A level seven invincible shield, a golden light, appeared around Dark Lightning Douluo.
The invincible shield could only be made up to level seven, and theoretically, a shield of this level could withstand a full-power attack from an ordinary Titled Douluo.
However, even the so-called invincible shield lasted less than a breath under Wang Nan's strike.
The next moment, Dark Lightning Douluo's last spirit ring lit up. His body suddenly transformed into a mass of dark purple lightning, then split apart, scattering in all directions to escape.
Wang Nan's Coiling Dragon Staff landed on empty space. Even after being resisted by two shields, it still smashed a crack dozens of meters deep and over a hundred meters long into the ground below.
Soil splattered, trees toppled, and a huge impact spread outwards, stirring up a gale.
The scattered lightning gradually converged, and Dark Lightning Douluo's figure reappeared, though he looked unwell.
Even though he used his ninth Spirit Ability, Incarnation of Lightning, to become immune to most damage, he was still quite disheveled. All seven of his heads had turned to dust, his black robe was tattered, his hood was long gone, his face was ashen, and blood continuously seeped from the corners of his mouth.
He looked deeply at Wang Nan, wanting to say something, but another mouthful of blood spewed out as he opened his mouth.
However, he was a Titled Douluo with nine spirit rings, after all. The Spirit core in his body rotated rapidly, and the flow of spirit power suppressed his injuries and the backlash from his Spirit Ability.
Wang Nan naturally wouldn't stop after the first strike missed. Just as Dark Lightning Douluo adjusted his breathing, the front end of the Coiling Dragon Staff, which had just landed, suddenly lifted. At the same time, Wang Nan's aura grew stronger and stronger, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky.
Dark Lightning Douluo felt this move more deeply. At this moment, thousands of long rods seemed to appear before his eyes. He could only feel the astonishing aura but couldn't pinpoint the direction of the attack in this chaotic world.
At this instant, his seventh spirit ring lit up, and a massive electric net appeared around him. Simultaneously, his figure transformed into a bolt of lightning and merged into the electric net.
This was his unique Martial Soul True Body, transforming into lightning and merging with a spirit tool to enhance the spirit tool's power.
Rod and net connected, and the power from Wang Nan's Coiling Dragon Staff spread throughout the entire electric net. Purple lightning flickered on the net, and some nodes of the electric net, unable to withstand the power of the Coiling Dragon Staff, shattered. But in the end, it still blocked the attack.
In the instant Wang Nan paused, the electric net swept along the Coiling Dragon Staff, attempting to envelop him.
Dark Lightning Douluo, who had become one with the spirit tool, had his perception spread throughout the entire electric net. At this moment, he was observing every move around Wang Nan, guarding against his next action.
However, he saw a strange expression on Wang Nan's face.
Then, he saw Wang Nan release his hands, allowing the Coiling Dragon Staff to be enveloped by the electric net. He then raised his right hand, and the moment his arm glowed with golden light, he swung it down fiercely.
The next moment, the Coiling Dragon Staff, along with the entire electric net, smashed heavily onto the ground. A large pit instantly appeared on the hard ground, and several huge cracks spread outwards from the Coiling Dragon Staff as the center.
The electric net had just withstood the second move of Wang Nan's Unbending Staff Technique. Now, with another smash, its nodes could no longer hold up and shattered, sending debris splashing outwards and embedding into the cracks made by the Coiling Dragon Staff.
With a wave of his hand, the Coiling Dragon Staff flew back into his grip. On the other side, golden-red light surged from Ma Xiaotao, and a golden-red sea of fire poured down towards the ground.
Just then, a translucent gray light streaked through space, rapidly approaching, splitting the flames in the air in half. Then, a figure flew in from a distance.
"Third Brother!"
As soon as the figure spoke, Wang Nan recognized who it was. The Holy Spirit Cult's Fourth Elder, Netherworld Douluo, whose Spirit was the Netherworld Sword.
Looking at the battlefield from afar, Netherworld Douluo could not believe what he was seeing. His Third Brother lay on the ground, his fate unknown, while the two Spirit Douluo in the air seemed to have paid little price.
Which side was the Titled Douluo after all?
Even Dark Lightning Douluo himself probably couldn't clearly explain what he had encountered. After recognizing Ma Xiaotao, he was momentarily distracted, but from beginning to end, he had been completely suppressed. Although this person only had eight spirit rings, his combat power already surpassed his own.
"Run."
On the ground, Dark Lightning Douluo had already exited his Martial Soul True Body state. Seeing Netherworld Douluo soaring toward him, his lips moved slightly, uttering two words.
Dark Lightning Douluo, besides being a Titled Douluo, was also a ninth-level Soul Master. Even using his self-created combat method of integrating his Spirit with a spirit tool, he was still no match for Wang Nan.
Let alone Netherworld Douluo, who was not a Soul Master.
Netherworld Douluo looked at Dark Lightning Douluo in disbelief, but after a moment's thought, he scooped up Dark Lightning Douluo. His figure also transformed into a gray shadow, his spirit rings flickering around him, complementing the Netherworld Sword. Space rippled, and his figure had already left the battlefield.
Wang Nan didn't immediately discern Netherworld Douluo's intention. Who would have thought that a Titled Douluo, upon seeing a Spirit Douluo, would use a Spirit Ability to escape?
Seeing Netherworld Douluo disappear in an instant, Wang Nan held the Coiling Dragon Staff horizontally, his mental force locked onto Netherworld Douluo's figure, his spirit power rapidly circulating, and his eighth spirit ring glowed with a blood-red light.
A dragon's roar echoed from the Void Realm. Behind Wang Nan, a colossal black dragon emerged, shining in the blood-red light. The next moment, the black giant dragon's figure flickered and instantly vanished.
At the same time, Netherworld Douluo felt an uncontrollable trembling in his heart, as if something terrifying had targeted him, but looking around, he saw no movement nearby.
However, at this moment, a huge dragon shadow emerged from the Void Realm, its dragon head held high, its dragon mouth wide open, swallowing both him and Dark Lightning Douluo.
At that instant, Netherworld Douluo felt as if the entire world had darkened. His surroundings became eerily quiet, the air, light, and sound around him all swallowed by this giant dragon. In a trance, he seemed to even see the fangs in the black dragon's mouth and felt the breath emanating from its throat.
Eighth Spirit Ability — Rising Dragon Head.
Dark Lightning Douluo, who had already lost the ability to resist, instantly vanished under Wang Nan's eighth Spirit Ability, with only some "fragments" falling from the air.
The storage spirit tool he carried exploded, and several spirit tools, various metals, and sundry items instantly scattered across the ground.
Although Netherworld Douluo had taken defensive measures in that instant, he could no longer maintain flight and crashed to the ground. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the figure in golden armor in mid-air.