Soul Land IV (Douluo Dalu) : Ultimate Fighting

Chapter 1383: Chapter 1383 Taking Over the Game

She was truly feeling a bit exhausted now. In the previous nine matches, Lan Xuanyu had only served as her support from behind, leaving all the fighting to her. However, these nine battles had given her a transformative experience, especially in her mastery of the Heavenly Demon Swallowing technique—growing with every moment.

“I’ll handle the rest.” Lan Xuanyu smiled and nodded at Bai Xiuxiu.

The competition today had already passed the halfway mark. For the remaining half, it was his turn to take over.

“Alright.” Bai Xiuxiu calmly stepped aside, leaving only Lan Xuanyu standing in the center of the stage.

Lan Xuanyu did not rest further, his gaze instead locking onto Li Menglong and Xing Haotian below the platform. His eyes were calm, but due to the elevated stage, they carried an air of overlooking disdain. For reasons unknown, Li Menglong and Xing Haotian even felt a faint sense of contempt and scorn in his gaze.

The two exchanged a look. Xing Haotian waved his hand, and behind him, a young powerhouse from the Eight-Armed Demon God Clan leapt out of the waiting area and landed on Stage One.

The countdown continued, and though the rest time wasn’t over yet, the aura of this Eight-Armed Demon God powerhouse was already surging. The Divine Demon Core in his chest pulsated violently, fluctuating with unstable intensity.

The resources poured in by the Sky Horse Clan and the Eight-Armed Demon God Clan were enormous, leaving no room for failure. Those precious Sky Nourishing Crystal Stones truly amounted to an astronomical fortune. Both sides had negotiated privately: the victor would claim the beauty, while all the Sky Nourishing Crystal Stones would belong to the other side. This arrangement ensured mutual gain.

Under such circumstances, both the Sky Horse Clan and the Eight-Armed Demon God Clan naturally had to give it their all.

Lan Xuanyu’s eyes flickered subtly. Countdown. Time’s up!

On the other side, the Eight-Armed Demon God let out a thunderous roar. With wings flapping behind him, his body shot forward like a meteor, charging directly at Lan Xuanyu. The Divine Demon Core in his chest throbbed violently, emitting a terrifying aura of destruction that rapidly engulfed the area.

To deny Lan Xuanyu any rest, every ounce of his offensive energy was concentrated into this single strike. At the cost of his life, he burned his Divine Demon Core, unleashing the most potent destructive energy in an attempt to severely injure Lan Xuanyu.

The advantage of such a strategy was its explosive consumption tactic, reducing the time Lan Xuanyu could rest between matches, limiting the number of matches he could compete in overall.

But just then, two streams of violet-gold light burst from Lan Xuanyu’s eyes. The Eight-Armed Demon God felt as though an immense hammer had emerged in the spiritual realm, smashing brutally into his Sea of Spirit. The piercing pain in his mind caused him to suddenly falter, and his control over the Divine Demon Core immediately destabilized.

In the next instant, time froze. Everything seemed to come to a halt on Stage One, as if plunged into stillness.

The Eight-Armed Demon God felt an odd sensation. With time seemingly frozen, the excruciating pain in his head strangely vanished, replaced by a bizarre sense of relief and comfort. The persistence of his desperate, life-ending strike wavered instantly, his entire body involuntarily relaxing.

A flash of silver. That delicate figure had already appeared mid-air, right in front of the Eight-Armed Demon God’s head.

The razor-sharp claws, shimmering with a rainbow halo, swiped decisively downward. With a “puff,” the claws plunged right into his skull. A deep rumble resounded internally, and all the destructive energy abruptly came to a halt.

Dead!

The massive body of the Eight-Armed Demon God plummeted to the ground. Only then did the enormous explosive force transform into a terrifying pillar of light, shooting into the sky. Four-colored halos radiated outward, enveloping both figures at the explosion’s epicenter.

The radiance surged, and the entire audience broke into an uproar!

This was…

This was the Eight-Armed Demon God’s first appearance today. More importantly, it was also the Golden Dragon Princess’s first strike.

No one could have anticipated that the battle would end so swiftly. In just a few moments, the Eight-Armed Demon God was vanquished. Everyone could see—he was unquestionably dead!

From the perspective of the ordinary spectators, the Eight-Armed Demon God had taken the stage, seemingly ready to deliver a powerful offensive. But then his body suddenly convulsed. The Golden Dragon Princess’s eyes erupted with violet-gold brilliance, and in the next moment, she teleported directly in front of the Eight-Armed Demon God, killing him with a single claw strike.

The entire process lasted only seconds. That was the Eight-Armed Demon God—one of the young powerhouses of their clan!

How could it have been so effortless? It was simply inconceivable, impossible to accept.

The radiance gradually dissipated. The enormous corpse of the Eight-Armed Demon God had already vanished. That offering of a Divine Demon Core was not to be wasted—it would greatly aid Lan Xuanyu’s future cultivation.

In the eyes of Li Menglong and Xing Haotian, shock was vividly evident. As the two exchanged glances, a sudden realization dawned upon them. The disdain in the Golden Dragon Princess’s earlier gaze—was it real? Could it be that she had fully recovered her strength? But how was this possible? Had she not been fundamentally shaken in yesterday’s battle?

Xing Haotian let out a low, guttural roar, his emotions bordering on madness. Another one was dead. Even though the Eight-Armed Demon God Clan was flush with strong warriors, these young elites all possessed the potential to ascend to God Rank, or even higher. And yet, how many had already fallen over the past two days? Did the Dragon Clan harbor an eternal feud with the Eight-Armed Demon God Clan?

Li Menglong furrowed his brows slightly. At this moment, the rest period had begun.

Lan Xuanyu did not sit to rest. Instead, he stood in place, his eyes shut as if meditating and recharging his energy.

The ten-minute rest period flew by. Li Menglong waved his hand, and a young warrior from the Sky Horse Clan ascended the platform.

This Sky Horse in human form wielded a heavy sword, his eyes gleaming as he locked his gaze onto Lan Xuanyu.

“Your Highness, Golden Dragon Princess, I am Gao Yiyang. Please show mercy.” This young Sky Horse warrior was clearly much more cautious. The Eight-Armed Demon God’s swift demise had left him with a bitter chill of shared peril.

Lan Xuanyu merely gave him a silent glance before gesturing toward Bai Xiuxiu. A flash of light appeared in her hands as the Ice Demon Dragon Spear shot forward, landing securely in Lan Xuanyu’s grasp.

Lan Xuanyu’s previous dragonlance had shattered yesterday, and he could not summon the Golden Dragon Spear now. Thus, using the Ice Demon Dragon Spear would suffice for the time being.

When the thirty Sky Nourishing Crystal Stones were placed into the payment bin, there was no longer any need for him to conceal his full strength.

Gao Yiyang moved. His surging Sky Horse Battle Qi erupted in an instant. Like the Eight-Armed Demon God’s orders, his instruction was to unleash his full strength in the shortest possible time, maximizing destruction, leaving no breathing room for his opponent.

Lan Xuanyu moved as well. His seven-colored wings flapped behind him, propelling him forward. As he flew, rings of rainbow-colored light rippled from his body, seemingly absorbing everything around him. Although the stage had been brightly lit moments ago, it now felt dim and shadowy, as though all the light had been drawn toward him.

The Ice Demon Dragon Spear emitted a ghostly blue brilliance. The spear’s glow was restrained, yet in this moment, the sharpness radiating from Lan Xuanyu overwhelmed Gao Yiyang, making it hard for him to breathe. Fear crept into his heart.

In terms of cultivation, he still fell short of Deng Xu Tong. Previously, Deng Xu Tong had faced Bai Xiuxiu. Now, however, Gao Yiyang stood against the fully rejuvenated Lan Xuanyu. The waves of energy emanating from his opponent surged like a torrential flood, crashing down upon him. His Sky Horse Battle Qi wavered, fluctuating under the immense pressure.

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