"Leaving so soon? Did you ask for my permission?"
Just when everyone thought the matter was settled, a figure clad in white robes appeared casually, blocking the path of the two Titled Douluo.
A playful yet teasing voice echoed throughout the valley.
The many competing teams looked at the white-robed figure in horror.
Was he seeking death? To dare block the way of Titled Douluo-level powerhouses—was he insane?
However, when Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi heard the voice, their expressions shifted—they recognized its owner.
A faint smile appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face. In a flash, he moved to stand among Tang San and the others.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin also took a few steps back, making room for what was about to unfold.
Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others found the voice somewhat familiar, yet for a moment, they couldn't recall who it belonged to.
"Who are you, that you dare meddle in our affairs?"
Ghost Douluo's expression turned grim. He felt an unprecedented pressure from this person—one he had only ever experienced from the Grand Worshipper before.
Exchanging a glance with Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, both instinctively circulated their soul power, growing wary.
"Oh? You just finished bullying my students, and yet you don't even recognize me?"
With a slow, deliberate motion, the figure removed his white robe, revealing his appearance—flowing silver hair and a signature radiant smile.
"Teacher Chen!"
Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others lit up with excitement, especially Ma Hongjun and Oscar, who now eyed Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo with barely concealed schadenfreude.
They knew all too well how strong Chen Xiaoming was. Titled Douluo? He might really be able to help them get their revenge.
Not far away, the Unrivaled Dragon Serpent couple watched with solemn expressions. Dragon Duke Meng Shu sighed softly, as if confirming his earlier suspicions.
Watching Chen Xiaoming standing before Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, Dragon Duke Meng Shu seemed to think of something and cast a rather sympathetic glance at the two.
"It's you!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's cold voice carried a hint of shock as he exclaimed upon seeing Chen Xiaoming's face.
Chen Xiaoming smiled faintly—so, the people of the Spirit Hall all knew him by now, huh?
"It seems the two of you recognize me. That makes things simple."
"Leave behind one soul bone, and I'll let one of you go. Leave behind two, and I'll let both of you leave. If you give me three, I'll pretend today's events never happened."
Arrogant—unbelievably arrogant! Soul bones were treasures that countless Soul Masters could only dream of obtaining, yet this man was not only stopping Titled Douluo, but outright extorting them for soul bones!
Everyone below was dumbfounded, staring at Chen Xiaoming in utter disbelief.
"Not a bad deal, right? Two soul bones in exchange for your lives—I'd say that's a bargain, wouldn't you?"
Chen Xiaoming raised two fingers, his gaze sharpening as his soul power spread out, further intensifying the oppressive force pressing down on Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
"You—you're going too far!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo had never suffered such humiliation before, let alone in the presence of Ghost Douluo. The two of them possessed a hidden trump card—their Martial Soul Fusion technique.
"Enough talk. Let's go!"
Ghost Douluo's expression turned cold as he let out a sharp shout. A completely different energy surged from his body compared to before.
Brilliant silver flames instantly erupted into the sky. At the same time, golden flames burst from Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's body.
In that moment, the nine soul rings on their bodies lit up simultaneously, their gold and silver flames intertwining into a mesmerizing display.
Facing each other, their hands clasped, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo merged in an instant. Their combined eighteen soul rings condensed into a massive gold and silver halo that silently expanded outward.
In an instant, the entire world seemed to be engulfed in a golden-silver glow. Time itself appeared to freeze.
Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo's physical forms vanished the moment the glowing halo was completed. The enormous ring of light continued to rise, expanding into a massive domain over a hundred meters wide.
Even the astonished Sword Douluo Chen Xin and the utterly stunned Tang San found themselves paralyzed—unable to move.
A Martial Soul Fusion Technique—one at the Titled Douluo level!
Tang San, Chen Xin, Flender, and Ning Fengzhi all instantly understood what was happening. But the realization only made it more shocking.
Especially Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo—they hadn't known that the Spirit Hall had such a powerful trump card hidden away.
If this terrifying Martial Soul Fusion Technique had been used in a surprise attack against the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi wasn't sure how they could have countered it.
"Now!"
Ghost Douluo's urgent voice rang out from within the golden-silver domain.
Hearing the command, Golden Eagle Douluo immediately sprang into action. His Martial Soul True Body shimmered as he shot toward Chen Xiaoming, his razor-sharp talons slashing down at his target's head.
"Not bad. This technique—it's called the Dual-Level Stasis Domain, right?"
Chen Xiaoming spoke calmly.
Inside the golden-silver ring, both Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo trembled in shock.
He knew the name of their Martial Soul Fusion Technique?!
"Unfortunately, it's still too weak."
Shaking his head, a faint spatial fluctuation spread out from Chen Xiaoming's body.
In an instant, the onrushing Golden Eagle Douluo was struck by the spatial shockwave and sent flying. His Martial Soul True Body shattered in midair, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The powerful wave of space distortion rippled outward, causing the hundred-meter-wide Dual-Level Stasis Domain to shudder violently.
"Pfft!" "Pfft!"
The golden-silver halo shattered instantly. As the light dissipated, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo reappeared—faces pale, blood trickling from the corners of their lips, eyes filled with sheer disbelief.
Their Martial Soul Fusion Technique—broken in a single move?
"Surprised?"
Chen Xiaoming asked softly.
With a single step, he vanished and reappeared before them in what seemed like instant teleportation.
Nine blood-red soul rings rose beneath his feet, exuding a terrifying soul power that engulfed both Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
Two crimson branches extended from Chen Xiaoming's hand, piercing straight through their foreheads.
"Remember—using a spatial domain against me was your biggest mistake."
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