Two Douluo

Within the canyon, there was complete silence.

The appearance of Ju Douluo Yue Guan and Gui Douluo Gui Mei made the air seem to freeze.

Yue Guan held a golden exotic flower in his hand, a sinister smile on his feminine face as he sized up Lan Aotian.

That golden chrysanthemum radiated a strange light. Its nine petals swayed gently, and each movement sent out a heart-pounding energy fluctuation.

Gui Mei, meanwhile, stood beside Yue Guan like an illusory shadow, faint black mist swirling around him.

His features were indistinct. Only a pair of icy eyes stared at Lan Aotian through the mist.

Two Title Douluo.

A Level Ninety-Five Ju Douluo.

A Level Ninety-Five Gui Douluo.

An elder of Spirit Hall and Pope Bibi Dong's trusted confidant.

Yue Guan let out a light laugh, his voice shrill. "Oh, Gui Mei, look at this person. What incredible vitality. That move just now easily dealt with even our three useless subordinates."

Gui Mei's voice was hoarse and deep, as if it had come from the netherworld. "No matter how strong his vitality is, he's still human. And humans can die."

Yue Guan covered his mouth and chuckled. "That's true. But Gui Mei, where do you think he came from? There's no one like him on Spirit Hall's guard roster."

Gui Mei did not answer. He merely stared at Lan Aotian.

Those two gazes seemed almost tangible, carrying the unique pressure of a Title Douluo as they bore down on Lan Aotian like a tidal wave!

This was a test from a Title Douluo.

An ordinary Soul Saint or Soul Douluo would already have gone weak in the knees under this pressure, with their Soul Power circulation disrupted.

But Lan Aotian still stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.

It was as though the pressure that could crush Mountains was merely a breeze brushing across his face.

A hint of surprise flashed through Yue Guan's eyes. He smiled. "Interesting. Gui Mei, your pressure doesn't work on him."

Gui Mei snorted coldly. The black mist around him surged, and his pressure suddenly intensified!

The full pressure of a Level Ninety-Five Title Douluo was enough to make even an equal-level expert feel oppressed!

Lan Aotian still did not move.

He merely raised his head slightly and looked at Gui Mei with an indifferent gaze.

That indifferent gaze stirred a trace of displeasure in Gui Mei's heart.

A mere unknown Soul Master actually dared to look at him like that?

He raised a hand. Black mist gathered in his palm, forming a dark energy sphere.

"Yue Guan, enough talking. Attack."

The moment he finished speaking, his figure abruptly vanished from the spot!

The next instant, a black claw reached out from the shadow behind Lan Aotian, aiming straight for his heart!

It was as fast as a ghost and as vicious as a venomous snake!

This was Gui Douluo's renowned technique—Shadow Assault!

However, when the claw was still three feet from Lan Aotian's heart, it stopped.

It was not that Gui Mei did not want to continue. Rather, a jade-green vine had somehow wrapped around his wrist!

The vine was slender, only as thick as a little finger, and looked incredibly fragile.

But Gui Mei discovered that he could not break free!

His expression changed. Soul Power surged wildly through his body, and the black mist swelled as he tried to shatter the vine.

The vine did not move at all.

Instead, it wrapped tighter and tighter.

Gui Mei's pupils contracted slightly!

What kind of vine was this?

With the strength of a Level Ninety-Five Title Douluo, he actually could not break free?

Lan Aotian turned around and looked at him. "Not bad speed. Unfortunately, it's not fast enough."

A trace of anger flashed through Gui Mei's eyes. His other hand transformed into a claw and viciously struck at the vine!

Clang!

The sound of metal striking metal rang out!

A faint white mark appeared on the vine, then it promptly returned to its original state.

Gui Mei was stunned.

Yue Guan was stunned as well.

A single vine had blocked a Title Douluo's full-strength strike?

How was that possible?

"Gui Mei, retreat!" Yue Guan shouted. He suddenly flung the golden exotic flower in his hand!

The nine petals detached from the flower and transformed into nine golden streaks of light. Carrying enough force to cut through anything, they shot toward Lan Aotian!

This was Ju Douluo's signature Soul Skill—Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum: Petal Rain!

Each petal was as sharp as a top-grade Soul Tool!

All nine petals fired together were enough to heavily injure an equal-level Title Douluo!

Lan Aotian glanced at the nine golden streaks of light and raised his right hand.

"Second Soul Skill, Revival Ring: Spring Descends Upon the World."

Buzz—

A jade-green curtain of light spread from his palm, instantly covering a radius of ten zhang!

The nine golden petals struck the curtain of light and dissolved into it without a sound, like mud flowing into the sea.

The smile on Yue Guan's face stiffened.

One of his strongest Soul Skills had just... vanished?

"Impossible!" he cried out.

Lan Aotian ignored him and instead looked at Gui Mei, who was still bound by the vine.

"Do you want to leave?"

Gui Mei's expression was dark, but he did not speak.

Lan Aotian nodded. "Then I won't see you out."

He raised his hand and lightly pointed at Gui Mei.

The vine wrapped around Gui Mei's wrist suddenly loosened!

Gui Mei froze for a moment, then abruptly retreated. In an instant, he withdrew dozens of zhang and stood shoulder to shoulder with Yue Guan.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing shock and wariness in the other's eyes.

Who was this person?

How could he be this powerful?

Yue Guan took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart before asking in a low voice, "Just who are you, sir?"

Lan Aotian looked at him calmly. "Lin Yue."

Lin Yue?

Yue Guan and Gui Mei searched their memories, but neither had any recollection of that name.

They knew every famous Title Douluo on the continent.

Even those old monsters who lived in seclusion had at least been heard of to some extent.

But the name Lin Yue was completely unfamiliar.

Yue Guan's gaze flickered as he probed, "What relationship do you have with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

They had seen Chen Xin appear here just now, clear as day.

If this person was a hidden enshrined expert of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, then today's matter would become complicated.

Lan Aotian shook his head. "None."

Yue Guan frowned. "Then why are you protecting this shipment?"

Lan Aotian looked at him, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

"Because I'm protecting it."

That answer left Yue Guan and Gui Mei both stunned.

Because I'm protecting it?

What kind of reason was that?

Yue Guan's expression darkened. "Are you determined to make an enemy of Spirit Hall?"

Lan Aotian replied indifferently, "Make an enemy of Spirit Hall? Can you represent Spirit Hall?"

Yue Guan was left speechless.

This operation by him and Gui Mei was indeed not being conducted in Spirit Hall's name.

They were dressed in black and had not released their Martial Souls, precisely to avoid exposing their identities.

If they truly invoked Spirit Hall, they would only give others grounds to criticize them.

Gui Mei said coldly, "Yue Guan, stop wasting words with him. Let's attack together!"

Yue Guan nodded. His Soul Power surged, and all nine of his Soul Rings lit up simultaneously!

Two yellow, two purple, and five black—the complete Soul Ring configuration of a Level Ninety-Five Title Douluo!

Gui Mei likewise released his Soul Rings: two yellow, two purple, and five black, also at Level Ninety-Five!

The full eruption of two Title Douluo caused the entire Canyon to tremble!

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

The two shouted at the same time!

Behind Yue Guan, the phantom of a gigantic golden chrysanthemum appeared. Its nine petals unfolded, radiating dazzling golden light!

A suffocating sharpness swirled around every petal!