Poison Dragon Domain? Dugu Bo: You're that Poison Dragon, still not dead?!

"What?!

A domain?!"

Dugu Bo exclaimed, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

Domain-type skills were an incredibly rare existence!

Usually, only those who reached the Title Douluo rank or peerless geniuses born with innate domains could possess one.

Yan Yan was only at her fourth ring, yet she actually possessed a domain?!

"Second part of my fourth soul skill!"

Dugu Yan spread her arms, and that scarlet fourth soul ring shone brilliantly once more, even more dazzlingly than before!

"Poison Dragon Domain!"

Hum—!

Centered on Dugu Yan's body, a layer of pale purple-gold light expanded outward, covering a radius of a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

Within this domain, the air seemed to turn viscous, permeated by a faint purple-gold mist.

Caught within the domain, Dugu Bo's expression changed instantly.

He discovered with horror that the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison within his own body was being heavily suppressed!

His soul power, which usually flowed freely, had become sluggish and stagnant, as if he were trapped in a quagmire.

His overall strength had been forcibly weakened by thirty percent!

"This... is this attribute suppression?!"

Dugu Bo was struck with terror.

One had to realize, he was a level 91 Title Douluo!

Yet Yan Yan was only a level 49 Soul Ancestor!

A domain released by a Soul Ancestor could actually weaken a Title Douluo by thirty percent?

If this were a battle between peers, wouldn't the opponent simply become a lamb waiting for the slaughter?

"Grandpa, within this domain, all my attributes are increased by fifty percent."

"Furthermore, all enemy units within the domain are subjected to 'Poison Dragon Deterrence'; all poison-attribute abilities are nullified, and they will continuously suffer from the erosion of Ultimate Poison."

Dugu Yan felt the powerful amplification brought by the domain, her eyes filled with pleasant surprise.

"Good!

Too good!"

Dugu Bo was so moved that old tears streamed down his face, and he laughed toward the sky:

"Hahahaha!

Heaven bless my Dugu family!"

"The offensive power of Ultimate Poison, combined with this peerlessly tyrannical Poison Dragon Domain!"

"Yan Yan, relying on this fourth soul ring, you even have the strength to fight against a Soul King, or perhaps even a low-level Soul Emperor!"

"This Poison Dragon has truly gifted us a heaven-defying treasure!"

Just as Dugu Bo was immersed in the ecstasy of having stumbled upon such a massive windfall, his laughter still echoing around the desolate crater, an abrupt, lazy, and mocking voice suddenly shattered the harmony.

"I say, Old Poison Freak, have you laughed enough?"

"Who?!"

The smile that had stretched to Dugu Bo's ears froze instantly, and the hair on his body stood on end.

His instincts as a Title Douluo triggered an immediate reaction; he pulled Dugu Yan behind him, his emerald snake-like pupils scanning the surroundings vigilantly, his spiritual power spreading out without reservation.

"Who is playing god! Get out here!"

To be able to approach silently without his detection meant the opponent's strength was definitely not to be underestimated!

However, there was no one there, save for the whistling wind and the lingering scent of sulfur.

"Stop looking around, where are you looking?"

The voice sounded again, but this time, Dugu Bo heard it clearly.

This voice... it was coming from right behind him!

Dugu Bo whipped his head around, his pupils contracting sharply.

He saw that Dugu Yan, who had been standing obediently behind him, had undergone a earth-shattering change in temperament.

Her once lively eyes had completely transformed into purple-gold vertical slits, exuding a sense of ancient vicissitudes and arrogance.

Dugu Yan's lips curled slightly, forming an arc of wicked charm that Dugu Bo had never seen before.

At this moment, "Dugu Yan" stood with her arms crossed, head tilted, looking at him with a mocking smile:

"What's the matter? You just took my Soul Ring and Soul Bone, and now you're going to pretend you don't know me?"

"You... you are that Poison Dragon?!"

Dugu Bo felt a chill shoot from the soles of his feet straight to his crown, his voice turning shrill:

"You didn't die?!

How is this possible!

After a sacrifice, the soul should have dissipated!"

Dugu Bo instinctively tried to mobilize his soul power.

But he was held back by fear, terrified of harming Dugu Yan's body.

For a moment, his hands froze in mid-air, his expression turning ugly to the extreme.

"Yanyan!

What have you done to Yanyan?!"

"Old man, don't be so nervous."

"Dugu Yan," or rather, Yu Nan who had taken control of the body, waved a hand dismissively.

He even stretched his neck, causing it to crackle.

"If I wanted to harm her, wouldn't I have just possessed her during the sacrifice?

Why go through the trouble of reshaping her meridians and gifting her a Soul Bone?"

"This is what I call a 'Wisdom Soul Ring,' understand?"

Using Dugu Yan's mouth, Yu Nan spouted nonsense about a concept that had yet to appear on the Douluo Continent:

"Although my physical body is gone, my soul was preserved within the Soul Ring."

"Simply put, I am now your granddaughter's cheat code, her portable old grandfather...

Oh, wait, her portable Brother Dragon."

Hearing this, Dugu Bo's taut nerves relaxed slightly, but the vigilance in his eyes remained undiminished:

"Wisdom Soul Ring?

Never heard of it!

Then what do you want by controlling Yanyan's body?"

"Naturally, to have a talk with you."

Yu Nan wiped the playfulness from his face, a sharp glint flashing in his purple-gold vertical pupils as his tone turned serious and seductive:

"Dugu Bo, while your poison arts are overbearing, every time it is overcast or rainy, you feel a numbing itch in your ribs that gradually intensifies.

It flares up at noon and midnight; with your current cultivation, you can suppress it, but the sensation must be unbearable, right?"

Dugu Bo's expression changed drastically; this was his greatest secret, known to no one but himself!

"How do you know that?!"

Yu Nan ignored his shock—he couldn't exactly say he had read the original work, could he?

Besides, before he survived the 200,000-year Heavenly Tribulation and evolved into a Poison Dragon, he was a Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor himself.

He knew the symptoms of Dugu Bo's condition like the back of his hand.

Yu Nan paused, then continued to drop bombshells:

"Not only that, but every night in the dead of night, you feel needle-like stabs in the top of your head and the soles of your feet.

Your whole body spasms for at least an hour, and the pain is agonizing."

"And most importantly..."

Yu Nan controlled Dugu Yan's finger to tap lightly on the chest of the body, his voice low:

"You should know better than anyone how your son died."

"You wouldn't want your only granddaughter to follow in your son's footsteps at such a young age, eventually dying from the backlash of this Jade Phosphorous Serpent poison, would you?"

These words were like a sharp blade, stabbing fiercely into the softest, most painful part of Dugu Bo's heart.

Dugu Bo's originally sharp aura collapsed instantly, and he seemed to age ten years in an instant.

Dugu Bo looked at his "possessed" granddaughter, his eyes filled with extreme complexity, and he trembled:

"Do... do you have a way?"

"Nonsense, why else would I sacrifice myself to her? Because she's pretty?"

Yu Nan rolled his eyes.

Though using Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes to perform the gesture made it look rather charming.

"Since I am the Ancestor of All Poisons, this little bit of toxin is nothing more than a seasoning in my eyes."