Chapter 17: A Divine Fusion
Although Qin Xuan's attack was not fatal, it was enough to ignite anger in Chrysanthemum Douluo's heart. Seeing him use this move, Ghost Douluo, whose face was shrouded in darkness, changed his expression and exclaimed, "Chrysanthemum, are you crazy?"
As his partner in the Martial Soul fusion technique, Ghost Douluo knew about the Broken Chrysanthemum Spear. It was Chrysanthemum Douluo's only self-created Soul skill. It required a lot of Soul power and could only exert less than 40% of his body's strength. Objectively, the move was almost useless. However, with his level 89 Soul power, the Broken Chrysanthemum Spear was comparable to the strongest attack of a Soul Emperor.
This move could be catastrophic for Qin Xuan, who was only a Soul King and couldn't use Soul skills. Ghost Douluo was worried that if something unexpected happened, both Qin Xuan and Chrysanthemum Douluo would suffer.
"Don't worry, old ghost, I haven't been carried away by anger yet. I will hold back at the critical moment," Chrysanthemum Douluo replied, his eyes blood red. He looked straight at Qin Xuan. "Qin Xuan, the power of this move is comparable to the sixth Soul skill of a peak attack-type Soul Emperor. You should give up now."
"I also have a move, a self-created Soul skill based on my first Soul skill, "Sword Breaking the Sky." It's called "Across All Directions." Please give me some advice, Senior Chrysanthemum," Qin Xuan lied without blushing. He held the long sword horizontally in his right hand, raised his left index fingers, and lightly stroked the blade.
After fighting a level 89 Soul Douluo, he had very little Soul power left. He had only mastered the horizontal swordsmanship initially, so it consumed a lot of Soul power. This next move would be his last.
Invisible red airflow appeared, gathered around him, and finally turned into a fire dragon that coiled around him.
Roar!
A fire dragon roared. The next second, something that shocked everyone, including Qin Xuan himself, happened. Jiang Mo, one of Qin Xuan's teachers, who was standing next to Qian Daoliu, felt the blood-red Coiling Dragon Stick in his hand tremble violently. The Everbright Sword in Qin Xuan's hand trembled at the same time.
A few seconds later, the fire dragon summoned by Qin Xuan's "Across All Directions" lost control and flew toward Jiang Mo. The Evil-Breaking Dragon sealed in the Coiling Dragon Staff seemed to come to life, wrapping around the staff and breaking free from the shackles of Jiang Mo, a level 96 Super Douluo.
The Vermilion Bird sealed in Qin Xuan's Martial Soul also came out of the Everbright Sword and flew toward the Coiling Dragon Staff. The two became intertwined. At that moment, four words appeared in everyone's minds: Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
"It's really successful," even Qianjun Douluo, who was calm by nature, couldn't help but exclaim. Before this, they had failed every time they tried to fuse their Martial Souls. They believed they could only succeed when Qin Xuan was promoted to Titled Douluo. Unexpectedly, they would fuse today because of Qin Xuan's self-created Soul skill.
"Jiang Mo, Qin Xuan, this is a critical opportunity! Let's fuse our Martial Souls quickly!" Qianjun Douluo urgently reminded.
"Haha, okay!" Feeling the pull of Soul power on Qin Xuan's body, Jiang Mo smiled wildly and jumped from the high platform. He arrived in front of Qin Xuan in the blink of an eye and opened his arms. "Come on, Xuan'er, let's see how far our Martial Souls can fuse."
"Uh," Qin Xuan's face turned pale at the thought of merging with a man, and he suddenly felt sick to his stomach.
Seeing Qin Xuan's delay, Qianjun Douluo thought he was frightened and reminded him sternly, "Qin Xuan, hurry up! This opportunity cannot be missed and will rarely come back."
"Uh," Qin Xuan's face twitched violently as he looked at Jiang Mo, who was over 2 meters tall and a head taller than him. "It's over, my virginity is going to be gone," he thought, closing his eyes and shedding tears of regret.
Just as the two were about to collide, a bright white light emerged between them and spread, temporarily blinding everyone in the Elder Hall.
When the light faded, a strange, tall figure appeared. The man was about 2 meters tall, with a cold and handsome face that was a mix of Qin Xuan and Jiang Mo. He was dressed in red with white hair, fire-red dragon scales on his chest and arms, fire dragon horns on his shoulders, and interwoven white bones on his chest.
The Everbright Sword and the Coiling Dragon Stick had merged into a 2.5-meter blood spear. The spearhead resembled the sword's blade, while the handle was the stick. The pattern on the spear's surface was a lifelike Vermilion Bird intertwined with the Evil-Breaking Dragon.
The man subconsciously raised his head and stretched out his hand. The blood spear spun in the air before falling into his grip. As the spearhead, smooth as a mirror, reflected his face, a cry of surprise rang out: "Fuck! Isn't this Black Dragon Sky? No, the clothes are red, so it should be Red Dragon Sky!" It was Qin Xuan's voice.
At that moment, an aura unique to a Titled Douluo above level 97 burst out, spreading in a wave of energy. With the man in red at the center, the ground collapsed, rocks flew, and the entire Elder Hall shook violently.
Chrysanthemum and Ghost, who had the lowest Soul power, were instantly blown away. Even the four Elders—Qianjun, Guang Ling, Lion, and Qingluan—had to take a few steps back to stabilize themselves. Only Qian Daoliu, a level 99 Soul Douluo, and Golden Crocodile Douluo, a level 98, were unaffected.