Yue Guan wore dazzling golden armor, a bewitching Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum petal twirling between his fingertips. His lazy gaze carried a trace of mockery as he looked at Dugu Bo, whose body was covered in dark green scales not far away.
Yue Guan said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Old Poison, what wind blew you out of your snake nest today? You even sent word to invite me here. Have you finally come to your senses and decided to beg me to give you a quick death? Hehehe..."
His laughter was shrill and carried his distinctive feminine quality, echoing through the forest with utter disdain. In the past, he had indeed been qualified to mock Dugu Bo like this. Poison backlash had plagued Dugu Bo, and his Soul Power had always remained below Yue Guan's.
Dugu Bo's voice was hoarse, yet full of vigor. "Chrysanthemum Guan, enough nonsense. It is time to settle our old debts today. The chronic afflictions in my body have already been completely cured. You are just the right opponent to test myself against and see whether this broken chrysanthemum of yours can still swagger about like before!"
Yue Guan's slender fingers gracefully brushed over the petals, but his tone was filled with biting coldness. "Old Poison, it seems you really forgot the pain as soon as your wounds healed. Even if you were fortunate enough to recover, the gulf between Rank Ninety-Three and Rank Ninety-Five is not something you can cross! Sixth Spirit Ability, Golden Pistil Flowing Haze!"
He did not attack with his full strength, intending only to probe him. Countless golden petals shot forth like a violent storm. Every petal spun through the air along tricky trajectories, rather than flying straight ahead. They swept toward Dugu Bo from different angles, sealing off his room