137: Return to Douqi Continent

At the same time, the deep purple scar on Mo Yuhan's chest squirmed violently like a living thing, and an ancient and fierce purple aura was forcibly stimulated.

"Fifth Spirit Ability: Dark Gold Melting Vein! Fusion Skill: Xuan Huang Purple Flame: Great Fissure!!!"

Boom—!!!

This time, instead of condensing on his limbs, Mo Yuhan used himself as the guide, his fifth spirit ring as the base, the origin of the Xuan Huang Purple Flame in his chest as the fire, and the scar containing the fierce aura of the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King as the fuse, madly pouring all his power into the ground beneath his feet.

The ground beneath his feet instantly became crimson and transparent.

Like molten glass.

Immediately after, a terrifying rift, bottomless, several feet wide, with viscous purple-gold magma flowing along its edges, tore open abruptly in front of him, like the mouth of a sleeping hell, without any warning.

The rift was not static; instead, like a giant python with a life of its own, it extended and devoured with an aura of consuming all things, heading towards Tang Hao's standing position and towards the bloody giant hammer descending from the sky.

The depths of the rift were not dark, but filled with churning, boiling purple-gold magma emitting a sky-scorching, earth-destroying high temperature.

Countless purple-gold flame giant hands, composed of pure destructive energy, reached out from the magma like demonic claws from hell, seizing the descending bloody giant hammer with shrill screams.

Rumble rumble rumble—!!!!

An indescribable collision!

The bloody giant hammer and the purple-gold rift collided like two meteors in the low sky.

Blinding light instantly swallowed everyone's vision!

A destructive energy storm, like billions of sharp razors, swept madly in all directions!

The rock walls of the circular valley collapsed, shattered, and turned to dust layer by layer like a sandcastle!

The Crescent Spring instantly evaporated!

The massive Blue Silver EmperorMain unit erupted with a dazzling blue-gold halo, struggling to hold on, but its branches and leaves withered and shattered in large swaths amidst the terrifying energy turbulence!

Crack! Boom—!

The bloody giant hammer was, after all, a Titled Douluo's Spirit Ability; it forcefully shattered countless purple-gold flame giant hands, tore through the boiling magma, and slammed heavily against the "wall" of the rift.

The entire rift vibrated violently, and countless massive magma fire pillars shot into the sky.

Mo Yuhan was struck as if by a heavy hammer, spitting out another mouthful of fresh blood, his body swaying precariously, and the rift beneath his feet began to collapse and shrink at a visible speed.

"Puff!" Tang Hao was equally unwell; his Spirit Avatar's giant hammer vibrated violently, and the backlash caused his blood and qi to surge, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with incredible horror.

This ant... could actually contend with his eighth Spirit Ability?!

However, Mo Yuhan's goal was not to fight head-on; what he wanted was this brief delay and chaos.

Just as the energy storm was at its most violent and vision was completely swallowed by the light.

"Teacher! Now's the time!" Mo Yuhan roared, expending his last ounce of strength.

Ruo Lin, who had long been poised and ready, erupted with a decisive light in her eyes!

She slammed her hands onto the edge of the still-not-fully-closed lava rift that Mo Yuhan had torn open.

All the water-attribute Dou Qi in her body was poured in madly, without reservation!

"Profound Grade High-Tier Dou Skills: Vast Ocean Tide Birth: Countercurrent!"

Whoosh—!!!

The water vapor that should have been evaporated by the ground fire and lava was instantly forcibly gathered under Ruo Lin's desperate activation of her Dou Skills.

A massive, deep blue water tornado, composed entirely of pure water-attribute Dou Qi and emitting bone-chilling cold, surged against the destructive torrent of the lava rift, rushing fiercely into the center of the raging energy storm, as if the Sea God's wrath had been summoned from the void.

Hiss—!!!!

Extreme water and fire, extreme cold and extreme heat, collided head-on in the heart of the destructive storm! This triggered an even more violent chain of explosions and energy annihilation.

The entire valley was completely filled with white water vapor, purple-gold flames, and bloody energy turbulence, vision was completely deprived, and perception was thoroughly disrupted by the violent energy.

"Ah Yin! Grab me!" Mo Yuhan roared amidst the energy turbulence, his blood-stained left hand gripping Ah Yin's cold wrist tightly.

Ah Yin did not hesitate, using her last strength to grasp his hand tightly in return! Her other hand gripped a main vine of the Blue Silver EmperorMain unit swaying in the storm.

"Blue Silver Domain: Protection!"

Blue-gold light burst forth from Ah Yin's emerald-like eyes, and the remaining Blue Silver Emperor around her erupted with its last light of life, forming a thin yet incredibly tough blue-gold light shield, barely enveloping her and Mo Yuhan, resisting the tearing force of the violent turbulence.

"Go!" Ruo Lin's voice was filled with a tearing decisiveness!

Using the immense impact force generated by the water tornado's explosion, her figure transformed into a pale blue stream of light, slamming into Mo Yuhan and Ah Yin.

At the same time, Mo Yuhan immediately chose to return to the Dou Qi Continent.

A dark rift with extremely unstable edges and filled with violent spatial turbulence was forcibly torn open beside the three, and a powerful suction instantly came forth.

"Trying to run?! Stay here—!!!" Tang Hao's roar pierced through the chaotic energy storm.

He finally broke free from the impact of the explosion, appearing like a madman, his Clear Sky Hammer in hand, carrying the lingering power of shattering space, hurled fiercely towards the spatial rift.

Before the hammer's shadow arrived, the terrifying pressure already caused the spatial rift to twist violently.

However, it was too late!

Just before the Clear Sky Hammer struck, Mo Yuhan, Ah Yin, and Ruo Lin's figures were completely swallowed by the dark spatial rift.

Pfft!

A sharp hammer wind grazed the edge of the spatial rift, instantly turning a few strands of blue hair floating outside the rift into nothingness.

Boom—!!!

The Clear Sky Hammer slammed heavily into the spot where the rift had vanished, completely smashing that area of space into chaotic nothingness!

The entire circular valley completely collapsed, being forcibly blasted into a massive, bottomless abyss!

"No—!!! Ah Yin!!" Tang Hao, like a wounded beast, stood at the edge of the abyss, letting out a desperate and frantic roar, his voice echoing for a long time over the desolate ruins.

............

Chaos, tearing, inversion, weightlessness...

The spatial turbulence was like billions of invisible sharp blades, cutting through body and soul.

Mo Yuhan only felt his consciousness fluctuating in the boundless darkness and the tearing of violent energy, his body seemingly about to be completely disintegrated.

Just as his consciousness was about to completely sink, a tough and cool force, like a vine, wrapped around his waist, tightening more and more.

Immediately after, a soft and trembling body, carrying a faint scent of grass and wood and undried blood, pressed tightly against his scarred back.

Warm, moist breaths, accompanied by the rapid gasps of one who had escaped disaster, exhaled onto the sensitive skin of his neck.

A cold, blood-stained, slender hand trembled, yet with extraordinary firmness, it fumbled and finally tightly grasped his left hand, which was hanging by his side, fingers tightly intertwined.

"Don't... don't let go..."

Ah Yin's voice, extremely weak and choked, whispered in his ear like a delirium, barely a breath, yet with an undeniable stubbornness.

Her forehead gently, with all her dependence and an indescribable tremor, rested against the rugged, deep purple old scar on his back.

The burning scar, touching her cool forehead, transmitted the warmth of life and the shiver of surviving a catastrophe.

"This time... it's my turn to hold onto you..."