Title Douluo, Rank 9 Soul Master--Mountain City

"No! No! I absolutely have no intention of threatening you, Senior. Killing me truly brings you no benefit at all!"

Yao Lao narrowed his eyes, seemingly considering whether or not to let Guang Biao go.

"Senior, please hold your hand!"

Just then, a middle-aged man in uniform flew over and stopped directly in front of Guang Biao.

"Your Excellency Shancheng!"

Upon recognizing the newcomer, a look of surprise instantly appeared on Guang Biao's face, and he crawled to the middle-aged man's feet.

The middle-aged man looked down at Guang Biao and snorted coldly, "Always causing trouble!"

He then kicked Guang Biao away, sending him crashing through several large trees before he finally came to a stop. A mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth, and he immediately lost consciousness.

The middle-aged man then put on a smile and turned toward Yao Lao, bowing respectfully.

"Senior, I am Shancheng, the commander of the East Sea City Soul Master Legion."

"Oh~ I don't know you."

Shancheng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly regained his smile.

"It is only natural that a powerhouse like you would not know a small figure like me. However, I still hope that you can spare Guang Biao."

Yao Lao sneered and said, "Then tell me, why should I spare him? Or do you think that if I kill him, you can avenge him?"

"I would not dare! Your strength is unfathomable. Even if you insist on killing Guang Biao, I would not dare to seek revenge against you."

"Since you have no ability to stop me, why come here? Seeking death!"

In an instant, the aura around Yao Lao surged, and a terrifying pressure bore down on Shancheng like a flood.

Shancheng's face turned pale with shock. Rings of soul power rose from beneath his feet, and a purple-gold shield appeared in his hands.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

There were nine soul rings in total—a Title Douluo.

Only after manifesting all nine rings was Shancheng able to stabilize his stance.

"Senior! If you are determined to kill Guang Biao, I certainly cannot stop you, but you should consider the Federation, and even more so, you should consider those children."

"If I am not mistaken, you are only using a certain method to temporarily take over this child's body, and your true self is not even in East Sea City."

"If you truly kill Guang Biao on a whim, I will be obligated to report his death to the Federation. That is my duty."

"You can protect these children tonight, but what happens when you leave this child's body? The people from the Federation will surely come after these three children."

"This child is only a first-ring soul master. Even if his physical fitness is high, your power is ultimately too overwhelming. After tonight, even if you want to possess this child again, I fear it will take some time."

"Rather than that, it would be better to spare Guang Biao now. I give you my word, as a Title Douluo and the commander of the East Sea City Soul Master Legion, that no one will ever trouble these children."

Yao Lao fell silent.

Shancheng was right; after tonight, Yao Lao would be unable to protect Tang Wulin for a very long time.

After a long while, Yao Lao spoke.

"You are worthy of being a Title Douluo; your mind is quite clear. What you say makes a lot of sense."

"Senior, you flatter me!"

Shancheng's eyes lit up; he knew his words had moved the senior before him.

"However..." Yao Lao suddenly changed his tone: "You must take one punch from me. After that punch, I will let him go."

Shancheng gulped upon hearing this. At this point, he had no choice but to agree; Guang Biao could not die, or the loss to East Sea City would be too great.

However, he still harbored some luck, as Yao Lao had not mentioned using the Bone Chilling Flame. That flame could even melt spirit-forged metal, and Shancheng could not guarantee he could block it.

"Then, Senior, please enlighten me!"

The seventh soul ring beneath Shancheng's feet lit up instantly. Not daring to be arrogant, he directly activated his Martial Soul Avatar.

His eighth soul ring also lit up, and his entire body was instantly covered in a layer of purple-gold crystal armor.

The purple-gold shield in his hand expanded, blocking firmly in front of him.

Following that, a suit of armor-like existence appeared on his body—his two-word Battle Armor.

Finally, another red shield appeared in front of his purple-gold shield; it was his level-nine defensive soul tool.

"You certainly have many tricks!"

In truth, after some consideration, Yao Lao had already intended to spare Guang Biao. His request for Shancheng to take a punch was actually to see how his current abilities fared against the high-level combatants of this plane.

"Senior! Please!"

Shancheng made a gesture inviting Yao Lao to strike.

"Turtle shell."

Yao Lao's eyes narrowed. His figure moved like lightning as he threw a punch, instantly unleashing the Eight Extremities Collapse.

Generally speaking, a level-nine defensive soul tool could withstand a full-force strike from an ordinary Title Douluo.

"Bang!"

Yao Lao's fist was indeed blocked by this Level 9 defensive soul tool, and the massive shockwave whipped up a violent gale.

But the very next instant!

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Clear sounds of metal fracturing rang out from within that soul tool.

The hidden force of the Eight Extremities Collapse had taken effect; this so-called Level 9 defensive soul tool simply could not withstand it.

A few seconds later, it shattered all over the ground.

Yet, Yao Lao's punch had not ended; the eight waves of hidden force were still in effect, surging straight toward Mountain City's Avatar of the Martial Soul, the Purple Gold Shield.

"Pfft."

A mouthful of blood sprayed from Mountain City's lips. Only then did he truly realize just how terrifying this powerhouse, who was merely possessing a child's body, actually was.

The next moment, Mountain City directly deactivated his Avatar of the Martial Soul; he felt that if he continued to endure it like this, his martial soul might shatter.

Moreover, Mountain City could see that after the defenses of the Level 9 soul tool and the Avatar of the Martial Soul, the force of Yao Lao's punch had nearly run its course.

With the Avatar of the Martial Soul deactivated, Mountain City's two-word Battle Armor moved to protect its master, a layer of seven-colored light wrapping him completely. Combined with the eighth soul skill he had previously cast, Mountain City was confident he could withstand the remainder of the punch.

However, half a minute later, Mountain City stood there in a daze, his face deathly pale. Yao Lao stood smiling before him, patted his shoulder, and then crouched down to pick up a piece of metal debris from the ground.

That was... a piece of Battle Armor!

Mountain City's two-word Battle Armor had been completely smashed by Yao Lao's punch. The arrays within were utterly destroyed, and even the properties of the spirit-forged metal could not restore it; he would have to find a blacksmith and a mecha designer to forge it anew.

"This armor of yours is quite nice. You don't mind if I take a piece back to play with, do you?" Yao Lao said with a smile, holding a fragment that appeared to be part of the chest plate.

"I don't mind, I don't mind at all! It is my honor that you would take a liking to it, Senior!" How could Mountain City dare to refuse? That punch had truly nearly cost him his life.

"Very well! Then you may take this Guang Biao with you," Yao Lao said indifferently.

"Many thanks, Senior!"

Mountain City bowed deeply to Yao Lao, appeared beside Guang Biao the next moment, and quickly helped him up.

At the same time, he produced a storage soul tool and aimed it at Guang Biao's Black-Grade Mecha.