Three Thousand Burning Flame Burns Dark Gold Terrorclaws

"It's him! It's him!"

Within the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi leaped to his feet and slammed the table in excitement. His loss of composure made Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo beside him glance over. That ancient furnace, that power capable of incinerating heaven and earth—it was the mysterious man who had once gifted the ancestor an immortal herb and helped the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower evolve.

At the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, a sharp light abruptly burst from Yu Yuanzhen's cloudy old eyes. He stared fixedly at the heavenly screen, his breathing growing heavy.

The mysterious man had descended once more!

After a brief deathly silence, the high-ranking soul masters across the continent erupted into an uproar. This was the peerless expert who had burned the Star Dou Great Forest with his own strength.

There had previously been waves of doubt, but now every voice was filled with shock. After all, this mysterious man's earlier displays had simply been too heaven-defying!

[Yu Xiaogang: Everyone, calm down. This senior's strength is beyond doubt, but at this moment... he does not appear to be in his peak condition.]

[Yu Xiaogang: Those two Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bears just now likely each possessed strength comparable to, or even surpassing, a level ninety-eight peak Douluo. Yet judging from the fluctuations in this senior's soul power, the aura he is displaying is closer to that of an eight-ringed Soul Douluo.]

This cold water had been poured at precisely the right time.

The feverish atmosphere instantly cooled, and everyone realized this fatal problem.

A Soul Douluo and a Titled Douluo were only one step apart, yet separated by a gulf as vast as heaven and earth. What was more, he was facing two "ferocious beasts" whose combined cultivation was nearly a million years!

[Qian Daoliu: The master speaks correctly. Below Titled Douluo, all are ants. Even if this senior is exceptionally gifted, the gulf in soul power rank is not something that can be easily crossed.]

[Tang Chen: That is reasonable. Had this old man not obtained divine power, I would not have been certain of victory against that five-hundred-and-thirty-thousand-year-old beast either.]

Even the two level ninety-nine Limit Douluos had stated as much. The flame of hope that had just been ignited seemed to have been cast beneath another layer of shadow.

On the heavenly screen.

Above the ruins of Sunset Forest.

The instant the man in green appeared, Xiong Jun's enormous body instinctively curled up slightly. It was fear originating from the depths of his bloodline, an eternal brand left behind by that great fire twenty thousand years ago.

But the next moment, when he clearly saw the eight soul rings pulsing around the man in green, that fear was instantly replaced by boundless humiliation and fury.

Purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red, red!

Eight soul rings!

"HAHAHAHA—!!" Xiong Jun let out deafening laughter, his voice filled with absurdity and disdain. "A Soul Douluo! A mere eight-ringed Soul Douluo! You, a human, dare challenge me? Do you know who I am? I am Xiong Jun, one of the ferocious beasts, an existence unmatched in strength! It seems you truly do not know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

His elder brother, that five-hundred-and-thirty-thousand-year-old sinister ferocious beast, had an even greedier, more blazing red glow in his eyes.

He felt no fear—only an unprecedented temptation.

The energy within this human's body was pure and vast, as though it had been condensed from the most fundamental laws of heaven and earth. If he devoured him, not only could he break through the six-hundred-thousand-year bottleneck, he might even have a chance at challenging the legendary million-year great tribulation!

"Benefactor! Run!"

Below, Tang Potian, protected by the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, let out a hoarse roar with all his strength.

He recognized him! That green robe, that furnace—this was the founding imperial preceptor who had saved him back then and guided him to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes!

"They aren't ordinary hundred-thousand-year soul beasts! They're ferocious beasts! Ferocious beasts that even the Three-Eyed Golden Lion cannot defeat! Please, run!"

Upon hearing the words "ferocious beasts," the man in green standing amid the sea of flames instead curled his lips into an amused smile.

He lowered his head and looked down at the two overconfident giant beasts below. His tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable dominance.

"What I want are ferocious beast soul rings."

As his words fell.

The furnace resting in his left hand gave a faint tremble.

The dazzling multicolored fire lotus at its mouth suddenly split off a wisp of flame.

It was neither crimson nor golden, nor any known color. It was a deep, shadowy flame, as though an entire starry sky had been fused into it. Flecks of silver light flickered in and out within the blaze like stars at the birth of the universe.

"Courting death!"

Xiong Jun's elder brother was utterly enraged.

An eight-ringed Soul Douluo dared covet his soul ring?

With a roar, he thrust out his right claw! The Dark Gold Terrorclaw, powerful enough to tear space apart and make even Limit Douluos wary, met that seemingly tiny flame with world-destroying force.

He intended to crush this human who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, along with his martial soul, into powder!

Tang Potian shut his eyes in despair.

Everyone in the chat group had their hearts in their throats.

Yet the earth-shattering collision they expected never occurred.

That wisp of starry flame drifted lightly onto the Dark Gold Terrorclaw.

There was no explosion, no thunderous boom.

Only a teeth-grinding sizzle.

The next second, a scene that made every living being across the Douluo Continent tremble in terror unfolded.

The Dark Gold Terrorclaw, said to be indestructible and capable of tearing black fissures through space itself, was like ice and snow meeting a red-hot iron the instant it touched the starry flame!

The dark golden fur covering it instantly turned to nothing.

The supposedly unbreakable muscles and bones began to melt and vaporize at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"This... is impossible!!"

Xiong Jun's elder brother let out a horrified roar. He could clearly feel an incomprehensible, irresistible force of destruction madly eroding his right arm! That power surpassed the elements, surpassed laws themselves, as though it had been born solely to burn away all things!

He frantically drove his soul power, trying to shake off that wisp of flame.

But it was all in vain.

The starry flame clung to him like gangrene in the bone, spreading across his entire right arm in an instant!

"Crack! Crack!"

Under the dead-silent gaze of the entire continent, the three sharpest and hardest primary claws of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw gave brittle cracks beneath the unbearable heat before... melting apart on the spot! The breaks were smooth as mirrors, and the golden divine metal turned into scalding liquid, dripping onto the scorched earth.

One strike.

Just one strike.

The strongest weapon that the five-hundred-and-thirty-thousand-year-old sinister ferocious beast relied upon for fame had been crippled on the spot!

At Tianshui Academy, Lin Xuan could not help but laugh softly when he saw this.

"There's no helping it. These Strange Fires stand far above the Douluo Continent. Three Thousand Burning Flame can fight by drawing upon the power of the starry sky, and because it exists on a higher plane, the flames it releases even surpass ultimate fire. That's why even the Dark Gold Terrorclaw can hardly withstand it. One-shotting it might be a little exaggerated, but there's no helping it—I'm just this strong."

Lin Xuan looked at the heavenly screen and boasted without the slightest modesty. He indeed had the right to do so. Even as a Soul Sage, he could fight a hundred-thousand-year soul beast alone. Now that he was a Soul Douluo, what was so remarkable about defeating a ferocious beast?