At the outskirts of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye, Lan Minghua and Wu Song found their path blocked by a poisonous miasma.
"Just a little poisonous miasma thinks it can stop us? Whoever owns this place is underestimating us!"
Wu Song was eager for a fight. "Sect Master, let me clear the way for you."
Lan Minghua didn't refuse. He nodded and let Wu Song handle it.
Wu Song turned to face the miasma, his brows knitting.
In an instant, the aura around him surged like a raging tide, and an immense force roared outward.
The surrounding air twisted and warped under the pressure, letting out a sharp whine.
Then he slowly clenched his fist, the veins on his arm bulging.
"Disperse!"
Wu Song threw a punch at the miasma, and a massive, invisible fist suddenly appeared.
The fist shadow blotted out the sky, carrying an overwhelming pressure as it slammed straight into the miasma.
The poisonous miasma had no chance against that terrifying punch. It was torn apart in an instant.
The forest below was reduced to ruins by the raging gale of the punch.
Thick trees snapped in half like fragile stalks of straw, while broken branches and leaves filled the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the miasma vanished, and a wide path had been carved through the forest.
Dugu Bo was rushing toward the miasma when his expression changed. He hurriedly crossed his arms before his chest.
The next instant, the gale struck him and sent him flying dozens of meters.
The trees on the ground were uprooted as well, scattering everywhere.
"My poisonous miasma was broken?!"
Looking at the bare land around him, Dugu Bo felt a growing sense of foreboding.
"Who could it be? Yue Guan? No, he isn't that powerful yet. Then who is it, and why are they coming after me?"
Dugu Bo didn't dare waste a moment. He sped up toward the miasma.
Wu Song withdrew his fist and said to Lan Minghua, "Sect Master, the way is clear."
Before the words had left his mouth, he sensed someone approaching from behind.
Lan Minghua sensed the approaching presence and knew it was Dugu Bo.
He didn't actually dislike Dugu Bo.
Although Dugu Bo had become Tang San's friend despite their age difference, it was all because Tang San had cured both him and Dugu Yan of their poison.
And it was only with Tang Hao's intimidation that Dugu Bo had lowered himself to do so.
Otherwise, Tang San alone could never have made Dugu Bo his friend.
The jianghu wasn't all fighting and killing. It was also about human relationships.
After a moment's thought, Lan Minghua decided it wouldn't be right to simply take the Immortal Herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
So he planned to offer Dugu Bo Tang San's method for curing the poison in exchange.
Though he wasn't exactly giving up anything in return.
In a flash, Dugu Bo arrived. He frowned at the devastation all around him.
When he sensed two figures hovering in the air nearby, his heart lurched.
Aside from Soul Masters with certain Flying Martial Souls, only Titled Douluo could walk on air.
He couldn't see through the two of them and concluded that their Soul Power surpassed his own.
Though Dugu Bo was a Titled Douluo, his individual strength was considered the weakest among them.
Faced with two unknown Titled Douluo, he didn't dare act rashly.
"Why have you trespassed on my territory?"
Seeing that Dugu Bo hadn't attacked outright, Lan Minghua approached and said calmly, "Nothing much. We just came to take something from your place."
"Oh? I've no idea what could be here that would bring two Titled Douluo to my doorstep."
Dugu Bo tried to bluff his way out of it.
Lan Minghua glanced at him. He hadn't expected Dugu Bo to still be using such a worn-out excuse at his age.
So he decided to scare him a little. "Of course, it's the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye. That's a real treasure, you know. We came for it. You should know what it is, right?"
Dugu Bo's face darkened like a storm cloud, but he said nothing.
Seeing this, Lan Minghua continued, "Of course, I'm willing to make a deal with you."
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible!" Dugu Bo refused outright without even hearing the terms.
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was what kept him alive. He would never trade it away.
Knowing his visitors meant trouble, he summoned the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor and faced Lan Minghua and Wu Song from a distance.
Lan Minghua shrugged, knowing there was no way to negotiate.
He turned to Wu Song. "Looks like we can't talk this out, Erlang. Go beat some sense into him. Remember, leave him alive."
"Understood, Sect Master. I've been itching for a fight!"
As Erlong Mountain's Boss, Wu Song was no soft touch.
Lan Minghua was confident in Wu Song's strength. Even on paper, he was far stronger than Dugu Bo.
He'd just watch and see how strong the golden item he'd drawn from the system really was.
Dugu Bo struck first. He raised his hand and roared, "Attack!"
The Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow. Its jaws gaped wide as it charged at Wu Song, trailing a stench of blood.
Wu Song only sneered and met it with his bare hands.
He flashed aside like a ghost, evading the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor's bite, and appeared below it.
Then his right fist, wrapped in powerful Soul Power, slammed into the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor's jaw.
With a loud bang, its head bounced away like a rubber ball, then snapped back.
A savage grin spread across Wu Song's face. He wasn't done yet.
He lunged forward, fists blurring as he hammered the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor with punch after punch, each one like a cannonball.
Watching the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor's body crackle with a series of sharp pops, Lan Minghua gave it three seconds of silence.
That was what happened when it went up against Erlong Mountain's Boss, the Taisui God of the Human World.
Fortunately, the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor was only formed from Dugu Bo's Soul Power. Otherwise, blood would have been splattered everywhere.
Seeing its body turn faint and illusory, Dugu Bo's eyes flashed with anger.
His Soul Power surged, and the poison around him condensed into countless Jade Phosphor Serpents that shot into the sky.
Wu Song punched the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor into the ground, then drew a Precept Knife.
A flash of blade-light streaked past, and a fierce Blade Aura cleaved the snake-shadows formed from poisonous mist to pieces.
He looked down at Dugu Bo with a sneer and flicked his wrist. Blade-shadows layered over one another.
Countless razor-sharp Blade Auras rained down on Dugu Bo, blotting out the sky.
Dugu Bo called the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor back to coil around him, holding nothing back.
"Eighth Soul Skill: Time Stasis!"
In an instant, the space around them seemed to freeze. The Blade Auras hurtling toward him stopped in midair.
But Dugu Bo wasn't finished. He unleashed his Soul Bone Skill, Medusa's Gaze.
A beam of emerald light shot from the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor's eyes, struck the Blade Auras, and hurtled straight toward Wu Song's face.
Lan Minghua still didn't intervene. He even took a sip of Maozi and kept watching.
A trace of disdain touched Wu Song's lips. The next moment, his Soul Power surged like a breached dam, instantly breaking through Time Stasis.
Facing the incoming emerald beam, he drew another Precept Knife and activated his red-eyed mode.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red—nine Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet, radiating a terrifying aura.
At the sight of them, Dugu Bo's pupils shook with shock. He hadn't expected Wu Song's Ninth Soul Ring to be a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
After all, not every Titled Douluo had a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring as their Ninth Soul Ring.
The price of hunting a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was simply too great.
But Wu Song, his eyes blazing red, gave Dugu Bo no time to recover from his shock. He crossed his blades and slashed. Two Blade Auras met Medusa's Gaze in a cross.
At the moment of impact, the emerald beam shattered and dissolved into specks of light.
Dugu Bo summoned all the Soul Power in his body to resist the terrifying Blade Auras, but he couldn't stop them.
Before he could recover, Wu Song was already before him, as swift as a ghost.
The Precept Knife in his hand flashed coldly as he slashed straight at Dugu Bo's throat.
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