Chapter 237: Facing the Limit The war drums roared behind him, and it seemed that an invisible force appeared out of nowhere. The Breaking Formation Spear in Pan Yue's hand began to tremble slightly. The personal soldiers beside him were all his clansmen, and the martial spirit in their hands was the Panlong Stick. At this moment, they felt even stronger. The patterns on the long stick were slowly moving uncontrollably, connected from head to tail, vaguely presenting the shape of a giant dragon. Something in the air attracted the attention of Pan Yue and others, until a golden light flew rapidly from a distance. The ultra-high-altitude detection soul guide deployed by the Sun-Moon Empire covered the entire battlefield. Just as a figure was spotted, he appeared out of thin air in another place the next moment. The loud dragon roar resounded through the sky, and the sound echoed in the air, as if countless giant dragons were roaring in response. The sharp howling sounds of the resentful spirits in the sky were instantly covered up, and invisible waves spread across the entire battlefield, making everyone's minds suddenly clear. The feeling that the soul seemed to be about to leave the body at any time disappeared without a trace. In Yuming City, Xingluo Douluo, who was healing his wounds, suddenly opened his eyes and looked upwards. His gaze seemed to pass through the top of the tent and fall into the air. Duke White Tiger on the top of the city also subconsciously glanced up into the air. At the rear of the battlefield, one of the Sun-Moon Empire's national defenders, the Evil King Soul Guide Corps was deployed here and on high alert. When they sensed the approaching figure, the linked soul guides had already begun to accumulate power. Several rays of light rose into the sky and gathered together. The dazzling white light passed through the sky in the blink of an eye and fell towards the figure in the air.
However, even for the Evil Lord Soul Guide Corps, which was known for its speed, when their attack landed, there was no trace of the figure at the place, leaving only the imperceptible aftermath of the space fluctuations. "What a strong human being!" Huo Yuhao was inspecting the seventh-level soul guide cannon he had made by himself on the top of Yuming City when the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm in the sea of spirituality suddenly spoke. "No, why does this breath feel familiar?" “Alas, I didn’t expect that the child has grown to this point.” An old voice sounded in Huo Yuhao’s spiritual sea. "Teacher?" Huo Yuhao asked doubtfully. "You will soon find out that the child is no stranger to you. And he is just like you." "same as me?" "Yes, he has many secrets just like you. I even suspect that he knows of my existence." “How could it be?” Huo Yuhao glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to him. He then whispered in his spiritual sea, “Teacher, how could anyone be aware of your presence?” "The world is so big that nothing is impossible." In a space where no one could see him, Alex shook his head slightly. "I was sleeping before, so I don't know the specific process of how you obtained the Gold of Life." "Now that I think about it, whether it was you asking to buy the Gold of Life or the magic you taught him later, he accepted it too quickly. He didn't seem too surprised to suddenly receive the power of another world." "Teacher, you said that person is Brother Wang?" "Yes." As Alex spoke, the golden light had crossed the sky and arrived above Yuming City. The golden light gradually faded, revealing the true face of the person inside, who was undoubtedly Wang Nan. Along the way, what Wang Nan saw most were ordinary people who had left their homes to escape the disaster. Even though he had lived two lives as a human, this was the first time he had seen those scenes with his own eyes. The scenes from his past life’s memory now appeared before him in blood. And those are already lucky ordinary people. Wang Nan's arrival naturally could not be hidden from the people fighting in the air. After seeing Wang Nan's figure clearly, they had different expressions in their eyes. Everyone in Shrek knew that at Wang Nan's age, even if his cultivation reached the level of Titled Douluo, his soul power level would definitely not be too high, but having one more Titled Douluo would still mean more strength.
Waving his hand to block Xuan Zi's attack, Long Xiaoyao also looked towards Wang Nan with a more complicated look in his eyes. The next moment, golden light flashed in Wang Nan's hand and he rushed forward. Along with the appearance of the golden Panlong Stick, nine soul rings rose one after another: yellow, yellow, purple, gold, black, black, gold, red, and the last one was a huge halo that looked like a river of stars. A golden light flashed between his eyebrows, and the figure of Tianye Fushenglong appeared out of thin air. The dragon roared to the sky and circled around Wang Nan. Pan Yue and the others on the ground had their martial spirits trembling in their hands, as if they would fly out of their hands at any time and transform into giant dragons to follow the dragon shadow in the sky. The vengeful spirits released by Ye Xishui quickly shrank back to Ye Xishui's side as if they encountered their natural enemies. The constant fear coming from them also changed Ye Xishui's expression. The real Panlong Stick. Long Xiaoyao glanced at Ye Xishui beside him. Although she was already an Extreme Douluo, her strength was suppressed under the illumination of Tianye Fusheng Dragon. He raised his right arm, and his palm had turned into a dragon claw, covered with black scales. He raised his hand and swung it out, taking all the attacks from the Shrek people. The next moment, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Wang Nan. "Long time no see." "It's been a long time since we last met, Senior Long, why are you doing this?" Wang Nan looked at Long Xiaoyao in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was facing an Extreme Douluo, he did not feel the slightest bit of fear in his heart, instead, he became even more eager to fight. "Senior, you already know the whole story, why are you still helping the tyrant?" Long Xiaoyao just shook his head, "Maybe it's the word love." "I understand." Wang Nan nodded and held the Panlong Staff in front of him with both hands. "In this case, please give me some advice, Dragon Emperor Douluo." When Long Xiaoyao heard Wang Nan's address, he paused slightly. But Wang Nan had already come with a stick in his hand. The fourth and seventh soul rings around him emitted dazzling golden light, wrapping Wang Nan's whole body and turning it into a huge ball of light. The light gradually faded, and the golden armor was already on his body. The mental power, soul power, and blood power in his body merged into one, and the two soul cores between his eyebrows and chest were spinning rapidly. The Yin-Yang Soul Core was operating at full capacity, and the energy of heaven and earth around Wang Nan was instantly consumed, and then replenished from the surroundings. The entire world seemed to take a deep breath at this moment. Tianye Fushenglong, Wang Nan, and the Panlong Stick seemed to have merged into one at this moment. With both arms raised above his head and the Panlong Stick held high, the momentum around him continued to rise, and a huge golden figure vaguely emerged behind Wang Nan. Several Titled Douluo who were fighting in mid-air focused their attention on him at the same time. The first soul ring around Wang Nan lit up with dazzling light, and the Panlong Stick fell down with a bang. It seemed slow, but it was actually very fast. With the blessing of the first soul skill, in the blink of an eye, the Panlong Stick had already landed where Long Xiaoyao was standing. "hold head high--" A low dragon roar was heard, and Long Xiaoyao's figure disappeared. What appeared in its place was a black dragon hundreds of meters long. (End of this chapter)