99,000-Year-Old Poison Flood Dragon? Huang Yan: Why Not Grant Dugu Bo a Favor and Make Him My Dao Protector After I Possess His Body

Huang Yan continued his slaughter in the core area of the Sunset Forest.

Wherever he passed, it was as if a gale were sweeping away fallen leaves.

Before he knew it, Huang Yan arrived above a massive swamp, shrouded year-round in thick, toxic miasma.

Just as Huang Yan prepared to release his spiritual power to continue searching for prey.

The pitch-black mud of the swamp below suddenly exploded, and a gargantuan, hideous snake head with a single horn thrust outward.

Accompanying it was an incredibly foul and terrifying stench of poison.

"Hmm?"

Feeling the formidable aura radiating from the soul beast below, a flicker of surprise flashed in Huang Yan's eyes.

"A ninety-nine-thousand-year Poison Flood Dragon?"

Huang Yan was indeed somewhat startled.

In a place like the Sunset Forest, such a high-level old monster was actually hidden away.

If it were allowed to continue lurking in the swamp and cultivating for a few more centuries, it might truly cross that natural chasm and transform into a hundred-thousand-year-level overlord!

"Pity, you ran into me."

Huang Yan sneered, a glint of greed flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Ninety-nine thousand years of cultivation—it was only a single step away from the hundred-thousand-year mark.

A soul beast of this caliber had an extremely high probability of dropping a soul bone!

Moreover, with such a high age, it was absolutely the cream of the crop.

Huang Yan didn't waste any breath; he flapped his wings violently, showing no mercy.

The brilliant Holy Sacred Flame condensed frantically in his palm, transforming into a massive Golden Flame Spear, ready to kill it in a single strike.

However, just a moment before Huang Yan was about to act.

His vast, ocean-like hundred-thousand-year spiritual power suddenly and keenly captured a trace of unusual fluctuation.

"Interesting..."

Huang Yan raised an eyebrow, pausing his offensive.

Within the range of his spiritual detection, the aura of a human soul master had suddenly intruded.

Furthermore, this aura was quite strong, with soul power fluctuations that were extremely restrained and solid.

"Level ninety?

A quasi-Title Douluo who has just touched the threshold of the Title Douluo realm?"

A spark of curiosity arose in Huang Yan's heart.

Although human soul masters did appear in the Sunset Forest, it was rare to see one daring to venture alone into the core area, especially one at the quasi-Title Douluo level.

He wanted to see who this death-defying person was, daring to come and join the fun at such a time.

Huang Yan temporarily ignored the Poison Flood Dragon below, which was trembling in fear and dared not move under the pressure of his divine beast aura.

His massive spiritual power, like invisible tentacles, instantly spanned dozens of miles, locking onto the stealthy figure.

When he saw the appearance of the newcomer clearly.

A look of undisguised astonishment suddenly surfaced in Huang Yan's brilliant golden eyes.

"Green hair, green eyes, gaunt as a skeleton, dark-complexioned, and his entire body wreathed in the deathly aura of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent poison..."

"Dugu Bo?!"

Huang Yan was truly shocked.

He was even a hundred times more shocked than when he had seen that ninety-nine-thousand-year Poison Flood Dragon just moments ago!

One had to know that he had occupied the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well a thousand years ago.

In this Sunset Forest, there was no Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well for Dugu Bo to use as a sanctuary!

Logically speaking, without the two springs of extreme cold and extreme heat to suppress the virulent poison within his body.

Given the peerlessly tyrannical backlash characteristics of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison.

Dugu Bo should have long since been poisoned to the point of his intestines rotting and his body disintegrating, leaving not even a scrap behind!

He was actually still alive?

Not only was he alive, but he had also forcibly endured the agony of ten thousand poisons gnawing at his heart, cultivating all the way to the level of a ninety-level quasi-Title Douluo?!

"This old poison-master's life is actually this tough?"

Huang Yan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

After the surprise, a sharp glint suddenly flashed in the depths of Huang Yan's eyes, and a brilliant idea rapidly took shape in his mind.

Regardless of what unimaginable perseverance or extreme methods this old poison-master had relied upon.

He had managed to survive until now without the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to suppress the virulent poison within his body.

Yet, dragging his dying, poison-ravaged body, he ventured deep into the core of the Sunset Forest.

The objective was self-evident.

He was absolutely intent on hunting a ninth soul ring to break through to the Title Douluo realm!

As someone intimately familiar with the original plot, Huang Yan knew Dugu Bo's personality like the back of his hand.

Though this Old Poisonous Thing appeared to act in ways neither strictly righteous nor evil, possessing a reclusive and eccentric temperament that led him to kill without hesitation, he was, at his core, a man who valued loyalty and righteousness above all else, with a clear sense of gratitude and grudges.

As long as someone treated him with sincerity and granted him sufficient favor, he would undoubtedly repay a drop of kindness with a gushing spring, even risking his own life to protect them.

If I, This Seat, personally step in to help him at this most desperate, life-or-death juncture where he needs aid the most...

Huang Yan glanced down at the 99,000-year Poison Flood Dragon pinned below, unable to move, a playful arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

I could even gift him this 99,000-year Poison Flood Dragon, which is perfectly compatible with his Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor martial soul, as his ninth soul ring...

For Dugu Bo in his current state, this would be a kindness as great as a rebirth!

In this way, by leveraging this debt of salvation and the grace of achieving his Dao, subduing Dugu Bo and making him willingly swear allegiance would be as natural as water flowing into a channel.

One must realize that Huang Yan was about to possess Ma Hongjun.

Once the possession succeeded and he was reborn as a human, his terrifying cultivation as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast would vanish in an instant, reducing him to a fragile human soul master.

During the long, arduous years before he could grow strong again, what would he lack the most?

Absolute security!

Compared to living in constant fear while developing in the shadows alone, having a bona fide Title Douluo follow him with unwavering loyalty as his personal "protector of the path" would undoubtedly make his future journey of recultivation infinitely smoother.

"Brilliant."

The Golden Flame Spear he had intended to use to blast the Poison Flood Dragon dissipated quietly in Huang Yan's palm.

"A 99,000-year soul beast is precious, but compared to a loyal Title Douluo-level enforcer, the latter is far more valuable."

"Besides, I only need the soul bone. It doesn't matter if the soul ring is absorbed by Dugu Bo."

Having made up his mind, Huang Yan retracted some of his pressure, no longer in a rush to deal a lethal blow to the Poison Flood Dragon.

Instead, he hovered silently in mid-air.

His spiritual power remained locked tightly onto Dugu Bo, who was struggling to navigate through the poisonous miasma.

Since I intend to subdue him, appearing in the form of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast won't do.

Huang Yan's thoughts shifted.

Humans and soul beasts were natural enemies. If Dugu Bo discovered he was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the old man's first reaction would be to guard himself or even flee for his life. That would completely defeat the purpose of bestowing favor to win his loyalty.

To make Dugu Bo lower his guard and willingly offer his gratitude, the best approach was to descend as a "peerless human powerhouse" with unfathomable strength!

With this thought, the brilliant golden sacred flames on Huang Yan's body suddenly contracted, transforming into a human shape.

Not only that, but Huang Yan also perfectly masked his original aura as a soul beast, replacing it with a terrifying fluctuation of soul power as deep as an abyss and as vast as the sea!