First Battle Against a Title Douluo

"I also know that your Grand Elder deliberately gave herself to your Chief Elder!"

"She never actually liked my Ancestor Xuan. She was merely following Old Ghost Zhongli's orders, trying to infiltrate Shrek Academy and seize control of its intelligence."

"But then her teacher, the previous leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, Old Ghost Zhongli, forcibly made her bear the current leader, Zhongli Wu. He inherited her evil martial soul, the Death God Puppet. Meanwhile, our Spirit Department's dean, Yan Shaozhe, possessed the Bright Phoenix martial soul... Don't you think that's quite the coincidence?" Mu Baobao said with a smile.

"Besides, your Holy Spirit Cult leader's wife, Evil Phoenix Douluo Feng Ling, was also our dean's first lover. Tell me, why did that father-son pair both love messing around with other people's wives so much?"

"Huh?" Nightmare Douluo was dumbfounded. Where had this brat learned all this earth-shattering gossip?

Even he had never expected the relationship between the Holy Spirit Cult and Shrek Academy to be this tangled.

Not even Dragon God Douluo, a Peerless Douluo, knew these secrets. A few people within the Holy Spirit Cult knew something, but those were taboo matters.

Anyone who dared speak of them was tired of living.

"Brat, you should know that some things cannot be said carelessly!" Nightmare Douluo said darkly.

Mu Baobao spread his hands. "I truly admire your mental fortitude. You can endure even more than those two guys from Shrek Academy, Ninja Turtle and Ninja Dragon. No wonder you've lived so long."

Even after he had said this much, they still had not attacked him. That was why he really liked villains.

They had schemes, drive, determination, lofty ambitions... Meanwhile, the righteous side spent all day falling in love and had no ambition whatsoever... The two simply could not be compared, yet because of protagonist plot armor... villains would forever be weaker than the righteous side.

Victory was written by the strong. The Holy Spirit Cult spent every day thinking of ways to hide. How could their state of mind possibly be good?

"Sigh, I can only forcibly take you back and have you undergo the baptism of darkness and evil. No one can refuse the temptation of corruption. Some time ago, there was a little girl from your Shrek Academy as well. Her martial soul was actually a useless one... Blue Silver Grass."

"Normally, a trash martial soul like that could not cultivate at all. That Sea God Tang San from your First Generation Shrek Seven Devils was only born because his parents had no moral restraint and engaged in human-beast romance, producing a bastard. That was why his martial soul was not Blue Silver Grass, but the Blue Silver Emperor..."

"What is laughable is that the Tang Sect actually treated Blue Silver Grass as its sect's martial soul. It would be strange if it did not decline. Although hidden weapons could not compare to Soul Tools... they could at least slow the sect's decline!"

Mu Baobao was actually quite pleased to hear Nightmare Douluo say that, because he had never liked Tang Buddha Ancestor in the first place. That excuse had harmed countless disciples.

Tang Ya should have remained so innocent and carefree, rather than carrying the burden of reviving the sect while still playing around so thoughtlessly, as the readers claimed. That responsibility should never have been hers to bear, and in the end she had fucking turned dark.

In the current storyline, she had likely already dropped out while Beibei and the others were taking part in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, awakened Dark Blue Silver Grass, and been taken back by the Holy Spirit Cult to become the Blue Silver Saintess—all because of his interference.

Ma Xiaotao had not been struck by the dark attribute of the Sun Moon Soul Engineer Academy's eighth-grade Judgment Sword and mutated into a Dark Phoenix. Even one-fifth of her Evil Fire had directly transformed into ultimate Phoenix fire.

He had nearly drained himself dry, though, and his kidneys... hurt like hell. It was utterly ridiculous.

The original story had also been full of suspicious points. Ma Xiaotao had been brought back to the Sea God Pavilion by Xuan Zi and sealed away. Over a dozen Title Douluo were stationed there at any given time, unlike the Holy Spirit Cult, whose elders and enshrined elders were all out carrying out missions. How could anyone be so absurdly capable as to steal someone from the Sea God Pavilion?

Either Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao or Death God Douluo Ye Xishui must have personally made a move. Dragon God Douluo Mu En could not refuse them.

In the end, the people who understood Evil Soul Masters best were Evil Soul Masters themselves. If this continued, Ma Xiaotao would only suffer torture and might even be unable to awaken.

He felt it was because Mu En had calmly told Huo Yuhao that once he was strong enough, he could bring Ma Xiaotao back. That alone showed Mu En truly knew where Ma Xiaotao had gone.

Thinking of this, a hint of helplessness appeared in Mu Baobao's eyes. Tang Ya was also technically his younger brother's wife.

He wanted very much to save her... but he truly had no way to do so now. If he wanted to fight a Peerless Douluo—

He would need to become a Title Douluo himself, then put on Four-Word Battle Armor, together with his Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Black Kyurem or White Flame Kyurem.

"I should've told Ancestor Xuan earlier," he muttered. Mu En was a rank ninety-nine Radiant Sacred Dragon, Yan Shaozhe was a rank ninety-seven Bright Phoenix, and there was also a rank ninety-seven Tree of Life.

Zhuang Lao, Life Douluo, could absolutely force out the darkness and evil while ensuring Tang Ya survived...

The result, though, would probably be that the evil vanished along with her Soul Power, turning her into an ordinary person. As for Ma Xiaotao, he could make her stronger through dual cultivation.

Over the past dozen years, her Evil Fire had erupted countless times, but he had never crossed that final line with her. At the time, he had not fallen for her either.

He had not wanted to hold the girl back. He had merely treated her like a giant popsicle. The Evil Fire would be suppressed, then revive... The effect had been far too limited. This time, aside from being genuinely worried that something would happen, years of spending time together had finally stirred a strange feeling within him.

And if she stayed with him, their reputations would probably be completely tied together. It was truly helpless.

Tang Ya was different. Blue Silver Grass had originally been a trash martial soul. The fact that she could cultivate at all was already heaven-defying. Mutating into an evil martial soul counted as one possible path for her.

Her final Soul Ring configuration had been all black with red, and she even had a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor become her Soul Spirit to evolve her bloodline. That was practically cheating her way to heaven, wasn't it?

"So, darkness and corruption can grant you endless joy, potential..."

Nightmare Douluo waved his claws, looking both domineering and crazed. Mu Baobao simply could not stand that appearance of his. Why did villains trying to recruit people—

Always like to make all kinds of speeches? In the end, outsiders were unaffected, while they themselves were moved to tears.

"Second Soul Skill, Ice Dragon Claw!"

Kyurem roared into the world. As the thousand-year Soul Ring flashed, endless ice and snow converged into a dragon claw and furiously clawed toward Nightmare Douluo. "If you want to fight, then fight. I don't have time to listen to your speech!"

Nightmare Douluo also felt that extreme cold. He slowly raised his right hand. Without using a Soul Ring, a Hand of Nightmare appeared.

Black and gray collided violently in midair as the dragon claw and demonic hand clashed. The evil darkness and the sharp chill of battle intent each occupied half the sky.

It was an evenly matched battle, though Nightmare Douluo had clearly held back. "Brat, you really won't reconsider?"

He clearly considered this fellow a talent, and one with an extraordinary background. Mu Baobao gave him his answer as his first Soul Ring flashed.

"Battle Cry!"

Kyurem let out a fierce roar, and battle intent instantly spread through its body, boosting all its abilities.

Centered on his body, Nightmare Douluo's Nightmare martial soul also roared, releasing dark elements and spiritual power to form rippling energy waves.

Mu Baobao was immediately struck by dark corrosion and a spiritual shock. Purple-black sound waves, accompanied by intense dark fluctuations, spread toward him.

Upon hitting a target, it reduced their output by twenty percent and their speed by fifty percent. This was Nightmare Douluo's first Soul Skill.

"Nightmare Night!"

A weakening Soul Skill. The boost from Battle Cry was completely erased, and even slightly reduced... After all, a thousand-year Soul Ring was facing a hundred-year Soul Ring.

Even if his martial soul was heaven-defying, the difference in cultivation was still far too great, not to mention that the Soul Ring's age had been increased through devouring evolution.

It had also become Fear Roar and Nightmare Demon's Fury, mixed with powerful spiritual and emotional fluctuations. If he personally took the hit, he would likely be knocked back and stunned for ten seconds.

"Second Soul Skill, Nightmare Demon Illusion Mist!"

Thick fog reduced Mu Baobao's vision. His spiritual power dropped by twenty percent, and all sorts of illusions arose to interfere with his movements.

It was as if he had arrived in a graveyard, filled with rotten trees, swamps, corpses, tombstones, and coffins.

To be honest, Mu Baobao really could not tell what was real and what was fake, so he did not get up and walk around. Since he could not make it out, he simply would not look. He was rather afraid of what he might see.

Some unpleasant scenes—his friends from Shrek Academy being abused? Lifeless objects coming alive and attacking him? Those were common types of illusions.

What he mainly did not know was whether Nightmare Douluo could see the illusions. If Shi Nian, that Soul Saint from back then, had been able to see Tang San's illusion... he probably would not have been counter-killed. That had been Tang San's greatest secret.

He was a transmigrator, after all. If that miserable previous life appeared, and he still failed to take down Nightmare Douluo, he would be completely screwed. Everyone at Shrek would look at him strangely and assume he had possessed Mu Baobao's body.

"Third Soul Skill, Freezing Wind!"

Within the environment of Devil Mountain, Freezing Wind received an unprecedented boost, becoming incomparably cold.

The drifting snow was like sharp blades. All the black mist froze, and every illusion was shattered, yet there was no physical substance at all... Instead, a humanoid ice sculpture emerged, its mouth still shouting as its Soul Rings flashed.

"Third Soul Skill, Nightmare Demon Transformation Realm!" He merged himself into the target's illusion. In the Illusory Night state, his body gathered dark elements ten percent faster.

His speed increased by twenty percent, and he was immune to all damage his cultivation could withstand. Mu Baobao watched in alarm. Fortunately, he had not hesitated in the slightest.

Nightmare Douluo could actually merge into the environment? Fortunately, he had acted quickly without hesitation.

Otherwise, the bastard might really have discovered his secret. Their exchanges of several Soul Skills had all been evenly matched solely because Mu Baobao's martial soul was sufficiently heaven-defying.

Then... his skill levels were simply too low. Otherwise, victory would absolutely have been one-sided.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Nightmare Demon True Body!"

Nightmare Douluo instantly transformed into a towering ancient demon king, all his abilities tripling.

The vertical eye behind him flashed as it absorbed the surrounding dark elements and spiritual power. It could independently condense his first six Soul Skills, all of which dealt spiritual and dark-element damage.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Kyurem True Body!"

A bipedal, gray-blue Mechanical Ice Dragon appeared, with an icy-blue spiked snout, yellow crown-like horns, a massive turbine tail, and an energy interface on its back. It was an extremely modern Soul Guidance construct.

It appeared opposite Nightmare, no longer in its usual illusory state but a solid, tangible entity. Even as the Strongest Dragon—

It was still at a slight disadvantage against the ancient demon king. After all, they were separated by two major cultivation realms. Seeing this, Mu Baobao suddenly waved his hand.

A Black Soul Coin emerged, followed by a massive chest engraved with Kyurem. Countless components poured out from within and assembled around his body.

Black and white armor, shaped like a giant dragon and split evenly between the two colors, formed around him. It also had black-and-white wings and a cape, radiating indescribable majesty and dominance.

Dragon claws, dragon horns, dragon scales...

It was filled with evil and goodness. This could be considered the only Three-Word Battle Armor currently on Douluo Continent.

As its creator, he naturally had the right to wear it first. Custom-making it for him had left Qian Duoduo and Tie Wuji overwhelmed.

They had needed to consider how to keep goodness and evil in balance. Based on Kyurem and the Judgment Sword, Mu Baobao had suggested a regulating mechanism in the middle, allowing them to merge with each other.

It could also amplify goodness and evil. Its cost had nearly consumed one-tenth of the Soul Guidance Department's reserves, showing just how absurd it was. Even after Three-Word Battle Armor was fully introduced, there likely would not be many sets that could surpass this one.

For Three-Word Battle Armor to evolve into Four-Word Battle Armor, it needed to be nourished with a Soul Master's lifetime of Soul Power, spiritual power, and life force. The materials of his Battle Armor could fully withstand ninth-grade Heavenly Refinement, but unfortunately, the highest refinement was only Soul Refinement.

However, it would be relatively easy for it to evolve. After all, his three martial souls were simply too heaven-defying. The instant it appeared, a massive taiji diagram spread outward with Kyurem at its center.

It extended outward, with him and Nightmare Douluo respectively occupying the black and white regions. It strengthened and weakened their power. This was the Battle Armor's... Good and Evil Domain.

Its effect was very simple. He judged goodness and evil himself, then weakened or enhanced strength accordingly.

It was a simple, brutal domain. Mu Baobao's pressure instantly reached that of a Title Douluo. Because of his ultimate attributes and domain suppression, it even surpassed Nightmare Douluo's, leaving him utterly incredulous.

Two-Word Battle Armor already used Spirit Refined metal and could merge into the body like a Soul Bone. Three-Word Battle Armor could automatically defend, and a small portion possessed domains.

However, for the sake of looking cool, he still preferred the pose of the Four Little Powerhouses summoning their holy armor. Putting it on did not take any effort anyway, and he would not have chances to show off later.

In the era of Legend of the Dragon King, even Four-Word Battle Armor was extremely rare. It was completely equivalent to another self.

It was also known as Demigod Armor.

"What exactly is this armor of yours?"

Nightmare Douluo's face was filled with disbelief. Not only had it raised Mu Baobao from Soul Saint to Title Douluo, it even possessed a domain.

Quite a few people had domain-type Soul Skills, but true domains were simply too rare... The Holy Spirit Cult's Chief Elder, Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, Grand Elder Death God Douluo Ye Xishui—

And Sea God Pavilion Master Dragon God Douluo Mu En, the three great Peerless Douluo, did not possess them. Let alone people like them.

In Peerless Tang Sect, even Huo Yuhao theoretically did not possess a domain. His two domains, the Sky Dream Domain—

Had originated from the seemingly most useless of the four Soul Skills Sky Dream Ice Silkworm once gave him: spiritual interference. As Huo Yuhao's spiritual power continuously evolved, it had finally combined with his second Soul Skill, Simulation, to form this miraculous spiritual domain, allowing large-scale simulation, invisibility, transformation...

Snow Dance Extreme Ice Domain was the fusion skill of the Eternal Frozen Domain Soul Skill from the Ice Empress Scorpion torso bone and the Snow Dance Shining Sun Soul Skill from the Soul Ring Snow Empress had given him. The two Soul Skills combined into an immensely powerful technique.

Both domains were merely products of fused domain-type Soul Skills. They were not like the Divine Slaughter's Domain, Sea God Domain, Blue Silver Domain, Asura Domain, Angel Domain, Death Domain, or Rakshasa Domain that formed naturally when deities released their Soul Power...

Still... no one dared claim those were not domains. According to the intelligence sent back about Battle Armor—

Wasn't it only supposed to raise a Soul Emperor to a Soul Saint? How had it now directly raised a Soul Saint to a Title Douluo, and even given him a fucking domain?

Nightmare Douluo fell into a daze. This was fucking starting to look like a loss, but then he remembered something.

"White, black... There won't be yellow in the middle, then red afterward, right?" After all, grades were determined according to the colors of Soul Rings, Soul Bones...

Nightmare Douluo realized that this armor likely had several grades as well. Mu Baobao nodded.

"Very smart. Your reward is death!"