Chapter 13 - Ultimate Thunder

Currently in Chapter 113 in PATREON

DGSL - English

Double chapters on Friday (02/17/2023)

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Xu Zihuang, who was protected by Yao Yang under his arm, looked towards the island that had turned into a red purgatory, a sad expression on his face.

In fact, Yao Yang had already hinted at it before, but he also knew that this was already the best outcome.

Wang Xiao brought only about forty people, and if he continued to tangle with the Xihai Soul Engineer Group, the loss would only increase.

A group of soldiers from the Imperial Dragon Soul Corps swiftly moved toward Yao Yang and Xu Zihuang using flying soul guidance.

In addition to the old Yu and others who had met Xu Zihuang, there was another group of people who had previously fought against the main force of the Xihai Soul Engineer Group.

There are twenty-three soul emperors in total, but now there are only nineteen left, many people were more or less injured, but the injuries were not serious.

On the other hand, of the original twenty-one people on Mr. Yu's side, only thirteen people made it here safely.

"Young Master".

Everyone was keeping an eye on Xu Zihuang's surroundings, although his face was solemn due to the death of his comrades-in-arms, but no matter what, as long as they rescued Xu Zihuang, it would all be worth it.

No one is immortal in war.

But at this moment, countless dazzling blue-purple electric lights fell from the night like a waterfall.

Yao Yang, who was the soul master with the highest soul power on the scene, came to his senses in an instant and recalled aloud: "Stay away!"

They all subconsciously looked up, and at the same time, they did not forget to follow Yao Yang's reminder to use the flying soul guidance to disperse.

From the blue-purple lightning pillars with a diameter of more than one meter, they sensed an extremely dangerous aura.

The source of the blue-purple thunder pillar was Hai Xiao, who had reformed into a human form.

The original dark blue armor on his body had been broken for a long time, and a deep bone wound was opened from his majestic chest to his abdomen, and his face was as pale as gold leaf.

Because his lungs were torn, the violent gasping sounded like broken bellows.

The eighth-rank black soul ring was currently lighting up, and a mass of intense lightning surged around his body.

"The eighth soul skill, the Purple Thunder Sky Prison!"

A trail of blood slipped from the corner of Hai Xiao's mouth and his voice was extremely low.

"This can be considered worthy of the Royal Highness of him the First Prince."

Wang Yao, who was also free from the Martial Spirit True Body, saw the scene in front of him and his expression changed drastically.

Although his cultivation is much stronger than Hai Xiao's, it is impossible for him to completely block the eighth soul skill that Hai Xiao uses with his soul power.

His martial spirit is the Nebulous Tiger, which is an extremely different existence among all the tiger martial souls.

He has two attributes which are darkness and wind, his quality is not inferior to the white tiger martial spirit inherited from the Star Luo Empire's White Tiger Duke.

At the same time, he has speed and strength, almost without flaws, he is a well-deserved high-level beast spirit.

But unfortunately, he is not good at defense, at this moment, he is trying his best to protect Xu Zihuang and the others.

I couldn't help but secretly lament why I couldn't stop Hai Xiao's deadly counterattack.

Hai Xiao smiled bitterly and looked towards the sea to the east of the island, across the sea is the country where he was born and raised.

Scenes from the past flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, now he is much more relaxed.

Perhaps since he knew that Xu Tianran was in cahoots with the evil soul masters, he had already made up his mind. It was a relief for him to die here.

As his consciousness gradually became blurred, the power of the blue-purple thunder pillar that blanketed Xu Zihuang's surroundings with his eighth soul skill became greatly weakened.

Xu Tianran is kind to him, but Xu Zihuang's father Xu Zhengxuan was also kind to him back then, this is also one of the reasons why he treated Xu Zihuang so courteously these years.

Although he knew that Wang Xiao's strength was enough to protect Xu Zihuang, he did not want Xu Zihuang to risk too much. At the same time, he is also fulfilling his obligations as Xu Tianran's subject.

This is his last insistence, he is not worthy of anyone in his life.

"Everyone bow down to me!"

Wang Xiao, who was about to use his soul skills to protect everyone with all his might, suddenly froze when he heard Xu Zihuang's voice.

The rest of the Dragon Soul Imperial Corps soldiers who frantically activated their flying soul tools also turned their gazes toward Xu Zihuang.

At this time, Xu Zihuang's medium-long hair, which was protected by Yao Yang, spread out again, and a few strands of strange purple hair on his forehead and temples fluttered in the wind.

A pair of icy vertical purple pupils seemed to have infinite majesty, and on his right hand was also a black and purple thundercloud, and the restless thunder element gave people an endless oppressive atmosphere.

Under Xu Zihuang's control, the black-purple thunder in his palm condensed out of thin air into finger-thick thunder wires.

Everyone was shocked to find that when Hai Xiao's blue-purple thunder pillar condensed by the eighth soul ability touched the black-purple thunder thread in Xu Zihuang's palm, it strangely dissipated like melting ice and snow.

"Ultimate Thunder Element?!" Hai Xiao's mouth was full of blood, and he muttered word for word.

Seeing the imposing Xu Zihuang, he was shocked for a moment, and then his stiff face showed the most comfortable smile in his life.

"God bless, the sun and moon empire!"

The Thunder was transformed by the righteous energy of heaven and earth and had an innate restraint on evil soul masters.

And the ultimate thunderbolt suppresses the evil soul masters no less than the lineage of angels from ten thousand years ago.

He seemed to see countless evil soul masters, destroyed under the sky filled with thunder.

He didn't know if Xu Zihuang would grow up in the future if it would be a good thing for Xu Tianran and his father who are currently in power in the Sun Moon Empire, but that is definitely the end of those evil soul masters.

The obsession in his heart receded, and Hai Xiao could no longer stabilize his figure, he closed his eyes and fell downward, being engulfed by the terrifyingly high-temperature airwaves.

He and his subordinates will be buried here forever.

Xu Zihuang's condensed silk threads were woven into a lightning net with a diameter of about ten meters in an instant in front of him.

And under the protection of this thunder net, this space seems to have become the last pure land.

Although everyone was amazed by Xu Zihuang's methods, his strong fighting qualities made them react immediately.

Wang Xiao casually crushed the blue-purple thunder pillars that were spilling out around him, and his breathing became a little faster.

I don't know if it was because the battle with Hai Xiao consumed too much soul power or because the mood was too agitated.

"It turned out to be the ultimate thunder! The young master is worthy of inheriting the blood of the Highness of him the Prince and the Highness of him the Princess."

The inheritance of the martial spirit has a direct relationship with both parents, Xu Zihuang's martial spirit is obviously not the type of mutation that arises out of nowhere.

Because he could clearly sense that when Xu Zihuang was using the martial spirit, the two identical yet completely different blood powers in his body were silently mixed together.

He couldn't mistake one of the auras, it was definitely the unique destructive power of the martial spirit the Purple Brilliant Sky Destroyer Dragon.

He is one of the few people who knows the identity of Xu Zihuang's mother.

The purple-black thunderlight on his palm gradually dimmed.

Seeing the quiet night, Xu Zihuang breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

Although there is an absolute suppression of the attributes of the ultimate thunder, it is still too reluctant for him that he has not even obtained a soul ring.

It is also lucky that Hai Xiao's eighth soul skill is completely built with lightning, otherwise, how could he block Hai Xiao's eighth soul skill with his current cultivation?

Even if he only maintains a small area, the power of the soul in the body is completely exhausted.

Fortunately, his body was nourished by various natural treasures for a long time during his childhood, so that his body would not collapse on the spot.

"Young Master!"

They all looked at Xu Zihuang with concern, and at the same time, there was a bit of fanaticism in his eyes.

It was really shocking what Xu Zihuang just showed.

A tenth-level Spirit Scholar actually blocked a Spirit Douluo's eighth soul skill?

Yao Yang checked Xu Zihuang's situation and comforted everyone: "Okay, Zihuang fainted from the exhaustion of soul power, he just needs to rest for a while and he will be fine."

Originally, he had already planned to make a move, but he did not expect Xu Zihuang to persevere. Despite the absolute suppression of attributes, the pressure Xu Zihuang was under was real.

Wang Xiao's figure walked over, met Yao Yang's gaze, and then waved his right hand forcefully.

"Go back to the warship first and get out of this area of the sea."