Hearing that voice, Jiang Shengyu's eyes widened. He immediately turned to Huo Yuhao and shouted:
"Yuhao! Go! I swear to you, I won't die!"
"But—!"
Huo Yuhao frowned, but Jiang Shengyu had already tossed him a flying-type soul tool. It was a bound, passive flying tool—once activated, it carried Huo Yuhao's body directly toward the Sun Moon Empire.
"Cousin!" Huo Yuhao shouted desperately, but with his current cultivation he was powerless to break free from the soul tool's grip.
After sending Yuhao toward the Sun Moon Empire, Jiang Shengyu continued:
"Ditian, you may show yourself now!"
At his words, Ditian's voice sounded again:
"You knew it was me? Hmph… seems there are more secrets between you and your sister than I thought. Very well, I won't waste words. Take this."
As his voice fell, a jet-black dragon scale appeared before Jiang Shengyu.
Without hesitation, Jiang Shengyu grasped the scale.
In that instant, an overwhelming power surged into his body. He felt as though his body had become an overinflated balloon—ready to burst at any moment.
His four soul rings quivered violently around him. Then, a new black soul ring rose beneath his feet. In that single moment, he was forced upward to the rank of a five-ring Soul King! This newly attached ring was over ninety thousand years old!
Yet the flood of power did not stop there. That black ten-thousand-year ring was swiftly shifting toward a deep, blood-red hue. In just a few breaths, the black had turned into the symbol of ultimate might—blood-red!
A hundred-thousand-year soul ring!
Under the crushing torrent of energy, the ring's age skyrocketed from ninety thousand years to a full hundred thousand years.
"As expected… you too are one chosen by the gods!"
Ditian's voice resounded once more. He cautioned:
"Boy, with your current endurance, borrowing my Reverse Scale, you can temporarily wield the combat strength of a human rank ninety-four Title Douluo. Show me if you are truly qualified to cooperate with us."
Though wracked by the tearing pain of the immense power, Jiang Shengyu's spirit and soul remained steady under the protection of destiny's blessing. He responded firmly:
"Then watch closely, Beast God."
By now, the five Title Douluo of the Body Sect had already bypassed the ice wall. Their target was clear—they completely ignored Jiang Shengyu and instead pursued Huo Yuhao in the distance.
In Du Busi's eyes, a prodigious genius with a body-type martial soul was worth dispatching such a force. If not for the fact their opponents were the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, whose strength was not truly overwhelming, Du Busi might have brought even more Title Douluo along.
But Jiang Shengyu leapt skyward, slashing out multiple streams of icy sword qi that cut across the five, barring their way.
"You? How could it be—!"
Seeing Jiang Shengyu suddenly block their path, the five were stunned. Just moments ago, they had sensed him as nothing more than a four or five-ring brat. How could he suddenly radiate such terrifying power?
At his side, only five soul rings gleamed. Yet among them, that blood-red hundred-thousand-year soul ring shone with a dazzling scarlet light, casting a ruthless glow across his once-handsome features, now edged with ferocity.
The five exchanged bewildered looks. The ring itself was shocking, but what staggered them most was Jiang Shengyu's age.
So young! This youth looked at most fifteen years old—already at five rings, and with a hundred-thousand-year soul ring? And worse, the aura bursting from him was already nearing that of a Super Douluo!
Impossible!
Was he even human?
Could he be some savage beast in human form?
Jiang Shengyu, of course, offered no explanation. He twirled the Twilight Sword in his grip, and around him spears of ultimate ice condensed into being. With a sweep of his blade, they shot forth.
The five instantly evaded. Though shocked by Jiang Shengyu's sudden burst of Title Douluo-level might, they were veterans. As Body Sect Douluo, battle instinct was etched into their very bones.
Without a word, they spread out, forming a formation that surrounded Jiang Shengyu.
Their levels were ninety-one or ninety-two—by pure strength, far inferior to the aura Jiang Shengyu now exuded.
This was precisely why Du Busi was desperate to find new talents with body-type martial souls. The Body Sect's decline was even worse than Shrek Academy's. Once Du Busi passed on, only the ninety-sixth-rank Goldbody Douluo would remain to hold the sect together.
For such a great sect, this heralded irreversible collapse in top-tier strength.
The surging power caused cracks to spread across Jiang Shengyu's skin, lines of strain glowing faintly. His expression hardened as he charged at one of the Body Sect Douluo head-on.
Black and white flames ignited across his body. With Title Douluo-level soul power fueling them, both the Vacuous Devouring Flame and Pure Lotus Demon Flame blazed violently. Behind him unfurled black-and-white flame wings, spanning wide and blotting out half the sky.
The temperature they unleashed instantly melted the great ice wall. Even the other Body Sect Douluo found the heat nearly unbearable.
One cried out in shock:
"Ultimate fire! This is ultimate fire! How is it possible—wasn't he ice-attribute?!"
They all circulated their soul power to resist the searing waves. At the same time, they realized Jiang Shengyu intended to defeat them one by one. Moving in unison, they charged at him, determined to use their numbers to tie him down.
Their thoughts were clear—any forced surge of strength must have a time limit. If they could just stall him until his borrowed power ended, he would be at their mercy.
But Jiang Shengyu had no intention of giving them that chance.
As they rushed in, his fourth soul ring erupted with radiance. In the heavens, a vast golden halo materialized, spanning an enormous range that encompassed the border fortresses of both the Sun Moon and Star Luo Empires.
Within Yuming Pass, Dai Hao immediately sensed the extraordinary disturbance. He rushed out from his tent, gazing at the halo in the sky.
"Such terrifying power… what's happening?" His brows furrowed as he barked for a report.
When he learned that a Title Douluo-level battle had erupted before the fortress, he wasted no time—rallying his soul masters and ascending to the city walls to see for himself.
The Body Sect Douluo felt the oppressive weight emanating from the sky, yet their actions were not hindered.
But then—within the golden halo in the heavens, a colossal golden hand slowly emerged, vast enough to blot out the sky.
The hand descended, covering several kilometers in every direction, casting all below into its massive shadow.
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