Suppressing Two Titled Douluo—Has the Clear Sky Sect Actually Sent Someone?

"Hiss~ hiss~ hiss~"

As the Conceptual Trait activated.

A gorgeous pure land manifested, with Spirit Springs gurgling within and flowers and grass stretching in clusters. It was practically a paradise beyond the world.

Yet at that moment, flower petals rained down from the sky, transforming into boundless killing intent as they evaporated the entire Netherworld Sea.

Immortal Flowers bloomed one after another, like flames burning at their most brilliant, incinerating every evil presence within the pure land.

This was the most ultimate purification in the world, the natural force of spring sunlight melting snow and ice.

"Aah!"

The Netherworld Douluo let out a beast-like roar.

His Martial Soul Avatar seemed to be gradually erased from a painting within the Divine Realm.

Countless flower petals became a torrent like a river of stars, instantly submerging the Martial Soul Avatar.

Then, every dancing petal became like a bone-scraping blade, carving into the Netherworld Douluo's body.

The petals even left charred marks upon the Netherworld Sword martial soul.

This was the Divine Realm in its complete form. To evil beings, every corner within it was filled with killing intent.

"Nether Thunder, save me!"

The Netherworld Douluo's miserable cry echoed beyond the Star Dou Great Forest, sounding especially mournful.

Who could have imagined that a mighty Titled Douluo would be severely wounded by a mere Soul Ancestor?

"Invincible Shield!"

The Nether Thunder Douluo's expression changed drastically.

Without hesitation, he threw out a Defensive Soul Tool, covering the Netherworld Douluo with it.

The Nether Thunder Douluo hurriedly drew the Nether Thunder Sword, and the Seventh Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up.

His martial soul was Nether Thunder.

Besides possessing the lightning attribute, Nether Thunder itself carried a trace of sinister aura. This Nether Thunder Sword was his Natal Soul Tool.

This was a fusion of martial soul and Soul Tool, far more powerful than either a martial soul or Soul Tool alone.

"Blue Silver Unarmored!"

Tang Feng activated the trait again.

He grabbed the Netherworld Douluo and, relying on Absolute First Strike, lunged toward the Nether Thunder Douluo.

At the same time, Tang Feng used the Imperial Way Unarmored trait to strip away the other man's Soul Tools, interrupting the Nether Thunder Douluo's Martial Soul Avatar combined with his Soul Tool.

"Clang~"

The Nether Thunder Douluo's vision blurred.

All the Soul Tools on his body actually fell to the ground, losing their former luster.

Immediately afterward, a scorching heat inexplicably ignited his martial soul, dealing devastating damage to it.

Fortunately, the Nether Thunder Douluo possessed the lightning attribute himself, so he retained a trace of resistance against Tang Feng's Divine Realm.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Thunder Nether Escape!"

The Ninth Soul Ring beneath the Nether Thunder Douluo's feet lit up.

His body transformed into a mass of Nether Thunder, allowing him to become immune to attacks and flee.

The Nether Thunder Douluo had encountered danger many times before, and each time, he had ultimately escaped death through this soul skill.

"Absolute First Strike!"

Tang Feng immediately followed.

He used Blue Silver Grass to track the Nether Thunder, bringing the Divine Realm and the Netherworld Douluo with him as he charged after it.

Even after transforming into a mass of Nether Thunder, the Nether Thunder Douluo remained enveloped by the Divine Realm, thick black smoke evaporating from him.

"Whoosh~ whoosh~ whoosh~"

The two remained like shadows following one another.

No matter how the Nether Thunder Douluo accelerated, Tang Feng continuously kept him within the Divine Realm.

Even while restraining the Netherworld Douluo with one hand, Tang Feng was still the ancestor of Evil Spirit Masters.

"Aah!"

The piercing screams made everyone's scalp tingle. No one dared approach.

"Everyone, pursue the two elders."

The remaining ninety-odd Evil Spirit Masters all gave chase.

Gu Yuena held Tang Ya in her arms and closely followed behind Tang Feng, in case this was a trap.

Perhaps Shrek Academy had deliberately allowed the Evil Spirit Masters to escape, setting a trap specifically to capture Tang Feng.

"Please, just give me a quick death!"

The Netherworld Douluo was deathly pale.

More than half of his Netherworld Sword martial soul had already been purified by the Divine Realm, and his flesh was covered in burn marks.

Even so, the Netherworld Douluo had not died. Other than appearing weak, he showed no signs of severe injury whatsoever.

"I'm not someone who likes killing."

"You should repent properly in this Divine Realm."

Tang Feng activated Ultimate Healing, constantly keeping the Netherworld Douluo alive.

The Divine Realm continued purifying everything on the Netherworld Douluo's body. Even his martial soul was shattering.

Perhaps one day in the future, the Netherworld Douluo would be purified until he was as pure as light.

"Bang~"

The Nether Thunder Douluo finally returned to his original form.

More than half of his body had been burned away, and his entire aura was extremely weak.

If not for his determination to escape sustaining him, the Nether Thunder Douluo would have long since died.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I haven't even allowed you to die yet!"

Tang Feng rushed over and used Ultimate Healing to keep him alive.

This fellow was, after all, a Ninth-level Soul Engineer. Bringing him back to Star Luo City for Xu Jiawei should prove somewhat useful.

If they could interrogate the blueprints for Rank Nine Soul Tools from him, Tang Feng would gladly invite the Nether Thunder Douluo for another walk through the Divine Realm.

"You're a devil!"

The Nether Thunder Douluo trembled all over.

He could clearly sense that both his martial soul and body were being scorched by terrifying heat.

At the same time, an immense amount of Life Essence constantly flowed into his body, helping him recover from his injuries.

At this rate.

Who knew when he would finally die?

Most absurd of all, Tang Feng's Ultimate Healing could even heal the Sea of Consciousness. There was simply no such thing as a mental breakdown.

Even if there truly were eighteen levels of hell, they probably would not be any worse than this!

"Sister Na'er, help me seal their Soul Power."

"If we keep playing around, my Soul Power won't hold up."

Tang Feng had no intention of finishing this all at once.

Once he brought them back to Star Luo City, he would slowly interrogate the Netherworld Douluo and not let a single detail slip by.

"Alright."

Gu Yuena raised her hand and pointed.

She sent out two streaks of Divine Power, sealing the two men's Soul Power and martial souls, turning the two Titled Douluo into ordinary people with only powerful physical bodies.

"You have a top-tier expert protecting you?"

The Netherworld Douluo's vision went black.

Where had this woman come from? She could not possibly be an unknown nobody.

Unfortunately, they knew nothing at all about Gu Yuena, not even a scrap of useful information.

"More people are coming."

"By human standards of strength, one of them is a level 99 Limit Douluo, while another is a level 98 Super Douluo."

Gu Yuena warned him.

She had only just begun following Tang Feng when so much trouble arrived. As expected, the human world was far more exciting than the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Over a hundred Evil Spirit Masters?"

"Damn it, don't tell me we came too late!"

The first person to arrive was an exceptionally burly middle-aged man.

He had a head of dense, short hair like steel needles, while his resolute face seemed carved by blades and axes.

His eyes were brownish-yellow, with faint golden light flickering within them, and anger filled his gaze.

Even dressed in a loose gray robe, he could not completely conceal the powerful muscles bulging all over his body.

"Gravity Control Domain!"

The newcomer activated a Domain Skill.

In an instant, the surroundings fell into a swamp of gravity.

The others in the hundred-man Evil Spirit Master group were all caught under a terrifying pressure.

Even Evil Spirit Masters at the Soul Douluo level were pressed breathless by the Gravity Domain.

"Good, they're still alive."

The newcomer saw Tang Feng and his group.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had not come too late. If this kid had died here, there would have been serious trouble.