At this moment, Xiao Bai and A Tai, who were facing Bear Lord, were already covered in blood. Even with Zhuang Lao, a top-tier Healing System Soul Master, present, the two of them were still on the verge of collapsing.
Bear Lord's destructive power was simply too terrifying—far too terrifying. As someone capable of injuring Di Tian, Bear Lord possessed destructive power that should not exist below the realm of a Limit Douluo. That pair of Dark Gold Terror Claws was practically a divine weapon.
If Bear Lord's cultivation had reached Di Tian's level, then his Dark Gold Terror Claws would almost certainly have ascended into true divine artifacts. Their destructive power might even have surpassed the pair of Eight Petal Plum Blossom Hammers once wielded by the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, who had possessed nine hundred and ninety thousand years of cultivation.
Even Tang San's Eight Spider Lances, back when they had not yet evolved into the Sea God Eight Wings but had already reached the god-level realm, would have been slightly inferior to that pair of Dark Gold Terror Claws.
Was it difficult for a Level 97 Super Douluo with exceptionally high defense, wielding a Quasi-Artifact, to suppress a Level 95 and a Level 96 Super Douluo?
Of course not. It was as easy as eating a side dish. Even with a Titled Douluo-level healing Soul Master behind those two Super Douluo, it made no difference.
And that was the reality Xiao Bai and A Tai faced—a despairing reality.
Even though Old Song, circling in the sky, had already stepped in to help them several times, the frenzied Bear Lord still held an absolute advantage.
The other Titled Douluo did not even have the qualifications to join the frontal battlefield. With bodies as massive as Xiao Bai