Subdue

This old poison freak did not have that kind of ability. Black qi spread across his face, and the faint green that had originally shown through was already covered by a blackish-gray color. Even his eyeballs had turned ashen, and his entire body began to give off an aura of death.

Dugu Bo began bleeding from all seven orifices, his whole body convulsing. Even though he used every ounce of strength he had to suppress, break down, and purge the Death Spider poison inside him, it only eased the symptoms slightly. He could not stop the toxin from spreading, nor could he stop his life from draining away.

"Ah!"

Dugu Bo screamed and collapsed to the floor, rolling around wildly. His face twisted hideously from the pain, and everyone could see that his vitality was being rapidly corroded. He was actually about to be poisoned to death.

"How terrifying!"

Xue Tianya, Meng Shenji, and the others turned deathly pale, cold sweat pouring down their faces. They could not imagine what kind of poison could make Dugu Bo, a Douluo whose title was "Poison," fail to last even a few minutes before being poisoned to death.

Could this man be the true "Poison" Douluo who reigned supreme through poison?

Zhu Huang looked at Dugu Bo as he struggled in agony and asked, "Brother Dugu, how about it? Do you admit defeat?"

"I... admit defeat!"

Dugu Bo trembled as he said those three words. By now, his face was completely smeared with the dark, filthy blood flowing from his seven orifices, giving off a foul, fishy stench. Wherever he had rolled across the floor, the expensive flooring was stained blackish gray, then crumbled into powder under his touch.

Because Zhilin was rather close and could not dodge in time, Dugu Bo brushed against him. He immediately let out a scream as blackish-gray qi spread rapidly across his face. He toppled over headfirst, struggled a few times, and looked as if he was about to die.

Zhu Huang glanced at him and casually waved his sleeve. The blackish-gray qi on Zhilin's body was dispelled at once, but Zhilin had already fallen unconscious. His vitality was like a flickering candle flame; if Zhu Huang had rescued him even a little later, they could have started preparing to drink his blood.

This scene frightened the watching Xue Tianya and Meng Shenji until all color drained from their faces. Such a terrifying poison—an eighty-first-level Soul Douluo died the instant he touched it. Although they were a little stronger, if even a trace got on them, they would probably die on the spot as well.

In other words, as long as Zhu Huang wanted to, he could kill the three of them without a trace with a mere flick of his finger.

Xue Tianya kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, terrified in hindsight. Fortunately, this crown was not a violent man who slaughtered the innocent at random. He only wanted Prince Xue Xing's life. Otherwise, they would already be dead.

Liu Erlong was deeply shaken as well. In her understanding, poison had always been a crooked path that could never stand on the grand stage. Even Dugu Bo, whose title was Poison, had only been at the bottom among Title Douluo after becoming one. Although his poison was frightening, to be honest, those Title Douluo did not fear it much. It posed only a limited threat to them.

As long as they did not directly drink his poison like just now, there was nothing to be afraid of. In battle, the poison he released was nowhere near that terrifying. The strength of a Title Douluo was fully capable of withstanding it.

But at this moment, Liu Erlong's past understanding had been completely overturned. Just that one drop of poison Zhu Huang had dripped in had made even Poison Douluo unable to last three minutes. The toxic qi it gave off instantly killed a Soul Douluo, and it could even corrode marble flooring. Even if it was not drunk, it could still deal fatal damage to a Title Douluo.

"Since Brother Dugu has admitted defeat, I hope Brother Dugu will fulfill the wager."

Zhu Huang stood and walked to Dugu Bo's side, then placed his hand over his chest. Soul power circulated, drawing out the Death Spider poison that had been wreaking havoc inside him.

Visible to the naked eye, the ashen color on Dugu Bo's face quickly vanished as well, and it turned green once more.

He was a Title Douluo after all, and one who played with poison at that. Dugu Bo's condition was far better than Zhilin's. The moment the poison was removed, he immediately got up from the ground. His face was only somewhat pale, and he looked frightened, clearly deeply shaken.

"Although I, Dugu Bo, can hardly be considered a good man, I value promises above all else. Everyone knows this."

Dugu Bo looked at Zhu Huang with complicated emotions—admiration, fear, awe, and anticipation. He immediately bowed. "Dugu Bo greets my lord."

"Please rise!"

Zhu Huang helped Dugu Bo up, and the two sat down again. Dugu Bo was still a little dazed and could not help asking, "May I ask, my lord, do you also cultivate the path of poison? Is my lord's martial soul also one that reigns supreme through poison?"

Zhu Huang shook his head. "My martial soul is a mutated Death Spider Emperor. Death Spider poison is merely an accompanying ability. The main path I cultivate is not poison either. Although you failed to last three minutes under my poisoned wine, if we weren't competing in poison, you would only have lasted even less time against me."

After cultivating the Heavenly Demon Creation Art, Zhu Huang's martial soul had indeed undergone a transformation. Now, it had definitely already reached the quality of a god-level martial soul. So when he said his martial soul had mutated, it was not a lie.

Dugu Bo shuddered in shock. "Death Spider Emperor, and mutated at that?" There were three kinds of martial soul mutations. One was a mutation in a better direction, becoming even more powerful. Another was where, after mutation, it remained about the same as before; for example, Liu Erlong's Fire Dragon had mutated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, but its quality had neither risen nor fallen, and was roughly equal.

The last kind was where the quality dropped after mutation. In fact, this was the most common type of mutation. Those that could become better, or even undergo a qualitative transformation, were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns, extremely uncommon.

There was no need to ask—Zhu Huang's so-called mutation was definitely a beneficial mutation. The Death Spider Emperor was already among the very top of soul beasts, and the Death Spider Emperor martial soul would absolutely not be inferior to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. If it had mutated beneficially on top of that, how powerful would it be?

No wonder his lord's Death Spider poison was so terrifying, and he could not resist it at all. So it had mutated!

At this moment, Dugu Bo felt relieved. However, when it came to Zhu Huang saying that if they did not compete in poison, he would be even less of a match, he was still a little unconvinced. He should not be that weak, right? He was a Title Douluo, after all.

He hesitated, then asked, "May I ask, my lord, what level has your soul power reached? I know my lord must certainly be a Super Douluo, but even Sword Douluo does not give me as much pressure as my lord does. Could your strength have already surpassed level ninety-five?"

The so-called Super Douluo were Title Douluo at level ninety-five and above. The strength gap between Super Douluo was enormous as well. A level ninety-five Super Douluo was absolutely no match for a level ninety-seven Super Douluo; the difference in strength was at least fourfold.

A level ninety-seven would also not be a match for a level ninety-nine Title Douluo. The gap would only be greater. If a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo truly fought without restraint, he could even slaughter his way across the Douluo Continent alone.

If Zhu Huang's Soul Power Level exceeded level ninety-five, then Dugu Bo admitted that he probably really would not last three minutes.

"There is no harm in telling you."

Zhu Huang's gaze swept over them. Seeing Liu Erlong, Meng Shenji, and the others all pricking up their ears to listen, he did not mind. He had intended to establish his authority in the first place and planned to reveal a portion of the Sky Demon Palace's strength to develop toward the human world. Naturally, he did not care about exposing his strength.

Besides, his strength was improving every moment. In a few years, he would be able to break through to level ninety-nine, so he had even less to worry about.

The current him had the power to fight even a Limit Douluo. At the very least, protecting himself would be no problem.

"I am now a level ninety-eight Title Douluo, just a little short of level ninety-nine. My title is Death God."

"What? Level ninety-eight?"

It was as if a thunderclap exploded beside everyone's ears. Even Dugu Bo was stunned.

He knew Zhu Huang was very strong, but he had not expected him to be this strong. On the surface, there were fewer than ten Title Douluo in Douluo Continent, and the strongest among them was only level ninety-five.

Dugu Bo could not imagine that a level ninety-eight existence actually existed, and that he was already not far from level ninety-nine. Just how powerful would that be?

Before him, he probably could not even withstand a single move. Saying he would not last three minutes had already been giving him face.

Xue Tianya, Meng Shenji, and Liu Erlong were even more dumbstruck, their breathing rapid and their minds blank. They had nearly lost the ability to think, unable to imagine that such a powerful existence could exist in the world.

"Prince Xue Xing deserves to die. He actually provoked such a great enemy. Does he think my Heaven Dou Empire isn't declining fast enough?"

Xue Tianya screamed inwardly, No, I must immediately request His Majesty to hand Prince Xue Xing over to this Death God Douluo to apologize.

If they completely fell out with this man, even if the empire did not die, it would be crippled.