I really am a Titled Douluo

However, it wasn't over yet. The enormous skull, seemingly aware that its attack had been ineffective, immediately released green flames again, sweeping in from all directions...

Huang Si's pupils contracted as the fourth soul ring at his feet suddenly lit up, a massive golden shield appearing in front of him and quickly expanding into a phantom that protected everyone within it...

When the green flames touched the shield, they were blocked outside...

While enduring the burning of the green flames, Zi Yi suddenly let out a roar, and it became clear to everyone that his Martial Soul was a purple eagle!

"Sixth Soul Skill, Golden Eagle Sky Dance!"

The Ziyu Divine Eagle's sharp gaze swept around, rapidly flapping its wings...

Instantly, a purple storm erupted, ferociously attacking the enemies in range with both mental and physical assaults!

However, when it collided with the flames surrounding the skull ahead, it merely halted them!

This scene made Zi Yi's eyelids twitch, secretly commenting, "The person behind this is stronger than I imagined!"

His sixth soul skill couldn't even inflict the slightest damage!

From this, it was evident that they were not opponents on the same level!

With no other choice, he announced, "This opponent is strong, everyone attack together and we must find its weakness!"

The others, also recognizing the gravity of the situation, nodded and said, "Understood!"

As they finished speaking, they attacked the giant skull from all directions but, of course, to minimal effect.

Only Tang Wulin stood still, his gaze intensely focused on the giant skull...

After activating his Purple Demon Eyes, he could faintly perceive tendrils of energy constantly flowing into its body!

Calmly analyzing, he said, "This skull seems to be absorbing some type of energy! If we could use a penetrating single-target attack, it might just breach its defenses and cause its inner power to leak out!"

Noticing Zi Yi still lost in thought, he frowned and asked, "Huang San, what are you waiting for?"

Tang Wulin did not respond, but energized by the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, he once again released a resonant dragon's roar...

Without hesitation, he extended his right hand, and a Golden Dragon Spear, pulsating with golden light, miraculously appeared in his palm!

Clasping it firmly, he aimed the spear at the forehead of the skull and violently hurled it...

The Golden Dragon Spear, lightning-fast, hit its target precisely...

Seeing this, Zi Yi's face showed a trace of displeasure...

This Huang San, merely lucked out in breaking the illusion, and now he's becoming so arrogant!

Even he couldn't breach the skull's defenses; how could Huang San possibly...

But before he could finish his thought, his eyes widened in shock...

The other Yellow-class Fighters were equally astonished, staring incredulously at the Golden Dragon Spear lodged in the skull!

All being Yellow-class Fighters, the disparity was shockingly vast!

Tang Wulin didn't miss this excellent opportunity; his entire body burst forth with terrifying speed as he leaped into the air and fiercely kicked the backend of the Golden Dragon Spear...

This sudden intensified force caused the Golden Dragon Spear to instantly tear through the skull in front of him, which burst open like a balloon...

Ignoring the surprised expressions of the crowd, Tang Wulin urgently said, "Everyone, quickly leave, the evil Soul Master hiding in the shadows might have other tricks!"

He was able to handle this skull thanks to the piercing property of the Golden Dragon Spear, but next time, he might not be so lucky...

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Mo Zihong wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth and rapidly played the Curse Music Demon Zither, repelling the incoming Evil Soul Masters with one hit while saying weakly, "Cough, cough... was it still too much to handle?"

Nangong Yi gritted his teeth, "There are too many Evil Soul Masters, we won't last much longer!"

Jiang Zhanheng clenched his fists, "Damn it... Even if we die, we must get the message back. This is all a plot by the Holy Spirit Cult!"

Only the three War Gods and several Army members were still alive, as for the rest, they were evidently reduced to dry corpses and mutilated bodies on the ground!

The scene had reached an extreme level of bloodiness...

The leading Evil Soul Master surveyed them coldly as they were at the end of their tether, "Hehe... I told you before, why bother making yourselves suffer, being invited to join the Holy Spirit Cult was the greatest honor of your lives!"

"But, you clearly did not seize the opportunity!"

The other Evil Soul Masters added, "Exactly! If it weren't for our Sect Hierarch's order, you all would have died already!"

"It's just like blocking a car with a mantis arm, better to kill them outright. If we can absorb the blood essence and souls of a Hyper Douluo, our strength will surely increase dramatically!"

"Killing these members of the War God Hall has already advanced my Soul Power Rank by several levels, and this sensation is just too great!"

Jiang Zhanheng took a deep breath, his eyes showing a readiness for death, "There's no other way at this point, I'll break these prohibitions. You all must escape and send the message back to the War God Hall!"

Mo Zihong decisively refused, "No way, how could we possibly abandon our comrades!"

Nangong Yi also frowned, "If we live, we live together; if we die, we die together!"

Jiang Zhanheng was stunned, then gave a pained smile, "Hearing those words is worth it, but it's not your time to die yet, please!"

The next second, his seventh soul ring lit up...

Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!

In an instant, he violently tossed the Thunderflame Spear in his hand, which was emitting a cold gleam, into the air...

Visibly, the Thunderflame Spear's form began to swell massively, transforming into hundreds of meters long, covering half of the sky—the terrifying aura instantly spread everywhere...

Yet it was not over, his ninth soul ring lit up...

Ninth Soul Skill, Spear Breaks the Sky!

He leaped fiercely, merging with the hundreds of meters long spear, releasing a sound that seemed to tear the skies apart...

Directly hitting the sky's prohibitions, when the two collided, intense sparks erupted, causing the wild winds in the entire space to rage...

Soon, an Evil Soul Master noticed something was wrong, "Not good, this guy wants to attack the prohibitions, stop him!"

However, it was already too late!

"Merely a prohibition, break for me!"

As Jiang Zhanheng's roar resonated through the skies, the entire prohibition was successfully shattered by the spear, exploding like shattered glass...

Witnessing this scene, Nangong Yi shouted loudly, "Jiang Zhanheng!"

After using the Martial Soul True Body and the ninth soul skill, he would become extremely weak, indeed, he had no hope of surviving!

This was to carve out a slim chance of survival for the two of them!

Mo Zihong held back his words, "Stop talking and go! We can't waste the opportunity he fought for at the cost of his life!!"

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