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Chapter 358.

Tang San nodded, and after a brief rest, they moved forward again. Before long, they encountered the eighth wave of attacks.

The creature before them was a Nine-Headed Nether Sun Serpent—a familiar sight to Tang San. This snake couldn't fly but coiled itself along the walls and narrow paths to strike. Wang Feng sensed it had a cultivation age of forty to fifty thousand years.

Tang San mentioned that he would handle this wave, if he didn't use his strength now, his 20% reserve would be wasted. Wang Feng didn't hesitate as he watched Tang San wield the Clear Sky Hammer, using the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer to slay the soul beast.

It was the first time Wang Feng saw the true Disorder Spitting Wind Hammer technique in action. Watching Tang San use it reminded him of Tang San and Tang Hao practicing it under the old thatched hut when they were young. Tang San, exhausted but resolute, stood on the trail, swinging the Clear Sky Hammer repeatedly into the air. Each blow generated powerful air currents around him, rendering the snake's attacks ineffective.

In frustration, the snake unleashed a small golden ball from its mouth, aiming an enraged assault at Tang San.

"That's the inner core of a Nine Headed Nether Sun Serpent, right?" Wang Feng murmured, his brow furrowing. These snakes seemed to be soul beasts, and their core was akin to a soul core, hinting that soul beasts had such cores even at this time.

"What will the Douluo World look like in ten thousand years?" Wang Feng wondered. Perhaps the world would change significantly, with or without his presence. How much impact would he have?

As the golden ball shot forward, Tang San brought his hammer to a sudden stop mid-swing, directing –it toward the core. A black surge of energy erupted, like a dark dragon, and hurtled toward the golden ball. With a resonant crack, the golden core trembled, the snake's massive body convulsed, then shattered from its head down, finally collapsing.

"Though it required a long buildup… the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer is truly formidable," Wang Feng remarked, though he wasn't as astonished as he would have been in his younger years. The Thundering Wind Spear technique he created far surpassed the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer destructive potential, and can even be powered by the forces of heaven and earth. However, in terms of technical perfection, the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer method, refined over countless generations, exceeded his spear technique.

Wang Feng felt his own Thundering Wind Spear still had weaknesses and room for improvement. Studying Tang San's soul power flow, he marveled at how his mind, honed by the Red Lotus Karmic Flame, grasped insights he wouldn't have before.

After all, Tang San's mastery of the Disorder Wind Splitting Hammer was complete, unlike Wang Feng's fledgling [Reversal] technique. Over his years in the Extreme North, Wang Feng had made no real progress with the [Reversal] –technique, as he hadn't actively studied it. Perhaps it required a moment of enlightenment, something as rare as his breakthrough with the Thundering Wind Spear after two years of training.

"Wang Wu, I might not be able to keep up much longer," Tang San said, collecting the golden core and dragging his exhausted body along. "As you predicted, there must be at least ten waves, and within a hundred meters, we'll encounter…"

Fighting alone, Tang San had barely managed to overcome the Nine-Headed Nether Sun Serpent in this eighth wave. Wang Feng could feel that Tang San's soul power was almost depleted, his body and mind were worn down from the relentless battles. Only the immortal grass he had consumed allowed him to endure, where others, like Hu Liena, would have faltered.

The further they descended, the weaker Wang Feng's aura of calm became over them. His was merely a faint aura, not one that could define an entire realm, though he did absorb the intensifying bloodlust and vicious aura surrounding them—highly dangerous energies for the two of them. Wang Feng's Blue Silver Domain had already lost its effect long ago.

Tang San was only able to keep up now due to his remarkable resilience, recovering bit by bit, pressing forward with sheer willpower.

"Are you okay?"

Behind Hu Liena, Wang Feng appeared dazed for a moment, then exhaled softly.

Wang Feng nodded and reached out to gently touch Hu Liena's head.

Hu Liena froze, momentarily bewildered by the gesture from the White Death God.

Wang Feng quickly withdrew his hand, having merely sensed the steady breath of the Starlight Fox.

After a brief rest, Tang San rallied, and the three of them continued their journey.

Before long, they were just a hundred meters from the blood pool below. As they approached, they could finally see the platform at the end of the trail.

It was at that moment that a violent roar echoed through the air.

Tang San was startled. He peered down, his expression shifting to one of alarm. "It's a dragon!"

Below, in the blood pool, a pair of penetrating eyes watched them, as if it had been observing them all along.

With that roar, the terrifying creature that had remained silent in the blood pool finally stirred.

As it moved, it seemed to drag the very blood of the pool with it, creating numerous bubbling blood blisters. The two finally caught a glimpse of its form.

The creature was a dragon-shaped entity, over forty meters in length, radiating an extremely ferocious aura. It had antler-like limbs, a serpent-like body, and eagle-like claws, all enveloped in flames that flickered from the blood pool, exuding –intense heat.

Tang San had never seen a dragon-shaped creature like this before, it appeared to have emerged from this very pool of blood.

The blood pool had absorbed countless human lives, could it truly breed such a creature? Tang San felt a chill run down his spine.

In the world of Douluo, dragon soul beasts were exceptionally rare and were considered to be the strongest. Most were sub-dragons with impure blood, though still formidable.

But this situation felt different.

This was a potent, poisonous dragon born of a blood pond in Slaughter City core area!

"Ang~~!"

The giant dragon, over forty meters long, soared into the air like an eagle surveying its territory, its gaze locked onto the two below.

"It's over..."

With the emergence of this poisonous dragon, the oppressive aura it radiated was more terrifying than that of most soul beasts Tang San had encountered in his life so far, even more than Titan Giant Ape.

Sixty thousand years!

At least sixty thousand years of cultivation!

In terms of level alone, this creature was at least equivalent to a 80th-level Soul Douluo, but its actual strength was likely several times greater!

"Sixty thousand years," Wang Feng muttered, feeling a surge of emotion. In this environment, a poisonous dragon with a cultivation base of sixty thousand years was indeed formidable, rivaling that of a seventy-thousand-year-old dragon.

"Tang San, can your Clear Sky Hammer still be condensed?" Wang Feng suddenly asked.

Tang San was taken aback but nodded. "The true body can still be formed, but I don't have the strength to wield it..."

"That's fine, as long as you can use it," Wang Feng replied. "Throw me the Clear Sky Hammer. This beast is a bit troublesome, and I plan to end it quickly."

This poisonous dragon was indeed strong—its power was not much weaker than that of his four younger brothers in the Extreme North. Of course, he was referring to the brothers from two or three years ago. By now, they should have become significantly stronger after two years in the Slaughter Capital.

"Okay." Tang San didn't hesitate. At that moment, their lives hung in the balance. He summoned the last of his soul power to –condense the true body of the Clear Sky Hammer and tossed it to Wang Feng, watching him intently.

Wang Feng loosened his muscles and bones, contemplating for a moment. He decided to –untie Hu Liena to prevent her from becoming numb and potentially hindering him later.

After a brief period of rest, Hu Liena had recovered enough to stand, albeit unsteadily. However, the oppressive environment surrounding them was still too much for her. The temperature had soared to a sweltering one hundred degrees, creating a harsh atmosphere. Occasionally, sparks erupted from beneath the blood pool, threatening to ignite her clothes.

"What does he... want to do?" Hu Liena wondered, her cheeks flushed. Although her vision was a bit blurred, she still had enough spirit power left in her body to resist the heat.

"I don't know," Tang San replied, shaking his head.

With the Clear Sky Hammer in hand, Wang Feng stepped onto the path ahead, gazing intently at the poisonous dragon.

Given its strength, the dragon would be nearly impossible to defeat in its current state, especially with the advantageous environment of the blood pool enhancing its power.

Yet, even without utilizing any martial soul forms or the Pangu axe, Wang Feng had his own methods to overcome the poisonous dragon.

After all, Wang Feng had been cultivating in the Slaughter City for two years!

His body trembled, and a sharp purple light suddenly erupted from his torso. A terrifying aura radiated from him!

"A Torso Soul Bone!" Tang San and Hu Liena gasped in unison.

Moreover, judging by its quality, the lifespan of this torso soul bone was extraordinarily high!

Yes, it was the Torso Soul Bone of Mountain and Sea Ice Dragon Whale and Blood Demon Beetle that Wang Feng had fused with the help of Qiankun Cauldron!

–The oppressive force emanating from a hundred-thousand-year soul bone was enough to instill fear in both Tang San and Hu Liena. Even the poisonous dragon, which had just roared at Wang Feng, exhibited a hint of fear in its eyes.

How rare and ancient is an Ice Dragon Whales? In the Extreme North, he was a powerful soul beast that had achieved overlord status after cultivating for over ninety thousand years. The poisonous dragon was understandably intimidated by its majesty!

The torso bone of this soul beast still retained some of the its coercive energy. To be precise, after the fusion of the two soul bones, it also held the intimidating aura of the Blood Demon Beetle.

However, Wang Feng's torso soul bone was not merely for suppressing this poisonous dragon.

Seeing this, the poisonous dragon's eyes flashed with fury as it opened its mouth and unleashed several violent, scarlet flames toward Wang Feng.

"[Seal]!" Wang Feng commanded, his voice low yet commanding.

Suddenly, a fierce icy glare condensed at his lower abdomen, resembling a column of water that sprayed toward the poisonous dragon!

As soon as the scarlet flames made contact with this icy mystical light, they were instantly frozen into countless ice shards!

The sight of the ice cubes elicited a furious roar from the poisonous dragon, which seemed genuinely fearful.

The icy mystical light enveloped the entire poisonous dragon, and within moments, it was transformed into a massive ice sculpture! Even the poisonous flames it had just unleashed were completely encased –in ice!

The scene was truly spectacular!

This was no ordinary [Seal]; it was a spirit seal capable of freezing the consciousness of even the notorious poisonous dragon! This skill was a hallmark of the Mountain and Sea Ice Dragon Whale, which was even able to seal the Ice Heart of All Spirits.

With Wang Feng's current soul power, he could probably maintain the freezing for only several dozen seconds. While this might not seem like a long time, it was significant enough.

Next, Wang Feng didn't need to use his second soul ability, he simply held the Clear Sky Hammer and stood on the path, recalling the various postures and details of Xiao San's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique. Everything was clear in his mind.

Then, Wang Feng swung the hammer at the void!

In the next moment, Tang San behind him was stunned, staring in disbelief at the white-clad figure.

"Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!!!?"

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