Beside them, emerald-green Soul Power faintly surged around Dugu Bo as he quietly released the terrifying pressure of a level ninety-three Titled Douluo, his eyes cold.
"Qian Renxue, isn't being alive good enough? Must you seek your own death and come here to die?"
In his eyes, today's trap was already inescapable.
With three Titled Douluos holding the field, dozens of Soul Douluos and hundreds of Soul Saints supporting them, and two hundred thousand soldiers of the Ironclad Army encircling her, even if Qian Renxue had once been a god, she had no hope of escape today.
"You lot think you're worthy of keeping me here?"
Qian Renxue swept her gaze lightly across the field, looking around her. Among all the Heaven Dou experts, not one warranted her attention, not one deserved her full strength.
Dugu Bo's brows knitted tightly, the killing intent around him growing denser as he warned in a low voice, "Qian Renxue, don't let arrogance blind you! Surrender, and you may yet keep your life!"
He had his own calculations as well. Qian Renxue possessed a divine artifact, and her reserves were unfathomable. In a one-on-one fight, his chances of victory were slim, and he might even fall on the spot.
Only by relying on sheer numbers to continually drain her Soul Power and stamina, then seizing a chance to ambush her once she was exhausted and weakened, could he minimize the risk and capture this formidable enemy with certainty.
"Why waste words? Seize her!"
An aged, overbearing voice suddenly rang out.
The speaker was a gray-haired elder, a newly promoted Titled Douluo of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family with a cultivation level of ninety-one. He had only broken through to the Titled Douluo realm five years ago and had not experienced the battle at Jiayu