The Old Generation's Fighting Style! Putting a Hat on the Bear Lord.

The Core Area of the Star Dou Great Forest, Life Lake.

The once-tranquil lakeshore was now crowded with a chaotic throng of figures.

They were not humans, but Soul Beasts that had taken on human form after reaching the hundred-thousand-year level.

Some had transformed into burly men, others into elderly women, and some into children.

Many of the Soul Beasts had bruised faces, their heads swollen like leavened buns.

These were the marks left behind from being "invited" here over the past few days.

Did they refuse to obey orders?

Emperor Heaven would pay them a personal visit to "invite" them.

Still refused? He would beat them until they listened.

"On what grounds are you forcing us all together?"

"I've stayed in my own territory for tens of thousands of years; why should I move?"

"What has gotten into Lord Emperor Heaven?"

The buzzing of their discussions filled the air.

On a protruding rock by the lake, Bear Lord stood with his arms crossed, his dark golden pupils sweeping coldly across the crowd.

"Why did you have to drag them all in here?"

Zi Ji stood beside him.

Zi Ji ignored him, her expression grim.

However, her reason for looking so unpleasant was entirely different from Bear Lord's.

Can you stop squeezing? she gritted her teeth inwardly.

Jiang Ce's cackling laughter echoed in her mind, and that damned black silk bodysuit tightened a fraction more.

Zi Ji was on the verge of going insane.

From the moment she was parasitized, this bastard hadn't stopped for a second.

He squeezed while she walked, squeezed while she stood, squeezed while she flew, and even squeezed while she was talking to other fierce beasts.

Yet, she couldn't shake him off.

That mass of Black Slime had already permeated every corner of her body.

It couldn't be separated; it couldn't be torn away.

Moreover—she had indeed become stronger.

Her speed, strength, defense, perception, and spirit were all skyrocketing.

The price was simply too humiliating.

On the surface, she wore a purple dress, but underneath, it was a black silk bodysuit so sheer that everything beneath was visible.

It clung tightly to every inch of her skin.

Her body, which had never been touched by anyone, was being wantonly ravaged by this guy.

He kneaded and molded her at will.

"You detestable bastard."

She cursed again.

Bear Lord watched as Zi Ji's complexion shifted from livid to crimson, feeling utterly baffled.

"What is wrong with you?"

"It's none of your business." Zi Ji replied coldly.

Just as Bear Lord was about to say something else, a voice emanated from Zi Ji's body.

"What, do you have an opinion on your master's decision?"

Bear Lord's pupils constricted as he stared fixedly at the pitch-black tentacle extending from Zi Ji's shoulder.

It was this mass of Black Slime.

The culprit who had bewitched their master and caused all this chaos.

"What right does a thing like you have to boss people around in the Star Dou Great Forest?"

"What I am is not important." Jiang Ce's tentacle swayed. "What matters is that your master has acknowledged me."

"Acknowledged you?" Bear Lord snorted coldly. "Who knows what base methods you used to bewitch our master?"

"Bewitch?"

Jiang Ce's voice carried a hint of a smile.

"So, are you suggesting that your master is the kind of fool who is easily bewitched?"

Bear Lord opened his mouth, but the words he intended to speak caught firmly in his throat.

This is not a conversation I can engage in.

The Silver Dragon King is a being of what existence? In her prime, she was a God King. Hmm.

Even now, severely injured and in slumber, she is not someone he can boss around.

He, a mere nobody who isn't even a Level 99 Peerless Douluo, calling their Lord a fool? Bewitched?

He's tired of living.

Bear Lord gritted his teeth, his face contorted with frustration.

Jiang Ce's tentacles swayed, his voice still lazy.

"It seems you dare not speak."

"Then I shall speak for you—you believe your Lord is wise and mighty, incapable of being bewitched.

So, when you just said 'bewitched,' were you questioning your Lord's judgment?"

Another accusation, hurled by Jiang Ce onto Bear Lord's head.

Bear Lord's pupils contracted.

Questioning the Lord?

Cold sweat beaded on Bear Lord's forehead.

He could defy Emperor Heaven, he could curse this mass of black slime.

But he absolutely could not say their Lord was "bewitched" in front of the Silver Dragon King.

No judgment! Hmm.

This was courting death!

The Lord wouldn't even need to lift a finger; a single glance could utterly destroy him thousands of times over!

"I... I didn't mean that."

"Then what did you mean?"

Jiang Ce's tentacles probed forward.

"You say I bewitched your Lord, which means your Lord lacks judgment and is easily swayed.

You say your Lord lacks judgment, which means your Lord is unfit to be the Co-Lord of Soul Beasts.

Are you saying—you want that position?"

Jiang Ce's old-fashioned method of pinning accusations left Bear Lord ashen.

"I didn't! Don't you dare slander me!"

"Oh? Then what did you mean? What did I bewitch your Lord into doing? Which action was taken under my bewitchment?"

Bear Lord couldn't utter a single word.

Unifying soul beasts? Prohibiting infighting?

Opening up resources? These were all direct commands from the Lord.

If he said these were done under bewitchment, it would mean the Lord lacked judgment. Hmm.

If he said the Lord lacked judgment, it would mean questioning the Lord's authority.

He dared not speak further.

Silence fell over the entire area.

All the fierce beasts and Ten Thousand Year Soul Beasts stared blankly at the scene.

That mass of black slime, with just a few words, had silenced Bear Lord completely?

Just then, a clear, cold voice echoed from the heart of the lake.

"Bear Lord."

Silver light bloomed, and Gu Yuena's figure appeared in mid-air.

A white dress, silver hair, and purple eyes.

The Co-Lord of Soul Beasts—the Silver Dragon King.

All the fierce beasts and Ten Thousand Year Soul Beasts lowered their heads simultaneously.

Gu Yuena did not look at Bear Lord; her gaze swept across the entire assembly.

"Do any of you have objections to this Seat's decisions?"

The entire place fell into dead silence.

Bear Lord, steeling himself, spoke.

"My Lord, your subordinate does not understand. Why listen to that mass of black slime? Prohibiting high-level soul beasts from fighting? Gathering all soul beasts above Ten Thousand Years into the Core Area? This is essentially raising us like humans!"

"We are not humans! We are soul beasts! We rely on strength, on claws and fangs, on the law of the jungle! Not on rules or unification!"

Gu Yuena did not reply immediately.

She merely lifted her chin slightly, her gaze falling upon Bear Lord.

In an instant—a terrifying, extreme pressure descended from the sky.

Bear Lord's knees smashed into the ground, and the sound of shattering bones echoed from within his body.

He could not even remain standing.

Blood began to seep from his seven orifices.

His dark golden bear eyes were filled with terror.

It was not pain, but fear—fear from the depths of his bloodline.

The Silver Dragon King did not need to lift a finger; a single glance was enough to render him—

A beast of over three hundred thousand years, unable to even draw a breath.

Every Soul Beast present prostrated on the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

The moment that pressure descended, the instincts of every Soul Beast roared frantically—submit.

Gu Yuena spoke slowly.

"Do you still have objections to the decision of This Seat?"

Bear Lord could not utter a single word.

It was not that he did not want to speak, but under that pressure, he could not even form a coherent thought.

This was the Master.

Even injured, she was not a being he could contend with.

Now that Gu Yuena had fused with the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, her aura was countless times more terrifying than before.

Emperor Heaven stood to the side, his pupils slightly constricted.

That Black Slime had truly helped the Master recover significantly.

"Considering this is your first offense, This Seat will not kill you. If there is a next time, you will never need to stand again."

Gu Yuena withdrew her pressure and swept her gaze across the crowd.

"Since there are no objections, then let us begin."

She looked at Zi Ji—or rather, she looked at Jiang Ce upon Zi Ji.

"It is your turn."