Rope Art Max

"So, will you come with us?"

Yu Longxing extended the invitation. Several of the clans had definitely entered Sacred Mountain before; even if they had never reached the summit, they could still gather maps of where soul beasts dwelled. Following them was clearly the best choice. Yet, to everyone's surprise, the two of them refused.

"I'd rather go up alone."

Everyone was astonished. Is this guy an idiot with a death wish? He's never been in before, yet he won't team up?

Ma Xiaotao, however, understood. Maps were not reliable at all times. These disciples had not entered in large numbers either, and it was impossible for many people to reach a bottleneck and obtain Soul Rings at the same time. Besides, regardless of the species—

When facing outsiders, they might all join forces and attack. It was like saying that no matter how fiercely they fought among themselves, they would never allow other creatures to interfere.

"Begin entering the mountain!" Yu Longxing was about to ask why when Battle Heaven Douluo announced it.

"Good luck, then."

They said it was true that living in seclusion could avoid many disputes and even allow one to secretly accumulate foundations and strength, but it also meant missing out on the corresponding knowledge.

Closed-door isolation... that was exactly what it described.

The crowd began charging forward in a mighty stream. Yu Longyue watched the two split away. "Arrogant and conceited."

"This kid doesn't seem simple."

Yu Zhantian and Qiangu Xiongfeng smiled as they spoke. Would he ignore something that anyone could see? Besides, he was the great-grandson of the Dragon God Douluo.

He dared to come to such a dangerous place without companions despite the attribute suppression... Was such an obvious issue something he himself would not know? The difference between the strong and ordinary people was that the strong set aside the problem and saw the essence directly.

"At the beginning, this guy really revealed his martial soul. He looked like a prince ready to accomplish great things, yet he then spent several months lying low. Isn't that contradictory to before?"

Qiangu Xiongfeng and Unyielding Douluo said, "Anyone who goes somewhere wants to display their own extraordinariness, then ultimately creates an illusion."

"It can only be said that he wants to show you what they want to see. Naturally, he won't reveal the specifics."

Yu Zhantian replied that the two traveling alone only looked foolish because most people hunted soul beasts alone. A group would be seen as a provocation.

"Sis, are we really not going to care about them?"

Yu Longxing still asked worriedly. Yu Longyue merely waved her hand, not the least bit concerned.

"The old geezers in the clan will definitely be watching us. At most, he simply won't qualify to obtain the Dragon Transformation Method or cultivate in the Bone Burial Ground."

Even so, the siblings still did not believe that the great-grandson of a Limit Douluo, even if he had been left to fend for himself, would be so arrogant, conceited, and foolish after being taught by Shrek, the continent's number one academy.

"Forget it. There won't be any danger to their lives anyway. Let's help the others find Soul Rings first."

On the other side, the Qiangu Clan's group also consisted of one man and one woman, though their ages were reversed. They were undoubtedly siblings, both handsome and beautiful.

"Brother, is that kid really an idiot?"

She was a lively yet gentle-looking young girl, like the little sister next door.

Her long black hair fell straight to her waist, and her figure had already begun to fill out. The others in the group looked at her indulgently, but any other gazes were silenced beneath those handsome yet icy eyes.

"Ali, how many times have I told you? Never treat anyone as an idiot. Even if they truly are ordinary... a lion hunting a rabbit must still give it its all."

Qiangu Zuiren looked at his younger sister, Qiangu Liren. He was one of the few who had traveled the continent. Back then, he had been exceptionally refined and kind, but after returning, he had become a different person.

He no longer possessed his old high spirits and had grown wary of everyone, competing for control over the clan's power... Qiangu Liren missed the brother he had once been.

"Don't turn from Qiangu Zuiren into Qiangu Guilty Man!" she muttered. Though the characters differed by only one word and sounded the same, their meanings could be worlds apart. She still asked, "What exactly did you encounter outside?"

Qiangu Zuiren fell silent. Looking at his sister, who had never been tempered by the world, he only responded after a long while. "I merely grew up. I learned how ignorant and foolish my former self was. It is good that you can remain so pure. At least you can be carefree and happy, forever the little princess of the clan."

"Someone must bear the clan's responsibilities in the end. Back then, the Qiangu Clan was only forcibly made subordinate to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan by that Sea God and Asura God. Not everyone praised him."

In the great war ten thousand years ago, not everyone had wanted to see victory. Those who refused to surrender were all people of status, unwilling to become inferiors.

Most people did not care who ruled, since it was beyond their control... The Qiangu Clan should have been glorious, yet it had been forced to submit to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. So-called bloodshed only happened when both sides were equally strong. When the gap was too great, they could only accept surrender; before death, pride was useless.

Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, otherwise they would not have become subordinate to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan just to linger on in existence.

With a wave of his hand, several disciples immediately understood and slipped into the forest to observe the various groups' movements. At this moment, Mu Baobao and Ma Xiaotao—

"Cry!"

A shriek echoed through the skies as a purple bird appeared high above, its entire body wreathed in lightning. Its wings were like sharp arrows, while its talons glinted with chilling light.

"It's a Thunder Bird!" Ma Xiaotao said. This place was practically a Forest of Lightning. After all, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan occupied this area; their martial souls required either dragon-type creatures or lightning-attributed ones.

The Sacred Mountain Grand Competition required them to reach the plaza at the summit. The climb spanned more than a thousand meters, and the area could expand several times over. It was no less dangerous than wandering through the outer regions of the Star Dou Forest.

"I'll do it!"

Ma Xiaotao immediately burst into blazing flames. An Evil Fire Phoenix with a red body and golden tail feathers appeared alongside her, while yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black Soul Rings emerged.

At that moment, the Thunder Bird's attack had already arrived. With a violent flap of its wings, countless purple feathers shot down like arrows.

Mixed with berserk lightning, they rained down. Ma Xiaotao refused to yield, swinging her fist forward as the Evil Fire condensed into fireballs that flew toward the purple arrows.

Boom!

There were fewer fireballs than feathers, so Ma Xiaotao cleverly chose to detonate them the instant they collided.

Amid roaring explosions, a red-and-purple region of lightning and fire erupted in midair. Truly, heavenly thunder had drawn forth raging flames—brilliant and dazzling.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Phoenix Wings Soar to the Heavens!"

This Thunder Bird only had a few thousand years of cultivation, so it was naturally no match for Ma Xiaotao. Once she took to the skies and activated her speed, she caught up to the Thunder Bird in a few flashes, sending it into a panic.

Yet the creature fled as though it had seen a ghost. Ma Xiaotao looked somewhat pleased with herself after landing.

"A mere little bird dared to act so wildly!"

Mu Baobao smiled. "That's right."

Ma Xiaotao felt that there was something off about his words, but knowing she could not outargue him, she did not snap back.

"Evil Fire Phoenix... a descendant of Ma Hongjun, the Phoenix God among the First Generation Shrek Seven Devils?" Unbeknownst to them, several old figures secretly guarding the clans had already seen everything clearly. Among them were disciples and Title Douluo, their expressions meaningful.

This martial soul was naturally a top-tier martial soul, on the same level as the Coiling Dragon Staff and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. If it shed its Evil Fire and evolved into an Ultimate Fire Phoenix, it would enter the ranks of the Radiant Sacred Dragon... god-tier martial souls and ultimate martial souls. Its strength needed no explanation.

"Another annoying one!"

The Qiangu Clan disciples were undoubtedly displeased. They were descendants of those people who had once prevented Spirit Hall from unifying the continent. As expected of someone who had come with Mu En's great-grandson—birds of a feather flocked together.

"Move!" Mu Baobao suddenly shouted, shoving Ma Xiaotao aside, but he was still too late.

Swish, swish?!

Several long vines bound her tightly. The attached lightning made her let out an alluring cry, leaving Mu Baobao speechless. This soul beast really knew how to play!

Rope art max.

Blue Silver Entanglement truly deserved to be called a divine skill.

It was highly versatile. This soul beast that had suddenly emerged was actually a mutated Blue Silver Grass with lightning attributes. They had not noticed it at first.

That scumbag Yu Xiaogang, when teaching Tang Buddha Ancestor about plant-type creatures, had once said that these were soul beasts closest to nature. Their camouflage and concealment abilities were extremely strong... because in the early stages, they were too weak to move.

"What the hell is this? Such humiliation!"

Ma Xiaotao's temper flared. Her body was bound tightly, producing an inexplicable sensation within her.

It felt familiar—the exact feeling that came when her Evil Fire erupted. Whether intentionally or not, she had already branded the Blue Silver Grass with words like "pervert"...

After revealing its massive body, the Blue Silver Grass actually wore a lewd smile. The next instant, it screamed as Evil Fire directly engulfed its vines.

"Second Soul Skill, Bathing Fire Phoenix."

The creature finally realized it had provoked someone it should not have. In pain, it withdrew its Blue Silver Grass.

But it was too late. The Evil Fire Phoenix's flames were no ordinary flames, and it was not the Thunder Prison Vine. Only by unleashing lightning with wild abandon did it manage to restrain the fire.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Phoenix Laughs at Frog!"

Ma Xiaotao charged forward and smashed the Blue Silver Grass with a vicious blow. Unable to move on its own, it could only wait in terror as time slowly passed. Knowing it could not escape, it formed a terrifying idea. Berserk lightning compressed as a three-second countdown began.

Bang! A pillar of fire shot into the sky.

Red tinged with purple, flames and lightning twisted together. After the terrifying sound faded, only a single blade of grass remained.

"Eh, forget it!"

Mu Baobao stopped Ma Xiaotao, who was still furious and wanted to go finish it off. "That was one ruthless Blue Silver Grass. It actually neutralized your Evil Fire by self-destructing with compressed lightning. Severing its own arm to survive... truly admirable."

Teasing people from Shrek, especially descendants of Ma Hongjun, who had even dared to burn someone's little bird and cut off its descendants—this "pure and spotless" Blue Silver Grass could only be said to have earned its death.

"Cry!" Another birdcall rang out. The two looked up and discovered that it was the Thunder Bird that had fled earlier.

Its body was charred black, and it had brought back a giant Thunder Bird. This familiar routine... beat up the little one, and the old one came seeking justice. Shrek often used this trick.

"You're not afraid of dying, are you?"

Ma Xiaotao was furious. The giant Thunder Bird also glared at them indignantly.

Rolling up her sleeves and revealing her snow-white arms, she intended to teach them a lesson. Mu Baobao helplessly stepped forward and blocked her path.

"I'll handle it. Ice is indeed restrained by lightning, but that is only when their strengths are equal and at the same level. Besides, how could my ice be ordinary ice? It is... Ultimate Ice."

Boundless cold covered even the purple Forest of Lightning in a layer of snowy white. The soul beasts trembled. That ice was as terrifying as that fire. If they provoked that man, would they be frozen into icy fragments?

For a moment, the plants all seemed to shrink. The soul beasts that had been preparing to ambush them also retreated.

"Second Soul Skill, Ice Dragon Claw!"