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Despite Dai Weisi controlling the Saint White Tiger of Star Luo to wreak havoc on the Deep Sea Demon Whale King—gouging massive holes in its head and rattling its skull with sonic tremors—the beast remained a million-year-old soul beast. Its vitality was nothing short of terrifying.
In the few short minutes that had passed, the wounds Dai Weisi had inflicted were already completely sealed. To the naked eye, there wasn't even a scar left behind to mark the struggle. Such was the monstrous regenerative power of the ocean's overlord.
Of course, healing such damage wasn't free. The Whale King had expended a significant amount of soul power to knit its flesh back together, but for a creature of its magnitude, such a cost was a drop in the ocean. Even if its soul power ran dry, its physical form—having survived nine Heavenly Tribulations and essentially completed the transformation into a Dragon—remained a nightmare for any Titled Douluo.
Dai Weisi and the sisters did not have that luxury. Once their soul power hit zero, the battle was over.
"We have to end this now. I need to deal a blow so massive it overrides its regeneration!" Dai Weisi steeled his resolve, his voice a low growl. "It's time. I have to try my Ninth Soul Skill: White Tiger Emperor Destruction!"
"ROAR—!"
As if sensing his intent, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King breached the surface once more, its forehead smooth and unblemished. Its solitary eye burned with a murderous, crimson light.
"Little brat, you have truly enraged me! If I do not tear you into a thousand pieces and swallow you whole today, I shall never find peace!"
The air grew heavy with killing intent as the beast let out a world-shaking roar.
"Die! Demon Whale Domain, Open!"
An invisible ripple expanded outward, instantly claiming the surrounding miles of ocean. The water began to boil and churn violently. As the master of the deep, the Whale King could manipulate the ocean as easily as moving its own limbs. This domain acted similarly to Dai Weisi's power over the earth, but on a much more catastrophic scale. Within this blue expanse, every one of the Whale King's skills received a massive amplification from the sheer weight of the sea.
Time was running out.
"Witness the power of my Thunder Orbs!"
Purple lightning crackled within the Whale King's maw. In a heartbeat, hundreds of violet spheres of condensed electricity materialized in the air, forming a spherical cage around the Saint White Tiger. With a collective hum of static, they converged simultaneously on the center.
"Too fast!"
Dai Weisi's pupils shrank. He couldn't afford to waste soul power on defense if he wanted to launch his final strike.
"Double Hellish Spike!"
Purple soul rings flashed, and the Saint White Tiger's speed exploded. Moving like a bolt of violet lightning itself, the tiger blurred through the gaps in the closing net of electricity. Relying on the dynamic vision provided by the Ice and Fire Evil Eyes, Dai Weisi navigated the chaotic bombardment with ghostly precision.
However, the relief was short-lived. As soon as the first wave passed, a second, even larger wave of orbs screeched through the air.
The Whale King roared incessantly, pouring its vast reserves into the attack. Orbs of lightning sealed every escape route—above, below, and to the sides. Simultaneously, the sea surface erupted as tens of thousands of water arrows shot upward like a reverse rainstorm.
The Saint White Tiger was trapped within a thousand-meter kill zone of lightning and steel-hard water. There was no longer any room to maneuver. The massive form of the tiger was swallowed by the blinding purple light and the relentless spray of the sea.
BOOM!
A series of deafening explosions rocked the atmosphere. The orbs detonated upon contact, turning into thousands of tiny, snake-like electrical currents that writhed through the air. The water arrows followed like fire from a Gatling gun, relentlessly shredding the space where the tiger had been.
"Weisi..."
Tang Yuehua and Xiao Bai watched with their hearts in their throats, their faces pale with terror. The battlefield was now obscured by a thick, violet mist of steam and electrical discharge. They could only pray.
"Hmph. Blasted by so many Thunder Orbs... even if you aren't dead, you should be nothing more than charred husks," the Whale King grunted. Satisfied, it took a deep breath and exhaled a massive gust of wind.
Though it was a simple breath without soul power, the sheer scale of the creature made the gust as powerful as an eighth soul skill from a high-level Douluo. The "Gale of the Nine Heavens" swept forward, clearing the mist to reveal the aftermath.
The Whale King's eye widened in shock. On the other side, Tang Yuehua and Xiao Bai's eyes lit up with renewed hope.
High in the air, the Saint White Tiger stood perfectly intact. But it wasn't alone. Hovering beside it were two identical Hellish Phantoms.
At the critical moment of the explosion, Dai Weisi had activated Zhu Zhuyun's torso soul bone skill: Hellish Clone. By splitting his presence into three, the three Saint White Tigers had combined their power to weather the storm, emerging from the purple haze completely unscathed.
"They're alive! Weisi, sisters, you're okay!" Tang Yuehua cried out, tears of joy threatening to spill.
In contrast, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was livid. "Insolent brats! How can they still be standing? How can they be this strong!?"
The beast's pride had finally shattered. It unhinged its jaw and began to draw in air with a vacuum-like force. A sinister, crimson glow began to gather in its throat, condensing into a massive orb of energy over five meters in diameter. It was clearly preparing its ultimate trump card.
Dai Weisi's gaze sharpened. He knew this was the turning point.
"You two," he commanded the clones. "Stall it! Do not let it fire that shot!"
"ROAR—!"
The two Hellish Phantoms did not hesitate. They lunged forward, a blur of fur and claws, unleashing a barrage of soul skills to harass the Whale King and disrupt its concentration.
This was the opening Dai Weisi needed. As the clones drew the beast's fire, he began to channel every remaining drop of his soul power.
The Ninth Soul Skill was coming.
(End of Chapter)