Huang Yan: I Can Help You Hunt Souls and Grant You the Method to Detoxify, But I Have Conditions!

Under this deliberately disguised aura.

At this moment, to anyone looking at Huang Yan, he appeared to be a Super Douluo of heaven-defying strength, perhaps even reaching level 97 or higher.

He was a human powerhouse of the Peak Douluo level!

Having finished all this, Huang Yan stood with his hands behind his back, treading on the air.

Not long after.

Accompanied by a faint rustling sound, a gaunt, dark green figure finally poked its head out from the dense, poisonous jungle.

It was none other than Dugu Bo, who had endured the agony of ten thousand poisons gnawing at his heart to sneak his way here!

The moment he emerged, Dugu Bo's gaze was instantly drawn to the massive swamp ahead.

Or rather, it was locked firmly onto the enormous, hideous, single-horned serpent head in the center of the swamp!

"This... this is..."

Dugu Bo's pupils contracted sharply, and his withered lips trembled uncontrollably.

His emerald eyes erupted with unprecedented fanaticism and shock.

"A Flood Dragon!

It's actually a Poison Flood Dragon possessing the bloodline of a True Dragon!

And looking at its size and aura, it is definitely over ninety thousand years old, perhaps only a hair's breadth away from one hundred thousand years!"

Dugu Bo's heart hammered wildly.

For someone like him, a possessor of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul, this Poison Flood Dragon was the dream, a peerless ninth soul ring that exceeded all limits.

If he could absorb its soul ring, he would not only break through his current bottleneck as a Title Douluo.

He might even have the chance to evolve his Martial Soul.

Using the baptism of its immense soul power, he could completely suppress the lethal toxins within his body!

However, before the wild joy in Dugu Bo's heart could spread, he suddenly noticed something extremely bizarre.

This fierce and majestic Poison Flood Dragon, capable of reigning supreme in the Sunset Forest, was currently lying in the mud like a slaughtered loach.

It was trembling violently, not even daring to let out a single hiss of resistance!

"What is going on?

What is it afraid of?"

Dugu Bo's heart sank, and an intense sense of life-or-death crisis instantly enveloped his entire body.

Subconsciously, he followed the direction of the Flood Dragon's fear, struggling to lift his head to look up into the sky.

At that sight, Dugu Bo was struck as if by lightning; he froze in place, his breathing coming to a complete halt.

High in the firmament, a golden-haired youth dressed in luxurious golden robes, looking like a god, stood with his hands behind his back, treading on the air.

He had not released his Martial Soul, nor had he revealed any soul rings.

Merely standing there casually, the invisible, terrifying pressure he exuded caused the surrounding space to subtly distort.

Even the toxic miasma that had accumulated in this swamp for thousands of years was being completely repelled and incinerated!

"A... a human powerhouse?!"

Dugu Bo gasped, his scalp tingling and his legs turning to jelly.

To be able to pin down a ninety-nine-thousand-year-old Poison Flood Dragon with nothing but his own aura!

What level of strength must this be?

A Super Douluo?

Or one of those legendary Limit Douluos who are rarely seen in the world?!

When did such an unfathomable human peerless expert appear in the Sunset Forest?!

Just as Dugu Bo was terrified to the core, his mind racing to calculate how to escape, the golden-haired youth in the sky suddenly lowered his head slightly.

Those brilliant golden eyes seemed to pierce through the void, landing directly on him with a hint of lofty mockery.

The next second, a calm voice, yet one imbued with endless majesty, boomed in Dugu Bo's ears:

"Dugu Bo, since you have come, why hide and skulk about?"

Hearing this voice, which sounded like a divine decree, Dugu Bo's body shuddered violently.

He felt an irresistible, terrifying pressure, like ten thousand mountains, crushing down upon his shoulders.

He knew that before such a peerless expert, one who could easily suppress a near-hundred-thousand-year-old Poison Flood Dragon, the thought of running away was nothing but laughable and foolish.

Enduring the heart-gnawing agony of the virulent poison within his body and that suffocating pressure, Dugu Bo gritted his teeth and stepped out from the shadows of the toxic miasma with great difficulty.

"Junior Dugu Bo... pays respects to Senior!"

Dugu Bo bowed deeply, cupping his hands in a salute, his tone filled with awe and trepidation.

He dared not even raise his head to look directly at the figure suspended in mid-air, who shone as brilliantly as the scorching sun.

Huang Yan looked down from above at Dugu Bo, who was as gaunt as a skeleton and seemed as though he might breathe his last at any moment.

He did not beat around the bush, nor did he waste a single word of nonsense, speaking directly to the point:

"You are stuck at the level ninety bottleneck, dragging this broken body with poison seeped into your marrow, risking your life to penetrate the core area of the Sunset Forest. It is nothing more than a desperate gamble to hunt for your ninth spirit ring."

Dugu Bo felt bitter in his heart and did not deny it.

In front of such a powerful being, all his pretenses were meaningless.

He had offended Yue Guan of the Martial Soul Hall to the point of no return.

There was simply no one willing to accompany him to hunt for a spirit ring.

Otherwise, Dugu Bo would never have risked his life entering the Sunset Forest to hunt for a spirit ring.

He did it only to break through to the Title Douluo realm, suppress the toxins in his body, and extend his lifespan.

However, Huang Yan's next words were like a thunderclap from the nine heavens, exploding in Dugu Bo's mind!

"Meeting is fate. This Seat can beat the ninety-nine-thousand-year Poison Flood Dragon below into a near-death state, allowing you to absorb its spirit ring and help you break through to the Title Douluo realm in one fell swoop."

Huang Yan's voice was extremely calm.

It was as if gifting a top-tier spirit beast with nearly one hundred thousand years of cultivation was as casual as giving away a head of cabbage by the roadside.

"Not only that."

Huang Yan paused, his tone revealing an absolute confidence that he controlled everything.

"This Seat can also take action to thoroughly resolve the suffering of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent poison that has plagued you and your family for generations! I can even turn your misfortune into a blessing, allowing this virulent poison to truly come under your control and become a great asset to you!"

Boom!

These two sentences were like two heavy hammers smashing into Dugu Bo's heart, leaving him as if struck by lightning.

Breaking through to Title Douluo!

A ninety-nine-thousand-year top-tier spirit ring!

And... the complete resolution of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent poison that had plagued his family for generations, caused him agony day and night, and was even threatening the life of his own granddaughter, Dugu Yan!

Dugu Bo suddenly raised his head, and his eyes, previously filled with deathly stillness and gray decay, instantly erupted with unprecedented fanaticism and hope.

If anyone else had spoken such big words to him, he would have scoffed at them, or even used a poisonous hand to dissolve them into a pool of blood.

But the person before him was a peerless powerhouse who could suppress a nearly one-hundred-thousand-year Poison Flood Dragon with mere aura alone!

A being of this level had no reason and no need to toy with a dying man like him!

Just as Dugu Bo was so excited he almost lost his reason, Huang Yan's golden eyes lowered slightly, and he changed the subject:

"However, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Since This Seat is bestowing such a massive stroke of fortune upon you, there are naturally conditions."