Subduing Dugu Bo 2

Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Su Xuan stood where he was, golden light winding around his body and forming a halo that protected him.

Purple-black mist continued to spread. Judging by its color alone, it was clearly nothing good, not to mention that it had been released by Dugu Bo, the Poison Douluo, who was renowned for his venom.

Su Xuan took a deep breath. His Spiritual Power had lost track of Dugu Bo, so he had to focus even more intensely on his surroundings to avoid being ambushed by that old schemer.

That definitely would not feel good. Not that Su Xuan was afraid, but anyone with a functioning brain would not deliberately let themselves get hurt.

However, Su Xuan did exactly that. The golden light around him remained, but without making any preparations at all, he stepped directly into the purple-black mist. Was it because he had immense confidence in his Body Protection Divine Light, or because he truly scorned Dugu Bo, the "weakest Titled Douluo in history"?

Dugu Bo could not fathom Su Xuan's thoughts. Standing in the center of the mist, he was instead caught somewhat off guard. Was this an opening, or a trap?

Damn it, Dugu Bo muttered inwardly. This young man was truly outrageously arrogant. He did not regard him as a threat at all.

However, as a veteran powerhouse, Dugu Bo possessed an exceptionally strong mental fortitude and resilience. He did not lose his composure because Su Xuan had "looked down on" him. He merely intensified the poisonous mist and mixed in all sorts of strange components.

Su Xuan frowned. He had already activated the Land of No Dust, an innate divine ability belonging solely to the Ambrosial Arbor. Due to the shared nature of their Soul Contract, Su Xuan could use it for free. As an innate divine tree, the Ambrosial Arbor's defensive ability through this divine art was terrifyingly powerful. Yet no ability could be flawless. Accordingly, the Soul Power consumed by the Land of No Dust was equally staggering. To preserve a certain amount of combat strength, Su Xuan had to end this battle within the next five minutes.

From a corner, Dugu Bo watched Su Xuan search for him and gradually noticed something. Although his poison had failed to harm Su Xuan, the golden protective light around Su Xuan was visibly weakening. If this continued, as one side waned and the other waxed, Su Xuan would be unable to fight him.

It was practically an obvious trap. After all, Dugu Bo knew nothing about the methods and abilities of Su Xuan, a super powerhouse who had only risen to prominence in recent years. On the other hand, as the Saint Son of Spirit Hall, how could Su Xuan not know every one of Dugu Bo's abilities?

Digging a pit for me to jump into.

Dugu Bo felt gloomy. It seemed that the title of "weakest Titled Douluo in history" truly might never come off.

Su Xuan continued walking. He was not merely walking—wherever he went, his Spiritual Power left behind eyes. By now, this entire place was filled with his eyes. At the same time, Su Xuan was using a secret Daoist technique to continuously accumulate momentum. His aura was gradually weakening, but that was actually because his power was being compressed into a single point. His aura collapsed inward, condensed into one point. The moment an enemy appeared, it would be earth-shattering.

Emma calmly cracked sunflower seeds, utterly composed.

She was not worried about Su Xuan in the slightest. In her eyes, if the young master, who had mastered so many secret arts, could not even deal with a mere Titled Douluo, then he might as well be sent to work in a factory.

But...

Emma turned her head and looked toward the center of the valley, where there was a lake.

The lake was not large, nothing out of the ordinary, but its waters were incredibly strange. One half was blue, cold as frost; the other was red, blazing hot as fire.

This was the true core of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Above the lake floated an egg covered in intricate patterns. Its interior could faintly be seen: a beautiful silver-haired girl curled up within. Tangled blood vessels connected her to the eggshell, while the eggshell itself was linked to the lake water, continuously channeling immense power into the beautiful girl at its center.

Without question, this was Gu Yuena, who was receiving the inheritance of the Water-Fire Dragon Kings.

However, there seemed to be a problem with Gu Yuena's inheritance.

Emma felt somewhat worried. According to her computational brain, Gu Yuena should have completely absorbed this power an hour ago. Yet a full hour had already passed, and the mistress was still here. No one knew what had gone wrong.

"Ah..."

Emma let out a sigh. She was merely a creation of a technological world. To be honest, her understanding of this strange world of Soul Power was still not thorough enough. Moreover, this involved a powerhouse close to godhood, someone far too individualistic. Ordinary conclusions and theories were not enough to solve this problem.

Emma clasped her hands together.

"I hope everything will be all right."

Emma prayed silently. After all, if something truly happened to Gu Yuena, Su Xuan would definitely "go mad"—truly go mad.

Su Xuan stood within the mist. The golden light around his body continued to shine, shielding its master from wind and rain.

"Still hiding, Dugu Bo? Are you a turtle hiding in its shell?"

Su Xuan smiled disdainfully. Such a simple provocation could sometimes yield miraculous results under certain circumstances. Of course, Su Xuan no longer needed to provoke him now, because his eyes had already spread through nearly this entire special "domain." Only one final blind spot remained. One sword strike would be enough.

Dugu Bo looked at this incomparably arrogant "junior" and felt a pang of melancholy. Ah, heroes truly grew old. If he had been younger, he would have rolled up his sleeves and gone straight at such an arrogant brat. But now, he had to weigh every consideration. It was truly frustrating.

Su Xuan looked at the final "blind spot" before him and began counting down in his heart. Three, two, one... Slash!

Su Xuan straightened up. His pale golden eyes shone like burning flames, and he formed a sword with two fingers of his right hand, sending out a streak of sword qi carrying awe-inspiring divine might straight toward Dugu Bo's hiding place.

Dugu Bo's expression turned grave. This was a fatal attack capable of killing him, its power terrifyingly immense.

"Martial Soul Avatar."

Dugu Bo spoke calmly. For beast Martial Soul users like them, a battle only truly began once they unleashed their Martial Soul Avatar. And now—

Faced with the super sword qi Su Xuan had accumulated all along the way, Dugu Bo finally unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar. In an instant, he transformed into a colossal python that towered into the heavens. Its pale yellow eyes gleamed with danger, and its tongue flicked in and out, sending chills down the spine.