Chapter 489

A huge scarlet claw appeared out of nowhere, seizing Huo Yutong's Emperor Sword and letting out a fierce sizzling sound.

Under the influence of the Emperor Sword, which had already reached the utmost extreme, the scarlet claw instantly turned ice-blue, then shattered in the air.

Fortunately, the claw also bought Ye Xi Shui enough time; she slapped Xuanzi with both hands, and a horrifying blood-red light surged into his body, making him let out an anguished cry.

Ao——

This tremendous roar almost shattered space; Tang Wulin involuntarily let out a muffled groan, and his half-charged Golden Dragon Suppress Prison Kill was interrupted.

He raised his hand to cover his forehead, shook it hard twice, and the golden light in his eyes suddenly flared, barely suppressing the blood color that had just risen.

Although this attack's sound wave or spiritual shock alone wasn't enough to break his charge, he didn't expect the roar to also have a mind‑infecting effect; after the roar rushed into his brain, Tang Wulin felt the dark emotions in his heart instantly erupt, combined with the destructive force released by his Golden Dragon Suppress Prison Kill, trying to force his power out of control.

Tang Wulin's heart jolted; he knew all too well the price of losing control of his power, so he hastily stopped charging and prioritized clearing the influence of Xuanzi's roar.

This is precisely one of the soul skills produced when the Dark Dragon King's soul bone fused with Xuanzi: the Evil Soul Roar.

The effect, as Tang Wulin felt, combines sound‑wave attack, spiritual impact, and mental infection into one, making it an extremely powerful control‑type soul skill.

Against a weak opponent it can directly shatter the enemy's whole body, and even against a strong opponent the mental infection can force them to halt their actions and affect their subsequent moves.

The impact of this soul skill on Tang Wulin is enormous; without his Light Dragon King skull, he would truly struggle to cope.

Besides Tang Wulin, Huo Yutong and the soul spirits were also affected to some extent, their attacking motions suddenly pausing.

It was also at this moment that Ye Xi Shui and Kong Deming erupted.

Behind Kong Deming a silver moon rose; under the bright moon, the sun in the sky actually vanished, silver light continuously poured down from the moon, and he produced a small soul‑cannon in his hand, aimed at Huo Yutong not far away, and fired.

Ye Xi Shui then used her strongest soul skill; as her Ninth Soul Ring lit up, the blood‑soul puppet that had been floating behind her instantly enlarged, its illusory blood shadow enveloping heaven and earth, reaching out to grab Tang Wulin.

At the same time, she didn't forget to slap Xuanzi beneath her again while using the soul skill, forcing him to unleash another soul skill granted by the Dark Dragon King's soul bone.

Only see Xuanzi open his huge mouth, from which an extremely strong suction force emanated.

This suction draws not only flesh but also soul; Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong only felt a strong wave of weakness, as if their souls were about to be sucked out of their bodies.

The effect of this suction on the soul spirits was especially great; they could hardly resist and uncontrollably drifted toward Xuanzi.

Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong hurriedly retrieved them, while gathering soul power and spiritual power to forcibly resist this terrifying attraction.

However, at that moment Ye Xi Shui and Kong Deming's attacks had already arrived.

Hmph!

Tang Wulin let out an angry snort; a huge golden dragon head appeared behind him, a violent golden dragon roar rang out, instantly shattering the large hand that Ye Xi Shui's blood‑soul puppet had extended.

At the same time, he tiptoed, and a cyan whirlwind condensed, the fierce wind blades shredding the blood‑tinged mist in the air, making the air instantly feel much fresher.

Meanwhile, Huo Yutong grew massive ice‑blue dragon wings on her back, extended her palm, which was covered with a layer of diamond ice crystal, and a layer of ice‑blue light shield appeared before her hand.

With her current cultivation, she could already project the Ice Emperor's Bodyguard externally; combined with the Ice Emperor's Bodyguard released via Ice Wing Dragon Dance and Eternal Frost Chill, its defensive power even surpassed Tang Wulin's Mountain Dragon Guard, allowing her to firmly block Kong Deming's strike.

Having finally dealt with this crisis, the two just relaxed a breath, then their gazes became somewhat dazed.

They saw countless white specks of light piercing the clouds, floating into the sky, streaming toward Xuanzi's gaping maw.

As the white light poured in, Xuanzi's aura began to climb steadily; not only him, but even Ye Xi Shui on his body rose likewise.

Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong instantly realized what had happened: Xuanzi's just‑used devour‑type soul skill was clearly affecting the battlefield below.

Tang Wulin's face instantly turned extremely grim; he looked at Kong Deming and roared, "Kong Deming, is this the Ri Yue Di Guo's method?!"

He knew shouting at Ye Xi Shui would be pointless, so he could only test Kong Deming's attitude.

Kong Deming also halted his actions, a flicker of conflict crossing his face.

To be frank, he hadn't expected Ye Xi Shui to go this far; it is an iron rule that Honored Douluo must not interfere in low‑level battles, let alone one who is countless times stronger than an Honored Douluo—a Limit Douluo—Ye Xi Shui's move simply nails the Ri Yue Di Guo to the pillar of shame.

But if they didn't do this, judging from the recent battle situation, even three against two they would hardly win.

Thus, after a brief weighing, Kong Deming finally sank his face and spoke in a low voice:

"This is war, ignorant child; war is cruel. If you have the ability to stop it, then come and try."

"You!"

Tang Wulin truly hadn't expected Kong Deming, for the sake of victory, to discard even his last bottom line.

Ye Xi Shui stood on Xuanzi's back, gleefully watching Tang Wulin and Kong Deming as they communicated.

The longer they talked, the better for her; as Xuanzi's controller, she could also take a share of the energy he devoured.

One might say this is indeed the greatest battlefield in history; the quality of the absorbed souls far exceeds Ye Xi Shui's imagination, and given more time, her blood souls could possibly recover several.

Just then, Huo Yutong suddenly patted Tang Wulin's shoulder.

"Wulin, stop wasting words with them; if they still had a shred of conscience, they wouldn't be cooperating with the Holy Spirit Sect."

She said with a solemn expression:

"Please help me hold off Kong Deming; just one minute is enough—I can take care of these two Evil Soul Masters in a minute."

The longer Xuanzi maintains his devouring, the harder it becomes to cope, and the more people below will die.

Thus we must win quickly and decisively.

Seeing her determined gaze, Tang Wulin's breath hitched, then he nodded heavily.

"Mm, please."

Huo Yutong gave a light smile.

"Silly, there's no need for please or thanks between us."

Ye Xi Shui overheard their conversation, as if hearing a huge joke.

"One minute? You're serious?"

Ye Xi Shui and Xuanzi joined forces; even if the Emperor of Heaven were here, defeating them would take some time, killing them would be a pipe dream, yet Huo Yutong solemnly declared she could end the battle in a minute—such bragging should have limits!

Huo Yutong ignored her, closed her eyes, and a pair of huge gray wings unfurled behind her.

Her original soul rings all vanished, replaced by a gray soul ring that floated to her head and then merged into her body.

"Huh? This is..."

Ye Xi Shui's laughter cut off abruptly; she felt from Huo Yutong a chilling aura that made her heart go cold.

What she didn't know was that Huo Yutong was currently using the strongest necromancy magic given to her by the Death Holy Law God Sect named Ilex.

Its name is —

"God Descending Technique: Descent of the Death God."

"Boom—"

A huge gray light pillar instantly pierced heaven and earth.

By the way, today I'll try to write another chapter of four thousand words; I'm not sure I can write it; don't have too high expectations.

(End of chapter)