Chapter 219: Tang San vs. Bibi Dong (Part 2)

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Though Tang San, under the influence of the fusion rings, unleashed the full power of his soul rings, achieving the Martial Soul True Body Armor...

...coupled with Nine Hao's Armor Transformation, elevating his own strength to ninety-eight ranks.

However, the fusion between life and destruction indeed posed significant issues. If not for the fact that Xuantian Gong is a Taoist cultivation method, promoting harmony and balance, combined with the synchronous movement of the three major dantians, harmonizing these two energies, Tang San felt he would burst and perish instantly.

As for the issue of the inability to simultaneously use the twin martial souls?

That wasn't a problem for Tang San.

When martial souls were newly awakened, it was possible for both to manifest simultaneously. The reason people believed twin martial souls couldn't be used concurrently was due to the nature of the soul power cultivated through martial soul practice.

As the natures of the two martial souls were opposite, their soul powers couldn't naturally interoperate and required conversion.

The conversion process took time, hence giving the impression that twin martial souls couldn't be used simultaneously.

Furthermore, only owners of twin martial souls needed to consider whether their bodies could withstand attaching nine rings of over ten thousand years to the second martial soul.

For Tang San, neither of these points was a concern. After all, his soul power mainly stemmed from cultivating Xuantian Gong. Though he dabbled in meditation techniques, it wasn't his primary method.

Moreover, Tang San believed that the rarity of twin martial soul owners would lead to numerous flaws in past research on twin martial souls. In historical records, the number of twin martial soul owners didn't exceed five.

Currently known were Bibi Dong, Tang San, the deceased Huo Yuhao (because he became a "soul beast," strike that), and one recorded case: the body couldn't withstand the attachment of a second ring, leading to eventual burst and death.

Moreover, after Austin Griffin possessed Tang San's Sky Hammer, gaining true autonomy, it somewhat alleviated Tang San's pressure.

"Pope, how about a battle in the sky?" Tang San said, then soared into the air, employing his formidable soul power to unleash the Sky Flight technique, traversing the empty space.

This wasn't just the power of Sky Flight but the integration of the qi, blood, soul power, and spiritual energy from the three major dantians, forming a miniature world within the body, resonating with the vast external world, thus naturally standing in the void.

In reality, as long as one mastered the method and condensed a soul core, even at the Saint Soul stage, they could tread the void and control the wind.

However, in this era, flying wasn't an easy feat. Even for Titled Douluos, unless their martial soul could fly or they possessed soul skills or bones related to flight, they would waste soul power supporting themselves against gravity.

In summary, the utilization of soul power by soul masters in this era was still at a primitive stage, focusing solely on accumulation rather than considering the subtlety of its application.

Titled Douluos were no exception.

Nevertheless, Tang San believed that someone as strong as Bibi Dong should be able to discern some of his flying techniques.

Sure enough, Bibi Dong also took flight, and the fluctuations of soul power around him, initially turbulent, stabilized, even subtly harmonizing with the surrounding air.

"You've taught me a lesson. I didn't expect there could be such a method for flying, using the surrounding airflow to generate upward force. It's truly ingenious!" Bibi Dong increasingly admired Tang San. Then, grayish aura surged around him, darkening the sky.

"I'm flattered, Your Holiness. You're also incredibly talented, learning so quickly," Tang San modestly smiled, his blue-gold soul power surging, counterbalancing the gray aura.

As the two energies collided, they continued to spread outward from the mountainside, nearly covering the entire Spirit City. An invisible pressure stifled everyone, even newborn babies ceased their cries, only daring to breathe silently.

Hum—

The earth trembled, and the gray and blue-gold colors in the sky instantly contracted, enveloping the two individuals, launching into a fierce collision.

Bang!

Thud!

Boom!

On the ground, people could no longer discern the movements of the two figures. They could only see two streams of light continuously colliding in the air, emitting flashes of blue and gray lightning.

Two of these lightning bolts intertwined and struck downward, sweeping over the buildings near the Spirit Hall, instantly shattering them.

Fortunately, at this moment, everyone was spectating outside the "Douluo Continent" arena...

But at this moment, everyone felt their scalps tingling, realizing that staying in place to watch was an extremely unwise choice. Even though the two were battling in the sky, the aftermath could still cause severe injuries or even fatalities.

Ning Fengzhi murmured, "With such strength, even if it's not at the Hundredth Rank, it's no different from the legends for us."

Ninety-eight ranks, and they're this formidable!

The Sword Douluo recalled his own father, a ninety-seventh rank powerhouse, only defeated by that elder of the Elder Hall... Is a one or two rank difference so significant?

A hint of yearning arose in the Sword Douluo's heart...

Above the sky, Tang San and Bibi Dong saw the aftermath of their respective attacks hitting the ground, destroying a building, prompting them to fly upward again.

"Pope, I accidentally damaged a building. Do I need to compensate?" Tang San asked in a negotiable tone.

"Of course."

Bibi Dong's mood was good. The direct combat made her feel the long-lost excitement—there was a time when she also yearned for such exhilarating battles, rather than spending most of her life in the Spirit Hall, dealing with mundane matters, or engaging in numb slaughter in places like the City of Slaughter.

Therefore, she played along with Tang San's joke, responding in jest.

"I don't have that much money." Tang San naturally wasn't lacking in funds, but that building wasn't damaged by him alone.

"It's okay, you can compensate me." Bibi Dong said something ambiguous, but in this high altitude, only they could hear each other's conversation.

"In that case, Your Holiness isn't just an uninteresting person who pursues power," Tang San said, his life force erupting.

Bibi Dong also clenched her fist, condensing death energy, colliding with it.

Boom!

Life and death intertwined, revival and decay rotated.

The circulation of the two energies almost formed a unity, complementing each other.

It was at this moment that Ilyos took action, his divine consciousness intruding into Bibi Dong's body, finding her second martial soul: the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor.

"This disgusting amalgamation of souls is truly maddening!"

In Ilyos's gaze, the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor's martial soul was covered in numerous human faces, wailing and struggling, trying to break free, constantly conveying resentment and malice.

Bibi Dong couldn't perceive this herself, but in the presence of Ilyos, the god of death and master of death divine arts, nothing was hidden.

"However, it's also fortunate that this violent devouring couldn't obliterate the soul fragments," Electrolux carefully examined those faces, sensing the corresponding aura. Finally, he found one face that resembled Xiao Wu's, emitting a faint aura of the Soft Boned Rabbit.

"Come out!"

Raising his hand, the strand of divine consciousness constructed a magical pattern, peeling the fragmented soul from the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, completely unnoticed by it.

After sealing Xiao Wu's mother's soul in a constructed prison for storing souls, Electrolux looked at the twisted faces on the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor and laid out gray magical patterns on them, murmuring to himself, "In this way, these swallowed souls can be slowly digested by the martial soul. In the future, this little girl only needs a vessel that can bear resentment or create some secret method to utilize resentment, which can perfectly resolve the flaw of resentment affecting her personality."

"By the way, does this count as strong-arming?"

"Moreover, exchanging a soul for one of my interventions seems a bit unfair."

Then, Electrolux found the soul bone of the Soft Boned Rabbit, absorbed by Bibi Dong, and extracted a strand of the essence of its hundred-thousand-year-old flesh and bone.

"Now, with bloodline factor information and soul, everything is complete."

"Time to leave!"

When Ilyos returned to Tang San's upper dantian, Tang San knew that the fundamental purpose of this challenge had been achieved, and victory or defeat no longer mattered.

However, he still had to fight to the end!

At this moment, Bibi Dong somehow felt a lightness throughout her body. It was as if one of the two mountains pressing down on her had gradually eroded by wind and rain, collapsing little by little.

"Is it because of Tang San's life aura?" Bibi Dong couldn't sense Electrolux's divine consciousness, so she could only guess, her desire for Tang San growing stronger in her heart.

Regardless of his talent, intelligence, or the fact that his life force could alleviate the pressure on her, they were all reasons for her to strive for him!

Perhaps initially, Bibi Dong thought that Tang San's "conquer him" was a kind of humor.

But now, Bibi Dong was serious!

She wanted to conquer Tang San!

Conquer this fourteen-year-old boy!

As Bibi Dong's emotions surged and her use of soul power became more refined in battle, Tang San gradually found it difficult to keep up.

After all, Tang San's ninety-eighth rank strength came from fusion, while Bibi Dong's ninety-eighth rank soul power was solid and genuine. Furthermore, her peak soul power reached ninety-ninth rank, only lowered by one rank due to inheriting divine power.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a shout came from below, and a golden crocodile nearly a hundred meters long surged upward, opening its blood-filled mouth toward the two.

Its seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red, proved its identity.

Ranked second in the Spirit Hall, the Gold Crocodile, with soul power reaching ninety-eight!

"Outsiders dare to act recklessly outside the Spirit Hall!"

As it turned out, Tang San and Bibi Dong had already fought from the halfway up the mountain to the peak, alarming the seven devotees who were cultivating in the Spirit Hall.

However, the Grand Devotee didn't act easily, and due to the strength of the intruders, the remaining five devotees only had ninety-sixth level power, so it fell to the Gold Crocodile Douluo to intervene.

Facing the roaring Gold Crocodile charging at them, Tang San and Bibi Dong seemed to have a telepathic connection. They clenched their right and left fists respectively, intertwining the breath of life and death, indistinguishable from each other, and struck together!

Boom!

As the two fists were thrown out, the cycle of life and death evolved into a scene of decay and rejuvenation, directly pressing down on the Golden Crocodile.

Just for an instant, the martial soul level Golden Crocodile was shattered by the joint life-death punch of Tang San and Bibi Dong, and smashed down toward the Douluo Palace and the Spirit Hall below.

"Stop!"

The Golden Crocodile Douluo, in human form, surged all his soul power, but the breath of life and death surged within him, sealing his martial soul, soul skills, and soul power.

If nothing unexpected happened, the Golden Crocodile Douluo would perish under this blow.

Is the Golden Crocodile Douluo weak?

No, he's very strong.

But even he, without the assistance of angelic power, had to waste nearly forty percent of his soul power to block this attack, feeling extremely shocked—Bibi Dong had unexpectedly become so much stronger, and who was the kid beside her? He didn't seem to have a disguise, and genuinely appeared to be just in his teens?

Is the world changing too fast?

In his teens, at ninety-eight rank...

Is this guy the biological son of some deity?

At the same time, Tang San's battle armor shattered, and the peculiar soul ring behind him dissipated. His entire being fell from ninety-eight rank to fifty-five in an instant.

But at this moment, Tang San had depleted all his energy, unable to levitate, falling straight down.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong instinctively caught Tang San, princess-style, and gently landed in front of the Golden Crocodile.

"A secret method that can elevate a Soul King to ninety-eight rank?" Qian Daoliu licked his lips, not blaming him for his greed. Even a peerless Douluo yearned for such a secret technique.

"He is the champion of this continental elite competition and also a master of martial soul theory. He challenged me with the champion's prize..."

Bibi Dong was neither sad nor happy, but her gaze towards Qian Daoliu and the other devotees was filled with indifference. "Golden Crocodile Douluo, you have disturbed my nature. What punishment do you deserve?"

Previously, the Golden Crocodile looked down on Bibi Dong, but he had nearly been killed by the combined martial soul fusion technique of Tang San and Bibi Dong just now. Still trembling with fear, he dared not say anything now.

"Bibi Dong! Don't be presumptuous!" Qian Jun Douluo rebuked, "This is the Spirit Hall. You've disturbed the peace and solemnity of the Spirit Hall."

"I am the current Pope. Everything in the Spirit Hall belongs to me, and the Devotee Hall is no exception," Bibi Dong's expression turned icy, pressing down on everyone present.

Qian Dao Liu's face changed, realizing that Bibi Dong was serious, he questioned, "Do you want to dominate us?"

"You old man, you should know what your son did. This is what your Angelic lineage owes me," Bibi Dong's expression was as cold as frost, not giving Qian Dao Liu any face.

"Indeed, my son was at fault before, his methods were extreme, tarnishing the glory of the Angels. But do you really think I would feel guilty towards you because of this? Do you think I wouldn't kill you?" Qian Dao Liu's tone sank, also erupting with a divine aura, confronting Bibi Dong's momentum.

However, Qian Dao Liu found that Bibi Dong could slightly crush his own momentum. Even the chaotic and mixed soul power around her had become much purer and more orderly.

Why had there been such great progress?

"Do you really want to fight me?" Bibi Dong sneered coldly. "I am the inheritor of the Deity. My true soul power level is no different from yours. At most, I'll just extend the assessment period. After all, my Asura God's inheritance doesn't require sacrifices from ninety-ninth rank experts."

Qian Dao Liu's face turned extremely ugly.

The Deity's inheritance had nine assessments. In the final assessment, a peerless Douluo had to be sacrificed to open the door of inheritance.

The Angel God and the Sea God.

From what Qian Dao Liu understood about these two deities, it was the same.

But Bibi Dong's inherited Asura deity didn't need a sacrifice from a powerful expert. As long as the standard was met, the door of inheritance could be opened, and one could enter the inheritance space.

Besides this, Qian Dao Liu speculated that perhaps the Asura God's inheritance also didn't need a sacrifice from a powerful expert... Although he didn't want to admit it, Qian Dao Liu understood that there was a hierarchy among deities, with differences in strength and status.

In an instant, Qian Dao Liu pondered many things, and finally compromised. "What compensation do you want?"

"A piece of hundred-thousand-year soul bone," Bibi Dong looked at the Golden Crocodile Douluo. "It's rumored that before you obtained your ninth soul ring through hunting, you were already a full soul bone. Therefore, that hundred-thousand-year soul bone must still be with you. Bring it out."

The Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you just take it yourself?"

Bibi Dong said calmly, "You serve the Spirit Hall, and everything belongs to the Spirit Hall, which means it belongs to me. Therefore, that hundred-thousand-year soul bone also belongs to me."

The Golden Crocodile roared angrily, "What kind of twisted logic is this?"

"After all, when you hunted down that hundred-thousand-year Golden Crocodile, you also used the power of this old man, Qian Dao Liu. It's not entirely something that belongs to you," Bibi Dong continued, "Or do you want to betray the Spirit Hall, and refute the command of me, the Pope?"

The Golden Crocodile gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear Bibi Dong apart.

"Bring it out."

Qian Dao Liu chose to compromise, "Everything is for the future of the Spirit Hall."

With Qian Dao Liu speaking up, even if the Golden Crocodile Douluo had many reservations, he could only take out the hundred-thousand-year soul bone, glaring at Bibi Dong with a face full of resentment.

Bibi Dong put away the hundred-thousand-year-level soul bone, then carried Tang San and headed down the mountain without looking back, saying, "If the Spirit Hall doesn't belong to me, then it has no future!"

(PS: In the original work, the location and abilities of the Golden Crocodile Douluo's hundred-thousand-year soul bone are not clearly marked. Therefore, in this book's setting, the Golden Crocodile Douluo had a full soul bone before obtaining the ninth soul ring.)

(End of this chapter)