Old man, if you want my soul bone, you'll have to see how tough your teeth are. Don't end up breaking your teeth before you even get the soul bone!"
Upon hearing this, the gray-robed old man's eyes widened. "You sharp-tongued brat, I hope your bones become as tough as your teeth soon. Otherwise, I'll show you what it means to live a life worse than death!"
"I'll wait and see!"
"You!"
Seeing this, the gray-robed old man exclaimed in frustration, "Everyone, attack together and capture this brat!"
Although he wanted to kill Yang Ziyuan, the other man's martial spirit was too strange.
He was also afraid he might unleash some powerful spirit ability!
Therefore, he planned to surround and attack him.
That way, if he had any tricks up his sleeve, they could each take care of him.
Upon hearing this, the remaining two Titled Douluo nodded, simultaneously unleashing their martial spirits and charging towards Yang Ziyuan.
Looking at the four men charging towards him, Yang Ziyuan's lips curled into a wicked smile.
"Killing you four will complete more than half of my third divine test."
"Soul Bone Skill, True Dragon Nine-Strike Combo!"
With a loud shout, Yang Ziyuan emanated a powerful soul force from his right arm, surging like a volcanic eruption.
The next second, this soul force rapidly condensed in the air, transforming into a giant flaming dragon in the blink of an eye.
The enormous dragon was lifelike, emitting a fiery aura, as if it were truly alive.
Immediately, the flaming dragon opened its maw and let out a deafening roar. Then, with a flash of light, it transformed into nine flaming claws. With blazing flames and boundless pressure, it clawed at An Nuodong and his four companions like lightning.
Seeing this, An Nuodong and his companions' expressions instantly grew solemn.
They could sense the terrifying power contained in these claws; if struck, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Not good! These claws are incredibly powerful! Be careful!" the gray-robed elder shouted, alerting them.
Hearing the elder's words, everyone became extremely alert, not daring to neglect their guard.
They knew this battle was a matter of life and death; the slightest carelessness could lead to death.
So, everyone unleashed their best skills.
The gray-robed elder waved his hands, and a black light emanated from his hands, transforming into a massive, phantom claw.
"Ninth Soul Skill, Netherworld Ghost Claw!"
At the same time, the other three, unwilling to be outdone, unleashed their strongest soul skills.
"Ninth Soul Skill, Spear of Destruction!"
"Ninth Soul Skill, Demon Soul Weeps Blood!"
"Ninth Soul Skill, Night Demon Lightning Slash!"
For a moment, a dazzling display of soul skills intertwined in the air, creating a spectacular spectacle.
With a resounding explosion, two flaming dragon claws were successfully blocked by the soul skills of the gray-robed elder and his four companions.
However, the remaining seven flaming dragon claws remained undiminished, continuing to pounce upon the group.
Faced with this situation, beads of sweat formed on the gray-robed elder's forehead.
"Get out of the way! These dragon claws are beyond your and my ability to withstand!"
Hearing this, An Nuodong and the others hurriedly dodged.
However, the dragon claws seemed to have locked onto them, and no matter how they dodged, they could not escape their pursuit.
"Boom boom boom"
A moment later, An Nuodong and his four companions were transformed into a bloody mist amidst a series of explosions.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan shook his head and muttered, "Tsk tsk! How dare you covet my soul bone?"
After sighing, he increased the black hole's suction force again.
Without the Titled Douluo to block them, the remaining Fallen Soul Masters were sucked into the black hole one by one like lambs to the slaughter.
Soon after, Yang Ziyuan looked at the rubble beneath his feet and nodded with satisfaction.
He then rushed to support Kui Yuan.
Meanwhile, Kui Yuan had already beaten the Slaughter King to a pulp.
"Senior, please show mercy! If you spare me today, I will repay you with all my heart another day!"
The Slaughter King, traumatized by Kui Yuan's attack, shouted as he resisted his attacks.
However, Kui Yuan remained unmoved.
After all, as a Realm Spirit, she didn't need the other party's favor.
Unless, like Yang Ziyuan, the other party was the heir to the Goddess of Life.
But that was obviously impossible!
So, in Kuiyuan's eyes, the Slaughter King's promise was ridiculous!
Seeing Kuiyuan's indifference, the Slaughter King was helpless.
"You asked for this!"
With that, a red light immediately separated from the Slaughter King's body.
Then, the red light fled backwards in panic.
Seeing this, Kuiyuan was about to give chase when an old voice sounded in her ears.
"Did you save me?"
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