The Day of Parting Arrives

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is free, unable to be bound.

Liu Feng watched it leave, opening his mouth, wanting to ask Di Tian and the other Great Beasts not to harm it.

But he swallowed the words back down, leaving them unsaid.

Even if it were the ultimate evil, it could not change the fact that the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger devoured soul beasts.

If the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had devoured the kin of other Great Beasts, could he really ask them to let go of their hatred?

Evil soul beasts were destined to be an alien species that could never integrate into the Douluo Continent.

"Do you have a way to force the Great Beasts into a deep slumber?"

Di Tian asked.

Struggling to stand, the Underworld Thunder Douluo walked over and exchanged a glance with the Nightmare Douluo.

After exchanging opinions, he said:

"We do... but it requires Lord Di Tian to suppress her; otherwise, with our methods, we would never be able to control Lady Zi Ji, and she would break free before the effects could take hold."

Di Tian nodded, "Very well, then prepare yourselves."

Liu Feng clenched his fists, unable to wait for Zi Ji to taste the flavor of "betrayal"!

Ye Jiaolong and her daughter stood to the side, doing their utmost to restrain their presence.

They were in turmoil now; what exactly was Liu Feng's identity?

To think that even Title Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters had to fawn over him and cooperate?

However, they could not stay any longer...

"Liu Feng, since your family has found you, we shall take our leave."

"This is our meditation technique. I saw that you seemed to need it, so I am gifting it to you. Do not refuse; you have done far more for us."

Ye Jiaolong handed a book to Liu Feng.

A look of reluctance appeared on Ye Guyi's face as she muttered, "Brother Liu Feng, I will remember you forever!"

Liu Feng took it and hugged Ye Jiaolong and her daughter.

He could smell that the Underworld Thunder Douluo and his companion had not yet discovered the aura of the Holy Angel.

Because of this, he could not threaten the two of them to ensure they would not harm Ye Jiaolong and her daughter.

"I have relatives who can heal Aunt Ye!"

Liu Feng still wanted to keep them for a while longer.

Ye Jiaolong shook her head slightly, "We are not far from Suotuo City; we can find a physician once we arrive there."

Liu Feng felt helpless and could only wave goodbye.

"Farewell..."

Ye Jiaolong and her daughter gradually moved into the distance, with Ye Guyi looking back from time to time.

After this parting, they did not know when they would meet again.

At the foot of a low mountain.

The Underworld Thunder Douluo and the Nightmare Douluo had finished setting up the Soul Tools underground.

Liu Feng took a light breath, pressing his hand against his chest, the chill of the Protective Reverse Scale touching his palm.

He no longer used the Breath of Nature to restrain himself and released his aura.

A dragon has a reverse scale, and to touch it is to invite rage, for behind the reverse scale lies the heart!

Therefore, the dragon race's perception of the reverse scale is also the most intense.

If Liu Feng had not used the Breath of Nature to conceal it, Zi Ji would likely have found him already.

Di Tian remained hidden in the shadows, not revealing himself.

A moment later, a black shadow streaked rapidly from the horizon.

Hell Demon Dragon! Zi Ji!

Her speed was immense, creating sonic booms as she tore through the air.

Even from a distance, one could feel the intense sense of impact.

"Little Liu Feng...!"

Zi Ji's urgent voice arrived.

She dove from the sky, approaching at high speed.

Liu Feng was slightly startled, then gritted his teeth.

This wicked woman had sold him out!

What was the point of acting anxious now?

As they drew within a hundred meters.

Suddenly, a rift tore open in the air above the magic dragon.

Immediately following, a blade of light seven or eight zhang long manifested out of thin air, slashing viciously into the back of Zi Ji.

"Augh...!!!"

Zi Ji let out a miserable shriek.

Purple dragon scales fluttered through the air, shimmering with luster as if propelled by a fountain of blood!

The gushing dragon blood turned into a torrential downpour, scattering from the sky.

Having taken such a brutal blow, Zi Ji instantly lost her balance and plummeted at high speed.

"Boom...!!!"

Her magic dragon form slammed into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust several meters high.

The ground shook several times in its wake.

Liu Feng stared blankly at the scene, the massive spray of blood drenching him before he could even react, leaving half his body coated in gore.

The pungent smell of blood surged straight into his senses.

He stood there, completely stunned.

Zi Ji thrashed on the ground a few times, her eyes turning scarlet as she scanned her surroundings in a rage.

"Who?! Get out here, you bastard!!!"

The next second, gray fog suddenly erupted from the ground, with various colored lights flickering within it.

These were Soul Tools set up in advance, all of them at least level seven!

Under normal circumstances, Zi Ji could have easily shattered them.

But...

Di Tian had unleashed his power to suppress Zi Ji.

This prevented Zi Ji from flapping her wings to escape the encirclement, forcing her to passively endure the assault of the gray fog and the Soul Tools.

"Augh...!!!"

Zi Ji roared in fury, though her eyes remained fixed on the direction of Liu Feng.

Yet, Di Tian's suppression was too overwhelming; combined with the high-level Soul Tools and the entanglement of the gray fog, she could not break free!

Liu Feng opened his mouth, the scene before him far exceeding his expectations.

He never imagined that, as a fellow companion, Di Tian would deal such a ruthless hand to Zi Ji.

Watching Zi Ji struggle on the ground, his heart was filled with complex emotions.

Suddenly, Zi Ji erupted with a massive burst of purple light, her soul power igniting like gunpowder—damaging both enemy and herself—but it allowed her to briefly break free from the spatial suppression.

She transformed into her human form and, like an arrow released from a bow, charged straight toward Liu Feng.

The Soul Tools were all buried underground; if she had flown upward, she might have had a chance to escape.

But she chose to head straight for Liu Feng instead.

This allowed the Soul Tools and the gray fog to continue their sustained effect!

Zi Ji reached Liu Feng, pulled him into her arms, and attempted to continue her escape upward.

"Sorry... sorry..."

Having risen only three or five meters, her eyes closed, and she fell from mid-air with Liu Feng.

Liu Feng instinctively held her, but his hand brushed against a deep wound on her back.

His body instantly went rigid.

"It's a success..."

Underworld Thunder Douluo and Nightmare Douluo appeared together, yet they stood at a distance, not daring to approach.

Even these two Evil Soul Masters were shocked by Di Tian's ruthlessness.

Di Tian appeared beside Liu Feng, grabbed Zi Ji by the arm, and hoisted her up like a dead pig, saying indifferently:

"Where are we selling her?"

Liu Feng snapped back to reality, wiped the blood from his face, and said excitedly:

"Di Tian! You... you were too ruthless with your attack, weren't you?!"

Di Tian frowned slightly, looked deeply at Liu Feng, and said in a low voice:

"She needed to learn a lesson. With that temperament, she shouldn't be acting this way; otherwise, she will lose her life in the future."

Di Tian was not just venting for Liu Feng, but also training the younger generation of the clan.

Liu Feng gasped for air in agitation, looking at Di Tian, unable to speak for a moment.

Di Tian continued: "The dragon race has a sturdy physique; her life is not in danger."

"Since you cannot think of a solution, have them disguise themselves as buyers for Zi Ji. Once Zi Ji awakens and breaks free, she can return on her own."

Di Tian made his decision and summoned the Underworld Thunder Douluo and his companion.

Both men were now so terrified that they were perfectly docile, nodding repeatedly.

No matter what Di Tian ordered, they would carry it out.

Naturally, they dared not do anything to the injured Zi Ji...

Liu Feng felt his mind in a state of utter chaos.