boyutpedia Chapter 346 Azure Annihilation Thunder
Chapter 346 Azure Annihilation Thunder
Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo's already gloomy face, clouded by his severe injuries and frustration, darkened further. His eyes flashed with a fierce light as he abruptly turned to glance at the faintly visible blue light, and roared:
"This little bastard, does he really think he's got us cornered? Damn it, let's fight him! Even if I'm badly injured, I'll tear a piece of his flesh off!"
The next second, the remaining golden soul power around him fluctuated violently, and he even seemed to turn around to fight. As the second elder of the Spirit Hall, who had dominated the continent for a hundred years, when had he ever suffered such humiliation of being chased and beaten?
"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, no!"
Qian Renxue's clear, cold voice rang out promptly, carrying an undeniable tone: "You are all severely injured, your strength greatly diminished. If you were to turn back and fight head-on now, the outcome would be uncertain. Moreover..."
She paused, her gaze sweeping over the increasingly clear blue streak behind her with a complex mix of emotions, her tone revealing a concern that she herself might not have fully realized.
"Who knows if there are other powerful figures following him? Tang Chuan is a man of unpredictable and treacherous behavior. How can we be sure this isn't a trap to lure the enemy? The most urgent task is to return to Wuhun City as soon as possible and stabilize the situation."
On the surface, her words were a calm analysis of the situation, advising Golden Crocodile Douluo not to take risks, but deep down, she harbored an indescribable worry.
They feared that the heavily injured elders would be no match for Tang Chuan and would meet with certain death. They were even more afraid that... if it really came down to a life-or-death battle, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others, in their rage, would disregard everything, even their own lives, to kill Tang Chuan.
Although Golden Crocodile Douluo was violent, he was not a brainless person. Upon hearing this, he forcibly suppressed his anger and felt that Qian Renxue's words made sense.
But the pursuers are already close behind, and if things continue like this, it's only a matter of time before they catch up.
At this critical juncture, they were caught in a dilemma.
A gentle yet dignified voice, seemingly capable of dispelling all anxiety, clearly reached the ears of each of them.
"You guys go first, I'll hold him off."
The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a strange, calming power, instantly soothing the panic in everyone's hearts.
"grandfather!"
Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes lit up, her tense heartstrings relaxed, and she blurted out the answer subconsciously.
"A grand offering!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others were also invigorated, and most of the gloom on their faces disappeared, replaced by absolute trust and awe.
With his intervention, there should be no problem in stopping Tang Chuan and buying them time to evacuate.
Without any hesitation, Golden Crocodile Douluo decisively shouted to the elder who was carrying Qian Renxue, "Go! Full speed ahead, return to Spirit City!"
"yes!"
The worshippers responded in unison, no longer having any worries. Their soul power erupted without regard for the cost, and the originally dim golden light suddenly became solid and dazzling. Their speed increased abruptly, like several real shooting stars, tearing through the clouds and speeding towards the direction of Martial Soul City.
In an instant, they had created an even greater distance between themselves and those behind them.
The moment they sped away, a figure appeared out of nowhere in the void ahead, as if ripples on water, standing silently on a cloud.
He wore a wide, golden robe, his long golden hair cascading over his shoulders. He looked to be only in his thirties or forties, handsome and serene, with clear eyes that seemed to reflect the sky and the sea of clouds, deep and boundless. Although there were no powerful fluctuations of soul energy emanating from him, he naturally blended into the world, as if he had always been there.
It was none other than Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, known as the invincible Angel Douluo of the sky.
He didn't look at the departing Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others, but slowly turned around, his gaze calmly fixed on the blue streak of light that was rapidly approaching, carrying with it a chilling aura.
At the same time, Tang Chuan's gaze pierced through the clouds and distance, clearly capturing the golden figure standing silently in the void.
"A thousand streams."
This name represents the skyline of an era, the unfathomable depths of the Spirit Hall, and the invincible sky of a level 99 Peerless Douluo.
However, in Tang Chuan's deep, icy eyes, only a cold, still lake was reflected; there was no awe, no hesitation, only intense fighting spirit.
He made his choice even when he was still a thousand meters away from Qian Daoliu.
That means attack!
He wanted to see just how powerful Qian Daoliu, known as one of the two great masters of the Soul Master world, really was!
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling blue-gold light shot into the sky from Tang Chuan's body, and a total of eight spirit rings appeared one after another. Such a configuration was enough to shatter the mind of any spirit master in the world.
Red, red, red, red, red, red, platinum, red!
The first six are blood red, symbolizing a hundred thousand years! The seventh is a white gold that transcends comprehension and shimmers with a sacred luster, and the eighth is still a deep blood red!
With all eight rings appearing, the energy of heaven and earth seemed to be paying homage to him and trembling in fear!
Especially that platinum spirit ring, its mere existence exudes a mysterious pressure that surpasses that of ordinary 100,000-year spirit rings.
Just as the light of these eight spirit rings illuminated the sky, the deep, blood-red spirit ring beneath Tang Chuan's feet suddenly lit up, its light even surpassing that of the other spirit rings!
"Eighth Soul Skill, Azure Annihilation Thunder!"
With a low shout, Tang Chuan suddenly raised his right hand, then spread his five fingers, his palm facing Qian Daoliu in the distance, as if he were holding a divine punishment that was about to descend.
"BOOM!!!"
It didn't strike down from the clouds, but rather from his palm, from within that blood-red soul ring, a bolt of lightning of indescribable color burst forth!
When it first appeared, it was an extreme cyan color, as if it had condensed the purest and most violent wind and thunder power in the heavens. But at the moment it burst out, a deep purple light was incorporated into the cyan color, and finally it turned into a cyan, purple and black tricolor lightning pillar with a diameter of more than ten meters, wrapped with the aura of annihilation!
The lightning bolt appeared without warning, and its speed surpassed the concept of ordinary lightning. It seemed that as soon as it left Tang Chuan's palm, it pierced through a thousand meters of void, scorching the space along its path with twisted char marks and emitting a continuous, teeth-grinding cracking sound!
Before the thunder even arrived, the terrifying aura that could destroy everything and make even the soul tremble and perish was already like an invisible hand, fiercely grasping the entire airspace where Qian Daoliu was located!
This attack was no longer a simple elemental attack; the true meaning of annihilation contained within it was enough to render any energy defense ineffective, directly targeting the very essence of the soul!
Faced with this devastating pillar of lightning capable of instantly vaporizing a mountain, a subtle ripple also crossed Qian Daoliu's clear eyes, which seemed to contain the entire sky.
The next second, nine spirit rings appeared beneath his feet.
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red!
The first eight were all ten-thousand-year soul rings that exceeded the optimal ratio, as deep as an abyss. The ninth one was a red one-hundred-thousand-year soul ring with a vast aura!
When the pillar of annihilation lightning tore through space and arrived with a force that darkened the sky by three degrees, Qian Daoliu suddenly moved. He raised his right hand, neither making a fist nor forming a palm, but with his palm facing upward and his five fingers slightly bent, as if he were supporting something.
"Eighth Soul Skill, Holy Flame Sky Curtain."
Qian Daoliu's voice sounded gentle and peaceful, yet it carried a sense of authority as if his words were law, and then it resounded clearly in the sky shrouded in thunderous killing intent.
As soon as he finished speaking, a pure, warm, and gentle golden flame quietly emerged from his outstretched palm.
Immediately afterward, the small flame swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a golden curtain of flames that stretched out before him, hundreds of meters high and tens of meters wide! (End of Chapter)