When Did Gods Become So Cheap?

Sunset Forest, at the entrance to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

"Little sister! We've arrived!"

Looking at the poison barrier that blanketed the entire mountain range, Qian Wuyou couldn't help but nod, lost in thought.

It had to be said—the administrative privileges granted by the Plane Lord of Douluo Planet were truly useful.

Even without knowing the exact direction, he could still pinpoint the location of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well with precision.

There was no helping it; one couldn't blame Qian Wuyou for being so certain, as this was indeed the entrance to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

In truth, this Jade Phosphor Poison Barrier covering the mountains and plains was practically laying the answer out in plain sight.

Anyone with a shred of intelligence could look through these jade-colored poisonous mists and immediately associate them with that old poison-master, Dugu Bo.

"Oh!"

"Big brother, is this the entrance to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well?"

Qian Wulu stood to the side, watching the poison barrier that stretched across the landscape. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her gaze grew a few shades more solemn.

She could sense that these poisonous vapors were incredibly overbearing.

Given her current strength, if she were to rashly barge in, she feared she would be poisoned to death in an instant, without even a chance to resist.

"Hmph!"

Just then, a cold snort rang out.

"What kind of petty thieves dare to trespass on this old man's territory!"

As the words fell, a dark green figure emerged from the poison barrier without the slightest warning.

The newcomer was none other than Dugu Bo himself, clad in green armor, his green hair draped over his back, and his eyes glowing with a fierce, verdant light.

"Petty thieves???"

"Trespassing on your territory???"

Seeing the entirely green-clad Dugu Bo, Qian Wuyou laughed.

"Heh!"

"This is interesting!"

A mere level 91 Titled Douluo, yet he dared to be so arrogant.

Someone who didn't know better might actually think you, Dugu Bo, were a level 99 Peerless Douluo...

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Big brother, this old poison-master is so arrogant..."

Qian Wulu also curled her lips to the side.

"Big brother, I'll leave the rest of this to you!"

A mere Dugu Bo, daring to be arrogant in front of her.

Truly—he was asking for a beating.

"Mm! No problem!"

"Leave the coming battle to me!"

Qian Wuyou chuckled softly.

He stepped forward, his aura restrained within his body, yet he possessed an air of indifference that stood above all living things, not placing Dugu Bo, this Titled Douluo, in his eyes at all.

"Hmph!"

"Two brats, you don't know the height of the sky or the depth of the earth!"

Being looked down upon by two juniors, Dugu Bo was so angry his lungs felt like they were about to explode.

He was a Titled Douluo who had been famous for many years; even if his combat power was unremarkable, his potent toxins were enough to make the vast majority of factions wary. When had he ever suffered such contempt?

Without another word, Dugu Bo directly unleashed his Martial Soul and Spirit Rings.

-Hum-hum-hum-

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple.

Black, black, black, black, black.

Nine spirit rings suddenly lit up on Dugu Bo's body. As they circulated, they carried a heart-stopping pressure, especially the black ten-thousand-year spirit rings at the end, which stirred up waves of air that caused the surrounding Jade Phosphor Poison mist to churn violently.

Behind him, a massive Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor manifested.

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor's body coiled for dozens of meters, its entire form covered in dark green scales that shimmered with a sinister, toxic luster. Its triangular serpent head was hideous and terrifying, and its pair of vertical pupils radiated cold killing intent.

As its forked tongue flickered, it spat out wisps of pale green poisonous gas. Wherever the gas passed, the flowers and grass on the ground instantly withered and turned black, and even the rocks hissed as they were corroded.

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor was a top-tier poison-type beast Martial Soul; in terms of toxicity, it ranked among the very best in the entire Douluo Continent.

"The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Martial Soul—a decent Martial Soul indeed!"

"But it is a pity that it backlashes against the owner of the martial soul, ultimately harming both others and oneself."

"Furthermore, your level 91 strength is actually nothing special!"

Qian Wuyou glanced at the massive Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor, his tone remarkably indifferent.

It was as if he were stating the most mundane of facts, showing not the slightest regard for Dugu Bo, a level 91 Titled Douluo.

"You brat, you're courting death!"

Seeing the secret of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor exposed in public, Dugu Bo felt a surge of fury rush straight to his head.

The pain of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor's backlash was the most indelible scar of his life, and the reverse scale hidden deep within his heart.

Now—to have it casually pointed out by a wet-behind-the-ears brat was no different than being slapped hard across the face.

"You little bastard, no matter who you are or which family faction you belong to, you must die here today..."

Dugu Bo's killing intent soared, his eyes filled with viciousness.

The backlash of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor was the greatest secret of his life; now that it had been exposed, he could not leave these two brats alive.

Anyone who knew the secret of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor had to die.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Jade Phosphor Divine Light!"

The ink-green soul power on Dugu Bo's body surged like boiling toxic sludge.

His ninth soul ring suddenly lit up, drawing the surrounding Jade Phosphorous poison mist to condense frantically, forming an ink-green beam of light before him that shot directly toward Qian Wuyou and Qian Wulu.

Sizzle—sizzle—sizzle—

Wherever the ink-green beam passed, the air twisted and hissed, the ground was corroded into deep brown gullies, and even the vegetation of the Sunset Forest withered rapidly under this toxin, dissolving into pools of ink-green pus.

This was Dugu Bo's strongest single-target soul skill and his trump card; even ordinary Titled Douluos would have to dodge with all their might, never daring to take it head-on.

Dugu Bo stared at Qian Wuyou with sinister eyes, though he pondered inwardly.

To remain so composed in the face of my ninth soul skill, this brat must have a powerful soul master protecting him from the shadows.

I would like to see how the person hiding behind these two brats intends to block my fatal blow while simultaneously protecting them.

Say what you will, but he really did think that.

Judging by their appearance, Qian Wuyou and Qian Wulu were only about twenty years old.

Even if both possessed Innate Full Soul Power and were exceptionally gifted, at most they would be between level 50 Soul Kings and level 60 Soul Emperors.

Even with the enhancement of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, they would be level 70 Soul Saints at best, and it was absolutely impossible for them to have easily broken through the shackles of a Titled Douluo.

From beginning to end, Dugu Bo simply did not believe that either of the siblings, Qian Wuyou or Qian Wulu, could be a Titled Douluo.

For them to dare provoke a level 91 Titled Douluo like him, standing so brazenly at the entrance of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, they were either protected by a powerhouse in the dark or were two fools who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

"This old poison-monger is truly too arrogant!"

"Big brother, give him a good thrashing for me!"

Seeing Qian Wuyou as steady as a rock, Qian Wulu spoke up to complain.

What kind of nonsense was this Jade Phosphor Divine Light?

A mere black ten-thousand-year soul ring, not even a red hundred-thousand-year one, and it dares to call itself "Divine"?

Since when did "divine" become so cheap?