Rob?

At this moment, Old Dou's expression turned somewhat grim. To obtain this Slate, the Team Rocket would have to spend all its savings.

It would not matter if they could successfully buy it. The Slate was what mattered most.

But people kept raising the price. The Slate was no longer thirty million.

Even all their savings might not be enough.

"Forty million!" someone called out.

"Forty million, going once!"

"Forty million, going twice!"

The auctioneer kept swinging the hammer, its dull thuds echoing without end.

Old Dou looked toward the person who had bid forty million. He appeared to be a young man.

Golden hair, a handsome face, and an air of sunshine about him.

"Let's see if there's a chance to trade for it later," Old Dou said helplessly.

If he robbed it, Old Dou's identity would be ruined, and he would become a hunted criminal.

Even the Team Rocket would be implicated and might be wiped out alongside him, especially after the Pokémon Soul Spirit was released.

Many factions might join forces to besiege the Team Rocket.

Then the Team Rocket would be no different from the Holy Spirit Church.

Everyone would be entitled to kill them.

To be safe, he should wait until the Team Rocket had gained a certain level of influence before trading for the Slate.

With that in mind, Old Dou stood and lifted his foot to leave.

The father and daughter beside him also got up and left.

"Level-one alert!"

At that moment, all the security guards around the auction house fixed their eyes tightly on Old Dou.

There were even mechs outside.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Old Dou headed toward the auction house entrance. He had no intention of taking it by force.

Right now, he only wanted to leave.

Just then, a sudden change occurred.

A Shadow enveloped the entire auction house, plunging it into utter darkness in an instant.

One could not see one's hand before one's face!

Everyone in the auction house fell into chaos.

Old Dou frowned and murmured, "Evil Soul Master!"

"Seems to be that one from before!"

An enraged voice rang out:

"Who dares steal something from the Angel Clan!"

Immediately afterward, a powerful wave of golden Soul Power spread out. The Shadow shrouding the auction house vanished the next second.

By then, the red cloth on the auction platform had already disappeared, along with the Slate beneath it.

"Who was it?! Go after them!"

The furious voice from before rang out again.

Old Dou turned to look. That person also had golden hair, and two pairs of wings could be seen behind him.

"An angel?"

His gaze shifted to the person beside him. It was the very man who had bid forty million federal credits.

The next second, golden Battle Armor appeared all over that person's body. Then he vanished from where he stood, chasing in the direction the Shadow had fled.

"Interesting." Old Dou looked toward the young man from before and thought:

Could this guy be Yue Zhengyu?

Without looking any longer, his figure flashed, and he too disappeared.

Outside Tianhai City.

Two figures chased each other through the air.

One ahead and one behind, one black and one gold.

"Stop right there!" the golden figure roared, accelerating several notches.

The distance between them gradually widened.

"Damn it! If I had Two-Word Battle Armor, then...!" The black figure glanced back over his shoulder.

The eighth Soul Ring within the shadow behind him lit up.

A Shadow pounced toward the golden figure.

Then he shouted, "Now!"

"Not good!" The golden figure sensed that something was wrong.

Two people had appeared around him at some point, both of them concealed beneath cloaks.

Each of them had seven Soul Rings and wore Two-Word Battle Armor.

At that moment, they attacked simultaneously, sending two attacks toward the golden figure.

Faced with three attacks, the golden figure had no time to defend. Amid a violent explosion, he plummeted toward the ground.

In the sky, the three figures exchanged smiles before looking down.

"Oh, Le Tian, today is the day you die!"

Le Tian slowly rose to his feet, eight Soul Rings pulsing around him.

He frowned. "Shadow, Rose, Blood Demon! You...!"

"Haha!" The wind blew their hoods away, revealing their faces.

Two men and one woman!

"Shadow, when did you become an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo?" Rose asked.

"It's a long story. Anyway, my Battle Armor is gone, so I can only wear my old One-Word Battle Armor now!"

That was right. This Shadow was the Evil Soul Master who had come to cause trouble for the Team Rocket a few days ago.

He had not died. In fact, his strength had risen to another level, and he had broken through to become an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo.

Shadow looked down at Le Tian on the ground and said, "Le Tian, it's three against one. You have no chance of winning. Surrender now!"

"You underestimate me too much!" Le Tian's seventh and eighth Soul Rings lit up simultaneously. The next moment, a massive angel phantom appeared.

Then, a sword appeared in the angel phantom's hand, and an incomparably powerful radiance began to gather.

"Stop him!" Rose said coldly.

The three of them activated their Seventh Soul Skills, followed by a series of boosting Soul Skills.

Three massive figures appeared in the sky.

A gigantic black humanoid figure, a blood-red Rose, and a figure made of blood.

Four Martial Soul True Forms appeared in the air.

Le Tian was still gathering power.

The other three attacked at the same time, unleashing combinations of their strongest Soul Skills.

Seeing this, Le Tian could only stop gathering power and release all the energy he had accumulated.

Boom!

A powerful energy wave burst outward, kicking up a cloud of smoke.

The smoke dispersed.

The three Evil Soul Masters hovered in the air, panting heavily.

On the ground, Le Tian clutched his chest, severely injured and collapsed on the ground.

"Le Tian's eighth Soul Skill really is terrifying. If he had finished charging it, we might not have won."

Shadow lowered his head and swept his gaze over Le Tian before continuing, "Le Tian is yours! I'm leaving first!"

His only goal was the auctioned Slate. He wanted to use it to forge new Battle Armor.

"Fine!" Rose and Blood Demon smiled at Le Tian, who no longer posed any threat.

"Damn it!" Despair filled Le Tian's eyes. If he fell into the hands of Evil Soul Masters, he would not even know how he died.

At that moment, a voice abruptly rang out. "Everyone! Wait, I have something to say!"

The three Evil Soul Masters frowned at the same time. "Who is it?!"

Three gazes turned in one direction.

A Crimson Figure entered their view.

The instant he saw this figure, Shadow froze in place and even rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"Who the hell are you? Since you're here, don't think about leaving!" Rose said coldly.

"Die!" Without another word, Blood Demon sent a bloody claw tearing toward Old Dou.

Old Dou narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his fist. Before he seemed to make any movement, a fist shadow had already collided with the bloody claw.

In an instant, the bloody claw was scattered.

"What?!" Blood Demon stared solemnly at Old Dou, then said in a low voice:

"This guy is at least a Soul Douluo! Shadow, you handle him!"

"Soul Douluo my ass. This is a Titled Douluo!" As soon as Shadow finished speaking, he vanished from where he stood and fled into the distance.