Picking Up Scraps Right in Poison Douluo's Face-This Time, He'd Brought His Own Coffin

Deep within the Star Dou Great Forest, the dense forest stretches like a sea, with ancient trees reaching for the sky.

A white figure darted swiftly through the dense canopy of trees like a large bird.

The newcomer was dressed in an exquisite white robe, his old face was furrowed, and his brows were filled with undisguised vigilance and greed.

"Strange... that nine-colored spectacle that shot straight into the sky not long ago, and that earth-shattering tiger's roar, clearly came from this direction."

"This should be the origin of the beast tide, but where is it?"

The old man in white robes landed lightly on the branch of a giant tree, muttering to himself:

With the hope of finding a bargain, the white-robed elder mustered his Soul Power and suppressed his aura to the extreme.

He cautiously groped his way forward.

The closer you get to the core area, the more shocking the damage becomes.

Large tracts of trees, hundreds of meters tall, were snapped in half.

The ground was covered with deep, crisscrossing gullies, as if it had been plowed by a sharp sword.

The old man in white robes crouched low and quietly parted the last leaf of the lush bush in front of him.

The sight before him made him catch his breath, his eyes widening in utter shock and disbelief!

It was a huge crater, hundreds of meters in diameter.

Two Soul Beast corpses lay across the center of the pit!

The corpse on the left is a strangely shaped black tiger with a bloody hole several meters in diameter rotting in its abdomen.

Even though it was long since devoid of life, the lingering malevolent aura still made people uneasy.

The corpse of the deer Soul Beast on the right emitted a warm, jade-like nine-colored halo.

It exudes a sacred and divine charm that transcends the mundane world.

"What kind of Soul Beast is this?!"

The old man in white robes gasped.

The thought that these two strange, Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast might possess Soul Bone instantly overwhelmed his reason with greed.

A fanatical glint flashed in the eyes of the white-robed old man.

He pushed off the tree trunk with both feet and strode eagerly toward the two corpses.

But before his hand could even touch the Nine-Colored Deer's magnificent fur,

A sudden change has occurred!

Behind the enormous body of the Nine-Colored Deer, a tall and slender young man strolled out without warning.

The boy wore an immaculate blue robe, his face showing a lazy, sleepy look.

The old man in white robes was startled.

"Who?!"

He staggered back more than ten steps as if he had been electrocuted.

His Soul Power surged out unconsciously as he warily stared at the boy who had appeared out of nowhere.

But after seeing the person's face clearly, the old man in the white robe relaxed.

He's just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid.

The junior, barely out of his teens, didn't even possess any noteworthy Soul Power pressure.

"Phew... so he's just an arrogant brat who doesn't know his place."

The old man in white robes straightened the wrinkles in his robes, and a haughty, aloof smile slowly curled at the corners of his lips.

"You brat!"

The old man in white robes put his hands behind his back, adopting the stern posture of a highly accomplished sage, and uttered a deafening shout:

"Which family's junior are you?"

Why are you here all alone?

"I ask you, how exactly did these two Ferocious Beast die?"

"Tell me everything you know, in detail. If you utter even a single falsehood, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As he spoke, in order to completely intimidate this "ignorant junior," the old man unleashed his full Soul Power, causing it to explode with a deafening roar!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!

Seven dazzling Soul Ring rose slowly from beneath his feet.

The overwhelming pressure of Soul Sage of level 70 or higher crashed down on Ye Qing!

As the old man in white robes had anticipated.

Under the overwhelming pressure of a Soul Sage, a mere teenager should be weak in the knees, collapsing to the ground, crying and begging for mercy.

However.

The young man in blue opposite him didn't even lift his eyelids.

Ye Qing remained standing there, completely relaxed.

He looked at the arrogant old man in white robes in front of him as if he were a fool.

My initial interest vanished instantly.

That's it?

Ye Qing let out a deep sigh.

"After all that fuss, it turns out the one who came here was just a lowly Soul Sage?"

"What a waste of my time."

Ye Qing lazily turned around and waved to the shadow of the ancient tree behind him that blocked out the sky.

"Old Poison, stop hiding, come out."

"Just some trash came along, not even good enough to fill a tooth gap."

The old man in white robes was completely stunned.

Little Soul Sage?

Small piece of trash?!

Is this kid so scared he's lost his mind and his brain is fried?

I am the supreme Soul Sage!

He's a powerful figure across the entire Douluo Continent, yet this brat calls him "trash"?

"You scoundrel! Arrogant and conceited! I think you're courting death!"

The old man in white robes flew into a rage.

He was just about to raise his hand to teach this arrogant brat a lesson he would never forget.

Boom--!!!

An immense pressure, surpassing all living beings, crashed down from behind the ancient tree.

Click!

The hard rock beneath the white-robed old man's feet instantly shattered into powder.

The terrifying, suffocating pressure of the rules felt like a colossal mountain weighing heavily on his shoulders.

"Thump!"

He had no room to resist.

The old man in white robes suddenly lost his balance, his kneecaps slamming into the ground, blood spurting from his knees.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, staining his white robes in a mottled pattern.

His seven Soul Ring, under the impact of this terrifying aura,

Like snowflakes exposed to the scorching sun, it trembled violently, only to be forcefully forced back into its body.

"This... this is..."

The white-robed old man's eye sockets ripped open, and extreme fear instantly overwhelmed his mind.

This overwhelming pressure, as if the heavens and earth were pouring down, is definitely the work of Titled Douluo!

Under the shadows of the trees,

Dugu Bo, exuding overwhelming power, strode out with a swaying gait.

Her long, dark green hair fell casually over her shoulders.

A pair of deep, serpentine green eyes coldly looked down at the old man kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

Nine dazzling Soul Ring, accompanied by a dense, almost black, jade-green Poison Fog, pulsed violently around him.

"Ye Qing, you're really getting worse as you get older."

Dugu Bo, with his hands behind his back, glared at Ye Qing with annoyance:

"To cooperate with you, I have concealed my presence."

"That's all?"

"A mere Soul Sage at level seventy-something, I could kill him with a fart!"

Ye Qing shrugged.

"Old Poison, you can't say that. Better safe than sorry."

The white-robed old man kneeling in the pit struggled to raise his head.

When he saw Dugu Bo's signature dark green hair, emerald green snake eyes, and the overwhelming poison emanating from his body, his old face turned deathly pale!

Phosphorus is highly poisonous!

Nine Soul Ring!

"Azure... Azure Phosphorus Douluo? Poison Douluo Dugu Bo!"

The old man in white robes screamed inwardly, filled with regret!

Titled Douluo!

It was actually the infamous and ruthless Poison Douluo!

Just now, he actually unleashed his Soul Sage aura on a junior in front of the renowned Poison Douluo?

He even threatened to teach them a lesson?

This is like an old man eating poison! It's outrageous!