Douluo: Fiery Chains of the Soul, Sealing All Gods

Su Han joked, "If I weren't bad, how could I keep a hold on a little girl like you?

Be honest, do you like me being this naughty?" As he spoke, Su Han's right hand gently stroked between Huo Wu's legs.

A blush spread across Huo Wu's face as she said shyly, "Brother Han, isn't this a little inappropriate out in the open in the forest?"

Su Han looked toward a cave not far away, and the two headed there, inseparable as glue.

Elsewhere, Bone Rong had returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and was vividly recounting everything that had just happened.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin were both stunned. They had never expected such a rare supreme treasure to exist in the world.

Bone Rong frowned tightly and asked in confusion, "Fengzhi, do you think what that kid said is true?"

After pondering for a moment, Ning Fengzhi slowly said, "There is an eighty to ninety percent chance that what Su Han said is true.

I once sent people to investigate his background. His Innate Soul Power was rank eight, and the top-tier Tool Martial Soul he awakened was the Fiery Chains of the Soul, possessing the three attributes of metal, fire, and space.

He studied under Master for a time, but Master did not know that he had concealed his Martial Soul's space attribute."

Bone Rong nodded in praise. "That kid has been crafty since he was little."

Ning Fengzhi continued, "When Su Han was eight, he left Nuoding Academy and went alone to the Balak Kingdom.

In the Soul Hunting Forest, he obtained his second soul ring and reached rank twenty-four.

That Nine-Rank Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng must have played a crucial role, making up for his innate shortcomings or improving his talent."

"When he was eleven, he had already reached rank thirty-two. He then left Heaven Dou Imperial City and headed alone for the Far North Land.

If I am not mistaken, he must have obtained a high-quality soul bone in the Far North Land.

Otherwise, raising nineteen ranks within three years would be utterly unbelievable."

"After becoming a Soul King, he returned to his former hometown, Nuoding City, and that route happened to pass through the Balak Kingdom again.

Two months later, he suddenly advanced to rank seventy-seven Soul Saint.

That one-hundred-thousand-year Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum apparently truly exists. After all, Chrysanthemum Douluo of Spirit Hall possesses the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum as his Martial Soul.

This proves that such rare treasures truly exist on the continent."

After hearing this, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were both filled with envy for Su Han's fortuitous encounters.

Bone Rong sighed. "Could this kid be Heaven's own son? He finds incredible opportunities wherever he goes."

Ning Fengzhi said seriously, "For someone like Su Han, who was born with such immense fortune, Uncle Bone, we can only befriend him, never make an enemy of him."

Bone Rong nodded in agreement, then frowned again. "Fengzhi, you did not witness that kid's soul skill for yourself. It is unbelievably strange.

If I had not seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it even if beaten to death.

His fifth soul skill can actually open up a space and suck people into it without any warning.

Moreover, four Soul Saints and one Soul Douluo entered his fifth soul skill, yet no one could be seen alive, no corpses could be found dead, and not even ashes remained.

Not to mention that he can perform Spatial Teleportation.

I strongly suspect that both his sixth and seventh rings are extraordinarily powerful space skills. Especially the seventh ring—it has reached the terrifying level of ninety thousand years."

Sword Douluo said in surprise, "You rotten bones, are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

Bone Rong waved a hand dismissively. "You'll know once you see it for yourself."

After thinking for a moment, Ning Fengzhi said, "Uncle Bone, immediately compile all the continent's knowledge on plants and herbs, and send people to search the Balak Kingdom at once."

Bone Douluo patted his chest and promised, "I will personally oversee this matter."

Meanwhile, Ning Fengzhi sank into deep thought, silently planning his future arrangements.

At the same time, Qian Renxue was making guesses similar to Ning Fengzhi's.

As expected of master and disciple—their imagination was equally impressive.

A cold smile curled Qian Renxue's lips as she muttered to herself, "Little Brother Su Han, you really do have plenty of fortuitous encounters.

Every good thing falls into your lap. You even consumed a god-tier immortal herb. Hmph, then you will never escape the palm of my hand."

Pufferfish stood at the side, silently grumbling, *Our young miss is completely hopeless.

I did not think much of it before, but now that Su Han had advanced to Soul Saint at fourteen, even with her innate rank-twenty Soul Power, our young miss seemed so ordinary before him. Sigh, what a waste of time staying here.*

Qian Renxue said, "I wrote a letter to Grandpa. Oh, right, while you're at it, ask Elder Ju whether these two immortal herbs are real. Send a copy of the information we found to that woman."

"Yes, Miss."

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The next morning, Su Han and Huo Wu woke up together. Hand in hand, they arrived outside a sinister and terrifying poison formation.

Looking at the chilling poison formation before them, Huo Wu instinctively pressed herself closer against Su Han and said softly, "Brother Han, this poison formation looks so scary."

Hearing this, Su Han smiled confidently and reassured her gently, "Don't be afraid. With me here, what difficulty is there in entering this poison formation?"

Before his words had even faded, his figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he brought Huo Wu to the side of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye.

Huo Wu looked up, and the sight before her instantly left her frozen in place.

Half of the hot spring was blazing red, while the other half was a deep blue. The two reflected each other beautifully, creating a breathtaking sight.

Around the spring, flowers bloomed luxuriantly and green grass spread like a carpet, brimming with vibrant life.

Seeing the amazement in Huo Wu's eyes, warmth rose in Su Han's heart. Smiling, he asked, "Little girl, what do you think of this place? If you like it, this can be our home from now on, alright?"

Hearing this, a happy smile blossomed across Huo Wu's face. She gazed at Su Han affectionately and said softly, "As long as I can be with Brother Han, anywhere is my home. But if we can settle down here, that would be even better."

Su Han gently held Huo Wu's hand and said tenderly, "Little girl, don't worry! You can live here peacefully from now on. I will always stay by your side."

However, at that moment, a cold and imposing voice suddenly rang out beside them:

"Heh, settling down in this old man's territory? You two really think your lives are too long!"

Su Han and Huo Wu followed the voice and saw an old man clad in black armor, his head covered in green hair, standing before them without anyone knowing when he had appeared.

Feeling the powerful aura radiating from the old man, Huo Wu's heart immediately filled with vigilance.

Su Han, however, did not panic. Smiling, he cupped his hands toward the old man and said, "This junior is Su Han. Greetings, senior Poison Douluo. This is my wife."

A trace of terror flashed through Huo Wu's eyes.

She had not expected that they had inadvertently entered the territory of a Titled Douluo—the Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo coldly examined Su Han and Huo Wu, a sneer curling at his lips. "Boy, since you know this old man's name, have you figured out how you want to die?"

Su Han's expression did not change. Instead, he sneered as well. "You? Kill me? That will never be possible in this lifetime."

A trace of surprise flashed through Dugu Bo's eyes.

He had not expected the young man before him to be so arrogantly overconfident.

Thus, he asked with interest, "Oh? Boy, you dare speak such wild words? I would like to see what skills you possess."

Su Han sneered and said no more.

He slowly raised his right hand and released his Martial Soul, the Fiery Chains of the Soul. Immediately afterward, seven soul rings pulsed beneath his feet.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—seven soul rings shone with dazzling light.

Dugu Bo's eyes widened at the sight.

He said in astonishment, "Boy, you are actually a Soul Saint?

And your soul ring configuration is this stunning!

A thousand-year second ring and a ten-thousand-year fourth ring—you have indeed made this old man look at you in a new light." With wary eyes, he asked, "What faction do you belong to?"

Su Han answered calmly, "Although I joined the Heaven Dou Empire, that does not prevent me from establishing my own faction, does it?"

Dugu Bo nodded. "Boy, you truly are different from the rest.

But the consequences of provoking this old man are not something you can bear."

As he spoke, Dugu Bo slowly raised his right hand, preparing to attack.

Seeing this, Su Han immediately activated his fifth soul skill.

In an instant, the two vanished from where they stood and entered a mysterious space.

Huo Wu's face was filled with worry as she clasped her hands together in prayer.

Feeling the suppressive force that this space exerted upon him, Dugu Bo said in shock, "Boy, your soul skill is truly strange!

This space actually has quite a strong suppressive effect even on this old man."

However, Su Han gave him no time to think.

He sneered. "Senior Dugu Bo, can't we have a proper talk?

If we must fight to the death, I dare guarantee that the one left alive in the end will definitely be me."

A fierce glint flashed through Dugu Bo's eyes.

No longer hesitating, he directly unleashed his seventh soul skill—Martial Soul Avatar.

Yet to his surprise, even after using his Martial Soul Avatar, this space's suppression over him did not weaken in the slightest.