Two years of hellish tempering had greatly affected his state of mind.
Although he had been resisting the influence of the Killing Intent all along, Yu Tianming now had a pale face, and a baleful aura uncontrollably leaked from between his brows.
Yu Tianming let out a long breath and silently chanted in his heart, 'Third Soul Skill, Lightning Flame Scale Armor.'
His purple third soul ring flickered, and the dragonized scales covering his body gained a golden-red tint.
The red light released by Tang Chen had been lingering on him for a long time, and the Killing Intent and evil energy within it constantly corroded his spirit.
This corruption did not come with divine status; Tang San's Blue Silver Domain could easily purify it. But since soul skills couldn't be used in Slaughter City, only after returning to the outside world could this red light be swiftly purified by his third soul skill.
Freed from the disturbance of the Killing Intent, the pallor on Yu Tianming's face finally regained some color.
He unfolded his massive wings, over ten meters long, and with a gentle flap, he hovered steadily in the sky, aided by wind attributes.
Upon leaving Slaughter City, Yu Tianming didn't fly off like a bird freed from its cage.
Instead, he stood motionless in the sky, silently gazing at the small town in the distance.
At that moment, Dugu Bo, who was basking in the sun on a grand chair, suddenly sensed an unfathomable Killing Intent coming from near the town.
His previously white hair had already turned black again, and Dugu Bo instantly leapt up like a young man.
Green soul power enveloped his entire body, and he turned into a streak of green light, cutting through the sky straight toward Yu Tianming.
The two were not far apart to begin with. As a Titled Douluo, Dugu Bo's speed was astonishing. In an instant, he crossed several dozen li and arrived in front of Yu Tianming.
After two years in Slaughter City, Yu Tianming, now thirteen years old, had nearly finished growing. He stood just over two meters tall—about the same height as Yu Yuanzhen—and after his Martial Soul Possession, his frame expanded even more.
Dugu Bo was a slender figure, as tall as 1.9 meters, but compared to the possessed Yu Tianming, he still seemed significantly smaller.
Now, Yu Tianming's entire aura had transformed. Without the signature three dragon heads and his enormous wings, Dugu Bo might not have recognized him at all.
"Tianming, it's only been two years, and you've grown so tall and imposing. You really resemble the Clan Master now. He'll be very pleased to see you like this."
"Senior Dugu, why… why are you here waiting for me?"
After two years in Slaughter City, filled with nothing but killing, Yu Tianming hadn't spoken to anyone. Now, seeing someone he could converse with, he got a bit emotional and stammered as he spoke.
"I usually have nothing to do in the clan. The Clan Master was worried you'd encounter danger upon leaving Slaughter City, so he sent me to wait for you here. I've waited a full two years. You've finally returned. During this time, Yanyan was constantly worried about you."
Hearing that someone had been concerned about him, Yu Tianming couldn't help but show a stiff smile. "In the past two years, Yanyan's soul power must have improved a lot."
"Yanyan is about to become a Soul Ancestor. Tianxin, Tianheng, and the others have also progressed quite a bit over the past two years. I won't tell you their exact levels—you can see their strength for yourself when you return to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
Mentioning Dugu Yan, the once-feared Poison Douluo of the soul master world gently stroked his beard with a warm smile.
The old and the young hadn't seen each other for two years, and both had endured loneliness. Their hearts brimmed with words they wanted to share.
And so, they talked as they slowly flew in the direction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
As if suddenly recalling something, Dugu Bo asked, "Your Death God Domain—what does it do?"
"In my Death God Domain, the pressure and Killing Intent generated reduce my opponent's power output, while enhancing my own strength far beyond normal."
Hearing this, Dugu Bo nodded thoughtfully.
He had heard stories of the youngest Titled Douluo, Tang Hao—how he once fought the Pope and four Platinum Bishops alone, achieving terrifying battle results.
After joining the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Dugu Bo learned that Tang Hao's power wasn't just due to his soul rings and bones, but also his Death God Domain.
Upon hearing about Yu Tianming's Death God Domain, he asked again, "Compared to the Clear Sky Douluo, whose Death God Domain is stronger?"
"I only have the basic Death God Domain. It weakens enemies by 10% and boosts myself by 10%. Clear Sky Douluo's cultivation is far deeper, so his domain must have a much stronger ratio."
Dugu Bo chuckled and said, "After that battle between the Clear Sky Douluo and Spirit Hall, no one knows whether he lived or died. Even if he survived, who knows where he's hiding now? Tianming, you're only thirteen—the future is yours. You'll surpass Tang Hao sooner or later."
Hearing this, Yu Tianming nodded in agreement.
It wasn't arrogance—Tang Hao, now half-crippled, could no longer pose a threat. The real challenge might come from Tang San in the future.
But now, Yu Tianming had already taken all the immortal herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, cutting off Tang San's greatest opportunity.
Yu Tianming had obtained the Death God Domain at thirteen. Even with the immortal herbs, Tang San would've needed until nineteen. Now, with no herbs, if Yu Tianming stole his mother's soul bone as well, when would Tang San ever pass through Slaughter City?
Not to mention Yu Xiaogang, that so-called "Grandmaster," had already been guiding Tang San for years. If Yu Tianming took away the Seagod's Light too, how would a crippled Tang San ever make a comeback?
Seeing Yu Tianming fall silent, Dugu Bo laughed again and said, "It's been two years. Your soul power must be nearly level 60 now—close to Soul Emperor, right?"
"Not quite. There's a strange aura in Slaughter City that affects one's spirit. In the past two years, I've only increased by two levels. I'm still just level 55—a Soul King."
"In a thousand years on the Douluo Continent, there's never been a thirteen-year-old Soul King. Even if you just stabilized your cultivation for two years, you'd still be the number one genius in the world."
Yu Tianming smiled faintly and said no more.
According to Yu Xiaogang's theory, the maximum age for a fifth soul ring was twelve thousand years, and the sixth was only twenty thousand.
But two years ago, Yu Tianming had absorbed a thirty-thousand-year-old dragon-type soul ring. Despite its extreme attribute needing more soul power to level up, he had jumped straight to level 53.
Now at level 55, with the Death God Domain as well, his combat strength far exceeded that of any ordinary Soul King.
He had already stepped into the world of the truly strong.
(End of Chapter)
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