Amid the two Titled Douluos' mocking laughter, a pair of enormous arms forced their way through the fissure.
The arms were thick and powerful, their muscles rising in layers like hills. Black fur covered them from shoulder to wrist, every strand standing on end like a steel needle.
A single forearm was thicker than an adult's waist. When its five fingers clenched, its knuckles ground together with a rumble like muffled thunder.
Recognizing those unmistakable features, the two Titled Douluo elders weren't afraid. They only laughed more wildly, greed gleaming in their eyes.
"It really is the Titan Giant Ape!" one of the elders exclaimed. "It's the weaker of the two Hundred-Thousand-Year Ferocious Beasts in the Star Dou Forest. The Sky Azure Bull Python isn't here, so we've got this one in the bag!"
At the same time, a terrifying surge of Soul Power suddenly erupted from deep within Spirit Hall, in the direction of the Worship Hall.
A dazzling streak of light shot out from the depths of the palace, warping the air with heat wherever it passed.
As the golden light faded, an imposing old figure stood suspended in the air. Behind him, an enormous golden crocodile Martial Soul slowly took shape. Its ferocious jaws opened and closed, radiating a suffocating pressure.
Golden Crocodile Douluo.
One of the top-ranked old monsters in Spirit Hall's Worship Hall, and a Titled Douluo among Titled Douluos.
In the spectator stands, Ning Fengzhi slowly closed his eyes.
The light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand had already dimmed.
Looking at the ravaged battlefield and the golden light that had flown from the Worship Hall, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could only sigh.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's arrival meant this farce was nearing its end.
Spirit Hall had a very special organization devoted to force: the Worship Hall.
Every one of its members was a prodigy from a previous generation, and Golden Crocodile Douluo ranked second among them.
Against an old monster of that caliber, forget the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts—even the beast tide of the Star Dou Forest couldn't gain the slightest advantage.
As for Tang Hao, no matter how exceptional his talent or how heaven-defying his strength, he was still too young compared to those old monsters who had cultivated for who knew how many years.
Shrek's side was beyond saving.
Bibi Dong's lips curved faintly. She wiped the trace of blood from her mouth, then looked at Tang Hao's battered body, her voice growing calm and taunting.
"Tang Hao, your injuries have left you unable to keep fighting, haven't they?"
She paused, her voice turning colder. "Take your son and leave at once. I can let what you just did go."
Tang Hao glanced at Xiao Wu from the corner of his eye and drew a deep breath.
He had already lived with one regret for his whole life.
Now he wouldn't let his son live with regret too!
The red patterns on the Clear Sky Hammer suddenly blazed, like a meteor set alight. It came crashing down on Bibi Dong, wrapped in the force to destroy the heavens and shatter the earth.
His actions told everyone that the Clear Sky Douluo had never known what it meant to back down.
Bibi Dong snorted and raised her golden Martial Soul to meet the hammer head-on.
Two terrifying forces collided in midair. The shock waves shattered every remaining glazed tile on the hall's ceiling.
Bibi Dong staggered back several steps from the blow, a fresh trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. But this time, there was not a trace of panic on her face.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's presence was already close at hand.
With that old monster backing her up, she no longer had to fear Tang Hao.
She wiped the blood from her mouth. "Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, leave this to me. You two go and deal with that Hundred Thousand Year Soul Beast together."
Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance. Their figures turned into streaks of light and shot toward the enormous creature in the fissure.
The situation was clear now. Tang Hao couldn't defeat Bibi Dong in a short time.
With four Titled Douluos joining forces against a Titan Giant Ape, there was practically no chance of failure!
Tang San stood among the crowd, taking it all in.
His heart pounded. Ecstasy surged through his chest like magma, nearly bursting through his disguise.
Good!
Wonderful!
Bibi Dong, you really haven't let me down!
Four Titled Douluos were attacking Er Ming. Tang Hao was being suppressed by Bibi Dong and Golden Crocodile Douluo. Dugu Bo was finished, and the Golden Iron Triangle was nothing to worry about...
Xiao Wu's escape routes were being cut off one by one.
Once she was driven into true despair, once the only path left before her was sacrifice—
That Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring would be his.
Tang San's lips curled wildly in the shadows!!!
But just then, Bibi Dong suddenly furrowed her brow.
As if she'd remembered something, she stopped before issuing her next command, then turned toward the direction Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had gone and called after them:
"Oh, and you two, be careful. Don't let that boy get near the little rabbit."
"Wouldn't want her sacrificing herself for him."
Tang San's smile froze on his face. He stared at Bibi Dong in disbelief, almost ready to curse her out loud.
He'd carefully planned every step in his mind, weighing everything down to the smallest detail. He'd made sure every expression was flawless.
And now Bibi Dong had casually announced his deepest scheme in front of everyone?
What the hell!
At Bibi Dong's words, Grandmaster abruptly looked up and shouted furiously at her. "Bibi Dong! How can your heart be so dark? Little San would never do something like that!"
Bibi Dong didn't even turn around. She only let out a cool, dismissive laugh.
"Is that so? Then what happened just now was a coincidence. Besides, the little rabbit is about to die. There's no need for anyone to know the truth."
The more Bibi Dong thought about what had just happened, the more suspicious it seemed. After ruling Spirit Hall for so many years, her wits were far beyond those of the people before her.
It hadn't taken much thought to figure out the truth.
Tang San had made his intentions so obvious, yet these people still thought he was a good person. Ridiculous!
But whether those fools believed her or not didn't matter. All that mattered was having Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo keep an eye on Tang San.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan had already reached the edge of the battlefield. Hearing Bibi Dong's warning, he turned and gave Tang San a coy, amused smile.
His voice was teasing, but every word cut like a knife.
"Not bad, kid."
"You're even more ruthless to Soul Beasts than we are!"
Tang San's face went deathly pale. "I didn't! You're trying to drive a wedge between us! You're afraid Xiao Wu will sacrifice herself for me, aren't you?"
He desperately tried to push through the ranks of Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, trying to reach Xiao Wu and explain.
But the densely packed horde of Soul Beasts blocked his way. The blood-soaked Golden Light Eagle stood like an iron wall, leaving not so much as a gap.
He charged forward a few steps, only for the Soul Beasts to shove him back without mercy. He fell to the ground.
With desperation clouding his judgment, Tang San could only turn to the Golden Light Eagle.
"Golden Light Eagle, Brother Eagle! Hurry and take me to Xiao Wu! You came to protect her, didn't you? Let's protect her together!"
The Golden Light Eagle looked at Tang San with disdain, then adopted a wise expression and lifted its head to gaze at the sky.
You were just hitting me, and now you want to ride me?
Forget calling me Brother Eagle—you could call me Dad and it still wouldn't work!
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