"Dragon God" Douluo? Dragon God Claw!!

"Fang Le, step back. Don't worry, dealing with small fry like this won't take a moment."

Faced with Xuan Zi's compromise, Di Tian stepped forward, unperturbed. At the same time, his already large palm transformed into a dragon claw wrapped in pitch-black scales.

He carried the air of someone intending to capture Xuan Zi with a single hand.

As for whether obeying the orders of a child would damage his dignity as the Beast God?

What a joke. Compared to the future of the Soul Beast race, what was his face worth?

The guidance of fate was practically holding his hand and directing him, and that was on top of the affirmation from the Silver Dragon King.

He who hesitates is lost!

Why overthink it? Besides, Di Tian believed his choice couldn't be wrong.

If you're going to go all in, you should do it with conviction.

Bet! Let's do it!

(No improper guidance! Gambling and drugs are highly harmful! The general public must stay away!)

Having committed to this path, Di Tian's execution of Fang Le's requests was now on par with a direct order from the Silver Dragon King.

He was more than happy to do anything that could bring Fang Le closer to the Soul Beasts; the more they did today, the brighter the future for their kind would be!

Compared to Di Tian's excitement over a bright future for the Soul Beasts, Xuan Zi on the opposite side was terrified!

Nine soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red—appeared and pulsed around him as his Godly Taotie Bull martial soul manifested instantly.

"Beast God, what is the meaning of this! Do you really think Shrek is made of mud? My Shrek is protected by the Sea God! My Martial Uncle is still here! My Shrek Golden Ancient Tree is still here! You..."

Faced with the slowly approaching Di Tian, Xuan Zi wanted to retreat ten zhang with every step the other took.

He was truly panicked. Though he wouldn't admit it aloud, Di Tian was definitely not someone he, a mere level 98 Title Douluo, could handle.

However, his frantic outburst triggered certain keywords, and Di Tian, who had been advancing slowly, actually stopped halfway.

"Martial Uncle? Which Martial Uncle? That one called Mu En?!"

Di Tian asked, his expression dark and uncertain.

Although the Great Evil beasts had emerged and revealed their prestige to the world, they mostly remained in the Land of Great Evil to cultivate and absorb the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, so they didn't actually know much about outside news.

They only knew generally that humans were developing rapidly and had created many strange Soul Tools.

As for the experts...

Dragon God Douluo?! What a grand reputation!!!

By the time Di Tian finished his cultivation and came out, news of his death had already spread across the continent. Coupled with the fact that the Silver Dragon King was injured and could not easily leave the Star Dou Forest, he hadn't bothered to act.

Otherwise, he would have dug up his grave and sent the "Dragon God's" relatives down to join him.

But now, according to Xuan Zi, Mu En was still alive?

And he was being used to threaten him?

"Good! Truly good! Hahaha! I never expected the legendary 'Dragon God' Douluo to still be in this world! Hahahahaha!"

Di Tian laughed, but strands of nine-colored light slowly attached to his originally pitch-black dragon claw.

"That's right! My Martial Uncle is still in this world! He has even broken through to the limit! I hope the Beast God will reconsider!"

Xuan Zi was a simple-minded man. Seeing Di Tian charging up, he thought he had been intimidated by Mu En's reputation and hurriedly added fuel to the fire.

Mu En: I really thank you, damn it!!

"My Shrek does not wish to be an enemy of Star Dou; what happened before was just the youthful impulsiveness of these children! I will have them apologize and offer compensation right now!

You little brats, why aren't you apologizing to the Beast God yet?!"

Faced with Di Tian, who no longer seemed intent on attacking, Xuan Zi wanted to move past this incident as quickly as possible so he could slip away and eat a chicken leg to calm his nerves.

He turned and shouted sternly at the Shrek students behind him.

However...

"Um... Elder Xuan? Why does it look like Senior Di Tian's state isn't quite right?"

As the eldest among the students, Han Ruoruo, instead of apologizing in the face of Xuan Zi's pressure, pointed tremblingly at Di Tian in front of them.

"Hm? Not right? What could be wrong with him?"

Hearing this, Xuan Zi turned his head to look in Di Tian's direction.

"Dragon God Claw!!"

Xuan Zi: !!!!!

"Danger"

Accompanied by Xuan Zi's cry of pain, a nine-colored radiance burst forth in a brilliant display.

Facing a unique skill bestowed personally by the Dragon God, the Godly Taotie Bull, possessing the bloodline of a dragon species, suffered doubled suppression.

One could only see Xuan Zi being pressed into the ground and fiercely rubbed by Di Tian, appearing no different from a ragdoll.

Seeing this, Fang Le could only shake his head and offer a silent moment of mourning.

"Go easy, Uncle Long, don't beat him to death."

Why bring up Mu En out of nowhere? Isn't that just asking for a beating?

Still, to live to over two hundred years old without holding the title of Dragon God... one has to admit, Mu En's life was truly tenacious.

To not have been finished off by Di Tian and his kin... tsk, tsk, tsk!

"Ah! Brother Fang, what is happening? Is Uncle Di Tian...?"

After speaking with her slumbering mother, Jiang Nannan walked out of the small courtyard.

Then, she saw Chang Wei beating Lai Fu.

Ah... no, that's not right.

It was Di Tian beating Xuan Zi.

"It's nothing, Uncle Long is just playing top-spinning. However, the plan might need to change. Go and call Rui'er; when the time comes, we'll take Mother Jiang and leave together. It's... not very safe here."

Fang Le glanced at Di Tian, who was still whipping Xuan Zi, and spoke to the young girl.

Things had reached this point, and Fang Le certainly wouldn't act like characters in some brainless horror movie and continue to split up.

Everyone needed to move together; safety remained the top priority.

If Rui'er or Mother Jiang were left behind and either one was taken hostage by the other side, that would be disastrous.

After all, Shrek had a history of such things.

Or perhaps it wasn't a past history, but a future one?

In any case, Fang Le remembered a segment from the original story where Rui'er was captured by Xuan Zi.

She then went through a connection with Huo Yuhao and was simultaneously schemed against by the God King, allowing Tang San to seize the luck of the Soul Beast, turning her into a tool-beast to pave the way for Tang Wutong.

Therefore, it was best that such things did not happen.

"Understood! I'll listen to Brother Fang, I'm going to call Sister Rui'er right now."

The young girl nodded timidly, glancing at Di Tian as he continued to play with his "top," before turning to head back into the courtyard to fetch Di Lingrui so they could move together.

However, before she could step through the gate, she saw the little golden beast pushing a wooden wheelchair as it walked out.

Sitting in the chair was none other than Mother Jiang, who remained in a deep sleep.

"Heave! Ho!"

"Little Jiang, come find something to pad this! The threshold is too high, I can't push the chair over!"

"Oh! Coming!"

Seeing this, Jiang Nannan did not dawdle; she quickly found a few bricks to place on either side of the threshold, and together with the Auspicious Beast, pushed Mother Jiang out the door.

"Uncle Di Tian is really something, not calling me for a game as fun as top-spinning! Hey! You lot over there, what are you looking at? Never seen a beast as cute as me? Keep looking and I still won't let you pet me."

Rui'er watched the chaos outside the courtyard, sitting on the ground quite relaxed. While licking her paws, she didn't forget to rub her head against Fang Le's side.

In contrast to the relaxed side of Fang Le, Zhang Lexuan and the others were silent.

They watched with heavy hearts as Xuan Zi was beaten in the field.

"Will Elder Xuan be alright?"

"I feel like Elder Xuan is already half-dead..."

Yet, despite their worry, the overwhelming pressure exerted by Di Tian kept the Shrek group from daring to move.

"Capture the leader first to catch the thieves; doesn't that so-called Beast God listen to that kid? If we go and tie him up, we can surely force that fellow to throw the weapon and fear the consequences..."

In times of crisis, a "master of ideas" always appears, and the hot-tempered Wu Ming was thrust into this heavy responsibility.

As she spoke, the gazes the Shrek group leveled at Fang Le became increasingly strange.

Fang Le: Oh no! They're coming for me!