Novel Full Chapter 1248: Summoning the Behemoth
Chapter 1248: Chapter 1248: Summoning the Behemoth
Just as this was happening, a halo of light burst forth from under Ling Yumo’s feet.
The first ring released was black, belonging to his Three-Word Battle Armor, adorned with soft and beautiful patterns, while the second halo was a light purple, adding a touch of mystery and splendor.
Twin halos? The first surely pertained to the Battle Armor, so the second must be a manifestation of Spiritual Power. This represented the Spiritual Power of the Spirit Domain Realm.
Spirit Domain Realm Spiritual Power, Super Douluo. Moving forward from here would be touching upon the threshold of God Rank.
Faced with such an opponent, Qian Lei’s expression grew solemn as rings of Soul Rings began to rise from beneath his feet.
When Ling Yumo saw his Soul Rings, he couldn’t help but reveal a look of surprise. Qian Lei’s Soul Rings didn’t seem particularly special. The Soul Rings ascended one by one, and oddly enough, there were even purple ones.
Two purple, seven black. These were Qian Lei’s Soul Rings.
It is known that among the disciples of Shrek Academy, those who still have purple Soul Rings after reaching the level of the Inner Court are exceedingly rare. Everyone would have sought ways to enhance their Soul Rings through means such as the Spirit Ascension Platform.
However, Qian Lei’s Soul Rings colors were slightly different than normal. Whether it was purple Soul Rings or black Soul Rings, there seemed to be a faint golden layer over them. Although not very prominent, as Soul Masters, they were all too familiar with the colors of Soul Rings. Ling Yumo noticed the difference in his Soul Rings’ color almost immediately.
Nine rings, Titled Douluo?
The look in Sima Xian’s eyes froze instantly. Since when did Qian Lei reach the level of a Titled Douluo?
In reality, the hint of gold on Qian Lei’s Soul Rings wasn’t originally there. It only appeared after he started the Method of Bloodline Refinement on the Sky Dragon Planet, with Lan Xuanyu’s assistance, refining his own bloodline.
Since merging with Golden Fatty, he had not obtained any other Soul Spirits. Not that he didn’t want to, but Golden Fatty had an overwhelmingly strong exclusivity, simply not allowing him to assimilate other soul beasts. Whenever he needed to improve his Soul Rings, Golden Fatty would naturally condense them for him. Although there were no hundred thousand year existences, he was not short of soul skills.
One Golden Fatty provided him with as many as seven Soul Rings. This was much more than what a regular soul beast could offer. Even ferocious beasts could not provide so many Soul Rings. Therefore, even Qian Lei himself was not sure whether he still qualified as a pure Soul Master in this state.
For him, Body Refining was about the Golden Behemoth Bloodline Tempering! Golden Fatty had long become a part of his body. The Golden Behemoth Bloodline’s impact on his original Martial Soul was immense, always mutating towards greater strength. Besides Lan Xuanyu’s Dragon God’s bloodline that could steadily suppress his bloodline aura, no one else had a bloodline superiority over his.
With his bloodline aura reverberating, Qian Lei cracked a smile and didn’t rush forward immediately. Instead, he raised his hand and tossed a golden coin into the air.
His Martial Soul was never the Golden Behemoth, but Summoning Money. It just so happened that his Summoning Money underwent mutation due to the Golden Behemoth.
Ling Yumo, however, made the first move. With a sweep of his left hand, the sky instantly darkened even more, as countless fine raindrops fell from the sky, bringing pitch-black rain toward Qian Lei, shrouding everything nearby in darkness.
The water and darkness elements instantly intensified. Dual-element control, that was Ling Yumo’s Twin Martial Souls. Moreover, he had already cultivated both elements to the peak of their control power.
This dark rain was somewhat similar to Bai Xiuxiu’s Bine Moxue, only that the raindrops did not vary as much as the snowflakes did, but they fell much faster.
Summoning Money was thrown into the air, and a light door immediately lit up in front of Qian Lei. Accompanied by a deep roar, a Behemoth Beast over ten meters tall, covered in gray-black fur, charged out from it. Stepping on the icy surface, it made a thunderous rumble as it rushed straight towards Ling Yumo.
Qian Lei’s proposal to fight on a hard surface was obviously not for his own sake. He could fly, of course, but the summoned Behemoth Beast could not!
Summoning? A light flashed in Ling Yumo’s eyes. Rain continued to fall finely in the air. Around Qian Lei’s body, a layer of light condensed by Soul Power was propped up, resisting the erosion of the dark rain, but under such conditions, his own consumption of Soul Power was definitely significant.
Facing the Behemoth Beast, Ling Yumo’s right hand led the way, and the raindrops in the air suddenly converged towards him. A huge black water column surged out, colliding squarely with the Behemoth Beast.
“Boom—” Amidst the intense rumbling sound, the Behemoth Beast was instantly knocked flying, enveloped by the dark water column, and fell directly towards the distance.
Ling Yumo tapped his toes on the ground, his wings spread behind him, moving with extraordinary speed. It was as if the surrounding dark rain was pushing his body, propelling him swiftly forward. With a virtual grab in the air, a longsword condensed from the black rain appeared in his grip. A slash tore through the void. Instantly, all the dark rain in the air converged towards his direction. A black giant sword, ten meters in length, formed in an instant and was already above Qian Lei’s head the next moment.
The air around him suddenly became viscous. At this moment, all the dark rainwater seemed to have turned into swamp, trapping Qian Lei, making even his movements decelerate. The giant black sword was already overhead.
Qian Lei looked up and smiled. Dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from the center of his body, and his stature swelled, inflating to over fifteen meters in height almost instantaneously. He didn’t even use his arms to block, allowing the black giant sword to strike down upon his head.
With a “bang,” the black giant sword exploded instantaneously, turning into countless black light droplets scattering everywhere, but Qian Lei still stood proudly, shaking his head to dispel the black rainwater that was eroding him.
Such strong defense! The watching inner court disciples’ expressions changed. To withstand Ling Yumo’s Dark Rain Slash? That’s a full-force strike at the level of a Super Douluo, and amplified by the Three-Word Battle Armor at that. How strong must that defense be? It’s definitely not something Two-Word Battle Armor could provide!
In fact, the Two-Word Battle Armor had already disappeared into Qian Lei’s body as it expanded and was no longer externally visible, but the defensive power increased still.
And just then, a figure suddenly appeared behind Ling Yumo. A pair of huge claws opened and viciously grabbed at his back. It was the same Behemoth Beast that had been blasted away by his strike earlier.
At this moment, smoke was still rising from the Behemoth Beast, clearly suffering corrosion from the dark rain. But that was all. It hadn’t affected its ferocity in attacking. It had just leapt a hundred meters high from the ground before pouncing at Ling Yumo.
A curtain of water naturally condensed behind Ling Yumo, enveloping the Behemoth Beast within, immobilizing it. The next instant, the water curtain violently spun, and the vortex seemed to be full of countless blades, frantically slicing the Behemoth Beast’s body.
Qian Lei’s face changed slightly, a flicker of light passed through his eyes, and the Behemoth Beast vanished into thin air, recalled back into his summoning.
Simultaneously, Qian Lei’s fourth soul ring lit up, Money was thrown out again, but this time it wasn’t just one coin, but three. Three light doors also appeared at the same time on the icy surface. Accompanied by three roars, three Behemoth Beasts charged out from within the light doors.
As the battle progressed to this point, the expressions on the faces of the inner court disciples in attendance all began to turn solemn.