Azure Scale Flood Dragon, Sacred Radiance Dragon Emperor

"What? A Hundred-Thousand-Year Green Phosphorus Flood Dragon."

Qian Daoliu's burly frame shuddered; he had searched for so long without a trace, yet news arrived the moment Ye Guyue returned.

"Yes, Father. And that Green Phosphorus Flood Dragon seems willing to initiate a voluntary sacrifice."

Qian Xunji added.

Qian Daoliu could no longer hide his excitement. "Quick, quick! To think it is actually willing to initiate a voluntary sacrifice."

A Green Phosphorus Flood Dragon willing to initiate a voluntary sacrifice was a rarity in one's lifetime.

He had never seen a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast willing to sacrifice itself voluntarily.

Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong arrived one after the other.

Upon reaching the destination, they saw a serpentine body winding across the ground, showing signs of transforming into a dragon, yet it bore a severe wound—a nearly fatal injury.

"It really is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Green Phosphorus Flood Dragon."

Qian Daoliu was utterly shocked.

It truly had reached the hundred-thousand-year level.

"Father, this Soul Beast is willing to sacrifice itself; it seems that by sacrificing now, it can preserve its soul from destruction."

Qian Xunji was filled with envy. The number of Title Douluo in Martial Soul Hall who possessed a hundred-thousand-year soul ring could be counted on one hand.

They were few and far between.

"This is Dugu Bo's own stroke of fortune. Since it is willing to sacrifice, it also makes it easier for us to search for the remaining Soul Beasts."

Qian Daoliu immediately stepped aside.

"Father, good luck," Dugu Xin encouraged.

Dugu Bo gave a light cough. "Alright, watch as your father displays his great might."

Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, here I come.

"Begin the sacrifice."

Dugu Bo sat cross-legged in front of the Green Phosphorus Flood Dragon.

The Green Phosphorus Flood Dragon began the sacrificial ritual, its lifeblood beginning to burn.

It was already hanging by a thread, having been mortally wounded in a battle with another Soul Beast.

Di Tian had told it that a sacrifice might offer a chance to survive.

So, it had waited here.

The next moment, a verdant green light soared into the sky.

It immediately established a connection with Dugu Bo.

The shockwaves from the sacrificial ritual surged violently, and Bibi Dong's eyes brightened.

"Senior Sister, do you think I have a chance to obtain a hundred-thousand-year soul ring?"

As she spoke, Bibi Dong slid her fingers beneath her skirt, groping at the fine, soft skin.

"No chance."

Ye Guyue's body trembled, and she nearly stumbled.

Bibi Dong quickly withdrew her hand; she hadn't expected such a strong reaction from her Senior Sister.

It should be fine, right?

It wasn't like she meant to touch the "rod" by accident.

Fortunately, Qian Daoliu and the others were focused entirely on Dugu Bo.

They hadn't noticed anything amiss on their side.

"Senior Sister, I'm sorry. When we get back, I'll help you weld it back on," Bibi Dong said, sounding slightly apologetic.

"Get lost! Dong'er, if you do that again, I won't want you anymore," Ye Guyue scolded in anger.

"Senior Sister~" Bibi Dong immediately stood on her tiptoes and kissed her, her hands roaming restlessly.

The delicate texture, the perfect shoulders—Senior Sister's figure was truly magnificent.

After a while, Bibi Dong pulled away, satisfied, while Ye Guyue was forced to accept it; making a scene now would only cause trouble.

After a thunderous boom.

"Success."

Dugu Bo opened his eyes; having broken through to Title Douluo, he looked several years younger.

After the hundred-thousand-year soul ring merged into Dugu Bo's body, a hundred-thousand-year Green Phosphorus Flood Dragon right arm bone appeared on the spot.

"I'm dying of envy," Yue Guan said, unwilling to accept it. "Little Poisonous One actually obtained a hundred-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone."

Gui Mei wore a smile on his face: "Yue Guan, put those thoughts away; stop letting your mind wander."

"Sigh, you're right." Yue Guan said helplessly.

As Dugu Bo absorbed the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, his Soul Power Level broke through to level 93 in one fell swoop.

"This old man hasn't felt this refreshed in a long time."

Dugu Bo could not hide the excitement in his heart.

He walked up to Ye Guyue and bowed: "Thank you, Your Highness the Holy Son. This old man will keep this kindness in his heart; from now on, this life of mine belongs to the Holy Son."

Ye Guyue nodded: "Elder Dugu, just serve Martial Soul Hall well in the future."

"Certainly, certainly." Dugu Bo nodded repeatedly.

"Let's go, it's time to help Guyue find his eighth soul ring."

As Qian Xunji spoke, the group set off on their journey once more.

On the other side, at the Life Lake, Di Tian had finished reporting the information.

"Are you certain that is Ye Guyue's wife? Is she as beautiful as this King?" Gu Yuena asked.

Di Tian replied decisively: "She is not."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena nodded with satisfaction: "That is good. Just watch how I teach Guyue a lesson."

"Has that one-hundred-and-fifty-thousand-year soul beast been arranged?"

Di Tian said: "It has been arranged. I expect they are about to encounter it now."

Elsewhere, having traveled less than three miles, they immediately spotted a soul beast with golden dragon scales shimmering amidst the dense forest.

"A one-hundred-and-fifty-thousand-year Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor."

Ye Guyue was somewhat surprised; that lecherous Dragon King was certainly generous.

"Young lady, I followed your aura here. I perceive that you possess the potential to become a god. I am willing to sacrifice myself to become your eighth soul ring and assist you in attaining godhood."

The Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor's deep, resonant voice sounded exactly like that of an old senior.

These words were exactly what Di Tian had instructed him to say.

Qian Daoliu: Is this for real? Has soul beast sacrifice become this casual and easy now?

Why have I never encountered such a stroke of good fortune as a soul beast offering itself up?

"I accept. Come."

Ye Guyue wanted to correct him, but decided against it; explaining would only be a waste of breath.

With a dragon roar, the Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor began to burn everything within his body. Golden blood flowed, transforming into golden flames that consumed his very existence.

Amidst the flames, all of his power began to surge into Ye Guyue's body, and his soul entered Ye Guyue's Sea of Consciousness.

The moment he entered the Sea of Consciousness, he discovered the figures of the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King.

"Oh, a new friend has arrived."

The Ice Dragon King looked at the Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor.

The Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor felt a powerful suppression emanating from the other party; they were clearly not on the same level of existence at all.

His own one-hundred-and-fifty-thousand-year cultivation was not invincible, but he could hold his own against most; yet, these two before him were absolute suppressors—a suppression of bloodline.

"Might I ask who you two seniors are?" the Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor asked.

"Shut your mouth and fall into a slumber obediently, or would you prefer I put you to sleep myself?"

The Ice Dragon King clenched his fist, not minding if he had to cripple the newcomer to force him into a slumber.

"No need, I shall do it myself."

The Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor immediately crippled himself and fell into a deep slumber.

"You're quite direct." The Fire Dragon King laughed. "You just arrived, why not subdue him as a lackey?"

The Ice Dragon King clicked his tongue twice: "No interest. The one I want to conquer is Guyue. He is so cold and aloof day after day; I like people like that. If we were in the God Realm, I would make sure Guyue couldn't get out of bed every single day."

"Your thoughts are truly filthy." The Fire Dragon King said with disdain.

"Don't put on an act, Fire Dragon King; you're even filthier than I am." The Ice Dragon King sneered. "You have the nerve to talk to me like that."

The Fire Dragon King couldn't be bothered to respond.

At this moment, Ye Guyue successfully finished absorbing the soul ring, his Soul Power Level reaching level 85, and a one-hundred-and-fifty-thousand-year Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor left leg bone remained on the ground.

After stabilizing himself, Ye Guyue let out a long breath and prepared to unleash his soul skill.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Dragon Domain Barrier."

In an instant, a Holy Dragon barrier with a radius of fifty meters unfolded, centered on himself. It could reduce attacks within the barrier by ninety percent and also withstand mental attacks and powerful strikes below the ninth ring.

Qian Daoliu and the others felt their soul power circulating more rapidly under this golden barrier; even when unleashing a casual strike, their soul power recovered at a rapid pace.