Douluo: Martial Soul Incarnation, Fist of the North Star
Chapter 885

The golden era of the Douluo Plane!

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Revenge?

With what?

Even if he stood there and let them attack, could they beat him?

Even their lord had been defeated. Killed.

All of them together were not enough to take on even one of his hands.

Charging at him would be throwing their lives away.

If their lord's spirit watched over them from heaven, she would not want to see them die for nothing, would she?

The Soul Beast Clan was already on the verge of extinction.

If they lost these few remaining top-tier fighters too, it would truly be finished.

Di Tian's thoughts churned, a fierce battle raging within him.

The wind and snow howled, lashing his face painfully.

Their surroundings were frighteningly silent, save for the wind, the snow, and everyone's heavy breathing.

A long, long time passed.

Di Tian slowly lowered his head, his voice hoarse but resolute.

"Can you... truly give our clan a place to live and thrive?"

He spoke very slowly, as though every word had been scraped out of his throat.

Xiong Jun abruptly turned toward him, seemingly wanting to say something. He opened his mouth, then held his tongue.

Bi Ji also looked at Di Tian, her gaze conflicted.

Situ Xuan nodded, his tone as decisive as severing iron with a blade.

"Once I, Situ Xuan, have given my word, I have no reason to take it back."

"Today, on this snowfield, beneath this sky and upon this earth, I make this pledge."

"As long as I, Situ Xuan, have a mouthful to eat, your Soul Beast Clan will have one too."

"Whatever worlds we conquer in the future, if I have a share, you will have a share."

"All you need to do is follow me, fight, expand our territory, and live and multiply."

"It is that simple."

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