Heaven Dou Royal Academy, the morning mist had yet to lift.
At the exit of the Mimicry Training Ground, Yu Tianyu strode ahead, carrying the pitch-black greatsword Abyssal Sink over his shoulder. Dark red sparks still lingered on the blade, tracing two blazing streaks through the morning mist.
Behind him, Ye Lingling was still dressed in black robes, but her usually cool, snow-bright eyes now concealed a raging storm that refused to settle.
That night's hunt had completely overturned her understanding of the words "Spirit Master."
"Stop."
A low, chilling voice rang out without warning along the tree-lined path.
The gentle morning mist instantly turned a strange shade of green. Under the corrosive force of that aura, the surrounding plants withered and blackened at a visible speed, before finally melting into a pool of putrid liquid.
Dugu Bo, the Poison Douluo who roamed the continent and struck terror into the hearts of countless Spirit Masters, stood with his hands behind his back beneath an old locust tree. His narrow, snake-like pupils were fixed on Yu Tianyu.
"Yan Yan said the academy had gotten itself a brat who didn't know his place." Dugu Bo sneered. Nine Spirit Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—appeared around him, descending like nine towering mountains!
The pressure of a Titled Douluo!
It was powerful enough to make an ordinary Spirit Elder drop to his knees and beg for mercy.
Ye Lingling, following behind, went deathly pale. Her Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul emerged instinctively, casting a wash of white light to protect her heart. Even so, faced with that terrifying aura, she struggled to breathe, her delicate body swaying unsteadily.
Yet Yu Tianyu, standing at the very center of the pressure, merely picked at his ear.
"Old Poison, spraying pesticides here first thing