Douluo: The Venom System Is Awesome

"Great! Teacher! Let's hurry over there!"

He urged excitedly, eager to give it a try.

Bibi Dong looked at his excited expression, shook her head helplessly, and suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her heart. With a movement of her figure, she sped toward the swamp with Mu Junyu.

The two moved at extreme speed, arriving at the area before long.

What came into view was a swamp exuding a thick, foul stench.

The mud was an ominous dark green, with withered branches, dead leaves, and various unknown rotting matter floating on the surface.

It bubbled with murky gas, releasing an even more unpleasant odor when the bubbles burst.

The surrounding trees all looked sickly, twisted and knotted, shrouded in a layer of gray mist.

When Bibi Dong unleashed her terrifying pressure as a ninety-eighth-level Title Douluo without reservation, the dead-silent swamp seemed to explode in an instant!

Countless soul beasts hidden under the mud, in the dead wood, and in the shadows—whether ten-year, hundred-year, or thousand-year—all felt as if the apocalypse had arrived, emitting terrified hisses and shrieks.

They desperately tried to flee the area, and for a time, the mud churned and chaos erupted!

The Life Devourer, which had been disguised as a piece of rotting driftwood, was no exception!

It felt that terrifying aura capable of crushing it with ease, and instinct drove it to burrow into the deepest part of the swamp to escape!

However, in front of Bibi Dong, its struggle appeared laughable.

Chapter 62: Absorption, Coma

Bibi Dong did not even move an inch; she merely swept her purple-gold eyes across the area and pressed her slender hand forward casually!

A formless yet vast sea of soul power descended instantly, acting like the sturdiest cage to firmly imprison the swamp along with the Life Devourer attempting to flee within it!

The mud stopped flowing, the bubbles froze in mid-air, and the Life Devourer was forced out of its disguise.

A mass of dark purple, gelatinous matter that kept twisting and trying to change shape emitted a silent, fearful shriek!

"Junyu."

Bibi Dong's voice was cold and calm, as if she had only done something trivial.

"Understood!"

Mu Junyu had long been prepared and let out a low shout.

"Martial Soul Avatar!"

The pitch-black Symbiosis instantly covered his entire body, and his aura became eerie and powerful.

Without any hesitation, his figure shot out like a ghost, directly unleashing his second soul skill!

"Second Soul Skill: Shadow Evasion Strike!"

His figure seemed to merge into the shadows, his speed surging as he transformed into a black arrow difficult to track with the naked eye, piercing straight toward the core of the imprisoned Life Devourer!

Puchi!

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding sound, as if wet cloth were being torn, Mu Junyu's arm, transformed into a sharp blade, pierced through the twisted body of the Life Devourer without any obstruction!

The Life Devourer let out an extremely shrill, soul-piercing shriek.

It twisted frantically, trying to counterattack or escape, but under the absolute suppression of Bibi Dong's strength, everything was in vain.

Mu Junyu did not let up; the Symbiosis on his arm instantly split into countless sharp tentacles and spikes, frantically churning, tearing, and devouring inside the Life Devourer's body!

Every attack precisely destroyed its core essence!

In just a few breaths, the Life Devourer's struggles grew weaker, and its shrieks turned into desperate whimpers.

Finally, its gelatinous body stiffened abruptly, then went limp as if it had lost all support, turning into a pool of dark purple energy that gradually dissipated.

A deep, eerie purple-black soul ring slowly condensed and emerged from the center of the dissipating energy.

The powerful energy fluctuations even caused the surrounding air to distort slightly!

A deep purple soul ring! A third soul ring approaching ten thousand years!

Mu Junyu panted heavily, looking at the tempting soul ring before him, his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

Watching that deep, eerie purple-black soul ring slowly take shape and emit heart-palpitating energy fluctuations, Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened; she dared not be the least bit careless.

Although the age had not reached ten thousand years, an eight-thousand-year soul ring was still an unprecedentedly bold attempt for a quasi-thirtieth-level Soul Elder.

She stepped forward, and the Pope's Scepter in her hand—the disguised form of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe—tapped gently against the ground.

Hum—! A low yet majestic hum spread out from the point where the scepter landed. Immediately following, a brilliant and sacred golden ring of light erupted from the base of the scepter, rapidly expanding.

A massive light barrier with a diameter of about ten meters formed, enveloping Mu Junyu and the floating spirit ring within.

Above the barrier, intricate purple-gold patterns flowed incessantly, radiating an aura of indestructible stability and a divine vibration that purified all evil.

This was the protective barrier Bibi Dong had set up for Mu Junyu, capable of both isolating external interference.

It could also, to a certain extent, suppress the violent factors and lingering soul fragments that might exist within the spirit ring, providing the optimal environment for him to absorb it.

"Focus your mind and keep your spirit clear. Follow the method I taught you to guide your spirit power. No matter what happens, I am here to protect you."

Bibi Dong's voice came through the barrier, cold yet carrying a trace of imperceptible concern.

Mu Junyu nodded heavily, took a deep breath, and suppressed the excitement and tension in his heart.

He sat cross-legged in the center of the barrier, his gaze fixed firmly on the floating deep purple spirit ring.

He circulated his spirit power and extended his right hand; a suction force emanated from his palm, drawing the eerie spirit ring slowly toward him.

The moment that deep purple-black spirit ring settled onto his body—

BOOM!!!

A terrifying energy, like a mountain torrent, rushed into Mu Junyu's body in an instant!

That energy was not only vast and boundless but also carried a cold, greedy, and insane will that hungered to devour everything!

The remaining soul fragments of the Life Devourer let out a shriek of resentment, attempting to turn the tables and invade Mu Junyu's sea of consciousness!

Mu Junyu's body shook violently, his face turned pale instantly, and the veins on his forehead bulged; he was clearly enduring immense pain and impact.

Outside the barrier, Bibi Dong's purple-gold eyes narrowed slightly. Her fingers tightened around her scepter, and spirit power surged around her, ready to intervene at any moment.

However, Mu Junyu's resilience was far beyond imagination.

He held his focus tightly, and the meridians in his body, enhanced by both the immortal herb and the Symbiosis, operated frantically, acting like the toughest riverbeds to forcibly constrain and guide the violent torrent of energy.

At the same time, his mental power was highly concentrated, engaging in a fierce confrontation with the devouring will that sought to backlash!

...Inside the barrier, energy fluctuations raged like a storm for a full four hours. Bibi Dong remained fully focused, guarding outside, her purple-gold eyes fixed on Mu Junyu without blinking.

Feeling his aura, which fluctuated between violent and weak, her palms even became slightly sweaty from nervousness.

She had never been so anxious for anyone before.

Finally, as the last ray of the setting sun disappeared on the horizon and night began to fall.

The light of the deep purple spirit ring completely retracted, merging entirely into Mu Junyu's body. The violent energy in the surroundings gradually calmed down.

Thud!

Mu Junyu's body went limp, and he collapsed face-down onto the ground, motionless. His consciousness had already blurred, and he had fallen into a state of extreme coma.

"Junyu!"

Bibi Dong's heart tightened. She instantly dispelled the barrier, flashed to his side, and carefully lifted him up.

Detecting that he still had breath and a heartbeat, she breathed a slight sigh of relief and immediately began to carefully check his condition.

His spirit power was completely exhausted, his physical strength was drained, and his mental power was pushed to the limit...

The triple exhaustion combined had sent him into a deep, self-protective coma.

Fortunately, although his meridians were sore from the expansion, there was no serious damage, and his soul origin remained intact. The lingering will of the Life Devourer seemed to have been successfully suppressed and even absorbed.

"You brat... you really are reckless..."

Looking at his pale, exhausted little face, Bibi Dong felt both heartache and lingering fear, and she whispered a reproach.

She carefully lifted him with her spirit power, realizing that this place was not suitable for a long stay. The night was deep, and she needed to find a place for him to rest and recover properly as soon as possible.

She carried the unconscious Mu Junyu, her figure turning into a streak of light as she sped toward the nearest small human border town on the outskirts of the Sunset Forest.

The town was not large, but it had a station established by the Martial Soul Hall.

Bibi Dong descended directly in front of the most prominent building, which bore the emblem of the Martial Soul Hall.

Chapter 63: Third Spirit Skill: Devourer

The priest on duty at the Martial Soul Hall branch was a level 50-something Spirit King. He was yawning when he suddenly felt a terrifying pressure like a mountain descend upon him. Startled, he scrambled out, tumbling and crawling.

When he saw the luxurious platinum Pope robe and the stunning yet cold face of the person before him, he was completely stunned. He then fell to his knees with a thud, his voice trembling so much it was barely coherent. "Y-your subordinate did not know that Your Holiness the Pope had arrived in person! I failed to welcome you! I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

He was so excited that tears and snot streamed down his face as he kowtowed desperately.

This was the supreme existence he only ever saw from afar in the year-end report images!

Bibi Dong was in no mood to waste words with him and said coldly.

"Get up! Immediately prepare the best quiet room, arrange for two attentive maids, and prepare hot water, towels, and light liquid food. Quickly!"

"Yes! Yes! As you command! Your Holiness, please follow me!"

The priest scrambled to his feet, not daring to show the slightest negligence, and led Bibi Dong to the most luxurious and comfortable guest room in the station at the fastest possible speed.

Then, he scrambled away in a panic to arrange for maids and supplies.

Soon, two well-trained maids tremblingly delivered hot water and supplies.

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Bibi Dong personally inspected everything, and only after confirming there were no errors did she carefully place Mu Junyu onto the soft bed.

She waved the others away and personally used a warm towel to meticulously wipe the grime from Mu Junyu's face and hands, her movements so gentle they didn't seem like her own.

Looking at his sleeping face, where his brows remained tightly furrowed as if he were still enduring pain even in his coma, Bibi Dong sighed softly, her fingertips brushing aside the hair damp with sweat on his forehead.

"Sleep well. This time... you really worked hard."

She murmured in a low voice, her tone carrying a softness she herself had not even noticed.

That night, the Pope of Martial Soul Hall, Bibi Dong, personally kept watch by the bedside of the unconscious Mu Junyu.

Mu Junyu's consciousness did not sink into the darkness for too long.

He felt as if he were floating in a void, and then, brilliant light suddenly erupted before his eyes.

Purple-gold, pitch-black, scarlet... countless rays of light representing different energy attributes intertwined and flowed.

They formed a vast and mysterious space of consciousness.

In the center of this space, a sphere of light that he found both familiar and strange was slowly rotating.

It emitted fluctuations that were more intense and complex than ever before.

It was the "System" he possessed.

"System?"

Mu Junyu's consciousness projected a question.

"Where... am I? What happened?"

The light of the sphere flickered gently, and a stream of information, calm and ripple-free yet carrying a hint of satisfaction, surged directly into Mu Junyu's consciousness.