Calling Me "Dad" Won't Work!

Amidst the mocking laughter of the two Title Douluo, a pair of massive arms forced their way out from the rift.

The arms were thick, with muscles bulging like layered hills, covered in pitch-black fur where every strand stood on end like a steel needle.

A single forearm was thicker than an adult's waist, and as the five fingers clenched, the joints ground together with the muffled roar of thunder.

Seeing these iconic features, the two Title Douluo elders felt no fear; instead, they laughed even more wildly, their eyes filled with greed.

"It really is the Titan Giant Ape!" one of the elders chirped. "This is the weaker of the two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in the Star Dou Forest. Since the Sky Azure Bull Python isn't here, we've got this in the bag!"

At the same time, deep within Martial Soul Hall, a terrifying wave of soul power erupted from the direction of the Worship Hall.

A blinding stream of light shot out from the depths of the palace, scorching the air and causing it to warp and distort in its wake.

As the golden light dissipated, an aged yet majestic figure stood suspended in the air. Behind him, a massive golden crocodile martial soul slowly manifested, its ferocious jaws snapping in the air and emitting a suffocating pressure.

Golden Crocodile Douluo.

A top-tier monster among the elders of the Martial Soul Hall, a Title Douluo among Title Douluo.

In the viewing gallery, Ning Fengzhi slowly closed his eyes.

The light from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand had already dimmed.

The Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect gazed at the devastated battlefield and the golden light emerging from the Worship Hall, leaving him with nothing but a sigh.

With Golden Crocodile Douluo making a move, this farce was nearing its end.

Within Martial Soul Hall, there existed a very special, violent institution known as the Worship Hall.

Every member there was a prodigy of a previous generation, and Golden Crocodile Douluo ranked second among them.

Facing an old monster of this caliber, let alone those ten-thousand-year soul beasts, even a beast tide from the Star Dou Forest would not be able to gain the slightest advantage.

As for Tang Hao, no matter how gifted his talent or how heaven-defying his combat power, he was ultimately too young compared to those old monsters who had cultivated for who knows how many years.

For the Shrek side, the situation was hopeless.

Bibi Dong's lips curled slightly upward. She raised a hand to wipe the trace of blood from her lip, her gaze falling on Tang Hao's battered body as she spoke with a tone of composure and mockery.

"Tang Hao, your injuries are no longer enough to let you keep going, are they?"

She paused, her voice turning colder. "Take your son and leave immediately, and I can overlook what you just did!"

Tang Hao glanced at Xiao Wu out of the corner of his eye and took a deep breath.

He had already lived with one regret, living his entire life in that shadow.

Now, he would not let his son continue to live with regret!

The red patterns on the Clear Sky Hammer suddenly exploded with light, like a ignited meteorite, smashing down toward Bibi Dong with the destructive power to shatter the heavens and earth.

With his actions, he told everyone that the Clear Sky Douluo never knew the meaning of "get lost."

Bibi Dong let out a cold snort, her golden martial soul raising a hand to meet the hammer head-on.

Two terrifying forces collided in mid-air, the shockwaves of soul power shattering the remaining glazed tiles on the palace dome.

Bibi Dong was sent stumbling back several steps by the blow, a new trickle of blood spilling from her lip, but this time, there was not a hint of panic on her face.

The aura of Golden Crocodile Douluo was already close at hand.

With this old monster here to hold the line, she no longer needed to fear Tang Hao.

She wiped the blood from her lip. "Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, leave this to me. You two go and finish off that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast together."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a look, their figures turning into streams of light as they dashed toward the massive creature in the rift.

The situation was now clear: Tang Hao could not take down Bibi Dong in a short time.

With four Title Douluo joining forces to besiege a single Titan Giant Ape, there was almost no possibility of failure!

Tang San stood amidst the crowd, taking it all in.

His heart hammered against his ribs, and a wild joy surged through his chest like magma, nearly bursting through his disguise.

Good!

Perfect!

Bibi Dong, you truly didn't disappoint me!

Four Title Douluo besieging Er Ming, Tang Hao suppressed by the combined might of Bibi Dong and Golden Crocodile Douluo, Dugu Bo already crippled, the Golden Iron Triangle not worth mentioning...

Xiao Wu's path of retreat was being cut off, one step at a time.

As long as she was forced into a true dead end, as long as the only path left before her was sacrifice.

That hundred-thousand-year soul ring would be his.

Tang San's lips curled into a crazed smile in the shadows!!!

But just then, Bibi Dong suddenly frowned.

She seemed to remember something, pausing the next order she was about to issue, and turned her head to add a final instruction to the departing Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo:

"Right, you two be careful. Don't let that brat get close to that little rabbit."

"Lest that little rabbit sacrifice herself to him."

Tang San's smile froze on his face as he stared at Bibi Dong in disbelief, wishing he could curse her out loud.

He had clearly planned everything out perfectly in his mind; every step was meticulously calculated, and every expression had been flawless.

Yet, Bibi Dong had just nonchalantly laid bare the deepest schemes of his heart in front of everyone?

What was she doing!

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Grandmaster suddenly looked up and barked sternly at her: "Bibi Dong! How has your heart become so dark? How could Tang San possibly do such a thing!"

Bibi Dong didn't even turn her head at these words, merely letting out a faint, cold sneer.

"Is that so? Then let's just call what happened earlier a coincidence. Regardless, this little rabbit is dying soon anyway; there is no need for the truth to be known."

The more Bibi Dong thought about the recent events, the more wrong they felt. Having helmed Martial Soul Hall for many years, her intellect was far beyond what these people could compare to.

With a simple thought, she had already deduced the truth of the matter.

Tang San had made his actions so obvious, yet these people still thought he was a good person—it was utterly ridiculous!

However, Bibi Dong saw it clearly: it didn't matter whether these fools believed it or not, as long as she had Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo keep an eye on Tang San.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan had already darted to the edge of the battlefield. Hearing Bibi Dong's instructions, he turned back to flash a feminine and playful smile at Tang San.

His voice was flippant, yet every word was like a blade.

"Kid, you're quite something."

"You're even more ruthless toward soul beasts than we in Martial Soul Hall!"

Tang San's face turned deathly pale in an instant. "I didn't! You're trying to sow discord—you're just afraid of Xiao Wu sacrificing herself for me, aren't you!"

He desperately tried to break through the line of ten-thousand-year soul beasts, wanting to rush to Xiao Wu's side to explain.

But the overwhelming swarm of soul beasts blocked his path, dense and impenetrable. The blood-soaked body of the Golden Light Eagle stood like a wall of copper and iron, leaving him not even a sliver of space.

He rushed forward a few steps only to be unceremoniously shoved back by the soul beasts, collapsing onto the ground.

In his desperation, Tang San could only look toward the Golden Light Eagle.

"Golden Light Eagle, Brother Eagle! Quickly, take me to Xiao Wu. You came to protect her, right? Let's protect her together!"

The Golden Light Eagle cast a look of disdain at Tang San, then immediately adopted a look of profound wisdom and stared up at the sky.

You were just beating me a moment ago, and now you want to ride me?

Forget calling me Brother Eagle—even calling me Daddy Eagle wouldn't work!