Chapter 436: Fate

Under Tang Wulin's command, the Wrath of the Fire God created a thousand fire dragons that surged toward the dozens of Level‑8 fixed Soul Conductor cannons to intercept them.

Huo Yutong then arrived in front of that Level‑9 fixed Soul Conductor cannon.

In fact, with Tang Wulin's current strength, a single Level‑9 fixed Soul Conductor cannon is nothing to him.

As long as he prepares in advance, taking it without injury is not a problem.

But the trouble is, even if this thing detonates in the air, its damage won't be small.

A single Level‑9 fixed Soul Conductor cannon can destroy a small city; even a fragment of the blast engulfing the camp below would be a devastating blow to the lower‑level soldiers.

Therefore, dealing with this Level‑9 fixed Soul Conductor cannon requires Huo Yutong's newly acquired second soul skill.

As her eyes turned completely rose‑gold, the space around Huo Yutong suddenly became illusory.

Fate's Deception, a terrifying soul skill that deceives fate and causality.

Under this soul skill, anyone Huo Yutong contacts will briefly enter a unique causality, not interacting with the normal world's concepts of fate, and the objects she touches cannot harm each other.

It sounds complicated, but in plain terms it's a higher‑grade invincible golden body, with huge consumption; even with Huo Yutong's current strength, after three seconds of use she will exhaust all soul power and spirit, falling into weakness.

However, in the current situation, no other soul skill is more useful than this one.

Boom—

In an instant, the Level‑9 fixed Soul Conductor cannon was detonated by Huo Yutong.

As Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong had guessed, even at several thousand meters altitude, the explosion's flames still reached a considerable portion of the White Tiger Camp.

Yet under Fate's Deception, despite being hit by the blast's after‑effects, the White Tiger Camp remained unharmed.

They finally managed to block the Ri Yue Di Guo's attack.

But this is only the beginning.

As yellow beams rose, the Terrifying Claw Soul Mentor Group officially entered the battle.

Hundreds of elite Soul Mentors united through Linked Soul Conductors, exuding a formidable aura.

Opposite them, the Star Net Empire also raised a dozen silhouettes, each radiating powerful aura.

They were the Honored Douluo of the Northwest Group Army and Sea God Pavilion.

With Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong, a total of sixteen Honored Douluo‑level combatants gathered here, including five Super Douluo‑level warriors.

In overall strength, this lineup far exceeds that of the previous Sun‑Rising City period; even if the Terrifying Claw Soul Mentor Group's front‑line capability surpasses the Xie Jun Soul Mentor Group, it should theoretically be impossible to confront them.

Yet Tang Wulin could not feel at ease.

He looked at Huo Yutong and found she was also looking at him.

"Wulin, be careful, the opponent's strength should be more than this."

"Indeed…"

As expected, the Ri Yue Di Guo would not dare to wage war relying only on a Terrifying Claw Soul Mentor Group.

Even without the Sea God Pavilion's forces, the Northwest Group Army's strength is not inferior to a single Beast King Soul Mentor Group, let alone with the Pavilion's addition.

The reason Tang Wulin previously judged that the Ri Yue Di Guo would strike the Heavenly Soul Empire first was that they guarded the border at the Ming Dou Shanmai between the Ri Yue Di Guo and the Star Net Empire; as long as Xu Tianran's mind isn't rusted, he wouldn't dare to attack from there.

But he did exactly that, leaving only one possibility.

The opponent still hides a stronger force, and the hidden strength certainly isn't a large target like the Beast King Soul Mentor Group, otherwise Huo Yutong's spirit detection would have found it.

Then a single combatant capable of swinging the battle—

"A Limit Douluo…"

"Correct."

A magnetic yet slightly hoarse voice rang out, and under everyone's shocked gaze, a massive black fissure suddenly opened in the sky.

A woman stepped out slowly, and behind her floated a terrifying crimson giant tower.

Tang Wulin's gaze instantly grew solemn.

"Everyone be careful, she is Death God Douluo Ye Xi Shui, a Limit Douluo‑level powerhouse; the Soul Conductor behind her should be the legendary Death God Tower closest to Level‑10."

The others present were instantly shocked.

They had already learned from Shilake Academy about Death God Douluo Ye Xi Shui and Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, and knew that once war began, these two powerful Limit Douluos would be opponents they must deal with, but none expected that one of them was in the Ming Dou Shanmai, serving as the vanguard for the Ri Yue Di Guo's first strike.

No wonder they dared to attack the Ming Dou Shanmai even after learning the Sea God Pavilion sent reinforcements; the stronger one is, the more one realizes how unstoppable a Limit Douluo‑level foe is, and at this stage numbers can no longer bridge the gap.

"Oh?"

Ye Xi Shui raised an eyebrow.

"How did you come to know me?"

"What I said isn't important." Tang Wulin summoned the Golden Dragon Spear, pointing at Ye Xi Shui from afar, "What matters is I will finish the task my teacher didn't complete."

The strongest among those present were him and Huo Yutong; to deal with Ye Xi Shui's trouble, only they could.

Ye Xi Shui's voice suddenly turned cold.

"Your teacher? Who is your teacher?"

Tang Wulin smiled gently.

"You've already guessed, haven't you? My teacher is the Dragon God Douluo Mu En."

"Mu En? Mu En! Heh heh heh, even if that old thing is dead, it still wants its disciple to obstruct me? Heh heh heh…"

Hearing Mu En's name, Ye Xi Shui let out a chilling sneer.

She clenched her fist violently, and a scarlet blood light instantly expanded.

"I'll see what right this yellow‑haired brat has to speak to me like that!"

In an instant, countless wailing souls' shrill cries rang through the high sky, leaving listeners feeling severely mentally battered, and even the Honored Douluos present couldn't help covering their ears.

Yet Tang Wulin was unaffected; a faint golden light glowed from his eyes, a massive dragon head emerged behind him, and a resonant dragon roar instantly echoed across the sky.

"Aaa—"

Under the pressure of this formidable dragon roar, even Ye Xi Shui's crimson light was shattered, and the wailing souls' mournful cries ceased.

The smile on Ye Xi Shui's face disappeared.

"A 98th‑rank Super Spirit Master? No, this is impossible—how could you be this strong? At your age, you simply cannot possess such strength!"

(End of chapter)