Huang Yan: I Can Help You Hunt a Spirit Beast and Grant You a Cure for Your Poison, but I Have Conditions!

Beneath this deliberately disguised aura,

anyone who looked at Huang Yan now would see a peerless powerhouse whose strength reached the heavens—perhaps even a Super Douluo above Level 97.

A human powerhouse at the Peak Douluo level, or even beyond!

Having finished, Huang Yan clasped his hands behind his back and stood in midair.

Before long,

accompanied by the faintest rustle, a gaunt, dark green figure finally poked out from the dense forest of poisonous miasma.

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

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

Or rather, it was fixed on the enormous, sinister serpent head with a single horn, in the middle of the swamp!

"This... This is..."

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

His jade-green eyes blazed with unprecedented fervor and shock.

"A flood dragon!

A Poison Flood Dragon with true dragon blood!

And judging by its size and aura, it's definitely over ninety thousand years old—less than a hair's breadth away from a hundred thousand!"

Dugu Bo's heart pounded wildly.

For someone like him, the wielder of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul,

this Poison Flood Dragon was the perfect ninth Spirit Ring, a dream come true—one that surpassed even the limits of what he could hope for!

If he could absorb its Spirit Ring, he wouldn't just break through to the Titled Douluo rank in one fell swoop.

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

With the baptism of its massive Soul Power, he could completely suppress the deadly poison inside him!

But before the joy in Dugu Bo's heart could spread,

he suddenly noticed something extremely strange.

This fearsome Poison Flood Dragon, mighty enough to rule the Sunset Forest,

was now like a loach waiting to be slaughtered.

It lay pressed into the mud, trembling violently all over, not daring to make even a single defiant hiss!

"What's going on?

What is it afraid of?"

Dugu Bo's heart sank, and an overwhelming sense of mortal danger instantly enveloped him.

Following the direction of the Poison Flood Dragon's fear, he instinctively raised his head with difficulty and looked toward the sky.

At the sight, Dugu Bo was struck as if by lightning. He froze in place, even his breathing stopping.

High above, a golden-haired young man in an elegant golden robe stood in midair, hands clasped behind his back, as if he were a god.

He hadn't released his Martial Soul or displayed his Spirit Rings.

He simply stood there, yet the terrifying pressure radiating from him made the surrounding space warp faintly.

Even the poisonous miasma that had settled over this swamp for countless millennia was forced away and burned to nothing!

"A human... a human powerhouse?!"

Dugu Bo sucked in a sharp breath. His scalp prickled, and his legs nearly gave way.

To suppress a ninety-nine-thousand-year-old Poison Flood Dragon into immobility through sheer aura alone!

What level of strength did that take?

A Super Douluo?

Or one of those legendary Limit Douluos, who appeared as rarely as a dragon's head and phoenix's tail?!

Since when had such an unfathomable human powerhouse appeared in the Sunset Forest?!

Just as Dugu Bo was overcome with shock and desperately calculating how he might escape,

the golden-haired young man in the air suddenly lowered his head slightly.

Those radiant golden eyes seemed to pierce through the void. With a trace of condescending amusement, they landed directly on him.

The next moment, a calm voice, heavy with boundless authority, boomed in Dugu Bo's ears:

"Dugu Bo, since you're here, why hide?"

At the sound of that voice, like an edict from a god, Dugu Bo's body shook violently.

An irresistible, terrifying pressure bore down on his shoulders like ten thousand mountains.

He knew that trying to flee from a peerless powerhouse who could so easily subdue a nearly hundred-thousand-year-old Poison Flood Dragon was an utterly ridiculous and foolish notion.

Enduring the agony of the poison gnawing at his heart and the suffocating pressure,

Dugu Bo clenched his teeth and struggled out of the poisonous shadows, one difficult step at a time.

"This junior, Dugu Bo... pays his respects to Senior!"

Dugu Bo bowed deeply and cupped his hands, his voice full of reverence and unease.

He didn't even dare raise his head to look directly at the blazing figure in the sky.

Huang Yan looked down at Dugu Bo, who was so emaciated he seemed liable to drop dead at any moment.

He didn't beat around the bush or waste a word. He spoke bluntly:

"You're stuck at the Level 90 bottleneck, dragging along this poison-ravaged body as you risk your life venturing into the heart of the Sunset Forest.

You're here to stake everything on hunting a ninth Spirit Ring."

Dugu Bo's heart turned bitter, but he didn't deny it.

Before a powerhouse like this, all his pretenses were meaningless.

He had thoroughly angered Yue Guan of Spirit Hall.

There was no one willing to help him hunt a Spirit Ring.

Otherwise, Dugu Bo wouldn't have risked his life entering the Sunset Forest to hunt for one.

He only wanted to break through to the Titled Douluo rank, suppress the poison in his body, and prolong his life.

Yet Huang Yan's next words crashed into Dugu Bo's mind like thunder from the heavens!

"Meeting is fate.

I can beat the ninety-nine-thousand-year-old Poison Flood Dragon below to the brink of death, allowing you to absorb its Spirit Ring and break through to the Titled Douluo rank in one fell swoop."

Huang Yan's voice was utterly calm.

It was as if giving away a top-grade Spirit Beast with nearly a hundred thousand years of cultivation were as casual as handing someone a cabbage from the roadside.

"That's not all."

Huang Yan paused, his tone radiating the absolute confidence of someone in control of everything.

"I can also put an end to the torment caused by the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison that afflicts you and has been passed down through your family for generations!

I can even turn this misfortune into a blessing, making the poison truly obey your command and become one of your greatest assets!"

Boom!

Those two statements struck Dugu Bo's heart like a pair of sledgehammers, leaving him as stunned as if he'd been struck by lightning.

Breaking through to the Titled Douluo rank!

A top-grade Spirit Ring from a ninety-nine-thousand-year-old Spirit Beast!

And... a complete cure for the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison that had plagued his family for generations, tormented him day and night,

and was about to threaten the life of his own granddaughter, Dugu Yan!

Dugu Bo jerked his head up. His eyes, once clouded with death and despair, blazed with unprecedented fervor and hope.

If anyone else had made such an outrageous claim, he would have scoffed and turned them into a puddle of blood with a single poisoned strike.

But the man before him was a peerless powerhouse who had subdued a nearly hundred-thousand-year-old Poison Flood Dragon through sheer aura alone!

Someone of his stature had no reason, and no need, to toy with a dying man.

Just as Dugu Bo was so excited he could scarcely think straight, Huang Yan lowered his golden eyes slightly and changed the subject:

"Still, there's no such thing as a free lunch.

Of course, I have conditions for granting you such a tremendous opportunity."