Soul Land IV (Douluo Dalu) : Ultimate Fighting

Chapter 1254: Chapter 1254: Purple Crystal Behemoth

Under the Golden Behemoth state, Qian Lei was fifteen meters tall. But with the current explosion, his height dramatically ballooned to over twenty meters.

All of the golden fur on his body had disappeared, replaced by purple fur instead, every strand of which looked as if it were carved from translucent amethyst. A terrifying aura was also being released unstably from him.

His eyes had turned purple, and an indescribable majesty burst forth, making most people present feel oppressed by their bloodlines.

What is this?

Tian Zefeng sprang out, shocked by the gigantic figure in front of him. But the next moment, Qian Lei made a feint with his right hand towards his direction.

Immediately, terrifying streams of purple air surged through the air. The icy surface beneath their feet shattered one after another, and the horrific destructive force pulled Tian Zefeng’s body like a giant vortex.

Tian Zefeng swung his Condensation Dagger, trying to sever the pull. However, he found that although he could cut through the air currents in front of him, he was unable to sever the entire surrounding space. Just a moment’s pause and he was enveloped in purple light, drawn towards Qian Lei’s direction.

With a swing of Qian Lei’s other hand, a massive amethyst claw ferociously descended. The terrifying blade arrived instantly, its sharp edge reaching Tian Zefeng in a flash.

Tian Zefeng’s multiple strikes hadn’t been able to end the battle, but if Qian Lei’s slash hit him, there was no doubt he wouldn’t be able to block it. Even the Three-Word Battle Armor certainly couldn’t withstand that purple edge!

But just as the blade was about to reach Tian Zefeng’s head, the purple paused. The pulling force around Tian Zefeng also vanished. He was stunned to see Qian Lei’s body deflate like a punctured ball, rapidly shrinking back to his original form.

With a “plop,” Qian Lei had fallen into the lake beneath the broken ice surface.

A green light beam descended from the sky, shining into the water and pulling Qian Lei’s body up.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Tian Zefeng’s forehead. Just now, in just an instant, he could have been finished off. And that horrifying pulling force was simply not something he could contend with.

“Qian Lei withdraws due to exhaustion, Tian Zefeng is defeated and withdraws. Both sides send out the next player,” echoed the voice of the Sea God Pavilion Master.

It was only now that Tian Zefeng regained his composure, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. Yes, he had lost. Although Qian Lei hadn’t brought down his final strike and then ran out of strength, Tian Zefeng was very clear that the pause was intentional by Qian Lei; otherwise, he could have completely slashed him before running out of strength. It was precisely because he controlled not to let the attack fall that he exhausted his strength faster, ending the battle. This battle was a complete defeat for him. After Qian Lei turned purple, he completely countered his abilities. His explosion ability could not break free from that ultimate pulling force.

What exactly is this guy’s Martial Soul? To have such terrifying strength.

Tian Zefeng has also lost. Two against one!

Who among the inner court disciples could have anticipated this before the sparring began? Ling Yumo together with Tian Zefeng, actually lost to an obscure student who had only recently entered the Inner Court.

This is simply a resounding slap in the face! Those who previously said Qian Lei was a fool are now speechless.

Such formidable strength could indeed be considered the pinnacle of power. With such strength, how is he any less than the Shrek Seven Monsters?

Layers of green halos shone on Qian Lei, bringing him exceptional comfort, and the gentle injection of soul power made his pale face look a bit better. Moreover, he had just fallen into the Sea God’s Lake, surrounded by abundant life energy, which was exactly what he urgently needed at the moment.

However, from the looks of it, Qian Lei was pale and weak, motionless as he lay in Lan Mengqin’s embrace.

Lan Mengqin was cautiously healing his body; his external injuries healed quickly.

In reality, Qian Lei hadn’t lost consciousness. He was secretly delighted in his heart! Taking on two opponents at once and not leaving the second one for his companions to deal with. What could be more marvelous than successively defeating two Super Douluo-level powerhouses?

Actually, even he himself did not know his ninth soul skill would be so powerful, since this was his first time using it.

Given Qian Lei’s personality, after breaking through to the Titled Douluo level, he had long wanted to unleash his ninth soul skill, to test out what this soul skill was. However, right after his breakthrough, he was never able to use this ninth soul skill. It was as if he could barely communicate with the soul skill, yet unable to trigger it.

It was only after incessant Bloodline Refinement to enhance his own bloodline and the purity of the Golden Behemoth Bloodline that he gradually began to have some sense of it.

Just now, in defeating Ling Yumo, when he fully unleashed the Behemoth Legion, it seemed to open a door within his body, allowing him finally to connect with his ninth soul skill.

When he began to endure Tian Zefeng’s attacks, he was indeed gathering strength, accumulating Soul Power to stimulate the bloodline, so both complimented each other, allowing the ninth soul skill to be cast.

And when he unleashed the ninth soul skill, it seemed to connect with something invisibly. A vast power from a distant feeling poured in, resulting in the later transformation. This also led to the emergence of some knowledge about the Behemoth Beast in his mind.

In the world of the Behemoth Beasts, the most apex existence is the Golden Behemoth. The Golden Behemoth King is the leader among the Behemoth Beasts. But above the Golden Behemoth, there is an extremely rare, often unique Emperor-level Behemoth Beast known as the Purple Crystal Behemoth. Only the Golden Behemoth King has the chance to communicate with the Purple Crystal Behemoth. The Purple Crystal Behemoth is akin to a god among the Behemoths. Therefore, his ninth soul skill, bestowed by Golden Fatty, is called Purple Crystal Summon.

With Golden Fatty’s bloodline intensity, he was unable to complete this summoning. He wasn’t qualified to be the Golden Behemoth King yet.

But with the continual Bloodline Refinement and purification of his golden bloodline, Qian Lei eventually completed the inter-bloodline communication, establishing the coordinates for summoning. Thereby calling forth the aura of the Purple Crystal Behemoth.

Qian Lei understood that this was due to his insufficient Cultivation level, which only allowed the Purple Crystal Behemoth’s aura to briefly envelop him—it wasn’t the true Purple Crystal Behemoth. Only with the continuous increase of his own strength, perhaps even breaking through to the God Rank, could he truly summon the Purple Crystal Behemoth.

Today’s summoning, likewise, opened a brand new door for him. It made him realize the benefits of Bloodline Refinement for himself. Through the continuing refinements, he believed that his bloodline would definitely reach the level of the Golden Behemoth King. By then, he might truly be able to summon the Purple Crystal Behemoth.

While Qian Lei was basking in the care provided by Lan Mengqin, the sparring match continued.

With a flash of his figure, Liu Feng was already above the lake surface, and now it was his turn.

Across from Liu Feng, a figure had also stepped out from among the inner court disciples. This time, it was a woman. An Inner Court Female Student.

This female student was rather striking, appearing to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, her expression somewhat solemn. She wore a light-yellow long dress that fluttered elegantly.

“Thirty-Three Skywing, Liu Feng. I ask for guidance from my senior.” Liu Feng bowed slightly in greeting.

The female student in front of him returned a slight smile and said, “Hello, I’m Yu Yingxin.”

Yu Yingxin, senior. Lan Xuanyu narrowed his eyes; he naturally knew this name. This senior is no ordinary person. Among the inner court disciples, she was one of the most senior. She may look only twenty-seven or twenty-eight, but in reality, she was around thirty-four or thirty-five years old. She should have been cultivating in the Inner Court for over fifteen years. Even if not an Ultimate Douluo, she at least had a level 98 Cultivation.

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