Soul Land 5: The Rebirth of Tang San

Chapter 547: Dark Domain

Chapter 547: Dark Domain

"The Tenebrous Demon Emperor often said that at the same age, he was not as good as his grandson. Yes, this is his actual grandson. His name is Meng Dede, and he has climbed to the tops of twelve Emperor Sacred Mountains and obtained tokens from all of them. He currently holds the most tokens among the younger generation. Once we reach the tenth order, we are no longer eligible to climb the mountains, so he is also regarded as the number one among the younger generation on the Daemon Continent.

"Right now, there are fifteen Sacred Mountains, and the three he hasn't climbed are the Crystal, Celestial Fox, and Sunborne Sacred Mountains. He couldn't climb the Celestial Fox Sacred Mountain because he lacks fate-related abilities. He attempted the Crystal Sacred Mountain but couldn't ascend the final step. As for the Sunborne Sacred Mountain, he hasn't even tried because his grandfather has a feud with the Sunborne Nymph Emperor and forbade him from going, fearing treachery. Otherwise, he’d be the one most likely in history to climb all the Sacred Mountains."

He gained recognition from twelve Emperors, and he was only one step away from conquering the Crystal Sacred Mountain.

That was indeed interesting.

Tang San had the recognition of three Sacred Mountains, two of which Meng Dede had not obtained. However, he knew that the criteria for each Sacred Mountain varied. To meet the requirements of multiple Sacred Mountains and gain recognition from multiple Emperors, one had to possess extremely strong abilities in every respect.

Of course, in the end, true strength was only proven on the battlefield, but even so, he was truly interested in this Meng Dede. Next, Meng Dede would face a Behemoth even stronger than the one Tang San had faced. This battle would reveal some clues, so it was worth his full attention.

As Mei Gongzi explained Meng Dede's background to Tang San, the fourth match of the top sixteen had already begun.

"Roar—"

The Behemoth let out an angry roar toward the sky but did not reveal his true form, instead charging toward his opponent in his humanoid shape.

Terrifying power erupted with his first step, causing the ground of the competition stage to collapse and creating a ten-meter-wide pit. He shot toward Meng Dede like a cannonball, arms outstretched, sharp claws extending and gleaming with a dark golden sheen.

The overwhelming pressure was palpable even to the spectators. His physique carried a sense of boundless, unstoppable force.

Meng Dede appeared very calm. As the distance closed to two hundred meters, his clothes began to move as if stirred by a non-existent wind.

At that moment, his eyes turned completely black—there was no white, only deep darkness.

He made a circular motion with both hands, pressing forward, and instantly, a black hole with dark purple ribbons of light appeared out of thin air in front of him. It generated a powerful suction force, meeting the Behemoth's charge.

Having made it to the top sixteen, the latter was undoubtedly one of the best among the younger generation. Facing the black hole, his charge did not slow even for an instant. His arms came together over his head and he slashed down fiercely, sending dozens of meters long blade rays plummeting from the sky towards the black hole.

The collision happened in an instant. Faced with the invincible Behemoth claws, the black hole was torn apart. Strangely, the shattered black hole transformed into purple-black bands of light, spiraling up to entangle the Behemoth youth.

At the same time, Meng Dede lightly tapped the ground with his foot, leaping into the air. A pair of black dragon wings unfurled behind him, the scales standing up as he burst forward.

Instantly, the purple-black bands of light doubled in size, enveloping his opponent like an inescapable net.

But the Behemoth was not easily dealt with. He snorted coldly, his body spinning as he struck out with one claw after another. Razor-sharp blades erupted, tearing the purple-black bands of light to shreds, with many more claw rays shooting toward Meng Dede.

Meng Dede did not dodge. Instead, more purple-black bands of light danced out to meet the blade rays. Although the rays could slice through the bands, they weakened during the process, and by the time they reached Meng Dede, they had dissipated into a gentle breeze.

"What strong corrosive power," Tang San remarked in surprise.

Indeed, the Behemoth's blade rays were incredibly sharp and powerful, but they were corroded by the power imbued in the purple-black bands, dissolving during the attack.

This ability indicated that Meng Dede had reached the level of merging with darkness! To control the darkness element to this degree, even during a daytime battle, meant he was truly a master of darkness.

Moreover, it wasn't just simple elemental control. When Meng Dede flapped his wings, he clearly released domain abilities. The Dark Domain's effect was straightforward: it enhanced the darkness element.

However, with Tang San's experience as a God King, he knew that the simpler the domain, the deeper the understanding of the elements it required, something even gods couldn't always achieve. Such a domain might not seem strong initially, but it would evolve with the user's cultivation, which was truly terrifying.

Meng Dede's ability to master such a domain at his age showcased his extraordinary talent. No wonder the Tenebrous Demon Emperor praised him so highly.

At this moment, on the battlefield, the Behemoth attacked like a frenzied meat grinder, but Meng Dede was like a vast swamp. No matter how the Behemoth charged, he couldn't break free from Meng Dede's control. His dragon wings flapped, not to engage in aerial combat but to generate endless streams of dark bands, covering his opponent incessantly.

Pure darkness, pure corrosion. That darkness was like a vast net, slowly enveloping the opponent.

This was a confrontation between brute force and control. Meng Dede appeared perfectly calm, as if everything was under his control. He was not even showing signs of making an actual effort, yet despite the Behemoth's powerful attacks, it could not break free from the encircling dark tentacles.

On Meng Dede's forehead, a faint dark purple halo surged, and waves of spiritual power expanded outward, guiding the darkness elemental energy. Even the ground of the competition stage turned purple-black under the invasion of darkness, becoming like a swamp and making it difficult for the Behemoth to move. Undoubtedly, the arena would need significant repairs after this match before it could be used again.

The Behemoth clearly sensed the danger. If this continued, his bloodline power would eventually be exhausted. Meanwhile, his opponent was continuously drawing in darkness toward the stage and was in fact consuming far less energy.

The battle-hardened beast of the land understood that he could wait no longer!

The dark golden color in his eyes suddenly deepened, and his body emitted a burst of golden light. Almost instantly, his humanoid form swelled, and countless sharp dark golden blades erupted from his body.

This was the signature ability of the Behemoth clan, the Claw Blade Storm.

Tang San had faced this terrifying attack before, and the Claw Blade Storm unleashed by this Behemoth contestant was undoubtedly even fiercer.

The raging energy blades tore through the very fabric of space, shredding the countless dark bands into pieces, which were then devoured by the spatial rifts.