Douluo Dalu: The Legend of The Spider Emperor

Unlike his previous refined and composed demeanor…

At this moment, Ye Hao's expression was dark and grim. His arms, now transformed into massive scythes, gleamed with a chilling light.

Shui Bing'er and the surrounding girls couldn't help but feel a shiver run down their spines at the sight.

Just then, Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan finally broke free from their icy prison!

The two of them shuddered involuntarily. Having been trapped in the ice for so long, their entire bodies were numb with bone-chilling cold. Even the slightest breeze sent goosebumps across their skin.

"Ye Hao? What's going on here…?"

Yu Tianheng hesitated.

He saw it clearly—Ye Hao stood alone, completely surrounded by Tianshui Academy's team, dominating the battlefield single-handedly.

He wanted to rush forward and assist, but suddenly, his entire body froze up, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

Having just escaped from the ice, even his breath felt like frost.

Meanwhile, Ye Hao's figure flickered like a phantom as he dashed across the battlefield.

With swift, precise strikes, he knocked out the last three remaining girls from Tianshui Academy, using only the back of his scythe blades.

The three of them rolled their eyes back and collapsed weakly to the ground.

Shui Bing'er bit her lip in frustration.

She had originally planned to use her first soul skill to stall for time, but she had never expected Ye Hao's power to be so terrifying.

He simply didn't allow them a moment to breathe.

If she hadn't instinctively defended herself earlier, it wouldn't have been just three of her teammates lying on the ground—it would have been four.

The elimination rounds were undeniably ruthless.

For the sake of a single point, countless teams were racking their brains, pulling out every trump card they had.

At this moment, Tianshui Academy's situation was dire.

With three members already down, going up against a fully intact Heaven Dou Royal Academy Second Team was anything but wise.

Desperate, Shui Yue'er turned to Shui Bing'er and shouted, "Sister, let's use that move!"

Shui Bing'er hesitated, her heart pounding. "But…"

"There's no 'but'! If we lose this match, our situation will become just as bad as theirs!"

Shui Yue'er anxiously glanced at the defeated Shrek Academy members.

"They lost two matches in a row, and now they've collapsed entirely. I doubt they'll even make it past the preliminaries."

"Sister, stop hesitating!" Shui Yue'er pleaded. "Hesitation only leads to defeat!"

Hearing this, Shui Bing'er's eyes hardened.

She turned to look at Shui Yue'er and gave her a firm nod.

Shui Yue'er nodded back in response.

Then, standing in place, she suddenly began to dance.

This wasn't an attack.

Her movements were fluid, elegant, mesmerizing—capturing the attention of the audience.

Her four soul rings flickered—two yellow, two purple. A Soul Ancestor.

Ye Hao frowned slightly, confused.

He could feel the temperature in the arena dropping rapidly.

The tens of thousands of spectators began to shiver. Some had already left the stands due to the unbearable cold, while others huddled together for warmth.

And yet, the temperature was still plummeting.

"Clan Master Ning, do you know what technique Tianshui Academy is using?"

Emperor Xue Ye exhaled a visible breath of cold air and turned to Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi furrowed his brows.

"I'm not sure. This is the first time I've seen it."

He then turned to the two elders behind him—Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

The two exchanged glances, both equally puzzled.

"It's not a soul skill… nor is it…" Bone Douluo murmured in thought.

"Could it be…?"

"A martial soul fusion technique!"

Both Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo spoke in unison.

Xue Qinghe's expression grew serious.

A martial soul fusion technique was not as simple as one plus one equaling two.

Even two identical martial souls wouldn't necessarily be compatible for fusion.

This was bad news for his little brother.

Both Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er were Soul Ancestors. Their fusion skill could potentially rival the full-force attack of a Soul Emperor.

With the sudden introduction of a martial soul fusion technique, the scales of victory tipped drastically in Tianshui Academy's favor.

Dark clouds gathered over the battlefield, shrouding the entire arena.

Then, raindrops began to fall—slow at first, then faster, until a torrential downpour consumed the battlefield.

Shui Bing'er's eyes flashed as she activated her first soul ring again.

In an instant, Ye Hao and the entire Second Team were once again frozen in ice.

This time, the ice was significantly tougher, reinforced by the falling rain.

Ye Hao shuddered.

Being frozen again? This was getting ridiculous!

A moment later, he shattered the ice and activated his fourth soul skill.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Thorned Spider Carapace!"

A thick, violet exoskeleton covered his body, bristling with toxic spikes.

Against Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er's martial soul fusion technique, Ye Hao found himself struggling for the first time.

These two sisters might have looked delicate, but when they got serious, they were even more terrifying than some men.

Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er gasped in shock as they watched Ye Hao break free once again.

Their hearts sank.

They already knew Ye Hao was strong, but seeing it firsthand was another matter entirely.

A thirteen-year-old Soul King.

Compared to him, even they—the most talented students of Tianshui Academy—felt utterly insignificant.

Ye Hao's gaze sharpened.

He couldn't let them fully unleash their martial soul fusion technique.

If they did, things would get much more difficult for him.

In the audience, Shi Nian sat among the crowd, his face contorted into a gleeful, perverse grin.

Yes, yes! Keep fighting!

Drain as much of Ye Hao's energy as possible!

Shi Nian had already revealed his killing intent toward Ye Hao. There was no turning back.

The more exhausted Ye Hao became, the easier it would be to eliminate him later.

Shi Nian could hardly wait to see the moment Ye Hao kneeled before him, begging for mercy.

Ye Hao surged forward, his body surrounded by a purple glow.

With swift, precise strikes, he shattered the ice encasing his teammates.

The six of them, now freed, trembled violently, their lips turning blue from the cold. Their clothes were drenched from head to toe.

Meanwhile, Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er soared into the air, disappearing into the storm clouds above.

Their martial soul fusion technique was reaching its climax.

The rain suddenly ceased.

In its place—hail.

Snowflakes began to fall, swirling into a massive vortex.

A blizzard, layer upon layer, rapidly closed in on the Second Team.

The sisters weren't leaving anything to chance.

They were determined to use this technique to crush Ye Hao and his team.

This martial soul fusion technique was their trump card.

Revealing it too early could be disastrous—other teams would take note and prepare counter-strategies.

But before that, they had to defeat Ye Hao.

Losing now, after using their strongest ability, would be far too humiliating.

The snowstorm intensified, condensing into a seven-meter-long Ice Phoenix.

Its body was a translucent, noble shade of ice-blue.

Ye Hao smirked.

"An Ice Phoenix, huh? Interesting."

Since that's the case…

Six pairs of translucent violet wings burst from Ye Hao's back.

He slowly ascended into the sky, locking eyes with the Ice Phoenix.

Even from dozens of meters away, he could feel the chilling aura radiating from it.

A true peak-tier beast martial soul.

Compared to Ma Hongjun's oversized fire chicken… there was no competition.

The Ice Phoenix let out a piercing cry and soared toward Ye Hao.

Frost trailed in its wake, a dazzling spectacle of icy brilliance.

Ye Hao's forehead glowed with the mark of a black scythe.

Dark purple energy swirled around him as he whispered,

"Death Domain—activate!"

A vast, oppressive force spread outward, instantly engulfing the Ice Phoenix.

At that moment, the Ice Phoenix trembled violently.

Its form flickered.

It was on the verge of collapse.

In the VIP section, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo shot to their feet, their eyes filled with shock.

"A… domain…"

Bone Douluo struggled to even speak the words.

"Domain?!"

Ning Fengzhi's throat went dry.

Ye Hao—at only thirteen—had awakened a domain?

A technique so rare that even most Titled Douluo didn't possess one?!