Encounter, Soaring Strike! Wind Eagle on the List!

"Sigh, I've made the list after all."

Inside the Worship Hall, Qing Luan Douluo shook his head with a helpless sigh, the fluctuations of his Soul Power rising and falling continuously around him.

Two yellow, two purple, five black—nine soul rings manifested themselves.

The first and second soul rings rapidly began to shift toward purple.

What was even more startling was the ninth soul ring, which, under the blessing of the Heaven Screen's mighty power, gradually turned a deep, blood-red.

It exuded a terrifying sense of oppression.

Behind him, the Qing Luan Martial Soul possessed his body, radiating streaks of cyan light.

This made the Qing Luan Martial Soul even more mystical and ethereal.

"Still, it's not bad. I originally thought Mighty Lion would be next on the list before me, but I didn't expect to rank Sixteenth Place."

A faint smile curled at the corner of Qing Luan Douluo's mouth, clearly more than satisfied with this ranking, even carrying a hint of secret delight.

Mighty Lion Douluo watched Qing Luan Douluo's transformation from the side, his eyes sour with envy.

Yet he still stubbornly snorted and said, "Hmph! It's just a one-level boost in Soul Power, an increase in soul ring Lifespan, and an enhancement of your Martial Soul."

Qing Luan Douluo looked at Old Fourth's sour expression, scratched his head with some helplessness.

In the end, he offered a stiff consolation: "Old Fourth, don't worry. This Heaven Screen probably isn't limited to the Combat Strength Ranking."

"When the next ranking comes out, you're sure to make the list and claim the Reward."

The other Offerings burst into laughter at this scene.

Only the Great Offering, Qian Daoliu, stared at the Heaven Screen with an extremely solemn expression.

"Bright Realm, Bright Realm, what exactly are you after?"

Meanwhile, Xiao Feng and Ma Qinghai, who had already fled some distance from Martial Soul City, once again encountered two powerful figures from Martial Soul Hall.

Xiao Feng immediately shielded Ke Sheng and his son behind him, his brow slightly raised as he sensed the auras of the two men—one yellow, one black—ahead.

Ma Qinghai also held the overbearing, unmatched Whirlpool Octopus Spear in his hand.

The blood-red gleam in his armor's eyes locked onto the enemy, ready to charge and strike at any moment.

And facing Xiao Feng and his group were precisely the two Douluo sent to search for information on the Bright Realm: Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

At this moment, having found no trace of the Bright Realm for some time, they were about to return and report.

But they happened to run into Xiao Feng and the others withdrawing from Martial Soul City.

Sensing the overwhelming auras of the two men, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, both seeing the gravity in each other's eyes.

"Unknown Title Douluo!"

Then, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan slowly stepped forward and cupped his hands toward Xiao Feng and the others.

"May I ask, you two..."

Before Yue Guan could finish his words, Xiao Feng cut him off directly: "Are you two from Martial Soul Hall?"

Yue Guan nodded, somewhat confused.

But by now, Ghostly had already grown wary, stepping forward to stand alongside his friend.

"Heh, Martial Soul Hall, huh."

The next moment, the face beneath Xiao Feng's armor suddenly hardened, a sharp edge fully revealed.

"First Soul Skill, Hurricane Slash!"

Seeing Xiao Feng make his move, Ma Qinghai first set Ke Sheng and his son aside, then lifted his Whirlpool Octopus Spear and followed suit.

At this point, all hesitation had vanished from his heart.

He had already stormed Martial Soul City—why fear these two mere Title Douluo?

He couldn't be bothered to overthink it; as long as Xiao Feng started the fight, he would follow.

Sensing the terrifying aura and pressure coming from the enemy.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo both swallowed hard and, without further hesitation, struck back.

They unleashed their deadliest killing moves from the start.

Four yellow, four purple, and ten black—eighteen soul rings rose from beneath their feet.

And they merged together.

"Polar Stillness Domain..."

But just as Ju Hua Guan and Ghostly were about to execute their Fusion Skill.

A sleek, futuristic-looking Scarlet Yellow Cool Sports Car suddenly burst out of the void beside them.

The next moment.

"Ugh—!" ×2

Accompanied by two screams like wails of anguish.

That flashy Scarlet Yellow Sports Car, with the speed of lightning stealing a bell before its ring could sound.

Bearing the force of a thousand troops and ten thousand steeds, slammed directly into Ju Hua Guan's waist.

And without a moment's pause, it then crashed into Ghostly, carrying them both forward at a breakneck pace.

This sudden turn of events left Xiao Feng and Ma Qinghai momentarily stunned.

They had no idea what was happening.

Then, the Scarlet Yellow Sports Car, with the two Title Douluo Ju and Gui stuck to its front, arrived before Xiao Feng and the others.

By now, the two Title Douluo were foaming at the mouth, seeing stars, and trembling uncontrollably.

Looking half-dead.

And when this Scarlet Yellow Sports Car came close.

Recognizing the familiar body of the car, Xiao Feng and Ma Qinghai finally snapped out of it.

"This is?!"

Just then.

The door of the Scarlet Yellow Sports Car suddenly swung open.

A young man with a flamboyant demeanor and handsome features stepped out.

He leaned against the car body, a smile on his lips as he looked at Xiao Feng and the other: "Long time no see, you two."

"It really is you!" Ma Qinghai excitedly jogged over to Nangong Xin: "How did you get here?"

Nangong Xin followed Ma Qinghai to the front of the car.

As he crouched down to observe the already unconscious Ju and Gui, he explained:

"His Majesty saw that you seemed to be in a conflict with Martial Soul Hall and sent me to support you."

"But it looks like it's not needed anymore."

As he spoke, Nangong Xin's finger lightly poked at Ju Hua Guan's feminine face.

"By the way, who are these two?"

Xiao Feng took over the conversation: "No idea, but they're Title Douluo from Martial Soul Hall."

Nangong Xin shook his head, not paying it much mind.

"Alright, since things are settled, let's leave."

Nangong Xin grabbed the unconscious Ju and Gui by the scruff and stuffed them into the trunk of the Weiqiju.

Meanwhile, Ma Qinghai brought over Ke Sheng and his son.

Looking at the little boy in Ma Qinghai's arms, whose eyes sparkled with excitement and fervor.

"Is this the little kid His Majesty told you to bring back this time?"

"Not bad, I like that look in his eyes!"

Nangong Xin crossed his arms, a wide grin spreading across his face.

"Greetings, sir! My name is Ke Sheng!" Ke Sheng excitedly introduced himself to Nangong Xin.

Nangong Xin laughed heartily as he pinched Ke Sheng's soft cheeks: "Hahaha, good! Full of spirit!"

Watching the scene before him, Xiao Feng shook his head helplessly: "Alright, enough fooling around. Let's hurry back and report."

But Nangong Xin refused: "No rush. On the way, let's stop by Sunset Forest to pick up Dong Sen and the others."

"Oh?" Xiao Feng was a bit puzzled but didn't ask further.

Once everyone was seated in the car.

The Weiqiju once again transformed into a streak of Scarlet Red light, vanishing into the void.

[Combat Strength Ranking Fifteenth: Cangxiao Douluo Dong Sen]

[Affiliated Faction: Bright Realm]

[Martial Soul: Wind Hawk Armor]

[Level: Ninety-eighth Rank Agile Attack Type Super Douluo]