A mere Level 91 of Soul Power—why seek your own destruction?

Hearing this, Dugu Bo immediately snorted and curled his lip. "Fine. You want the herbs here? No problem. As long as you give me that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, you can take as many herbs from here as you want."

"How about it?"

Lin Yuan shrugged, then narrowed his eyes at Dugu Bo. "So, Mr. Dugu Bo, you have no intention of making a fair trade?"

"So what if I do? So what if I don't?"

Dugu Bo showed Lin Yuan no courtesy whatsoever. Back at the Teaching Committee of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, this fellow had said such things to him, and Dugu Bo had borne a grudge ever since.

Thus, now that Lin Yuan had come personally to buy herbs, Dugu Bo naturally had no intention of selling any to him.

"If you refuse to hand over the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, then leave this place. Otherwise, you should know what methods I, Dugu Bo, am capable of."

Lin Yuan laughed outright. "Of course I know. But I also know who the weakest Title Douluo on Douluo Continent is."

The moment those words left his mouth, Dugu Bo's face turned ashen. He glared coldly at Lin Yuan, a frigid gleam flashing through his eyes. He wished he could kill this bastard on the spot.

"Kid, don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're also a Title Douluo. If we really fight, whether you can even leave here alive is another matter."

Lin Yuan shook his head and sighed. "Fine. Since you insist, I'll see for myself just how strong the Level 91 Poison Douluo is."

Dugu Bo's lips twitched. He stomped his right foot hard against the ground, and nine soul rings—the symbol of a Title Douluo—quietly appeared around him.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

As the optimal nine-ring configuration emerged, the air throughout Sunset Forest grew heavy. At the same time, the phantom of an enormous jade-green serpent, dozens of meters long, appeared behind Dugu Bo and fixed Lin Yuan with a vicious stare.

Lin Yuan showed no reaction upon seeing Dugu Bo's optimal soul ring configuration. Instead, he said calmly, "A mere Level 91 Title Douluo—why seek your own destruction?"

"Arrogant!"

Seeing that Lin Yuan did not respect him in the slightest, Dugu Bo trembled with rage and charged straight at him.

Lin Yuan disdainfully extended his right hand. In an instant, the scene before Dugu Bo changed completely. Just moments ago, he had been in Sunset Forest, yet now he stood amid a sea of blood.

Boiling magma surged madly, while demons resembling creatures from hell flooded in from all directions without warning.

Countless bizarre ancient trees towered all around him. At their treetops hung more than a thousand headless corpses, swaying in the wind.

Dugu Bo's expression darkened. "What is this place?!"

"This is my Martial Soul Domain. I've never used it on anyone else all these years. It is your honor to experience it."

Lin Yuan walked across the surface of the sea, each step sending ripples through the bloody waters beneath his feet.

The thick scent of blood in the air made Dugu Bo frown instinctively. He could not believe this man possessed a domain, and that the violent energy within it suppressed thirty percent of his total strength.

"Damn it." Dugu Bo did not dare let down his guard and immediately unleashed his Seventh Soul Skill. "Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

Lin Yuan merely smiled, his fingers twitching slightly. "Fifth Soul Skill, Asura Blood Blade."

As Lin Yuan's voice fell, a blood-red blade quietly appeared in midair. Its dense stench of blood even overwhelmed the sea of corpses and blood, nearly making Dugu Bo curse aloud.

Was this even a realm a human could reach?!

Lin Yuan flicked his fingers, and the blood blade formed from his martial soul shot toward Dugu Bo like a streak of light. It moved so quickly that it carved a bottomless ravine into the ground.

Dugu Bo immediately dodged backward. Yet the blood blade seemed to possess a tracking ability. Once it locked onto someone, even a Title Douluo would never be able to evade it unscathed.

"Damn it, this blood blade will only keep draining my stamina. I have to find a chance to get close to him."

Dugu Bo furrowed his brow, then rapidly moved both hands. A dense jade-green mist instantly burst forth around him.

This was Dugu Bo's Third Soul Skill, the Jade Phosphor Bewildering Array.

Watching Dugu Bo suddenly vanish, Lin Yuan nodded with a smile. He then placed one hand behind his back and said blandly, "It seems you do have some tricks. But don't forget—before absolute strength, all concealment is meaningless."

Dugu Bo swiftly appeared behind Lin Yuan, his clenched fist smashing down viciously. Yet just as he thought he had succeeded, he discovered that his fist had struck an invisible barrier before Lin Yuan.

"This..."

Dugu Bo's pupils constricted sharply. He could not believe that this man's Soul Power was condensed enough to withstand his attack.

"Got you."

Lin Yuan spun around in an instant. The blood blade in his hand transformed into the Asura Demon Sword, which he drove fiercely toward Dugu Bo's chest.

Realizing the situation had turned dire, Dugu Bo did not dare attack again. He immediately pulled back his right hand and retreated, simultaneously unleashing the skill of his Medusa Soul Bone to petrify the red light emitted by the Asura Demon Sword.

Glancing at the stone that had fallen to the ground, Lin Yuan walked over with a chuckle. "A ten-thousand-year Medusa Head Soul Bone is indeed interesting. It can actually petrify the sword intent produced by my martial soul."

Faced with Lin Yuan's calm and casual tone, Dugu Bo was already drenched in sweat. Even his breathing had become far more rapid than before.

Seeing that Lin Yuan remained completely unharmed, Dugu Bo was even more shocked. Damn it, he has barely used any Soul Power, while I exhausted all my strength just evading that sword intent. Who exactly is he?!

Lin Yuan stretched lazily. "All right, I've had enough fun. I don't want to keep playing cat and mouse anymore."

As he spoke, Lin Yuan loosened his limbs, and surging waves of Soul Power spread outward like raging tides.

The once-blue sky abruptly filled with rolling thunderclouds. Several bronze-colored bolts of heavenly lightning tore across the silent heavens like dragons and serpents, erupting with deafening booms.

An even more terrifying soul ring configuration appeared around Lin Yuan's body at that moment—a configuration sufficient to crush every soul master.

Purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red, red!