Chapter 238 Black Dragon's True Form The moment the black dragon appeared, gloomy clouds began to gradually gather over Yuming City. When one's cultivation reaches the Ultimate Douluo, one more step will exceed the upper limit of this world. There is enormous power contained in every gesture. Long Xiaoyao only needs to reveal his martial soul true body, which is enough to cause changes in heaven and earth here. The huge and slender body was half hidden and half visible in the clouds. On the body exposed outside the clouds, the scales reflected a dark luster like polished black jade. A dark aura emanated from the giant dragon. Even Xuan Zi, who was only a step away from becoming an Ultimate Douluo, was secretly frightened after feeling this aura. After disappearing from the continent for a long time, Long Xiaoyao revealed his true spirit in Yuming City. The Dark Holy Dragon, which had been silent for decades, once again appeared in Douluo Continent, announcing to the world what the strong men of that era were like. But at the same time, the stronger Long Xiaoyao's strength was, the more eyes fell on Wang Nan. What kind of power can allow a strong man like Long Xiaoyao to release his martial spirit's true form? Facing the siege of several Titled Douluo, Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui were still able to take all the attacks without changing their expressions, but under Wang Nan's stick, he released his martial spirit true body. Except for Long Xiaoyao who took the Panlong Stick head-on, no one knew what was contained in Wang Nan's stick. The pitch-black dragon head stretched forward, and a pair of huge dragon eyes swept over Wang Nan.
The surrounding heaven and earth energy was continuously flowing towards Wang Nan, and it was strongest between his eyebrows and chest. As an Ultimate Douluo, Long Xiaoyao knows this situation very well. "You have actually condensed two soul cores." Long Xiaoyao's somewhat surprised voice came out from the dragon's mouth, and the low sound sounded like thunder. With two soul cores, the soul power in his body has reached a state of coexistence of three states. Moreover, in the previous stick attack, Long Xiaoyao also felt Wang Nan's will. He has already comprehended the martial soul and his own "intention" to a certain extent. Long Xiaoyao vaguely felt that, apart from the total amount of soul power, the gap between Wang Nan and himself was not that huge. No wonder he felt a faint sense of crisis when he was hit by that stick. Along with a thunderous roar, Long Xiaoyao's words also spread throughout the air. For a moment, several eyes fell on Wang Nan at the same time. Everyone here is a Title Douluo, and it is obvious what having two soul cores means. Especially Xuan Zi, who once failed in his attempt to become a Limit Douluo and understood the difficulty of condensing a second soul core, even though there were powerful enemies around him, it was hard for him to look away after he set his eyes on Wang Nan. "I was too careless. I originally wanted you to make the first move. Now it seems that I am indeed old and underestimated the genius of this Douluo Continent." Long Xiaoyao glanced around, and wherever his eyes passed, several Titled Douluo from Shrek Academy unconsciously became more alert. "Now it seems that you have left your teachers far behind. Well, it's been a long time since I took action, and it's time to let the world see what your limits are." As a level 99 Extreme Douluo, Long Xiaoyao naturally has his own pride in his heart. Facing a junior, he would naturally not take the initiative to attack and let Wang Nan attack him. However, he did not expect that the power of this stick was far beyond his expectations. But no matter what, he has already taken Wang Nan's move, and the real battle has begun. The clouds and mist rolled, and a huge black dragon swam in the clouds. The originally thick clouds and mist seemed to be afraid and quickly dispersed to the surroundings, making way for a path. The next moment, a huge black dragon claw stretched out from the thick fog. The claws exuded a hint of coldness, and attacked Wang Nan with a majestic soul power. Wang Nan could feel that Long Xiaoyao did not hold back at all. That simple claw contained the power of his Extreme Douluo, as if he wanted to destroy everything under the dragon's claw. Long Xiaoyao's soul power is not just simple soul power. A strong dark aura and mental fluctuations emanate from it. The surrounding space is distorted between the dragon claws, as if even the nearby light is swallowed up by this dark aura. The originally dim sky suddenly becomes even more blurred. However, there is one thing that Long Xiaoyao probably did not expect. Wang Nan not only has two soul cores in his body, but also two yin and yang complementary soul cores, which is almost impossible for humans to complete. The first soul core rotates, and mental power and soul power merge into one. The second soul core rotates, and the power of qi and blood also blends with soul power. The two soul cores complement each other in yin and yang, and are closely combined with different powers. Although there is a difference in total amount, Wang Nan's soul power is obviously more condensed. Moreover, the Panlong Stick is a martial soul that can exert more power when facing strong people.
In Wang Nan's body, which had been strengthened many times, soul power was rapidly surging through his broad meridians. The Tianye Fusheng Dragon and Panlong Stick seemed to sense his will, and golden light shone brightly. With his hands pressed and raised, the Panlong stick in his hand was like a giant golden dragon with its head raised high. Wang Nan let out a low shout, which sounded like the long roar of a giant dragon. The Panlong Stick moved towards the dragon claw, and the giant dragon coiled on the stick swam slowly, releasing a dazzling golden light. It was like a shooting star across the night sky, or like the morning sun illuminating the sky. At first, that golden light was inconspicuous in the dark sky, but soon, it spread to the surroundings. The ninth soul ring around Wang Nan was flickering slowly, just like the night was passing and the sleeping soul was gradually awakening in this light. When the stick and claw came into contact, the space here only lasted for half a breath before it shattered. The clouds and mist that gathered here dissipated instantly, and hideous cracks spread around. The sound was swallowed up by the chaotic turbulence of space, and no sound was heard at all. "Not good!" Xuan Zi on the side was shocked. The bright yellow light turned into a light shield and spread outward, preventing the constantly shattered space from spreading out. Wang Nan retracted his gaze upon seeing this, raised his eyes to the black dragon in the sky, and raised his stick again. Pan Yue and the surrounding soldiers on the ground stared at the golden figure in a trance, as if something was sprouting in their hearts. On the top of Yuming City, Mo Xuan, who was releasing his soul skills, suddenly felt weak under his feet. Releasing his soul skills to cover the entire battlefield consumed a lot of his mind. At this time, the fluctuations in the sky came, and the soul skills he was releasing were suddenly interrupted. "Pass the order and have all soul masters retreat back to Yuming City!" Duke Dai Hao of White Tiger held Mo Xuan in his arms, and immediately gave the order to retreat to the messenger beside him. Dai Hao raised his head and looked up into the sky. The collision of the two forces shook his mind. He knew in his heart that whether Yuming City could be defended at this moment had little to do with the soul masters under the city. He could only wait for the battlefield in the air to decide the final outcome. (End of this chapter)