The leader, a scarred man, vaulted off his horse, his gaze sweeping over Cuihua with unbridled, primal lust.
"Gentlemen... kind sirs, I am a law-abiding citizen of the Heaven Dou Empire. I have money, I'll give it to you."
Seeing this, Cuihua's face drained of color, and she tremblingly fished a few gold soul coins from her bodice.
However, the scarred man didn't even glance at the coins on the ground. He merely took a deep, greedy sniff of Cuihua's scent and sneered, "Heaven Dou Empire? Never heard of that backwater."
"But you don't have a shred of Dou Qi fluctuation on you, yet you dare to appear in Black Wind Ridge alone? Heh, since you've delivered yourself to our doorstep, don't blame us brothers for being impolite!"
"Out here in the wilderness, it's the perfect time for us to have some fun!"
Hearing this, Cuihua tried to flee in terror; although she only had level 5 soul power, she was still a Spirit Scholar.
But the moment she took a step, the scarred man reached out and grabbed her.
"Bang!"
A massive force clamped directly onto her shoulder. The next second, Cuihua felt her bones being crushed as easily as if they were tofu.
"Ah!"
"Running? This little wench actually wants to run?"
Seeing this, the surrounding bandits burst into raucous laughter.
"Boss, don't kill her yet. Should we take her back to the stronghold? Or just do it here..."
"Obviously right here, hehehehehe."
The scene that followed descended into absolute chaos.
Cuihua's screams, accompanied by the sound of tearing fabric, rang out, sounding particularly jarring through the live broadcast.
Though she was a Spirit Scholar, she was as weak as a newborn infant compared to these bandits who lived by the blade and possessed Dou Qi or even the strength of a Dou Practitioner.
Just like that, after several dozen minutes, the sounds in the broadcast gradually faded, leaving only the vulgar chatter of the satisfied bandits.
And on the ground lay a miserable, blood-soaked corpse that no longer resembled a human being.
Then, the scarred leader ended Cuihua's suffering with a casual slash of his blade and spat on the body.
"Pah, what a bore. Dead already."
[The third explorer, Cuihua, confirmed dead!]
Meanwhile, on the Douluo Continent.
In Heaven Dou City, countless civilian women watching the broadcast covered their eyes in terror, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
As for the powerful Spirit Masters, they were filled with fury, wishing they could charge over there immediately.
At Shrek Academy, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu were pale as sheets, unable to stop themselves from dry-heaving.
"Animals, a bunch of animals!!"
Liu Erlong, with her explosive temper, kicked a table to pieces, her eyes bloodshot and flames practically erupting from her body.
"Do the people in that world have no humanity? In broad daylight, they actually..."
Beside her, Dai Mubai and Tang San were ashen-faced, their knuckles cracking as they clenched their fists.
"The most terrifying part isn't their cruelty."
Tang San took a deep breath, forcing down his rage, and hit the nail on the head: "It's their strength."
"That scarred man appears to be nothing more than a common bandit leader."
"Yet, with a casual grab, without using any soul skills—relying only on physical strength and simple energy infusion—he shattered Cuihua's shoulder blade."
"Although Cuihua is only level 5, her physical constitution is still slightly stronger than an ordinary person's."
"But the force of that bandit leader's grip is likely no less than that of a Power Attack System Great Spirit Master, perhaps even stronger!"
"And that is just the lowest-level bandit in the Battle Through the Heavens World..."
Tang San's words left the rest of the Shrek group feeling a sense of despair.
Opportunities everywhere?
Perhaps.
But in a world without law, where the strong prey upon the weak to the extreme, the weak don't even have the right to be treated as human!
"That world is too chaotic, too dangerous..."
Ning Rongrong, in particular, was terrified. As an Auxiliary System Spirit Master, if she were to encounter such bandits while alone, her fate would likely be no better than Cuihua's.
Meanwhile, following the rapid deaths of the others, soon only Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang and his group remained on the screen.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was unaware that within these few short minutes, two of his teammates had already been sacrificed in such a miserable fashion.
As for him, he also descended into a relatively sparse forest.
However, what he did not expect was that the spiritual energy here was far too abundant; the dense energy, in particular, made his entire body feel comfortable, and even his soul power, which had been stuck at level 29 for years, actually showed signs of loosening.
"Wonderful, simply wonderful!"
Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, his face full of intoxication.
"In this kind of cultivation environment, even a pig could cultivate into a Title Douluo!"
He acted as soon as he thought of it, summoning Luo Sanpao immediately to stand guard in the surroundings.
"Luo-luo!" Upon arriving in this new world, Luo Sanpao also appeared exceptionally excited, rooting around on the ground.
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the grass ahead. Yu Xiaogang's eyes narrowed, and he quickly assumed a combat stance.
But when he saw the creature that emerged, he laughed.
Because it was nothing more than a wolf with a crimson body, no more than two meters long, that looked somewhat scrawny.
Not only that, but there was not the slightest fluctuation of a soul ring on this wolf's body; although its aura was somewhat scorching, it was not yet violent or unbearable.
"According to my Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls, let us observe."
Yu Xiaogang faced the camera and began his habitual lecturing, his voice full of confidence and composure, as if he were giving a vivid practical lesson to an audience across the entire continent.
"This wolf-like creature is small in stature; although its teeth are sharp, they do not glint, and its movements are sluggish."
"In the Douluo Continent, this should belong to a mutated subspecies of the Red Fire Wolf."
"Judging the age of a soul beast mainly depends on its body length and soul power fluctuations. This fellow is less than two meters long, clearly in its infancy, and at most, it is on the level of a ten-year soul beast."
"Perfect, I shall use you as the first stepping stone for this Master's arrival in this world!"
Speaking of this, the corners of Yu Xiaogang's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes filled with contempt.
Meanwhile, inside Shrek Academy.
After hearing the Master's professional analysis, the group, who had been feeling stifled due to Cuihua's tragic death, breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"Phew, it's a good thing the Master ran into such a weakling."
Ma Hongjun wiped away cold sweat and relaxed, saying, "It seems not everywhere is filled with perverts."
"The Master is worthy of being the Master!"
Conversely, the look of worship in Tang San's eyes grew even more intense. Watching his teacher speaking eloquently on the screen, he could not help but exclaim:
"Even after arriving in a higher-dimensional world, Teacher can still maintain such a calm mind, instantly judging the strength of an opponent through their appearance and habits. This is the mindset of the strong!"
"I have also looked at that wolf; its steps are indeed unsteady and its eyes are unfocused. It should be a sick wolf abandoned by its pack."
"Although Teacher is only level 29, he is a leader among Great Soul Masters. Coupled with the mutated attributes of Luo Sanpao, dealing with a ten-year soul beast can be said to be as easy as turning over one's hand!"
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