Demigod-Level Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King? Snake Lance Gets Slapped Flying Again!

A rift suddenly split open on the horizon.

A dragon claw reached out from the pitch-black fissure.

Then it braced both claws against the edges and tore space apart!

"Crack-!!"

Space shattered into fragments like glass.

At once, an incomparably powerful presence descended!

He manifested a human form and strode through the air, his golden eyes filled with the domineering bearing of a king!

A pair of thin black wings slowly unfurled behind him, making the surrounding space tremble. He was handsome, but had the appearance of a middle-aged man!

He stood over eight chi tall!

His entire body was filled with Soul Power of the ultimate darkness attribute!

He was the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King!

The Beast God-Di Tian!

One who stood alongside the three great Peerless Douluo in the world today!

He too was at the Demigod level!

"Th-this terrifying presence!"

A look of horror crossed She Long's face. Behind Di Tian, he saw a terrifying phantom.

It was a dragon-type Soul Beast with golden eyes, and its body was incomparably enormous.

Judging by how Soul Beasts' ages were determined from their size,

the monster before him...

could very well have several hundred thousand years of cultivation!

Its true combat strength was in no way inferior to a Peerless Douluo's!

He had merely accompanied the young master to the Star Dou Great Forest, yet he had actually run into a being like this!

"What sin did this old man commit to deserve this?"

She Long was full of regret.

If he had known, he would never have taken on this porcelain job.

He should have left it to Ci Xue.

He really didn't have the diamond drill for it.

Beast God Di Tian? Looks like I still underestimated the Golden Dragon King's remains' attraction to the Silver Dragon King.

This damn system really screwed me over. Since I'll be exposed sooner or later, I might as well lay all my cards on the table now.

Yu Fan held the Golden Dragon Spear and looked up at Di Tian, who stood high above him like an emperor. He certainly had an imposing air, though Yu Fan didn't know just how strong he was.

Still, he probably couldn't kill a cheat user like him.

"..."

Di Tian swept his spiritual power over the entire area again and again.

Finally, he fixed his gaze firmly on the Golden Dragon Spear in Yu Fan's hand.

Shock showed in his eyes as he spoke.

"Could that be the Golden Dragon King's remains?"

"But how did the Golden Dragon King end up like this?"

"It doesn't look like a Martial Soul. It's more like a god's weapon from the legends!"

Di Tian had seen gods before, so he could naturally recognize a divine artifact.

He demanded coldly,

"Boy, answer me!"

"Where did that golden spear in your hand come from?"

Di Tian had naturally noticed She Long standing to one side. He had already searched the area with his spiritual power.

Though the man was a level ninety-one Titled Douluo,

that clearly wasn't enough.

He wasn't even worthy of a second glance.

By contrast, the little brat who was as sturdy as he was only had the Soul Power fluctuations of a Soul Grandmaster.

Yet the brat's physical strength was no weaker than his, and in terms of actual defense, he was even somewhat stronger.

Wasn't that bizarre?

"Where did it come from?"

Hearing this, Yu Fan didn't give Di Tian any face at all.

After all, he held the Golden Dragon Spear, and there was no way he would hand this Super Divine Artifact over.

That meant the two of them would end up on opposing sides sooner or later.

At least in the short term, there was no possibility of resolving their grudge.

"Do I, Yu Fan, need to explain how I conduct myself to you?"

"What the hell are you?"

"..."

When those words fell, even Di Tian froze.

He had never expected a mere human ant to dare speak to him like that.

He really didn't know the height of the heavens or the depth of the earth.

She Long, standing to one side, was even more dumbfounded.

Wait, what?

You really have the guts!

This old man thought you were an idiot before...

But I never expected calling you an idiot was still giving you too much credit!

She Long felt like dying.

Although Yu Fan was powerful, no matter how strong he was, he was only a six-year-old child!

The one facing them was a Ferocious Beast comparable to a Peerless Douluo!

"Yu Fan, hurry and take the young master away!"

"This old man can only buy you a few seconds!"

She Long summoned his Snake Lance Martial Soul and drew on the full extent of his remaining cultivation, which was only at the peak Soul Douluo level.

But even though he couldn't currently bring out the strength of a Titled Douluo, he was still far stronger than an ordinary Soul Douluo.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Tool Soul Avatar!"

The seventh ring beneath She Long's feet suddenly expanded, and boundless Soul Power poured into the Snake Lance Martial Soul in his hand. A giant tens of meters tall slowly appeared behind him.

The giant held the Snake Lance Martial Soul in its hand, likewise magnified dozens of times. This was the Seventh Soul Skill, the most terrifying boost among all a Soul Master's Soul Rings.

It was called the Martial Soul Avatar.

"Bastard!"

Di Tian was truly enraged.

He reached out with one hand, grabbing at Yu Fan from a distance.

She Long stood in front of Yu Fan with his Tool Soul Avatar active and charged forward without the slightest hesitation.

"Tang San, what are you standing there for?!"

"Hurry and take the young master away!"

He thrust his lance into Di Tian's palm.

Then,

the next second!

"Boom-!!"

Di Tian sent She Long flying with a slap.

He flew over a thousand meters, passing through a forest.

Finally,

he lay on the ground, eyes wide open, not moving.

"Snake Lance must've been drunk this time!"

Daring to meet Di Tian's slap head-on-Snake Lance was something else.

Even if Snake Lance had been in peak condition, the outcome wouldn't have been much better.

"Hmph, hand over that spear!"

"Considering how difficult it was for you to cultivate, I'll spare your lives!"

Di Tian didn't want to stir up trouble. Yu Fan and Xue Qinghe seemed extraordinary, and they even had a Titled Douluo guarding them.

If he killed them, it might spark a war between the continent's Soul Masters and Soul Beasts. After all, there were quite a few human powerhouses nowadays.

Within the past century alone, he had seen three human Peerless Douluo emerge one after another and stir up a fierce battle over a sea.

If those three human Peerless Douluo were still alive,

that would not be good for the Soul Beast Clan.

"You tell me to hand it over, and I just do it?"

"Wouldn't that make me lose face?"

Yu Fan held the Golden Dragon Spear. Not only did he not retreat half a step, but his face was filled with excitement.

This was Beast God Di Tian, who possessed Demigod-level strength!

He was also the strongest opponent Yu Fan had ever encountered!

If he didn't fight him...

it would be a real letdown!

He would be letting down his Will of Tyranny!

Was he supposed to stop oppressing his enemy just because the enemy was too strong?

What kind of joke was that?!

"Stubborn fool!"

Di Tian wasted no more words on Yu Fan. Although his apparent cultivation was only that of an ordinary Soul Grandmaster,

Di Tian had already examined him with his spiritual power, and his physical strength was no weaker than his own.

Thus, he absolutely could not afford to be careless.

"Take this!"

He reached out with his palm and grabbed at Yu Fan again.

Di Tian's palm strike grew rapidly in the air.

In the space of an instant, it became a gigantic palm formed from darkness-attribute Soul Power.

Not even an ordinary Titled Douluo could withstand this strike.

Even a level ninety-five Super Douluo would struggle to resist it.

"Serious Punch!"

Seeing this, Yu Fan no longer held back.

Against a powerhouse like this, he absolutely could not afford to be careless.