Spawning a 100,000-Year Soul Beast! Effortless Instant Kill! Phoenix Nirvana and Phoenix Flame Suppressing Evil!

The Poison Flood Dragon had originally been pressed flat against the mud, not daring to even draw a full breath.

But when that Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma landed before it.

And emitted that strange fragrance capable of driving any plant-type, poison-attribute, or even dragon-blooded soul beast into a frenzy.

A surge of uncontrollable greed and longing erupted instantly within its cold, slit-like pupils!

It was an instinctual call originating from the depths of its bloodline, transcending the very limits of its life level!

Coupled with the unquestionable command from that "human god" in mid-air.

The Poison Flood Dragon hesitated no longer; it violently opened its massive, blood-stained maw and swallowed the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma, along with the surrounding mud and water, into its belly.

BOOM—!!!

The moment the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma entered its stomach, a terrifyingly potent purple-gold energy exploded within the Poison Flood Dragon's body like a volcanic eruption!

"ROAR—!!!"

The Poison Flood Dragon threw its massive head back, letting out a heaven-shaking roar that was filled with both agony and boundless ecstasy.

Its enormous body began to thrash violently in the swamp, churning up a sky full of toxic mud.

Under the scouring of this immense medicinal power, its original ink-green scales began to crack and peel away inch by inch, oozing foul-smelling black blood.

But beneath those shedding scales, a new set of dragon scales—harder and shimmering with an interweaving of dark gold and deep purple—was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Not only that, the single horn atop its head, which had previously been somewhat curved, began a violent metamorphosis, even showing faint signs of branching!

This was the sign of bloodline purification, an evolution toward becoming a true poison-attribute dragon!

"This... this aura..."

Not far away, Dugu Bo stared fixedly at the behemoth thrashing in the swamp.

Feeling that rising, increasingly terrifying pressure, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his mind going completely blank.

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast... the senior is actually actively fostering a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?!"

Dugu Bo's withered lips trembled violently, his emerald eyes filled with incredulous horror.

That was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!

It was equivalent to an incredibly formidable existence among the Title Douluo of the human world, enough to trigger a bloodbath that could sweep across the entire soul master world!

Yet, this senior before him had casually tossed out a peerless immortal herb that even he, a grandmaster of the poison arts, could not identify.

With a mere wave of his hand, he had helped this Poison Flood Dragon cross a chasm that countless soul beasts could never overcome in their entire lives!

"Could it be... that the senior intends for me to absorb a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring?!"

A thought, insane to the extreme, exploded in Dugu Bo's mind.

A red soul ring!

That was the ultimate dream of every soul master on the entire Douluo Continent!

Even the high and mighty Pope of the Martial Soul Hall might not possess such a legendary treasure!

However, with his current body—having only just touched the threshold of level ninety and with poison having seeped into his very marrow—how could he possibly withstand the terrifying soul shock and immense energy of a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul ring?

He would likely explode and die the moment the soul ring entered his body!

Just as Dugu Bo was caught between shock, joy, and paralyzing fear.

The metamorphosis in the swamp had reached its most critical moment.

HUM—!

Accompanied by a blinding blood-red pillar of light that shot into the sky, it tore through the toxic miasma that hung over the Sunset Forest all year round.

A terrifying, ferocious might, unique to a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, swept out in all directions like a tangible hurricane!

All low-level soul beasts within several kilometers were so terrified by this pressure that they lost control of their bowels and collapsed to the ground.

Even Dugu Bo was forced back several steps by the shockwave, compelled to circulate his soul power to resist with all his might.

"ROAR—!!!"

The transformed Poison Flood Dragon... no, perhaps it should now be called a "Hundred-Thousand-Year Poison Dragon"!

It suddenly stood its upper body upright, its dark-gold slit pupils flashing with tyranny and a arrogance that looked down upon the world.

Breaking through the Hundred-Thousand-Year barrier had granted it an unprecedented sense of power.

This power even gave it an illusion.

It felt that it could now ignore the oppression of that human in the sky!

It wanted to tear everything before it to shreds, to announce the birth of the new king of the Sunset Forest!

However, before its heaven-shaking dragon roar could even fully fade.

"Having just broken through, you dare to act presumptuously before This Seat?"

High in the air, Huang Yan lowered his gaze slightly, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at a slightly larger ant.

"Kneel."

The two plain words were spat out.

With a flick of Huang Yan's will, the pressure of a Divine Beast crashed down without reservation!

There were no flashy soul skills, no brilliant soul rings.

It was merely the crushing weight of pure, extreme momentum!

Bang—!!!

The Ten-Thousand-Year Poison Dragon, which had been arrogant and ready to roar at the sky a second ago, was struck as if by an invisible, colossal hand.

Before it could even let out a scream, its massive body was slammed back into the depths of the mud pit at ten times the speed it had emerged!

Mud exploded across the sky!

The indestructible dark gold dragon scales of the Ten-Thousand-Year Poison Dragon shattered inch by inch under this terrifying pressure, and blood sprayed wildly.

Its entire body was pinned firmly into the mire, making it a luxury to even twitch a single finger.

The brutality in its eyes was instantly replaced by endless fear, and it let out a shrill, pleading whimper.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Dugu Bo stared blankly at this scene, his breathing coming to a complete halt.

A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that had just broken through, its aura soaring to the heavens...

Just because of a single word and a single glance from the senior.

It had been instantly suppressed into a dead dog?!

Is this... the true strength of a Limit Douluo who is only half a step away from godhood?!

The awe Dugu Bo felt toward Huang Yan reached its peak at this moment, transforming into a fanatical faith as if he were facing a true god.

Huang Yan drifted slowly down from the air, hovering just a few meters above the mud pit.

He turned his head to look at the dumbstruck Dugu Bo and spoke in a flat tone:

"The soul shock and berserk origin of this beast have been completely shattered and sealed by This Seat."

"As it stands now, it is nothing more than an empty shell containing pure ten-thousand-year energy."

Yes, a seal!

This was one of Huang Yan's core ultimate techniques.

As the patriarch of the Bright Phoenix clan, Huang Yan had comprehended the two techniques [Phoenix Nirvana] and [Phoenix Flame Suppressing Evil] from his bloodline memories ever since he hatched from his egg.

Among them, Phoenix Nirvana was his ultimate trump card.

Even if he were to die, he could turn back into his original egg.

To start all over again.

Phoenix Flame Suppressing Evil was the method Huang Yan used to cast seals.

Huang Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his brilliant golden eyes reflecting Dugu Bo's aged face, which was twisted with extreme excitement.

"Dugu Bo, go."

"Kill it, absorb your ten-thousand-year red soul ring, and then... welcome your rebirth."

Hearing these words from Huang Yan, Dugu Bo felt a "boom" in his mind, and all his worries and fears vanished into thin air in that instant!