A Titled Douluo truly wasn't to be trifled with. It was entirely normal for a Soul Bone, something ordinary Soul Masters might never even glimpse, to be on someone like him.
The Great Master didn't dare let Luo Sanpao be struck by those pale-white beams of light. From his opponent's solemn posture, he could tell these twin white beams were no ordinary attack.
Luo Sanpao folded his dragon wings, his body plummeting toward the ground like a meteor. At the same time, the golden light across his body surged brilliantly, and he suddenly flipped in midair.
"Farts like thunder, splitting heaven and earth—Luo Sanpao!"
The Great Master shouted the incantation for the soul skill originally belonging to Sanpao. However, under the effect of the Golden Iron Triangle's Martial Soul Fusion Technique, the Golden Holy Dragon, this was no longer the feeble trick that even Tang San could have easily blocked.
A dense cloud of golden mist erupted from beneath Luo Sanpao's dragon tail, condensing mid-air into a golden light shield to block the incoming white beams.
With a muffled boom, both Luo Sanpao and the Great Master's bodies shuddered violently. The moment the golden light clashed with the pale-white beams in the air, it was instantly dyed pure white by them. Then, an even more astonishing scene occurred. The transformed shield underwent a qualitative change in midair; what was originally intangible energy became solid, turning into a stone that plummeted from the sky.
The Great Master finally realized what Soul Bone adorned Dugu Bo's head and couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath. If his guess was correct, this must be the Soul Bone produced by one of the pinnacle existence among snake-type Soul Beasts—the legendary Medusa, empress of serpents. From the skill "Medusa's Gaze" turning even energy into stone, that Soul Bone must have dropped from at least a ten-thousand-year-old Medusa.
Although Luo Sanpao's transformed shield had blocked this strike, the energy backlash caused the golden light on Luo Sanpao's body to dim significantly. And within the Golden Iron Triangle, whether it was the Great Master, Flandre, or Liu Erlong, all three experienced a violent tremor in their bodies.
Their Martial Soul Fusion Technique effectively merged all three of their powers into Luo Sanpao's body. Luo Sanpao's physical form essentially became their shared corporeal vessel. The most tyrannical aspect of this technique was that once activated, the three of them temporarily entered a state of invincibility. Unless Luo Sanpao was destroyed, or their Soul Power was completely exhausted, any attack or abnormal state effect would be rendered invalid.
Precisely because of this, neither the toxins from the poison array earlier nor Dugu Bo's later snake-tail attack had inflicted any harm upon them.
"Hmph, you dodged it once. Think you can dodge it again?" The Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor's pale-white eyes locked onto Luo Sanpao once more. Having seen much of the world, Dugu Bo naturally deduced the effect of the Golden Iron Triangle's Martial Soul Fusion Technique. While this Golden Holy Dragon wasn't weak, the three's Soul Power was still far too lacking compared to his own. The current Luo Sanpao was not yet enough to pose a genuine threat to him.
If Titled Douluo could be defeated so easily, how could they be called the continent's strongest?
A distant, resonant dragon cry echoed from Luo Sanpao's mouth. The Great Master knew that if he didn't unleash their final gambit now, their combined energy would fail them first. Medusa's Gaze was simply too terrifying; if they were hit, Sanpao would be in grave danger.
The golden light flared again. The Great Master, Flandre, and Liu Erlong all spat out a mouthful of fresh blood almost simultaneously, landing on the central ring of the golden triangle formation below them. In an instant, their blood merged within the ring, transforming into a single point of golden light that shot like lightning onto Luo Sanpao's body.
Spreading his dragon wings, Luo Sanpao did not dodge the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor's attack this time. The golden light across his entire body blazed like flames. His dragon roars grew higher and more powerful with each cry. Before him, the golden flames coalesced into another shape—another him, forming a transparent dragon shadow that hurtled straight toward the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor.
The ultimate technique of the Golden Holy Dragon: True Form of the Holy Dragon.
Twenty years ago, the Great Master and his two partners had only completed half of this technique. Twenty years later today, although the Great Master himself hadn't made much progress, both Flandre and Liu Erlong had already become Soul Saints.
And they had finally executed this technique for the very first time.
As the holy dragon, now a being of pure light and shadow, flew forth, Luo Sanpao's body shrank rapidly in midair, transforming into a blue-violet light that flew back to the Great Master and vanished. The aura surrounding the Golden Iron Triangle simultaneously receded, all the golden radiance draining away swiftly. All three of their faces turned deathly pale.
"Bastard!" Dugu Bo roared in fury.
The True Form of the Holy Dragon was one of the Golden Holy Dragon's most formidable secret arts. Even for a pseudo-Golden Holy Dragon, the power it unleashed was extraordinary. Medusa's Gaze was a terrifying beam capable of inducing mutation in objects or energy. But it had its limits. The holy dragon, charging like a meteor toward him, had clearly surpassed the limit of Medusa's Gaze.
What vexed Dugu Bo even more was that he absolutely could not dodge. If he evaded the True Form of the Holy Dragon's full power, the mountain peak behind him would be instantly leveled, and the Ice Fire Yin-Yang Wells would be immediately destroyed and lost forever.
Therefore, unwilling as he was, he had no choice but to rely on his own strength to withstand this blow head-on.