What a Fine Holy Son

Because of his strength, Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back, staring coldly at Du Bai.

At the same time, the Jade Scale Snake Empress Martial Soul behind Dugu Bo fixed its red, lantern-like snake eyes firmly on Du Bai.

Nine soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and black—circled Dugu Bo's body, the standard configuration for an ordinary Titled Douluo.

After releasing his Martial Soul and soul rings, Dugu Bo's aura surged to its peak.

This made the weaker Sun Meilan, Sun Youcheng, Lin Yucun, and the Bandit Soul Masters all widen their eyes, gazing at Dugu Bo with shock and reverence written across their faces.

Du Bai, a mighty Titled Douluo, had already been astonishing enough. Now, another had appeared.

In the span of a single day, Sun Meilan and the others had actually witnessed the true forms of two Titled Douluo powerhouses. This was simply wonderful!

Though Dugu Bo had an eccentric temperament and a mercurial disposition, he still had martial ethics and did not launch a surprise attack rashly.

"Little Holy Son of Spirit Hall, say what you came to say, and say it quickly!"

"Could it be that you're stalling for time, waiting for those two old relics of Spirit Hall, Ghost and Chrysanthemum, to come help you?"

Ghost Douluo said impatiently.

"Heh heh!"

Du Bai smiled, cast Poison Douluo a casual glance, and continued calmly, "In Sunset Forest, did you secretly hide a blessed sanctuary with a pool of Extreme Fire Spring and another pool of Extreme Ice Spring?"

At that point, Du Bai abruptly fell silent and stared at Poison Douluo as though watching a show.

At the same time, a powerful Titled Douluo aura burst forth from Du Bai's body.

Taking advantage of this interval, Du Bai released