Let Me See How Much a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Weighs! (Two-in-One)

A flash of gloom flickered through Tang San's eyes, and the last shred of hesitation in his heart was thoroughly crushed.

"Xiao Wu!" He suddenly roared, grabbing Xiao Wu's wrist. "Follow me! We're meeting up with my father!"

He dragged Xiao Wu along, pretending to dash desperately toward the direction of Tang Hao.

Yet, at the very moment when everyone's attention was drawn to the Ten Thousand Beast Torrent in the sky, his footsteps shifted ever so slightly.

Without a hair's breadth of error, he exposed Xiao Wu's position directly to the line of sight of the four Title Douluo.

He was gambling.

If those four Title Douluo dared to strike, Xiao Wu would inevitably bear the brunt of it from her current position.

As long as she was forced into a desperate situation, there would still be a glimmer of hope for the sacrifice.

Even if they didn't dare to strike, it didn't matter.

He could simply take advantage of the momentum to carry Xiao Wu away with Tang Hao.

There would be plenty of time in the future; as long as Xiao Wu trusted him, he would have no shortage of time and opportunities.

This soul ring would be his for the taking, sooner or later!

Bibi Dong's gaze was locked firmly onto Xiao Wu.

Seeing that she hadn't run toward the herd of soul beasts, but was instead being dragged by Tang San toward Tang Hao, a surge of irrepressible joy erupted in Bibi Dong's eyes.

She had originally prepared for the worst-case scenario; if Xiao Wu had escaped into the Ten Thousand Beast Torrent, dragging her out would have been as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Yet, she never expected that this little rabbit would actually abandon the soul beast reinforcements within arm's reach and run in that direction instead.

Although Tang Hao was strong, he was only one man after all.

One man would always have flaws, and there would always be a moment when he reached his limit.

As long as she captured Xiao Wu, these soul beasts would be afraid to act rashly for fear of harming her.

And as long as she withstood the impact of this first wave of the beast tide, once Martial Soul Hall reacted and those old monsters from the Worship Hall emerged from seclusion...

Not a single one of these soul beasts filling the sky would make it out alive!

"Intercept her!"

Bibi Dong's figure transformed into a streak of golden light, and the massive golden martial soul behind her erupted with blinding radiance.

Her sixth soul ring suddenly lit up, and a golden light spear, condensed to the extreme, formed in her palm. Where the spear tip pointed, the air was torn apart with a sharp sonic boom.

This single spear was enough to pierce through a mountain peak.

However, someone was faster than her spear.

Tang Hao's figure cut in like a bolt of blood-colored lightning. The Clear Sky Hammer expanded in the wind, and the red patterns on the hammer head lit up in an instant, like a spiderweb being set ablaze.

He used no flashy techniques, no superfluous movements—just a simple hammer strike.

He brought the hammer down.

The golden light spear shattered inch by inch before the Clear Sky Hammer, and the residual shockwave of soul power sent the bluestone floor within dozens of feet flying.

Bibi Dong let out a muffled groan as she was sent flying backward by the terrifying destructive force, her feet carving two deep furrows into the ground.

But Tang Hao fared no better.

Blood burst from the old wounds on his left arm and right leg simultaneously, and the blood he spat out stained a large portion of his clothes.

His crippled limbs trembled violently, yet he didn't dare waste a second to wipe the corner of his mouth.

As a victim, he knew the foundation of Martial Soul Hall better than anyone.

The truly terrifying existence of Martial Soul Hall was those reclusive old monsters in the Worship Hall.

If he were dragged here for too long, once those old fogies arrived, let alone taking Xiao Wu away, he would have to leave his own life here.

He had to end this quickly; he could never fall into a quagmire.

Tang Hao bit his tongue, using the intense pain to forcibly suppress his injuries, and raised the Clear Sky Hammer once more.

Not far away, the eyes of Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang erupted with a scorching light.

He watched Tang Hao's broken yet unyielding figure, watched his domineering strike that repelled Bibi Dong, and watched his resolve to not take a single step back even as his clothes were stained with blood.

Was this not what he had pursued his entire life?

The true power of a soul master did not lie in the flashiness of soul skills or the number of soul rings, but in this unbending spine.

This was a real man.

Grandmaster's gaze fell involuntarily upon Tang San.

He had poured almost all his heart and soul into this disciple throughout his life.

He sought soul rings for him, paved the way for him, and exhausted his mind for him.

He only hoped that one day, Tang San would be able to promote his theories and walk the path he himself could never finish.

"Little San, one day you must also become an existence such as this."

Grandmaster whispered this to himself, then turned to look at Flender and Liu Erlong beside him.

"Erlong, Flender, let us join the fray as well."

The Golden Iron Triangle mobilized once more. Their martial souls intertwined in the air, forming a brilliant web of light that stood firmly before Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

At this moment, Tang San was gritting his teeth, the fury in his chest threatening to burn his sanity to ash.

Why?

Why was everyone helping her?

Tang Hao was risking his life for her, the Golden Iron Triangle was risking their lives for her, and those spirit beasts in the sky were risking their lives for her.

Even that old poison-master Dugu Bo was standing on her side.

By what right?

It should have been enough for me alone to help her, for me alone to move her!

Why must you people interfere?

Tang San's nails dug into his palms, blood seeping through his fingers.

Yet, the expression on his face was one of determination and resolve, the exact opposite of his inner turmoil.

He let out a roar, his palms flying as he shielded Xiao Wu's side, putting on a display of desperate protection.

Must not break.

The persona must not break!

Even though he wished he could personally push Xiao Wu onto the blades of the Title Douluo, he had to act more devoted than anyone else.

On the battlefield, Bibi Dong fought Tang Hao while snapping her head around, her gaze piercing toward Dugu Bo at the edge of the fray like a blade.

"Dugu Bo!"

Bibi Dong's voice was sharp and cold, carrying the aura of a superior, her tone brooks no argument.

"I command you as the Pope: release the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison immediately and kill these spirit beasts for me!"

Dugu Bo might not be the top-tier in a one-on-one duel among Title Douluo, but his Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison was a mass-slaughter weapon.

Facing such an overwhelming scale of ten thousand beasts, a normal spirit skill from a Title Douluo might only kill dozens or hundreds, but once Dugu Bo's poison spread, it would reap them in swathes.

Dugu Bo did not move.

He stood at the edge of the battlefield, his Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor martial soul coiling slowly behind him, a flash of complexity crossing his dark green eyes.

Martial Soul Hall needed his help right now; this was likely the last chance to save Xiao Wu and Tang San.

He looked at the sky filled with spirit beasts, then at Xiao Wu protected in the center by the others, and finally shook his head.

"Your Holiness."

His voice was not loud, but it was clear enough for every Title Douluo present to hear.

"I am afraid you cannot kill Xiao Wu now. If she dies, these spirit beasts will go completely berserk, and even I will be powerless to stop them."

Bibi Dong's gaze turned incomparably frigid in that instant.

"Are you... threatening me?"

Dugu Bo did not speak.

He saw it clearly: if Xiao Wu were to die at the hands of Martial Soul Hall today, the ten thousand spirit beasts in the sky would never let it rest.

By then, even if he poured out all of his Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison, he might not be able to hold back the blood-crazed beast tide.

Seeing Dugu Bo's disobedience, Bibi Dong let out a cold laugh.

The two Title Douluo elders standing behind her moved in unison.

Without a moment's hesitation, two attacks at the Title Douluo level slammed toward Dugu Bo.

To the elders of Martial Soul Hall, the Pope's command was heaven.

Disobey, and you die!

Tang Hao's pupils constricted sharply.

He made a judgment out of pure instinct: although Dugu Bo's stance was ambiguous, he would not harm Xiao Wu at this moment.

And if those two Title Douluo pinned Dugu Bo down, Xiao Wu would be the next to die.

"Dugu Bo! Catch!"

Tang Hao shoved hard, propelling Xiao Wu toward Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo caught Xiao Wu, his Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor martial soul whipping up a dark green cyclone as he charged toward the beast tide without hesitation.

There were ten thousand spirit beasts there; while they might not be able to stop a Title Douluo, they could at least buy a moment or two.

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, launching an attack alongside the other two Title Douluo. The three strikes acted like iron chains across a river, dead-set on blocking Tang Hao's path.

Tang Hao roared and swung his hammer down, but the combined spirit power of the three Title Douluo sent a shockwave back through him, tearing open the wounds on his arms once more as blood poured out like a fountain.

The other two Titled Douluo Envoys had already caught up to Dugu Bo.

Their speed was simply too fast.

Dugu Bo was never known for his speed, let alone while carrying Xiao Wu in his grasp.

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor venom rained down, covering the sky and earth; the dark green liquid poured forth like a torrential storm, yet it was deflected entirely by the soul power barrier erected by the two Titled Douluo, failing to even touch the hem of their robes.

Instead, the venom splashed onto the ground and into the herd of soul beasts, causing the ten-thousand-year soul beasts to retreat in succession, not daring to approach Dugu Bo in the slightest.

He had intended to use the soul beast army as cover, but instead, his own venom had cut off his path of retreat.

Dugu Bo's figure grew increasingly battered and covered in wounds, yet his hand never once loosened its grip on Xiao Wu.

The two Titled Douluo Envoys approached slowly from the left and right, like a cat playing with a mouse.

Mocking smiles hung on their lips, and their gazes drifted past Dugu Bo to land on Xiao Wu, filled with greedy laughter.

"Come on."

One of the Envoys licked his lips, his voice dripping with mockery and arrogance.

"If you have the ability, make the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast show itself!"

They had never dreamed that Dugu Bo would be so foolish!

Now that the venom had been spilled, the surrounding beast tide could barely get close.

Even if a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast truly appeared, so what?

If a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast really did show itself, they could use this very isolation zone to join forces and conquer that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast as well!

Dugu Bo knelt on one knee, one hand still desperately shielding Xiao Wu, while the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor martial soul drifted slowly behind him, its dark green light having dimmed significantly.

The two Titled Douluo Envoys approached unhurriedly, their faces wearing expressions of amusement.

Dugu Bo was at the end of his rope; those ten-thousand-year soul beasts were blocked out by the venom, and Tang Hao was being tightly entangled by Bibi Dong. No one could save this rabbit anymore.

Xiao Wu saw all of this clearly.

She looked at Dugu Bo's robes soaked through with blood, at his left leg that he could barely lift, and then at the two Titled Douluo approaching like a cat playing with a mouse; the last glimmer of hope in her heart finally extinguished.

Enough.

It was truly enough.

Tang Hao was fighting with his life, the Golden Iron Triangle were fighting with their lives, Dugu Bo was fighting with his life, the Golden Light Eagle was bathed in blood and still fighting to the death in the sky, and ten thousand soul beasts had descended from the heavens only to be blocked by the venom—everyone was fighting for her.

But what could she do for these people?

She could do nothing!

"Senior Dugu Bo."

Xiao Wu's voice suddenly turned calm.

Dugu Bo was startled and lowered his head to look at her.

"You should leave on your own." Xiao Wu looked at him, the corners of her mouth even curving into a faint, pale arc. "As long as I am dead, they shouldn't make things difficult for you anymore."

Dugu Bo fell silent.

He had lived for so many years and had seen life and death many times; he knew that what this young girl said was true.

There was no point in him staying here anymore; his venom had instead become an obstacle for the soul beasts to approach, and his remaining soul power was nothing before the two Titled Douluo.

By staying here, he could not protect Xiao Wu; instead, he would only make her die faster.

"Girl..."

Dugu Bo spoke hoarsely, wanting to say something, but in the end, he only sighed.

He loosened his grip.

A dark green whirlwind swept up his broken body, retreating rapidly toward the edge of the battlefield.

Seeing him withdraw, those ten-thousand-year soul beasts were finally no longer blocked by the venom and had the possibility of closing in again, but was there still enough time?

Without Dugu Bo, that eyesore of a Titled Douluo, the two Envoys didn't even have the interest to pursue.

Their target had never been Dugu Bo.

"Oh my," one of the Envoys clutched his chest in a mock display, mimicking Xiao Wu's tone from just a moment ago with a strange, sarcastic inflection. "Talking about life and death, you're making me want to shed tears. Don't you still have a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? Let it come out! We are waiting right here!"

The other Envoy laughed heartily.

Their gazes swept over Xiao Wu without restraint, as if looking at prey already laid out on a chopping block.

But at this very moment.

"ROAR--!!!"

From within the rift, a furious roar exploded.

It was the roar of the Titan bloodline, the fury of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and a violent battle intent that had been suppressed for far, far too long and could no longer be held back.

The roar rolled out from the spatial rift, slamming into the world like a giant drum being struck with sudden, thunderous force.

Xiao Wu's body shuddered violently.

She whipped her head around, staring at the pitch-black rift in the sky.

She knew that voice all too well.

"Er Ming..."

Tears welled up in Xiao Wu's eyes in an instant, her voice trembling so hard she could barely form the words: "Er Ming! Do not come out! They are plotting against you, they are plotting against you!"

However, the two Title Douluo elders exchanged a glance, their eyes erupting with irrepressible ecstasy.

It actually came?

And judging by the commotion, only one?

Their shared gaze was filled with absurdity and wild joy.

A mere Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, daring to face two Title Douluo of Martial Soul Hall alone?

How dare it!

"Just one?" one of the elders licked his lips, his voice thick with uncontainable greed. "Then today is a bargain."

The lords of the Worship Hall were already on their way.

Once those reclusive old monsters emerged from seclusion, these swarms of soul beasts would be nothing more than grasshoppers at the end of autumn.

But with this Titan Giant Ape delivering itself to their doorstep, it was nothing short of a second gift falling from the heavens.

If Martial Soul City was ruined, it could simply be rebuilt.

But a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone...

No, now it was two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings and two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones!

For Martial Soul Hall, this was a once-in-a-century opportunity, a deal that guaranteed profit without loss!

The two elders stepped forward simultaneously, their Title Douluo-level soul power spreading out like a tidal wave, firmly locking onto the massive figure rapidly approaching from within the rift.

"Come, let This Seat see exactly how much weight the king of the Star Dou Forest truly carries!"