5-Year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Right Arm Bone! Dugu Bo's Miserable Plight-Had He Just Broken Through to Level 90? (Please Add to Your Collection)

He could give the Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones he didn't think much of to his women or his underlings.

They were top-tier resources for winning people over and rapidly increasing the strength of his forces!

"But... five Soul Bones alone still don't seem like enough to go around."

Huang Yan rubbed his chin and looked through the poisonous miasma of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well toward the boundless depths of the Sunset Forest.

The Sunset Forest was, after all, one of the largest gathering places for Spirit Beasts within the Heaven Dou Empire.

Though it had fewer high-ranking Spirit Beasts than the Star Dou Great Forest, there were still plenty.

To leave such an enormous trove of resources untouched would be a terrible waste.

More importantly, once he successfully took over Ma Hongjun's body, he would become a human child with only twenty-something levels of Soul Power.

Trying to hunt high-ranking Spirit Beasts for Soul Bones then would be harder than scaling the heavens.

"While I haven't taken over his body yet, I still have the absolute strength of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Bright Phoenix. I have to make a big haul!"

A murderous glint flashed through Huang Yan's eyes.

Soul Bones certainly had an extremely low drop rate. Under normal circumstances, finding one was like picking a needle out of a haystack.

But so what?

Once the numbers were high enough, if he killed enough high-ranking Spirit Beasts, he could force a few top-grade Soul Bones to drop!

"High-ranking Spirit Beasts of the Sunset Forest, bad luck for you. Consider it a contribution to my future path to godhood!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a pair of enormous, golden-bright wings burst open behind Huang Yan.

With a phoenix cry that pierced the clouds and split the rocks, he became a dazzling golden shooting star.

He carried the terrifying pressure of a top-tier Hundred-Thousand-Year divine beast.

He shot straight out of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well and headed for the Core Circle of the Sunset Forest, where he began his killing spree!

In the central region of the Sunset Forest, a one-sided slaughter was underway.

BOOM!

Brilliant golden holy flames rained down from the sky like divine punishment.

Huang Yan took on a combat form, half-human and half-phoenix.

Every beat of his wings sent out a terrifying wave of heat powerful enough to melt metal.

Huang Yan showed no mercy to these native inhabitants of the Sunset Forest.

Whether they were ferocious beasts or venomous insects, if they had reached the ten-thousand-year level—

He killed them on the spot, no questions asked!

Ultimate Light robbed them of their sight, while Ultimate Fire burned their bodies and souls!

Under the terrifying pressure of a top-tier Hundred-Thousand-Year divine beast,

the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts that usually lorded it over the Sunset Forest had no chance to fight back. Even escape was nothing but a pipe dream.

Thud!

A Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear with fifty thousand years of cultivation crashed to the ground.

It was already the sixteenth high-ranking Spirit Beast Huang Yan had killed.

Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bears were exceedingly rare.

Especially in the Sunset Forest.

When Huang Yan had first spotted it, he'd been rather surprised.

Huang Yan deftly rummaged through the pile of charred remains.

Suddenly, a strange, dark-golden glow shone from the ruined corpse of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.

"Nice luck. It dropped a bone!"

Huang Yan's eyes lit up. He beckoned with one hand, and a right arm bone radiating a heavy metallic sheen flew into his palm.

Sensing the violent power within it, Huang Yan nodded with satisfaction.

"A fifty-thousand-year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Right Arm Bone. The best of the best.

If I took this thing out, those Power Attack System Soul Masters would fight until their brains were splattered.

I'll take it!"

He casually tossed the Soul Bone into his Storage Soul Tool.

Without pausing, Huang Yan fixed his gaze on another high-ranking Spirit Beast's territory, ready to continue his "gear-farming" spree.

However, Huang Yan's unrestrained slaughter—

and the tremendous commotion it caused—had already alerted an "old acquaintance" who had just entered the Sunset Forest.

At the border between the outer and central regions of the Sunset Forest,

a tall, thin, green-haired old man, straight as a spear, abruptly stopped in his tracks.

The old man's face was gaunt, his eye sockets sunken, and his snake-like green eyes were now filled with shock.

Most striking of all, his brow was dark.

An inky-green aura of death hung between his brows, so thick it seemed he could succumb to poison at any moment.

This man was Dugu Bo!

But compared to the Poison Douluo from the original story, who had been so full of himself, Dugu Bo was now more than ten times worse off.

In this world,

Huang Yan had claimed the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well a thousand years earlier.

Dugu Bo had never had the chance to discover that treasured place.

Without the freezing and scalding spring waters within the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to suppress it,

the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison in Dugu Bo's body had become a death sentence!

For years, he had suffered the agony of ten thousand poisons gnawing at his heart, living a life worse than death.

To suppress the poison, he had no choice but to divert most of his Soul Power to resisting it.

His cultivation had crawled along at a snail's pace, leaving him struggling at every step.

Only today, after forcing his way through, had he barely broken the shackles of Level 89 and managed to reach Level 90!

This time, he had dragged his poison-stricken, dying body to the Sunset Forest.

He had come to search for a suitable high-ranking serpent Spirit Beast, kill it for his ninth Spirit Ring, and officially break through to Titled Douluo.

He had placed all his hopes on this ninth Spirit Ring.

He hoped to use the power of heaven and earth that came with breaking through to Titled Douluo to forcibly suppress the poison in his body.

But he had barely entered the Sunset Forest when a tremendous commotion, like the collapse of heaven and earth, erupted from the direction of the Core Circle.

"What terrifying Fire and Light attribute fluctuations... This pressure—could it be... a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?!"

Dugu Bo stared fixedly at the golden flames soaring above the Core Circle.

Feeling the divine beast's suffocating pressure in the air, his withered hands trembled slightly.

"How is this possible!

How could a place like the Sunset Forest give rise to a terrifying existence at the Hundred-Thousand-Year level?!"

Dugu Bo's heart was swept by a tempest.

He knew the Sunset Forest well. Though it was full of Spirit Beasts, even its strongest overlord had, at most, seventy or eighty thousand years of cultivation.

There was absolutely no Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast living here.

"And judging by those screams that keep coming, this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast seems to be... slaughtering the high-ranking Spirit Beasts in the Core Circle all by itself?"

Dugu Bo swallowed, his face turning pale and then green.

His rational mind told him that turning around and fleeing right now was the wisest choice.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast on a rampage—never mind that he was only a Quasi-Titled Douluo right now.

Even if he had obtained his ninth Spirit Ring, encountering one would mean certain death!

But greed for the corpses of high-ranking Spirit Beasts and the Soul Bones they might hold,

along with his curiosity to uncover the truth, kept at his heart like a cat's claws.

"Fortune favors the bold... My broken body won't last more than a few years anyway. If two super Spirit Beasts are fighting over territory, maybe I can pick up the scraps.

Even if all I find is the corpse of a serpent Spirit Beast with more than fifty thousand years of cultivation, I'll have my ninth Spirit Ring!"

Thinking of the incurable disease that made his life worse than death, Dugu Bo gritted his teeth, a desperate glint flashing in his eyes.

He immediately concealed his aura and didn't even dare to release his Martial Soul.

Using the dense poisonous miasma around him as cover, he crept toward the source of the commotion like a ghost.