"I'm curious. Why did you come here?"
Yuan Luo stared at him, unable to imagine what a Titled Douluo was doing here.
"A dying man need not ask so many questions!"
Chang drew a Curved Blade and held it against his arm.
"Then at least let me die knowing why!"
Yuan Luo was speechless. Are you sure you can kill me?
"Domain!"
Chang uttered two words, and Yuan Luo understood at once.
The only things that could attract a Titled Douluo were Soul Bones and a domain.
As Yuan Luo's thoughts wandered, Chang charged at him.
His speed was extreme, nearly three times Yuan Luo's.
Yuan Luo's speed had also improved greatly over the past few years, but compared to Chang, he was still far behind.
"Sky Full of Needle Rain."
As he swiftly dodged Chang's attacks, countless Golden Needles shot from his hands.
Chang seemed utterly unflustered as he charged straight at Yuan Luo and entered the range of the Golden Needles.
"Whoosh!"
The Golden Needles whirled and pierced through the air without pause, while the Curved Blade in Chang's hand slashed repeatedly, knocking away every needle before him.
Yuan Luo leaped back quickly as countless Ice Spikes rose from the ground.
To deal with an agility-attack-type spirit master, he had to destroy the structure of the ground, just as he had when fighting Zhu Zhuqing.
But Chang was a Titled Douluo, and his combat awareness was incredibly sharp.
Rather than attack Yuan Luo, he first destroyed all the Ice Spikes on the ground. Yuan Luo's ice might have been tough, but it was nothing before a Titled Douluo.
"Rise!"
Yuan Luo pressed his palms together, and two Ice Coffins appeared at once, seeking to enclose Chang.
If he succeeded, Chang would have no way out. Unless he had