Douluo Dalu 2: The True God King-Chapter 302: [DD2]:

"I didn't expect that after being away from the world for so long, there would still be people who recognize me. Interesting."

Ye Xishui half-reclined on the blood-red throne, exuding an air of lazy indifference. Her crimson eyes scanned Mu Wu carelessly, her entire demeanor radiating nonchalance.

Yet Mu Wu did not dare to be careless. Death God Douluo Ye Xishui had risen to fame a century ago. She was one of the three great Ultimate Douluo, alongside Dragon God Douluo Mu En and Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao. In terms of actual combat power, she was far stronger than the half-crippled Mu En.

Faced with such a formidable existence, how could Mu Wu afford to underestimate her?

"Death God Douluo, what is your intention?" Mu Wu asked warily.

Ye Xishui smiled leisurely, her jade-like fingers pointing at Xuan Zi, who had already been gravely injured by Mu Wu. Her blood-red lips parted slightly.

"I came to take back my church's elder and return him to the Holy Spirit Church."

As she spoke, Ye Xishui raised her right hand, grasping at the air, and instantly pulled Xuan Zi towards her.

Mu Wu's eyes narrowed, but he did not intervene.

Ye Xishui was an old-generation Ultimate Douluo—if he fought her, he would be at a disadvantage. He still remembered Su Yu's instructions: his priority was to protect himself. He could not risk his life for Xuan Zi.

Moreover, he had an important mission. The young master had not yet fully grown, and he could not afford an accident at this moment.

Even though Ye Xishui's every movement seemed to belittle him, he remained patient. It was unwise to make an enemy of her now.

However, what worried him was that this unpredictable woman might not let things end so easily.

Ye Xishui casually lifted Xuan Zi into midair. At this moment, the power of an Ultimate Douluo became evident—her fingers curled slightly, and an invisible force bound Xuan Zi completely, rendering him unable to move.

"Not bad, quite an impressive aura of darkness. It seems this trip wasn't in vain."

Ye Xishui examined Xuan Zi with a nod of approval.

She was, of course, familiar with him.

Back in the day, her relationship with Mu En and Long Xiaoyao had been rather... complicated. How could she not know Xuan Zi's identity?

However, Xuan Zi's abilities had been mediocre in the past, so she never paid him any attention.

But now, after succumbing to darkness, Xuan Zi had become a force to be reckoned with.

If he could maintain the state of his Dark Nether Taotie martial soul, even her son, Zhong Liwu—the leader of the Holy Spirit Church—would struggle to subdue him.

The Dark Nether Taotie was a true demonic martial soul of supreme quality, ranking among the strongest of all martial souls.

With just a glance, Ye Xishui knew that coming here had been the right decision. If Xuan Zi were taken away, the Holy Spirit Church would lose a powerful warrior.

Yet what intrigued her even more was Mu Wu himself.

To have completely suppressed Xuan Zi and his Dark Nether Taotie from start to finish—this man was even stronger than her son.

He piqued her interest.

Her blood-red eyes shifted away from Xuan Zi and fixated on Mu Wu, scrutinizing him, as if she wanted to see through him entirely.

Mu Wu frowned slightly, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart.

"You have a solid foundation. You've had the qualifications to break through to Ultimate Douluo for some time. Why have you remained stagnant?"

Her delicate brows arched slightly as she glanced over him once more. Then, as if realizing something, her eyes sparkled with intrigue.

"Could it be... you're attempting the legendary Yin-Yang Dual Soul Core?"

Mu Wu's expression darkened. Being scrutinized by this old woman gave him an inexplicable sense of disgust.

Whether it was out of rejection or something else, he simply could not develop any fondness for her.

Among the three great human Ultimate Douluo, she was the one he disliked the most.

"Death God Douluo, you have found what you were looking for. I won't disturb you any longer. Farewell."

Mu Wu cupped his hands in a polite gesture and turned to leave.

Ye Xishui's lips curled slightly, amusement flashing in her eyes.

"Wait!"

Mu Wu clenched his fists in silence.

"You are quite talented. Are you interested in joining my Holy Spirit Church?" she asked with a smile.

"I appreciate the offer, but as the Grand Guardian of the Ice God Palace, I cannot serve another faction. Farewell."

Without hesitation, Mu Wu turned and walked away.

"Leaving?"

"It won't be that easy."

Ye Xishui's smile vanished instantly, her beautiful eyes flashing with cold determination.

"Since you refuse to be sensible, I will take you back by force. Once you have joined my church, you will thank me for it."

As her words fell, Ye Xishui struck with her palm.

The might of an Ultimate Douluo was enough to shake heaven and earth. At this level, even a casual attack was nearly impossible to withstand for anyone below this realm.

Mu Wu's eyes turned sharp. Soul power surged, unleashing a frigid storm.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion erupted.

Mu Wu was blasted back a hundred meters, his blood roiling.

Ye Xishui slowly rose from her blood throne. With a flick of her hand, a crimson barrier formed around Xuan Zi, trapping him.

She flexed her fair, jade-like fingers before pointing lightly at Mu Wu.

As her fingertip moved, a tidal wave of blood-red energy cascaded from the sky, surging toward Mu Wu as if to engulf him.

Mu Wu did not hesitate—his martial soul, Baxia, roared toward the heavens.

The might of a dragon fused with the biting chill of ice.

In an instant, an icy-blue radiance spread out, freezing everything in its path. freewebnoveℓ.com

Even the overwhelming blood wave was turned into solid crimson ice.

"Oh?"

Ye Xishui's figure flickered as she arrived at the center of the battlefield.

With a casual swipe, her delicate, crimson-nailed fingers struck out.

A seemingly unremarkable hand—yet Mu Wu felt an overwhelming sense of dread.

Without hesitation, he activated his True Martial Soul Form.

Yet this small, delicate hand contained an unimaginable force.

With a single strike, his martial soul form was sent flying.

Mu Wu was blasted back hundreds of meters. That effortless attack contained a crushing weight.

If not for his martial soul's formidable defense, he would have been severely wounded by that single blow.

Even so, the strike still sent his blood surging chaotically.

So this is the power of an Ultimate Douluo?

Ye Xishui walked barefoot, each step leaving behind eerie shadows of blood.

This woman could turn hostile in an instant—even her toenails were blood-red, adding to her unsettling aura.

Her jade-like feet, originally as pure as white lotus roots, exuded an ominous and chilling presence.

"Your shell is quite tough. Among those below Ultimate Douluo, there may be none who can defeat you."

"But... no matter how strong you are, in my presence, you are insignificant."

"Perhaps it is time for me to teach you why Ultimate Douluo are called 'Ultimate.'"

As Ye Xishui spoke, her aura surged.

In Mu Wu's perception, she became as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

The sheer pressure made him more solemn than ever before.

Once again, he experienced the true terror of an Ultimate Douluo.

Even with his powerful martial soul and supreme soul ring configuration, he still felt powerless against her.

Ultimate... Ultimate...

This was truly the pinnacle of human strength.

"No other choice."

Mu Wu murmured inwardly.

His gaze sharpened as his fighting spirit ignited.

Facing Ye Xishui's overwhelming presence, his battle intent only grew stronger.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot—how laughable."

Ye Xishui raised her hand, unleashing a blood-red sky, gathering all of its power into a single palm strike.

The next moment, Ye Xishui struck with a palm, resembling the sudden outpour of the Milky Way. The surging power erupted in an instant, capable of destroying cities and splitting mountains.

Facing the attack head-on, Mu Wu felt every hair on his body stand on end, an overwhelming sense of impending death looming over him.

However, Mu Wu did not retreat. Instead, the ice-blue mark on his forehead suddenly radiated with dazzling light. A rich ice-blue glow burst forth from the mark, completely enveloping him.

The next moment, an ice-blue pillar of light shot into the sky, and behind him, his pure white Baxia Martial Soul was instantly dyed in the same icy hue. His entire Martial Soul transformed, appearing like a crystalline ice sculpture with an extraordinary texture.

What shocked everyone the most was that Mu Wu's aura surged from half-step Ultimate to truly crossing the chasm into the Ultimate Douluo level.

The Ice God's Secret Technique: Sublimation.

A technique capable of instantly elevating soul power to a new level.

A Titled Douluo using this skill could ascend to a Super Douluo.

An ordinary Super Douluo using this skill could reach the Ultimate Douluo level.

And for Mu Wu, who was only at the half-step Ultimate stage, using Sublimation directly propelled his soul power to the Ultimate Douluo realm.

At present, in the Ice God Palace, Mu Wu is the only one who has mastered this technique.

"What?!"

"How is this even possible?"

Ye Xishui was stunned, but she did not withdraw her attack. Instead, she intensified her power even more.

Mu Wu stood in his ice-blue radiance, and behind him, his Baxia Martial Soul opened its mouth, unleashing an ice-blue pillar of energy.

"Boom!"

Two formidable forces collided, instantly shattering the surrounding space layer by layer as violent energy waves erupted.

A dragon's roar echoed through the battlefield.

Mu Wu did not retreat but advanced instead, tearing apart the blood-red sky and charging straight toward Ye Xishui.

"How dare you!"

Ye Xishui shouted angrily and struck again with a palm.

Mu Wu showed no fear, condensing his radiance into a small energy form of Baxia, which he sent crashing forward.

"Bang!"

As the two energies clashed, a thunderous explosion erupted. In the next instant, Ye Xishui was forcefully blasted backward by a hundred meters.

"Damn it!"

Underestimating Mu Wu and getting repelled by him ignited Ye Xishui's fury.

Blood-red energy surged around her as a crimson figure appeared behind her. In an instant, boundless blood energy spread in all directions.

At the same time, six black and three red soul rings emerged beneath her feet.

Now enraged, Ye Xishui no longer had the patience to toy with Mu Wu—she was going all out.

Her Martial Soul: Blood Soul Demon Puppet was an incredibly sinister and evil power.

Upon fusing with her Martial Soul, Ye Xishui's aura skyrocketed, growing even more terrifying and sinister.

Even from nearly a hundred meters away, Mu Wu could smell the nauseating stench of blood coming from her.

"Blood Sea Surge!"

Without hesitation, Ye Xishui unleashed a grand move, transforming the battlefield into a vast sea of blood.

Mu Wu responded in kind, expanding his Glacial Domain, spreading freezing energy to counteract the blood sea.

The two locked eyes, and in the next moment, they clashed again.

In mere moments, they had already exchanged hundreds of blows.

With his powerful Martial Soul and the surge to Ultimate Douluo, Mu Wu managed to fight Ye Xishui to a standstill, albeit temporarily.

But the longer the battle lasted, the more astonished Ye Xishui became. The killing intent in her heart grew stronger.

"You are too dangerous. I must eliminate you today."

"Your existence is a threat to the Holy Church. The world cannot allow someone as dangerous as you to live."

Ye Xishui's initial admiration for Mu Wu had now fully transformed into a murderous resolve.

She realized that Mu Wu was too powerful—so powerful that even if he joined the Holy Spirit Church, they might not be able to control him.

And for an uncontrollable powerhouse, there was only one option—death.

"If you want to kill me, let's see if the Reaper herself has the strength to do so."

Mu Wu spoke coldly.

"Hah! I don't know what kind of trick you used to reach Ultimate Douluo, but I refuse to believe you can maintain that level indefinitely."

"Without a second Soul Core to support you, how long can your soul power last?"

"Today, you will die without a doubt."

Ye Xishui sneered and launched a relentless assault, entangling Mu Wu in close combat, leaving him no room to escape.

Mu Wu's gaze sharpened. His Baxia Martial Soul merged into his body as he activated an alternative form of Martial Soul True Body—something only level 95 Super Douluos and above could achieve.

This advanced combat technique was suited for experts who preferred fighting in their human form.

Ye Xishui was not to be outdone. She merged her Blood Soul Demon Puppet into her body, further amplifying her strength.

Their battle intensified, shaking the heavens and shattering the land. The clouds within a hundred miles were completely obliterated into nothingness.

This was an Ultimate-level battle—anything but ordinary.

Ye Xishui relentlessly pressured Mu Wu, giving him no chance to breathe.

In terms of raw strength, Mu Wu was still inferior to Ye Xishui.

But she was in no rush to defeat him—she wanted to wear him down until his secret technique expired.

Once that happened, a mere half-step Ultimate Douluo would be nothing to her.

It was a smart strategy.

And indeed, as the battle dragged on, Mu Wu began to struggle.

Powerful secret techniques always came at a cost—his soul power was already depleting.

The weakness of not having a second Soul Core became painfully evident.

"Hmph, you're running out of steam, aren't you?"

Ye Xishui smirked coldly.

Mu Wu remained silent, parrying one of her strikes as his forehead glowed with an ice-blue light.

At that moment, a radiant figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Her face was hazy, indistinct, and shrouded in divine armor. In her hand, she wielded a long ice-blue spear, exuding an aura of unparalleled heroism.

The moment she appeared, a vast, transcendent presence swept across the battlefield—a force capable of freezing the heavens and transcending all existence.

For a fleeting moment, Ye Xishui felt the figure glance at her.

And in that instant, her thoughts froze.

The Ice God's Secret Technique: Ice God's Gaze.

Upon activation, it forcibly freezes the target's mind for four seconds—even an Ultimate Douluo cannot resist it.

Seizing the opportunity, Mu Wu gathered boundless energy, his forehead mark flashing. A brilliant ice-blue beam shot forth, aimed straight at the frozen Ye Xishui.