Brother Luo's Fan is Fragrant, Great Mercy, Satisfying Xie Xie

The pen Lord Bear had been biting fell to the ground with a clatter.

His massive bear eyes were wide and round.

The doubt he had held in his heart earlier was: in the first lesson of human etiquette, why must one praise the opponent when being killed?

Now, Lord Bear had the answer.

It was to praise the opponent to death.

To talk the opponent to death with one's mouth.

Lord Bear could not help but feel a sense of reverence for Li Luo, Li Luo is truly worthy of being the Dragon Clan's Matriarch and Queen; she is truly extraordinary.

The fact that Li Luo was the Dragon Clan's Matriarch was something Di Tian had told him.

When they had first found Li Luo and Na'er, Di Tian had been full of shock, then told them with wild joy that they had not only found their Lord, but also the Matriarch.

At the time, Lord Bear had thought secretly to himself, What Matriarch? I, Old Bear, have never seen her; we aren't close.

But now, Lord Bear felt a tiny bit of approval toward Li Luo.

On the other side, Di Tian was very agitated. He excitedly transmitted his voice to Bi Ji and the others, "The Matriarch is the Queen of our Dragon Clan; no one can resist her charm."

"That human youth just now wanted to harm the Matriarch."

"Yet, the Matriarch told him to pierce his eyes, so he pierced his eyes; she told him to pierce his eardrums, so he pierced his eardrums."

"This is the supreme charm of the Matriarch."

Bi Ji's mouth twitched, and she felt quite bitter inside, Damn Di Tian, praising your Matriarch so hard right in front of others—where do you put me?

Don't even think about entering my room tonight.

Hmph, not only can you not enter, you'll have to kneel on a soul-tool washboard for me!

King of Ten Thousand Demons' roots, which flickered with wisdom, seemed to have insight into all the grudges and entanglements...

Setting aside the reactions of the fierce beasts.

Ba Jiushi, who was already unleashing his full power, revealed the aura of a nine-ring Title Douluo without reservation.

The terrifying momentum directly overturned the tables and chairs in the spectator stands.

The Nine-Section Skull Staff in his hand shone.

One of the skulls erupted with a scarlet light.

Ba Jiushi walked toward Li Luo and the others step by step. He walked deliberately slowly, as if he wanted to stomp on their hearts with every step.

Ba Jiushi felt some regret.

Ten thousand years ago, the great predecessor, the Death Messenger, had been dressed exactly like this, using the body of a Soul King to toy with a Super Douluo in the palm of his hand.

It was a pity he would not have such an opportunity.

His opponents were merely small soul masters.

Even if he used art to send these small soul masters to heaven today, the world would not remember his name.

"Sigh, I originally wanted to let Xiao Wu complete this explosion of art, to see if I could lure out some strong experts and then secretly help Xiao Wu snipe them."

"I didn't expect Xiao Wu to be gone just like that."

"I can no longer replicate the great glory of the predecessor, the Death Messenger, from ten thousand years ago."

"Regret!"

"Such great regret!"

"A pity!"

"Truly a pity!"

"Without a powerful enemy."

"The glory of the predecessor, the Death Messenger, will never be recreated."

Ba Jiushi shook his skull staff, a red light flashed across one of the skulls, and it spat out a scarlet ball of light.

The scarlet ball of light merged into the corpse of Wu Liuqi.

"Explode!"

Ba Jiushi said softly.

Before the corpse explosion could even detonate, Ba Jiushi had already turned and walked away.

He did not look back.

A real man never looks back at an explosion.

This was the creed of Ba Jiushi's life.

But he walked and walked.

Eh?

Why hasn't it exploded yet?

Ba Jiushi's face was looking a little worse for wear.

As a dignified nine-ring Titled Douluo who aspired to become a great man like his predecessor, the Death Messenger, did he not have a reputation to maintain?

He could not turn back.

He absolutely must not turn back to look!

Just endure it.

Endure it a little longer!

Perhaps the explosion was just slightly delayed.

That was all perfectly normal.

Ba Jiushi frantically tried to build up his mental defenses.

However, he had waited for nearly a quarter of an hour, his pace slower than a snail's, yet his art still had not bloomed.

His complexion shifted from iron-blue to a look of resignation, and he muttered under his breath, "It is fortunate that Xiao Wu has already returned to dust and become a corpse. Otherwise, if he had seen this, where would I, his teacher, put my face?"

It didn't matter anymore!

Since the explosion art had run into a minor problem, he would just have to do it himself.

A nine-ring Titled Douluo.

Invincible under the heavens.

A look of disdain appeared on Ba Jiushi's face; within this small Blacksmith Association, he was invincible.

Even without his explosion art, wiping out everyone here would be as easy as turning over his hand.

The only regret was that his art could not bloom.

Ba Jiushi felt an endless sense of pity in his heart.

Just then, he heard a deep, booming voice.

"Boss, do you think this guy is an idiot? Why has he been standing there like a statue for so long? He seems to have a lot of drama playing out on his face, too."

Lord Bear looked at Ba Jiushi with some confusion.

He couldn't help but want to pull out his notebook to record his question so that he could fill in the answer once he had it later.

However, the situation seemed a bit serious right now.

This person was trying to persecute their Mistress!

The situation could be considered somewhat urgent.

If he pulled out his notebook to record this, he would probably get scolded by Di Tian again, who would say he wasn't attending to his proper duties and that he didn't care about the great cause of the soul beast revival.

Although he felt the situation was urgent, it wasn't exactly critical.

But he decided to skip pulling out the notebook.

Lord Bear thought to himself, "For the sake of unity among soul beasts, I have made many sacrifices. If it weren't for me, the Star Dou Beast Group would have fallen apart sooner or later."

Ever since Lord Bear interrupted King of Ten Thousand Demons' perfect answer to a critical question, King of Ten Thousand Demons had found Lord Bear to be an eyesore.

King of Ten Thousand Demons spoke up, "Are you stupid? That man can't move because he's been frozen by the Boss's aura."

"Stop arguing, both of you."

Di Tian's expression was cold, "Finish him off quickly; don't let the Lord and Mistress worry."

Di Tian was somewhat worried that the Lord and Mistress would see that the team he brought was a bit disorganized.

"Oh!"

Lord Bear responded and walked toward Ba Jiushi.

From his body, a terrifying aura of a fierce beast erupted.

A sky-piercing murderous intent locked onto Ba Jiushi.

Ba Jiushi had already been scared to the point of wetting himself; just as he was feeling smug, he was suddenly locked onto by a terrifying aura.

That aura was like a mountain, like a sea.

It was terrifying to the extreme.

He didn't dare to move at all.

He was afraid that if he moved even an inch, his entire body would be torn to shreds.

Why was it so terrifying?

In this small Aolai City, shouldn't he, a nine-ring Titled Douluo evil soul master, be invincible?

How could he have encountered such a terrifying existence?

Beads of sweat the size of beans poured incessantly from Ba Jiushi's face, flowing down as if they were free of charge.

Lord Bear walked toward him step by step.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Lord Bear's tonnage was immense; even though he had transformed into human form, he still stood over two meters tall.

His shoulders were frighteningly broad.

With such weight, every step he took caused the ground to tremble with a rhythmic thud.

Lord Bear's pace was not fast, yet every step felt as though it were stomping heavily upon Ba Jiushi's heart.

Ba Jiushi fell into despair. Another terrifying aura. Why would such a fearsome opponent appear in a tiny place like Aolai City?

"Who... who are you people?"