You've got to be kidding.
The one it was protecting was that lord's daughter!
If Xiao Wu so much as lost a single hair, then what would have been the point of flying all this way through the spatial turbulence?
How could it explain itself to that lord? How could it explain itself to the others rushing here with everything they had?
"Caw—!"
Golden Light Eagle looked toward the spatial rift and let out another piercing cry.
Lord Eagle can't hold out much longer! Hurry up, will you!
Xiao Wu stared blankly at the Golden Light Eagle, drenched in blood yet refusing to retreat even half a step. She was completely stunned.
She didn't understand. She truly didn't understand.
Golden Light Eagle had clearly come to save her, so why had Tang San attacked it?
Why did Tang San keep insisting it had come to kill her, when it was using its own body to withstand the attacks of four Titled Douluo?
Hadn't he said he didn't care that she was a Soul Beast?
Hadn't he said he would treat her the same whether she was human or a Soul Beast?
Then why had he attacked a Soul Beast that was risking its life to protect her without even asking a single question?
Countless questions exploded in Xiao Wu's mind, but she had no time to think them through.
Grinding her teeth, she rushed forward, wanting to help Golden Light Eagle fend them off, even though she was no match for those four Titled Douluo.
But Golden Light Eagle reacted faster than she did.
It swept Xiao Wu back with one flap of its wing, choosing to face them alone once more!
The four Titled Douluo had already gathered their next attack.
Four even more terrifying pillars of Soul Power descended from the sky, intent on blasting this reckless ten-thousand-year Golden Light Eagle—and the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast it was protecting—to smithereens.
Golden Light Eagle was drenched in blood. More than half its dark-golden feathers had fallen away, exposing the mangled flesh beneath.
Its Absolute Defense barrier had shattered until only a final thin membrane remained, trembling under the pressure of the four Titled Douluo.
Yet it still held its head high.
Facing the spatial rift, it let out a long, mournful cry.
What did it have to fear?
Did they really think it was the only Soul Beast coming?
Besides Lord Er Ming, there were plenty of others who felt the same way it did.
The only reason Golden Light Eagle had arrived first was that it could fly fast.
The four Titled Douluo's attacks came crashing down.
Then—
For a fleeting moment, the world fell silent.
A great horde of Soul Beasts poured out of the spatial rift.
One.
Ten.
A hundred.
A thousand.
Tens of thousands!
The spatial rift was like a rent in the canopy of the heavens, and countless Soul Beasts poured through it.
The weakest had only a hundred years of cultivation, while the strongest had tens of thousands.
Flying Soul Beasts folded their wings and swooped down. Those that couldn't fly simply leaped from the edge of the rift, their densely packed silhouettes blotting out the entire sky.
Iron-Armored Magic Rhinos, Crimson Flame Mad Lions, Shadow Mantises, Purple Lightning Falcons, Frost Giant Pythons...
One Soul Beast after another, some with names and some without, surged through the rift like a flood bursting through a dam.
Flying Soul Beasts spread their wings in the sky, blotting out the sun. Within a few breaths, the sky above Spirit Hall's great hall was completely covered by feathers and scales.
Some of the Soul Beast overlords hadn't come alone—they'd brought their clans and underlings with them!
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, as if the heavens themselves were falling.
The Hall Guard Knights of Spirit Hall stared up at the sky, their swords trembling in their hands.
The Soul Masters in the viewing stands gaped in shock. Some slid right off their chairs onto the ground, their lips quivering too much to utter a word.
For the first time, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's usually languid, feminine face stiffened.
The four Titled Douluo's attacks actually faltered before that overwhelming flood of Soul Beasts.
And at the very front of the Ten Thousand Beast Torrent, the blood-soaked Golden Light Eagle slowly spread its battered wings and let out a long, proud cry to the heavens.
Come on, keep hitting me!
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan looked up. Not a trace of his usual frivolity remained on his face.
His lips moved a few times before a hoarse, dry voice came from his throat. "What the hell is this Golden Light Eagle's background?"
No one answered him.
Every person present was asking themselves the same question.
How could a ten-thousand-year Golden Light Eagle organize a beast tide?
The Soul Beasts that had appeared were arranged in formations, each moving with discipline.
Without enough influence and standing, there was no way so many unruly Soul Beasts would obey at once.
The blood-soaked Golden Light Eagle stood at the front of the Ten Thousand Beast Torrent, slowly spreading its battered wings in a haughty display.
An ominous thought flashed through Chrysanthemum Douluo's mind.
Could those two be behind them as well...?
The emperors of Star Dou Forest, the Sky Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape.
If those two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast overlords had come too, whether Spirit City could hold out today was anyone's guess.
Two overlords on their own were one thing. A beast tide led by overlords was an entirely different scale!
Spirit City had already fallen into utter chaos.
When the townspeople looked up and saw the sky packed with Soul Beasts, they were scared out of their wits and fled in every direction.
Vendors overturned their stalls. Carriages collided and overturned in the streets. Cries, shouts, and screams rose one after another.
The city guards' hands shook as they gripped their spears. They were facing a beast tide that even Titled Douluo might not be able to stop. How were they supposed to defend the city?
Something else terrified them even more.
Somehow, these Soul Beasts had opened the entrance to the beast tide directly above Spirit City!
Spirit City was reputed to be one of the most heavily defended cities on the continent.
Pope Bibi Dong was here in person. No fewer than six Titled Douluo were stationed here permanently, and its Hall Guard Knights were the most elite on the continent.
A place like this should have been impregnable, a forbidden ground that no Soul Beast could ever set foot in.
Yet today, the Soul Beasts had torn open space itself and opened their entrance directly above Spirit City.
What did that mean?
It meant that if Spirit Hall couldn't hold this line today, then there would no longer be a single safe place anywhere on the Douluo Continent.
If even Spirit City wasn't safe, where could be?
A century's worth of Spirit Hall's accumulated prestige, the faith of Soul Masters across the land—it would all be ground into the dirt by the Soul Beasts and crushed into shards.
Bibi Dong's face was so grim it looked ready to drip water.
And among the crowd, one person was more stunned than anyone else.
Tang San stood rooted to the spot, drained of strength, his fingers icy cold.
The Eight Spider Lances were shattered, the plan was in disarray, Tang Hao had arrived, and now the beasts were pouring from the heavens...
The trap he'd carefully laid, the path he'd paved one step at a time, had been swept into pieces by the overwhelming beast tide.
At this point, it was almost impossible for him to obtain Xiao Wu's Soul Ring.
A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast could only sacrifice itself if it was willing. But in this situation, did Xiao Wu even need to sacrifice herself?
Soul Beasts had come from the heavens and the earth to save her. Why would she offer herself up?
He suddenly raised his head, his gaze stabbing toward Xiao Wu's back as a thought slithered into his mind like a venomous snake.
No wonder.
No wonder Xiao Wu had dared to come with him to Spirit City.
No wonder she'd been uneasy all this time, yet had never truly backed down.
So she'd had a fallback plan!
So she'd been guarding against him from the very beginning!
In that case...
Then she couldn't blame him for showing no mercy!
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