The man who had caught Mu En's hand was none other than Du Busi, the sect master of the Body Sect. Currently in the form of a child, he stopped Mu En from attacking Lin Nuo while picking his ear with his other hand, regarding him lazily.
"Say, Mu En, you really are going backward the longer you live. You're over two hundred and fifty years old, yet you're still picking on children?"
"Children?"
Mu En did not wrench his hand free of Du Busi's grip. His gaze settled on Lin Nuo behind him. "If he really is a child, then ghosts must be walking the earth."
Du Busi raised an eyebrow, instantly growing wary. Could this old fellow know something? On the surface, however, he remained as nonchalant as ever.
"I don't quite understand what you mean. So let me ask you: are you planning to bully the young with your age and strength?"
Boom!
Powerful rank ninety-nine Soul Power surged outward like collapsing mountains and roaring tidal waves. The room shook, the paintings on the walls and objects on the tables swayed and toppled, and countless cracks appeared in the walls.
That was the Soul Power of a Limit Douluo. Even the slightest release sent the surrounding space trembling and shaking uncontrollably.
Feeling that Limit Douluo aura, immense as a Ferocious Beast and even stronger than his own, Mu En's heart sank. Du Busi's breakthrough to the limit wasn't merely a breakthrough.
If he had to describe it, this old immortal had undergone a complete transformation. He felt that his own breakthrough to Limit Douluo had been somewhat different from Du Busi's.
He could not help voicing his puzzlement. "There's something different about your breakthrough to the limit."
"Of course there is. I'm not half-dead like you."
Through