Six-Year-Old Soul Douluo? Terrifying White Dog!

Meanwhile.

Hu Liena and her group were locked in a fierce battle with the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf.

Their fight against the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf was fraught with danger, and they were steadily being forced back.

Facing the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf, famed for its defense, a Control System Soul Master like Hu Liena had few options.

Hu Liena directed her teammates to target the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf's weak points, relentlessly concentrating their attacks on a single spot.

Unfortunately!

Their group was simply not very strong.

A group of youngsters whose highest cultivation was only that of a Level 40 Soul Ancestor could not even slightly breach the defenses of a Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf with ten thousand years of cultivation.

If not for Hu Liena's excellent Martial Soul control chains, their group would likely have been thoroughly defeated half an hour ago.

Otherwise, the Chrysanthemum Douluo responsible for protecting Hu Liena would have had to step in himself.

However...

Even so, their group was still being driven back step by step.

Before they could solve the fatal problem of being unable to break the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf's defenses, defeat was the only outcome for Hu Liena and the others.

The Chrysanthemum Douluo beside them toyed with a flower, glanced at Hu Liena's group, and nodded faintly.

With the discernment of a Titled Douluo,

he could naturally see that Hu Liena and the others were about to lose.

Still, being able to hold on this long was already enough to prove their talent.

After all...

This was a Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf with ten thousand years of cultivation.

If they had been ordinary Soul Masters with mediocre talent, even Soul Ancestors would likely have long since been defeated and killed.

"Enough. It's about time I stepped in and ended this."

With that, the Chrysanthemum Douluo carefully put away the flower, rose to his feet, and prepared to press the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf down with a single move.

However!

At that moment!

A streak of light flashed past, instantly piercing through the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf's body and driving it heavily into the ground.

In an instant!

A thunderous boom rang out, dust billowed everywhere, and the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf's body was firmly pinned to the ground.

The sudden commotion gave Hu Liena and her group quite a fright.

They all hurriedly retreated and assumed defensive stances.

As the dust settled, Hu Liena and the others finally saw what had happened.

The Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf they had battled for so long had already been nailed to the ground by a pitch-black Sword Martial Soul, devoid of life.

For a moment, everyone present involuntarily drew a sharp breath.

It was dead!

A Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf with ten thousand years of cultivation had just died like that?

What a joke!

Hu Liena and the others had fought this Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf for nearly an hour without being able to take it down.

And this was a Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf comparable to a Soul King!

Even an ordinary Soul King might not necessarily have been able to defeat it.

Yet such a Soul Beast had died just like that?

What level of strength did the newcomer possess?

Just as Hu Liena and the others were filled with shock,

the Chrysanthemum Douluo had somehow already appeared in front of them, and the aura of a Titled Douluo instantly erupted.

Only after shielding Hu Liena and the others did the Chrysanthemum Douluo begin sensing the Soul Power attached to that sword.

A Soul Douluo?

How could a Soul Douluo possess an aura that made even my heart tremble?

The instant that sword had appeared, the Chrysanthemum Douluo had truly been frightened.

Threat!

It had been a terrifying feeling, as though it could threaten his very life.

For one brief moment, the Chrysanthemum Douluo had even thought that the Sword Douluo himself had arrived.

But he quickly dismissed the thought.

The reason was simple!

If it had been the Sword Douluo, that strike would not have been so weak.

The Soul Power of a Titled Douluo was not something a Soul Douluo could compare to.

Just as the Chrysanthemum Douluo was also full of doubts,

suddenly!

Two black shadows descended from the sky, landing directly atop the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf's corpse.

The Chrysanthemum Douluo could not help but freeze when he saw the two figures.

"Two children?"

"They're only five or six years old?"

"Five- or six-year-old children in the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest?"

(To prevent any confusion for those who did not read everything: earlier, the protagonist used Absolute Zero to freeze them and halt their physical growth. Only six years have passed since they were unfrozen, so they are only six years old.)

However...

Before the Chrysanthemum Douluo could recover from that,

what happened next left him, and everyone else present, completely dumbfounded.

Why?

Lin Ning actually recalled that Sword Martial Soul!

Hu Liena and the others stared wide-eyed at the scene before them.

They truly had not expected that it was a child who had killed the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf with ten thousand years of cultivation.

That was a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!

A terrifying existence comparable to a Soul King!

A Soul Beast that Hu Liena's entire team had battled for a full hour without being able to defeat.

The Soul Ancestor who needed the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf's Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring turned green as well.

Why?

Soul Rings were unlike Soul Bones.

Only the Soul Ring of a Soul Beast one personally killed could be absorbed.

Now that the Mystic Gold Vicious Wolf had been slaughtered by someone else, it naturally had nothing to do with him anymore.

Compared to the horror and shock of Hu Liena and the others,

the Chrysanthemum Douluo's heart had already been stirred into a raging tempest.

What the hell!

Why was a six-year-old girl recalling that Martial Soul!

What did that mean!

That six-year-old girl was the Soul Douluo!!

Fuck!

Even the usually refined Chrysanthemum Douluo could not help but curse.

What the hell!

Am I dreaming?

Could a six-year-old brat be a Soul Douluo now?

The Chrysanthemum Douluo was utterly stunned, his face blank with disbelief.

What a joke!

The Chrysanthemum Douluo felt that any Titled Douluo standing here would have been scared senseless.

Who could ever see a six-year-old Soul Douluo!

Forget a Soul Douluo!

Even a Soul King would probably be incredibly rare!

The Chrysanthemum Douluo could not help swallowing as he instinctively prepared to greet Lin Ning and the others.

However...

Before the Chrysanthemum Douluo could speak, a deep voice suddenly rang in his mind, making his heart shudder.

"Know your place! Do not reveal any information about my Young Master!"

"Otherwise, a mere Level 95 Titled Douluo won't even be enough for me to chew on!"

The Chrysanthemum Douluo's mind shook, and he instinctively followed the trail of that energy with his eyes.

At a glance, it was none other than

a white dog following behind the two children.

Most terrifying of all!

The Chrysanthemum Douluo could actually feel a faint pressure from that white dog, along with a deadly threat to his life.

Not even the Sword Douluo could have brought him such terrifying pressure.

Yet!

This pressure had truly come from a Little White Dog!

Most importantly!

There was also a six-year-old child at the Soul Douluo level.

That Little White Dog, which could threaten him, a Level 95 Titled Douluo, called her Young Master.

Then!

What about its master!

The Chrysanthemum Douluo did not dare think about it.

During the few moments the Chrysanthemum Douluo stood there in a daze, Little White's face revealed a hint of impatience as it stared coldly at him.

"Didn't you hear what I said!"

The Chrysanthemum Douluo swallowed frantically and hurriedly nodded, his heart already filled with terror.

Where did these monsters come from?!