The Star Dou Great Forest was filled with smoke, and beast roars shook the wilderness.
Raging hurricanes snapped towering ancient trees, and broken trunks crashed to the ground. Dust mingled with the stench of blood, shrouding a thousand miles of forest. Under the joint suppression of Bibi Dong, Tang Chen, and the other Titled Douluo, the Soul Beasts rampaging around the outskirts gradually ceased their slaughter. Yet the unrest deep within the forest not only failed to weaken, but grew increasingly violent.
Low-level Soul Beasts could still be forcibly suppressed, but the savage ferocity within the bloodlines of those ten-thousand-year and hundred-thousand-year high-level ferocious beasts had completely boiled over. Their scarlet eyes were indifferent and cold. Regardless of race or strength, they simply charged, bit, and tore at one another in madness.
The entire Star Dou had become an ancient, primordial hell.
Di Tian hovered in midair, his black dragon body covered in vicious bloody wounds.
To isolate the riot zone and protect the central sea of flowers, he had not hesitated to use his true dragon body to withstand the impact of countless ferocious beasts. His dragon scales were shattered, dragon blood dripped down, and the ancient, powerful supreme Soul Beast now looked utterly battered.
"The surface riot can be suppressed, but if the root cause is not removed, every Soul Beast across Star Dou will go mad within three days."
Di Tian spoke in a low voice, his dragon eyes fixed solemnly on the ground below.
The Soul Beasts' frenzy was not caused solely by the stimulation of the Evil God's Poisoned Blood. Deep underground, there was another dark miasma that was colder, more domineering, and more turbid.
That aura belonged neither to gods, nor to the Douluo World, nor to any filth of this world.
It carried