"I fell into that brat's trap... hiss..."
Golden Crocodile Douluo clutched his right eye, enduring the agonizing erosion of the killing divine power as he sucked in a sharp breath.
"Senior, your body..."
Just then, Dugu Bo noticed the blood-red patterns emerging across Golden Crocodile Douluo's face, neck, and right hand, and cried out in alarm.
"It's fine. I won't die."
Golden Crocodile Douluo raised his left hand to stop Dugu Bo. Apparently unwilling to discuss it for now, he instead asked with concern:
"What about Tang Hao? Can you sense his location?"
Dugu Bo glanced in the direction Tang Hao had fled, then shook his head with some embarrassment.
"He's already escaped beyond the range of my spiritual power."
Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately looked disappointed.
"What a shame. I couldn't take his miserable life."
Looking at Golden Crocodile Douluo's regretful face, Dugu Bo pondered briefly before suggesting:
"Senior, shall I go after him?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo paused at that, visibly tempted. But after careful consideration, he ultimately waved his hand.
"Forget it. You'd better not go. Even if you chase him down, you might not be able to take him out. You could end up falling into his trap just like I did. Hiss..."
With that, Golden Crocodile Douluo hissed and sucked in another sharp breath.
Dugu Bo asked:
"Senior, what exactly was that power Tang Hao just used? How could it be so terrifying? It could even injure you! Just watching from the sidelines filled me with fear."
Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression turned grave, and he said heavily:
"That wasn't his power at all."
Dugu Bo was immediately astonished.
"What? You mean the power Tang Hao unleashed didn't belong to him? Then where did it come from?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo pointed toward the sky.
Dugu Bo froze, not