Easily Suppressing Yu Yuanzhen and Sword Douluo

Dugu Bo was somewhat surprised. "Wait, you said you'd handle it. Don't tell me you're planning to do it yourself?"

In his impression, wasn't Wu Xian only a Soul Emperor? How could he be so arrogant?

Before he could say anything else, the next scene he saw left him dumbfounded, the words in his throat completely stuck.

Wu Xian took a step forward on the platform, and a blood-red Soul Ring abruptly rose beneath his feet.

Then, as he took several more steps, several more Soul Rings rose from beneath him.

By the time Wu Xian stopped, nine Soul Rings circled his body—one purple, two black, and six red.

At this sight, Ning Jun and Yu Yuanzhen, who had not taken Wu Xian seriously at all, both revealed shocked expressions.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were wide open, his mouth hanging agape as he stared fixedly at Wu Xian's Soul Rings, hoping to find some trace that they were fake.

But clearly, there was none.

Only Sword Douluo and Yu Yuanzhen keenly sensed a threat from Wu Xian.

This made Sword Douluo vaguely worried, and he proactively moved closer to Ning Jun.

He wanted to ensure that he could intercept any attack should Ning Jun come under assault.

After doing this, he fixed his gaze on Wu Xian, his sharp eyes watching him solemnly.

They no longer had the leisure to wonder whether Wu Xian's Soul Rings were real or fake.

From the moment those Soul Rings rose, the oppressive feeling Wu Xian gave them had only grown stronger and stronger.

After recovering from his shock, Ning Jun, hiding behind Sword Douluo, asked in an even tone, "Who might Your Excellency be? This matter has nothing to do with you. Why not withdraw now? We will surely reward you handsomely in the future."

He still wanted to settle things peacefully. He did not wish to fight a Title Douluo whose strength was unknown.

After all, whether they won or lost, the outcome would likely be difficult for them to accept.

Yet the greed in his heart remained. He still did not wish to let Liu Erlong, who could allow his sect to soar, slip away.

Now he could only hope that Wu Xian had no connection to Liu Erlong. Otherwise, this matter would not be so easily resolved.

"That won't do. Liu Erlong is a close friend of mine. How could I possibly abandon her?"

Ning Jun's expression changed slightly. Damn it, they really were connected.

Come to think of it, the two had arrived together. That alone had made it extremely clear.

In the end, he simply had not taken Wu Xian seriously from the beginning, so naturally he had not cared about Wu Xian's thoughts.

He even felt a little resentful toward Wu Xian. If you were this powerful, why didn't you say so earlier? Why insist on pretending to be weak?

But now that things had come to this, retreat was no longer possible.

Since that was the case, they could only fight.

Ning Jun quietly transmitted his voice to Yu Yuanzhen. "Sect Master Yu, since matters have reached this point, we can only deal with this man first, then fulfill our previous agreement."

In his view, they had Yu Yuanzhen, Sword Douluo, and two Soul Masters from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

With the enhancement of all three, dealing with Wu Xian would not be too difficult.

After all, judging from Wu Xian's aura, he had not reached the level of a Limit Douluo.

In other words, the advantage was theirs.

Yu Yuanzhen had not intended to give up either. He was determined to obtain Liu Erlong's Dragon Transformation Secret Method.

Even without Ning Jun, he had planned to test his strength against Wu Xian.

At worst, if he could not win, he would lower his head a little. Could Wu Xian really take his life over such a minor matter?

They were one of the Upper Three Sects. If all the Soul Masters of his sect acted together, even the entire Heaven Dou Empire would tremble three times over.

Wu Xian did not know what they had discussed. He only saw the two sides suddenly gather together.

Immediately afterward, Yu Yuanzhen and Sword Douluo, along with Ning Jun and Ning Fengzhi, abruptly unleashed their Martial Souls.

In an instant, dazzling Soul Rings rose beneath their feet.

Their majestic Soul Power blasted through the hall's ceiling, opening a skylight in the roof.

The vast Soul Power even spread throughout the entire Heaven Dou Imperial City, making countless ordinary people in the city feel a surge of fear.

Tang Wei, who was receiving treatment at the Nine Heart Begonia Ye Clan with Tang Hao, was stunned when he sensed this Soul Power.

This aura... the old dragon and Sword Douluo? What's going on? Why have they both unleashed their Martial Souls? Did they encounter some powerful opponent?

Even considering that possibility, he had no intention of going over to join the excitement.

There was only one thought in his heart: fight. It would be best if they fought to the death.

The more fiercely they fought, the greater the benefits he would gain afterward.

Looking at Tang Hao, unconscious on the bed with his entire head wrapped in bandages, Tang Wei sighed inwardly.

He did not even know how he would explain to his father that the junior he thought most highly of had been knocked down by a Soul Emperor.

Fortunately, Tang Hao had not used his Martial Soul Avatar during the battle. Otherwise, the humiliation would have been even greater.

But before the Soul Power collision he expected could arrive, he suddenly discovered that the Soul Power fluctuations of Yu Yuanzhen and Sword Douluo had abruptly stopped.

It was as if something had gripped them and cut them off in a single motion.

A trace of anxiety rose in his heart. What was going on? Did he need to go take a look himself?

Or should he ignore this matter?

In the end, he decided to go over and see.

No matter what, he needed to know exactly what had happened.

At the same time, the afterglow of the setting sun shone directly onto Dugu Bo's impassive face through the skylight that had just been opened above the hall.

After enduring so many shocks, his heart had already become completely calm.

He had never expected his young friend Wu Xian to go from a Soul Emperor directly to a Title Douluo in such a short time.

And now, he could so easily suppress two long-famous Title Douluos.

Dugu Bo had thought he would have to take action as well. He had been circulating his Soul Power, prepared to risk his life alongside Wu Xian.

Yet Wu Xian merely raised his right hand and softly said, "Space Domain, unfold."

Then he gently clenched his hand, easily suppressing Yu Yuanzhen and Sword Douluo.

He sealed the flow of their Soul Power.

Looking at the two men floating in midair, unable to move, Dugu Bo was overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

This fantastical scene nearly made him think he was dreaming.

Looking at the two Title Douluos suspended in the air, Ning Jun forced a bitter smile and said to Wu Xian, "Your Excellency, can we reconcile?"

Wu Xian smiled faintly. "Of course."

Hearing this, Ning Jun let out a breath of relief. Thankfully, he had not encountered some madman who only wanted to kill, kill, kill.

"May I ask what price we must pay?"

"Very simple. Both of your sides will each provide three Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones as compensation for Liu Erlong."

Ning Jun's expression changed. He fell silent for a long time, glanced at Sword Douluo in the sky, and finally gritted his teeth. "Fine. I'll pay."

After saying those words, it was as though his backbone had been pulled out.

Yu Yuanzhen, on the other hand, had not wanted to hand over any Soul Bones. After all, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan did not have many Soul Bones to begin with. But when he thought of how the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would be finished if he died, he could only nod in agreement after pondering for a long while. "Fine."

Just when they thought the matter had come to an end, they heard Wu Xian say,

"Now that you've finished paying your compensation, it's time to pay the ransom for the few of you."