As Long as I Refuse to Die, Who Can Kill Me!

The sky gradually darkened.

On a path outside Notting City.

"Ning Wen, where are we going?"

Xiao Wu turned her head, her big eyes full of curiosity.

Growing up, the only places she had ever been were the Great Star Dou Forest, Notting City, and the small villages nearby.

"Sunset Forest," Ning Wen said slowly.

He was determined to get the Immortal Herbs in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

After all, the earlier one took an Immortal Herb, the stronger the foundation it laid and the more extraordinary its effects.

So he planned to try his luck in Sunset Forest.

If that failed, he would go to Heaven Dou Imperial Junior Soul Master Academy and make contact with Dugu Yan.

Once he knew Dugu Yan, he would have no trouble meeting Dugu Bo.

As for the poison formation Dugu Bo had set around the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, with Sword Douluo Chen Xin there, it was no concern at all.

This was not the era of Legend of the Dragon King, twenty thousand years later. Forget a Titled Douluo—even an ordinary Soul Douluo could break in with ease.

Just then, a fierce Killing Aura swept out of the forest ahead without warning, so bitterly cold it seemed capable of freezing blood!

The temperature among the surrounding trees plummeted. Wild grass and shrubs beside the path touched that baleful presence and rapidly yellowed and wilted.

Xiao Wu went rigid, her scalp prickling. She instinctively hurried closer to Ning Wen and gripped his sleeve, her face turning deathly pale.

It was him!

It had to be Tang Hao!

So you've finally decided to make your move?

The mighty Clear Sky Douluo, hunting a three-ring Soul Elder and a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that has yet to come into its power.

Wouldn't word of that disgrace every Titled Douluo?

But fine. If you insist on seeking death, don't blame me for showing no mercy!

Ning Wen's eyes darkened, but he showed no trace of panic.

He looked into the deep, dim forest ahead.

The next moment, a stooped figure in black appeared silently before Ning Wen and Xiao Wu.

Most chilling of all were the nine Soul Rings rising around him, circling him in layers!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

Xiao Wu's breath caught.

She had long suspected that the person lurking in the shadows was a Titled Douluo.

The reason was simple: only a human expert of Titled Douluo rank could see that she was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form.

She just had not expected him to possess a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring too!

Honestly, Xiao Wu's luck could hardly have been worse.

Who would have thought she could run into a Titled Douluo even in a place this small?

The black-robed man raised a hand and pulled back his hood.

Beneath it was a rugged, middle-aged face with scruffy stubble and sunken eyes. His clouded gaze gleamed coldly in the night.

"Boy, don't blame me. Blame your rotten luck!"

Tang Hao spoke, his voice brimming with murderous intent.

To him, Ning Wen clearly came from no ordinary background. That meant the boy had to die here.

If Ning Wen made it back alive and brought a Titled Douluo from the power behind him, Xiao Wu's identity as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast would be completely exposed.

You think you can kill me?

Heaven does not decide my fate. Even if heaven falls, I shall endure. Through a thousand turns of reincarnation, I remain.

As long as I refuse to die, who can kill me?

Ning Wen: "..."

Come on, man. That's a bit much!

You'd survive even if heaven fell? Is that really something you should say?

In some fantasy worlds, a single bolt of heavenly lightning would strike you half-dead for that!

Even as the Clear Sky Douluo, you are no more than dust in my eyes.

Mortals fear power; the strong defy heaven.

Though I have yet to regain my full strength, I will not suffer an insignificant insect's insolence.

I have no desire to kill, but I have never feared it. If you insist on courting death, I shall oblige.

Ning Wen looked up at the sky, speechless.

You're never going to stop, are you?

Wasn't it better before?

You barely said a few words all day!

What's gotten into you now?

Do you only get this chatty in front of the original story's heroine?

They can't even hear you!

I'm the one who has to listen to all this!

Truthfully, Ning Wen wanted a different cheat ability.

Unlike Ning Wen, Xiao Wu clearly believed it. Her fear and unease eased at once.

She raised her clear eyes to Ning Wen, gazing at him with open admiration.

"Is that so?"

Far from showing any fear, Ning Wen gave a cold smile. "Then let's see if you can take my life!"

"You've got a death wish!"

A savage light flared in Tang Hao's eyes, murderous intent staining his clouded gaze red.

Never mind a mere three-ring Soul Elder—even a Soul Douluo or Titled Douluo would tremble and bow before him.

Yet this boy dared to provoke him!

Divine Slaughter's Domain erupted.

The Clear Sky Sect had already sealed itself away because of what he had done years ago. Its position was precarious.

Tang Hao could not drag the sect into more trouble.

So he chose Divine Slaughter's Domain.

There were plenty of Martial Souls related to killing intent on Douluo Continent.

No one would imagine that the mighty Clear Sky Douluo would use Divine Slaughter's Domain to kill a brat with only three rings.

Besides, hardly anyone in the world knew he possessed Divine Slaughter's Domain.

Dense Killing Aura came crashing down. The earth cracked, stones flew, and the surrounding trees withered in an instant.

The air grew thick and stifling. Crushing pressure descended from every direction, and even the evening breeze seemed to freeze in place.

Divine Slaughter's Domain. That reminds me of that bastard Asura!

After I ascended to the Divine Realm, Tang San, the new Asura God, died. So Evil and Kindness, the two God Kings, dragged Asura back after he'd already escaped.

From then on, he opposed me at every turn. What was the big deal? I only killed one of his successors.

Ning Wen's mouth twitched.

Who knew how long Asura God had spent finding that successor?

He had finally managed to leave, only to be dragged back.

It was like submitting your resignation at work, getting your boss's approval, then having it rejected because your replacement was useless. All you could do was miserably return to work.

Anyone in that position would resent the person responsible.

And you're the one feeling wronged?

It's a wonder the two of you could work together at all.

Fortunately, I simply beat Asura into submission!

That's what he got for opposing me at every turn and giving me dirty looks!

After beating him, I felt refreshed from head to toe.

What a shame Asura was so disappointing. Before I'd even had my fill, he raised both hands and surrendered. How dull.

Ning Wen could barely keep a straight face.

You beat him into submission? Just like that?

And you're complaining that Asura God couldn't take a beating?

This voice pack's arrogance knows no bounds!

In an instant, Ning Wen's image of the aloof, domineering Asura God collapsed. Now he could only picture a miserable office worker bullied into silence by a thug.