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Chapter 490.

Wang Feng: "..."

So the ones who came for the assessment before were all eaten?

Realizing this, Wang Feng couldn't help but look at the child with surprise.

According to what Phantom Death Douluo said, the Tianluo Mingyu Beast was usually the final trial in the Wraith Clan's Seven Trials—and undoubtedly the most difficult one. Anyone who made it to this point had to be an extremely talented and powerful soul master.

But they were eaten? Wouldn't that mean the child's strength had increased drastically?

Wang Feng suddenly glanced at Phantom Death Douluo. "The one-hundred-thousand-year cultivation you mentioned… that was a long time ago, wasn't it?"

Sensing Wang Feng's gaze, Phantom Death Douluo's expression changed as if remembering something crucial.

"No! Your Majesty Bibi Dong, we may have underestimated the strength of this soul beast! The one-hundred-thousand-year cultivation might have been his starting point. Over the past few decades, he's devoured several candidates who reached the Seventh Trial. His power must've increased significantly by now!"

Bibi Dong: "..."

Bibi Dong gave Phantom Death Douluo a cold glance.

This fool and now he chooses to mention it?

But indeed, ever since she qualified for the True God's Nine Trials, very few had entered the Rakshasa Secret Realm. No one had managed to reach the Seventh Trial again. It made sense that Phantom Death Douluo would've forgotten.

"Then this could be... problematic."

Bibi Dong's gaze dropped to the battlefield, her tone low and tense.

Wang Feng remained silent, activating the power of his bloodline.

Only six paths opened, yet his aura exploded upward instantly.

A vast black light surged around him, forming the Domain of Original Sin, spreading hundreds of meters outward with Wang Feng at its center.

Several Armored Black Flying Swords appeared behind him, and the Qiankun Cauldron emerged in his hands. Soul rings rose into the air—most notably, a scarlet 100,000-year-old soul ring that made the black-eyed child frown.

At this moment, Wang Feng's power was roughly equal to a Rank 96 Titled Douluo.

The child sniffed, his eyes lighting up with hunger.

"Too delicious... No, big brother, I can't hold back anymore. I'm going to eat you!"

With that, the child lunged toward Wang Feng, drooling, completely unbothered by Wang Feng's terrifying presence.

Boom!

The child vanished from sight, creating shockwaves in the air.

Crash!

A second later, he reappeared in front of Wang Feng, attempting to bite down on his shoulder.

Wang Feng: "..."

You seriously want to eat me?

Wang Feng didn't move. A shimmering frost spread over his body as he activated his [IceBane] Soul Skill.

The child, while small, was shockingly fast—far beyond Phantom Death Douluo's level.

Crack!

The child's tooth shattered as it hit Wang Feng's frozen shoulder. A moment later, the child was instantly encased in a thick layer of ice.

With a sideways kick, Wang Feng shattered the ice and –sent the child flying with immense force.

Boom!

The impact created a shockwave that echoed across the chamber. The child hit the far wall with crushing force.

At the same time, the Armored Black Flying Swords locked onto the target like a dark net, and one flew into Wang Feng's hand.

Wang Feng instantly performed the Seven Kill Sword Technique, blending the first three stances smoothly. Golden light surged from his blade, carrying multiple layers of sword intent.

The final move—like a thunderous arc of black lightning—formed a massive sword, over ten meters long, and crashed down on the child like divine judgment.

Boom!

The child, just recovering from the ice, was blasted into the black wall behind, leaving a visible mark.

Crack!

Falling from the wall, the child spat out a mouthful of blood. He tilted his head, his eyes flashing with amazement.

"You're really hard to chew..."

He frowned, then suddenly stomped on the floor.

The ground shook.

Light surged from his body, and his form began to shift.

Wang Feng watched in silence.

The child grew larger, and his shape distorted. His body evolved right before Wang Feng's eyes—like a Digimon evolution. Bigger… stronger...

He became a massive beast—part tiger, part dragon—with dark wings sprouting from his back. He stood over five to six meters tall.

This must be the true form of the Tianluo Mingyu Beast.

A terrifying aura exploded from its body, and nine soul rings lit up around it—each brighter than the last.

Wang Feng's eyes narrowed.

Had he... inherited both parents' powers completely?

Even the last ring was scarlet!

Now in his true form, the Tianluo Mingyu Beast's aura was several times stronger. His body was semi-transparent and buzzing with energy.

Wang Feng frowned. His flying swords flashed and shot toward the beast, but this time, they had no effect.

And the beast attacked again.

Several soul rings on its body began to glow in response.

'So the human child form earlier didn't use the immunity Phantom Death Douluo mentioned. But in this form… he's completely immune to soul skills from lower-ranked opponents.'

Wang Feng studied the beast.

'This isn't just a hundred-thousand-year soul beast… This is closer to one hundred and fifty thousand years!'

He sighed internally.

The information Phantom Death Douluo provided was wildly off.

The beast's pitch-black eyes stared into Wang Feng's. Despite its size, its speed was now several times faster than before.

Its wide wings extended—three to four meters—and it vanished once more.

In a flash, it reappeared right in front of Wang Feng.

A claw attack flew straight toward Wang Feng with astonishing speed. If he had activated his spatial ability in time, he might have been able to sense the oncoming danger and evade. But now, dodging was no longer an option.

Yet Wang Feng didn't even consider retreating. The cold light in his eyes flickered as he continued channeling his ice-based soul skill. The Qiankun Ding in his hand radiated a dazzling multicolored glow. Just as the claw struck him, the [Divine Light of the Universe] burst forth from the Qiankun Ding and struck the opponent.

Wang Feng, blasted backward by the impact, instantly had three deep claw marks etched into his body. Fortunately, he managed to disperse some of the force mid-air, avoiding a devastating crash into the wall like his opponent earlier.

He landed gently, bracing himself with a kick off the wall. His brow furrowed as he looked toward the enemy.

The Tianluo Mingyu Beast, seemingly unaffected by the Divine Light, stood unshaken.

More accurately, the Divine Light of the Universe had passed straight through its body—without causing any damage at all.

"So it really is immune… Immune to soul abilities, completely unharmed... Incredible," Wang Feng thought to himself.

Without soul skills, defeating this beast would be almost as difficult as facing Phantom Death Douluo himself—perhaps even harder. This Tianluo Mingyu Beast was on a whole different level, possessing overwhelming brute strength.

It had cultivated for over a hundred thousand years.

Without the [Divine Light of the Universe], Wang Feng knew that in his current condition, the fight was practically unwinnable. It was no surprise that even a Level 99 Peerless Douluo might be rendered helpless against such a creature.

On the high platform, Phantom Death Douluo and Bibi Dong silently observed the scene.

"This Tianluo Mingyu Beast, having transformed into a soul beast, is beyond the reach of even our Wraith Clan. We can't harm it," Phantom Death Douluo said in a low voice. "I fear… even the Lord Pontiff may be powerless against it."

Bibi Dong remained silent, but her breath subtly fluctuated.

She too could feel the immense power radiating from the beast. Even Wang Wu's strongest soul abilities using the Qiankun Ding had failed to leave a mark—this alone said everything.

At this moment, only she might stand a chance against the beast. But the divine assessment had already begun.

If Wang Wu, failed to defeat the Tianluo Mingyu Beast, the gods would naturally deem him unqualified.

After all, this was the second trial—and each trial was connected to the one before.

"Even if he fails the trial, he must not die," Bibi Dong reminded herself, taking a deep breath.

She had already passed the Seventh Trial and could not act without consequence. She had to prepare for the final God Test at all times. Without fully inheriting the Rakshasa God's power, she couldn't freely intervene or use her full strength.

It was a difficult position.

"Even with its immunity to soul abilities and spiritual damage, the Tianluo Mingyu Beast's current strength exceeds that of a regular Titled Douluo," Phantom Death Douluo added. "Its cultivation is likely between 130,000 and 150,000 years. It inherited the full strength of its bloodline... this power is innate."

Indeed, its raw strength alone was enough to overpower Wang Feng's current state. Compared to humans, it was the equivalent of a Level 98 Titled Douluo.

This was despite not being a soul beast with an elite bloodline.

Combine that with its immunity to soul ability damage, and even a Level 99 Titled Douluo would be helpless.

Below the platform, Wang Feng coughed a few times as the wounds across his body began to heal.

'This soul beast is terrifying,' he thought. 'No soul skills—just a regular claw strike had that much power. If it had used a soul skill… even with all four forms of my Chaos Green Lotus, I might not have stood a chance.'

The creature hadn't even unleashed its domain yet.

In his Domain of Original Sin–, the power gap between them was so great, the effect was negligible.

"Strong," Wang Feng muttered under his breath.

"Ha... Brother, do you think I'm super strong?" came a childlike voice. Despite its innocence, it echoed from the Tianluo Mingyu Beast itself. "I haven't even tapped into one-fifth of my strength. So… would you surrender? Or should I eat you?"

Wang Feng didn't think it was boasting.

It really might have only used a fraction of its power.

Taking a deep breath, he retracted the Qiankun Cauldron. The sheer power of the Tianluo Mingyu Beast far exceeded what he had imagined.

Now it made sense why this creature was part of the Seven Trials of the Wraith Clan. Defeating it seemed almost impossible.

Had he taken the previous six trials one by one, his strength would've grown significantly by now, giving him a real chance in this final challenge.

But due to unique circumstances, Wang Feng had only been granted the final True God –Trial—no earlier tests, no incremental boosts or rewards.

In Phantom Death Douluo's eyes, it was utterly impossible for Wang Feng to defeat this beast.

And honestly, if Wang Feng were at full power, with the Pangu Axe at his side, and truly went all out, he estimated there might still only be a 20–30% chance.

But doing so would expose him—and destroy Bibi Dong's path to inheriting the godhood.

That was something Wang Feng could not allow to happen.

After a brief moment of thought, Wang Feng turned, and a red-and-purple flag suddenly appeared in his palm.

It radiated an intense, scorching light.

"I'll leave this to you—Flame Flag of the Scorched Earth," Wang Feng said calmly.

It was the first time he'd used this small flag, but he had long speculated on its potential. Until now, he hadn't had a chance to unleash it.

Finally, the moment had come.

'Yin and Yang reversal'. The five elements disrupted. Of course, the flag didn't possess such overwhelming divine power—it was still just a Martial Soul.

But Wang Feng believed it carried the potential for disruption and restraint.

Its specialty was reversing and breaking formations.

And at this moment, if there was any chance to defeat this soul beast, it had to start by breaking through its immunity—by finding a way to hurt it.

The Tianluo Mingyu Beast possessed dual immunity—immune to both physical and soul ability attacks. It didn't just resist them; it completely ignored soul abilities as if they didn't exist. Unless Wang Feng used the Red Lotus Karmic Fire as a sacrifice, there was virtually no chance of harming the beast.

But even then, it was uncertain whether the Karmic Fire would be able to breach the creature's immunity.

After all, Phantom Death Douluo was only vulnerable to the Karmic Fire because his strength was derived solely from his martial soul—he lacked physical durability. That vulnerability allowed the attack to be effective.

However, if Wang Feng used such methods now, he would risk exposing his hidden strength—putting himself in immense danger.

Without a way to break the beast's unique immunity, defeating it was impossible.

Driven by determination, Wang Feng poured soul power into the red-and-purple flag. In response, a burst of purple light instantly wrapped around the Tianluo Mingyu Beast.

The light from the flag was targeted—it could only affect one creature at a time and had a time limit. But it was enough.

In the next moment, an Armored Black Flying Sword shot forth from Wang Feng, streaking through the air like a black comet, heading straight for the beast.

The soul beast didn't even try to dodge.

Why would it?

With its immunity to physical and soul -based attacks, it had nothing to fear—not from weakening effects, not from strength suppression, and certainly not from weapons. Its mental power alone far surpassed that of most opponents.

This sword… should have been completely ineffective.

Swoosh!

The flying sword sliced across the beast's body—and left behind a fine wound, no thicker than a strand of hair.

"…" The Tianluo Mingyu Beast froze in place.

What… just happened?

And it wasn't just the beast that was stunned.

On the high platform, Bibi Dong and Phantom Death Douluo stared in utter disbelief.

In the next breath, their eyes focused on the Tianluo Mingyu Beast—and they noticed something incredible.

The beast, whose form had previously seemed vague and illusory due to its special properties, suddenly began to solidify. Its body, which had been impervious, now seemed tangible—and vulnerable.

"It… it was actually injured?!" Phantom Death Douluo's voice trembled. "How is that even possible?"

Bibi Dong's gaze locked onto the flag in Wang Wu's hand, her eyes flickering with realization.

It was red and purple, similar in appearance to the white flag she had once seen—used to store a 100,000-year soul beast. That use alone had made it a formidable tool.

According to Wang Wu, the flag had changed after he absorbed the soul ring of the Five-Headed Star Dragon, granting it new abilities.

So what is the function of this current flag?

From the look of things—it could break through the Tianluo Mingyu Beast's immune properties and directly cause damage!

If that was true, it was beyond extraordinary.

This was more than a weapon; it was a countermeasure.

Many soul masters had powerful immunity or resistance to certain abilities. But this flag—it could potentially nullify those resistances, reversing their natural defenses.

Bibi Dong's heart sank slightly.

Such a martial soul ability was… too powerful.

Wang Feng narrowed his eyes, carefully observing the Tianluo Mingyu Beast, which had now realized something had changed.

Seems my guess was right after all, Wang Feng thought.

This flag's true ability lay in disruption—reversing traits, bypassing immunity, and unraveling natural protections.

The beast, so sure of its invincibility, had just been shown its first wound.

The tide of battle was finally beginning to shift.

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