Soul Land 3: Legend Of The Dragon King

Tang Wulin raised his head, and golden light swirled within his huge golden dragon eyes, while a crimson color appeared over the surface of his scales.

Shrek's Six Monsters immediately became very nervous upon seeing this. Was he going to transform into that crimson dragon again?

Tang Wulin's sixth golden soul ring flashed, and immediately thereafter, he suddenly faltered on the spot. He then waved his right hand through the air, and his Golden Dragon Spear appeared in his grasp. A burst of golden light also erupted from beneath his feet, and everything around him became ethereal and indistinct. It was as if his body had transformed into illusionary golden clouds that were drifting toward the golden and silver vortex.

For some reason, the rapidly revolving vortex suddenly began to slow down in its rotation. All of a sudden, the vortex exploded, and the resulting shockwaves instantly dispersed the oncoming golden clouds. Hu Jie's enormous body rapidly shrank down, and he reverted back to his original form as he reappeared at the center of the drill ground with a bewildered look on his face.

"I lost." Golden light converged on the side of the drill ground, and Tang Wulin also reappeared. His face was slightly pale, and he was panting heavily while using his Golden Dragon Spear as a crutch. However, with the powerful beating of his heart and dragon core, he was quickly able to stand up straight again.

"No," Hu Jie's smile had already completely vanished, and his brows were tightly furrowed as he shook his head. "You didn't lose, Sect Master. Both of us were holding back, and I must thank you for not going through with your final attack. Otherwise..."

His voice trailed off there, but from his expression, it was quite clear that nothing good would've happened to him had Tang Wulin persisted with his final attack.

Tang Wulin forced a weary smile onto his own face. "Thank you, Hall Master Hu; I've been truly enlightened."

He then gave Hu Jie an earnest nod before walking away. Xie Xie and Yue Zhengyu rushed over to offer him their support, but Tang Wulin merely brushed them off with a shake of his head. His incredible regenerative abilities had allowed him to recover his mobility in a very short time.

"I'm going back to my room to rest and reflect on this battle. You can all go back and rest as well," Tang Wulin said before quickly departing.

Hu Jie remained rooted to the spot, and only after Tang Wulin had disappeared from his field of view did the astonishment in his eyes gradually fade away.

He raised a hand and gently plucked a strand of white hair off his own head. As soon as the white hair was removed, it quickly disintegrated into nothingness.

The Smiling Douluo's most powerful ability was his martial soul true body, and just as he had said, he had also been holding back. His martial soul true body was different from that of all other Soul Masters. Generally speaking, a Soul Master with twin martial souls would possess two martial soul true bodies. However, both of his martial souls were parts of his body, and after he had left the Body Sect, he had found a special cultivation method that allowed him to fuse both of his martial souls together in his martial soul true body.

In a sense, his martial soul true body was like a self soul fusion skill, and its power was downright terrifying.

In his ultimate martial soul true body form, his height would exceed 100 meters, and he would weigh over 1,000 tons; even a Limit Douluo wouldn't want to oppose him in a direct clash.

However, he was restricted by the size of the drill ground, and he was also holding back in order to avoid harming Tang Wulin, but he could see that Tang Wulin most likely had other options prior to unleashing his final attack. Hu Jie didn't know what that final soul skill was, but he knew that if the two of them had clashed, Tang Wulin would've definitely been severely wounded, but at the same time, he would've had at least five years cut off his lifespan, and that was only a conservative estimate.

That final attack was directly related to Tang Wulin's time domain, and it was extremely formidable. Furthermore, Hu Jie could sense that he hadn't completely mastered the attack. Otherwise, it would've been even more fearsome.

No one would be willing to sacrifice five years of their lifespan just to wound someone in a sparring match!

Hu Jie was confident that his powers were not inferior to a Limit Douluo's by much, yet Tang Wulin was only an eight-ring Soul Douluo! Just how much had Tang Wulin been holding back?

He didn't know the answer to that question, but after recovering from his astonishment, he was now even more confident in this young sect master.

After returning to his room, Tang Wulin immediately collapsed onto the floor. No matter how powerful his physical constitution was, it had been extremely taxing for him to face a rank 98 Hyper Douluo, particularly when there wasn't a huge disparity in their spiritual powers, and his bloodline hadn't been able to suppress Hu Jie by much, either.

Tang Wulin even had a feeling that with his current level of powers, even facing Light Dark Douluo Long Yeyue wouldn't have been such a grueling battle for him; at the very least Elder Long's martial souls would be affected by his Golden Dragon King bloodline.

This Smiling Douluo had been even more powerful than he had imagined, so in the end, he had been forced to use Millennium White Clouds.

This was the first time he had used Millennium White Clouds in battle, and in that instant, he felt as if his essence, energy, and spirit had all combined as one. His spiritual domain had also become a part of Millennium White Clouds, transforming the attack into an omnipresent domain-like existence. No matter how powerful his opponent was, they would still be affected by the power of time.

At the last second, he had withheld the true power of his Millennium White Clouds. The Smiling Douluo had naturally sensed this. At the time, he had been using his own martial soul true body to dispel Millennium White Clouds with all his might, but if Tang Wulin hadn't withdrawn the attack, he wouldn't have been able to do so.

Unfortunately, Tang Wulin's mastery of Millennium White Clouds was still only at a very preliminary stage, but the fact that he was able to pose a threat to such a powerful being with the attack truly made it live up to its name as a divine technique.

Tang Wulin was very pleased with himself, and a faint smile appeared on his face. The pressure from practical combat always helped him improve at a rapid rate.

Even though the Smiling Douluo hadn't mastered the congenital secret method, he had still been able to attain such a formidable level of power. It was no wonder that the Body Sect had once been an organization that had rivaled the Tang Sect. As expected, he had definitely made the right decision when he chose to cultivate the congenital secret method.

Not long after that, Tang Wulin gradually entered a meditative state. The crimson dragon transformation had triggered an evolution within him, and after obtaining the Ice God Bead and meeting his birth father, Tang San, he was beginning a metamorphosis.

Every cultivation session and every battle thereafter would assist him in this process, and once he completed his metamorphosis, then he would become one of the most powerful beings on the Douluo Continent. In Tang Wulin's eyes, that time wouldn't be too far away.

In the instant that Millennium White Clouds had encompassed the entire battlefield, Tang Wulin felt as if he had witnessed the past several decades of Hu Jie's life. He had sensed the changes Hu Jie had undergone at different points in his life, and also seen Hu Jie in his old age.

Hundreds of years had passed by in an instant in his eyes, and that was the true power of time. No power could compare with time. As long as a power hadn't transcended beyond the human body, it would inevitably be affected by time and eventually be erased by the passage of time.

During that final attack, he had attained a more profound understanding of his own spiritual domain. Time wasn't an element, and it was different from space. Space seemed to be comprised of countless tiny particles, within which all types of elements were encompassed, whereas time was the process of change in and formation of space. Compared to space, time was far more difficult to grasp. It was purely a feeling rather than a type of energy.

This was why Tang Wulin's Millennium White Clouds was effective against someone near the Limit Douluo level, even though he was only a Soul Douluo himself.

However, unleashing that Millennium White Clouds had also instilled Tang Wulin with a sense of panic. The amount of expenditure required to unleash the attack was downright terrifying. Not only had his spiritual power been instantly exhausted, his soul power, bloodline power, and all of his energy had also been infused into Millennium White Clouds and converted into that special type of power. Perhaps that was the power of time. If he had persisted and completely unleashed his Millennium White Clouds, it would take at least three days for him to somewhat recover, and that wasn't even taking into account the severe injuries he would've suffered from that final clash.

At his current level of power, he would have to wait at least three days between one usage of Millennium White Clouds to the next. He would most likely have to become a Limit Douluo before he could use the attack at will.

At the time, he had originally planned to use his Golden Dragon Infernal Massacre, but he was concerned that it would affect his emotions, and he also wanted to test out his Millennium White Clouds, which was why he had made a split-second decision to switch attacks in the end.

As it turned out, Millennium White Clouds was indeed extremely powerful, even more so than he had expected.

In a corner on the second floor of the Tang Sect's drill ground. The same figure was still seated on the spot with a blank look in her eyes.