Hell White Tiger

Yu Yuanzhen could tell that if he took this attack head-on, he would most likely be gravely injured. He had no choice but to give it everything he had!

"True Dragon Nine Crowns! Ninth Spirit Skill! True Dragon's Wrath: Voice Shakes the Nine Heavens!" His Spirit Bone skill and ninth Spirit Skill erupted at once. Nine enormous dragons crackling with blue lightning charged toward the blood-red dragon, apparently hoping to break through on that side first.

Even Qian Jun frowned at the sight. The attack was no weaker than his own ninth Spirit Skill. Yu Yuanzhen's ninth Spirit Ring also glowed red, likely because a Spirit Bone skill had increased its age.

Jiang Mo, meanwhile, was furious. Why was he only attacking me? Did he think I was the easy one?

"Fine, you overgrown worm! Let's see what my Coiling Dragon Staff does to your nine little worms!" The blood-red dragon before him surged with even greater force and charged straight at the nine blue lightning dragons. At some point, Qian Jun's Coiling Dragon Staff had also struck at them.

It shattered four of the dragons brimming with Soul Power. The remaining five gradually dissipated under the brothers' combined assault.

"How is that possible?! My ninth Spirit Skill!" Yu Yuanzhen stared in disbelief.

"Haha! You picked the wrong fight, little worm. Working together, my brother and I could take on even a level 98 Titled Douluo, let alone a level 94 worm like you!"

"That's enough, Clan Leader Yu. Playtime's over. Take a nap." Qian Jun's voice was low.

"Impossible!"

But Qian Jun and Jiang Mo gave him no further chance.

"Sixth Spirit Skill! Might to Lift a Thousand Jun!"

"Sixth Spirit Skill! Demon-Subduing Coiling Dragon Pillar!"

Two mighty attacks bore down on Yu Yuanzhen once more. His Soul Power was nearly exhausted, leaving him unable to resist. He could only watch as the brothers attacked.

At the sight, Sword and Bone Douluo both prepared to intervene.

But in the next instant—

"Eighth Spirit Skill! Boundless Tyrant Thrust!"

"Eighth Spirit Skill! Netherworld Shadow-Piercing Halberd!"

A tiger and a cat lunged at Qian Jun and Jiang Mo.

The brothers met the two attacks in perfect coordination and emerged without a scratch.

Qian Jun and Jiang Mo stood shoulder to shoulder.

"Haha, brother, two more have come to get themselves beaten. And they're much bigger catches than Yu Yuanzhen."

Qian Jun nodded, then spoke.

"Dai Tianfeng, why are you interfering in Spirit Hall's affairs? Does the Star Luo Empire intend to meddle in our internal matters, or do you want war with Spirit Hall?"

Yu Yuanzhen spoke first. "Your Majesty, Empress Yunling, help me seize these two Spirit Hall villains! Who knows what Spirit Hall has done to the Clear Sky Sect? They even claim this is no longer the Clear Sky Sect's territory, but Spirit Hall's."

"They must have used some trick to defeat the Clear Sky Sect and occupy this place. They may even have slaughtered the sect to the last member! Now they're trying to attack me. Spirit Hall's ambition to dominate the continent couldn't be clearer. Your Majesties, help me take them down!"

"Your Excellencies, what has happened to the Clear Sky Sect?" Dai Tianfeng asked Qian Jun and Jiang Mo grimly. If Yu Yuanzhen was telling the truth, Spirit Hall was terrifying. To destroy the greatest sect in the world in full view of everyone—did they think they could do anything they pleased? Did the whole continent belong to Spirit Hall? They had to be restrained, or even wiped out!

"What's it to you? Can't you find out for yourself? If you don't know where to ask, slit your own throat and go ask Tang Zhong in the underworld!"

Jiang Mo kept provoking him. The last thing he wanted was for the fight to stop. If he could bring back the emperor and empress of the Star Luo Empire along with the leader and deputy leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Spirit Hall's prestige would reach unprecedented heights!

That remark enraged Dai Tianfeng. He did not know how strong the two men were, but he was a level 93 Titled Douluo, and Empress Zhu Yunling was a level 91 Titled Douluo. Besides, Qian Xunji's death had left him brimming with confidence. He felt that he and his wife could even contend with Qian Daoliu, let alone two Titled Douluo who had appeared from nowhere. They were praying mantises trying to stop a carriage!

And they had Yu Yuanzhen, a veteran level 94 powerhouse, on their side.

They would capture the two men first. Whatever Spirit Hall had done or intended to do, holding two of its Titled Douluo would give them leverage in negotiations. Failing that, it would at least cost Spirit Hall two powerful fighters.

Taking them down could only benefit him.

Having made up his mind, he nodded. The empress understood at once, and they attacked Qian Jun and Jiang Mo together.

Fervor burned in Jiang Mo's eyes. Today, he had already fought the supposedly greatest beast Martial Soul in the world. Now he could also face the so-called second-greatest and the Martial Soul Fusion Skill unique to Star Luo's imperial family.

He had long wanted to see the Hell White Tiger. He was eager to learn whether it or his partnership with his brother was stronger.

The brothers had no Martial Soul Fusion Skill, but their matchless coordination could rival any such technique.

Qian Jun shot him a look, warning him not to get carried away.

Jiang Mo came to his senses. This might not remain a three-against-two fight. He was confident they could win that, but three members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were watching. Who knew whether they might stab the brothers in the back?

Both brothers stayed alert, ready for a sudden attack from Ning Fengzhi's group—or to retreat.

The five immediately clashed.

"How is this possible?! Those two work together even better than the empress and I do?" Dai Tianfeng could hardly believe he was being forced back by the brothers.

The empress was only level 91. Even with Dai Tianfeng and Yu Yuanzhen helping her, she could barely hold on. The brothers' fierce attacks were so perfectly in sync that they might have been born of the same mother. No, they looked almost identical. They probably had been.

It was not just a matter of strength or Soul Power. The brothers landed far more blows than the three of them did. The trio could not keep up and had been on the back foot almost from the first exchange.

"Hahaha! First a worm, now a tiger and a cat. What fun!"

The taunt, on top of the frustration of the fight, pushed Dai Tianfeng past his limit. He turned to Zhu Yunling and nodded.

She understood. They withdrew together, leaving Yu Yuanzhen to fend for himself.

Yu Yuanzhen: "?"

"Clan Leader Yu, watch out! Hell White Tiger!"

Standing shoulder to shoulder, Dai Tianfeng clasped Zhu Yunling's left hand. Together, they thrust their fists forward.

In the blink of an eye, a huge white-and-purple tiger appeared before them.

Dai Tianfeng sent the Hell White Tiger charging at Qian Jun and Jiang Mo. Yu Yuanzhen dodged away just in time.

Jiang Mo's face lit up with battle-lust. Even the usually steady Qian Jun swallowed in excitement.

The brothers exchanged a grin.

"Ninth Spirit Skill! Bodhi Attainment!"

"Ninth Spirit Skill! Salvation of All Beings!"

Two enormous Coiling Dragon Staffs, one blue and one red, stood in the sky. Two dragons circled above them, one blue and one red.

The whole sky turned blue and red, the colors shining against each other.

Both brothers' eyes were bloodshot, their fighting spirit at its peak. At their command, the two enormous staffs struck toward the Hell White Tiger.

Below, Ning Fengzhi and his two companions, who had been watching unseen, frowned. Ning Fengzhi had never witnessed an attack on this scale. The fiercest fights he usually saw were sparring matches between Sword and Bone Douluo, and those came nowhere close.

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Gu, could you withstand that if you fought together?"

Sword Douluo hesitated, then shook his head. "That attack is every bit as powerful as my father's ninth Spirit Skill. I couldn't withstand it. Not even with Old Bones. If it didn't kill us, it would leave us gravely injured."

Bone Douluo shook his head as well, staring fixedly at the two Coiling Dragon Staffs overhead. His Martial Soul was renowned as the greatest in defense, but the sight shook his confidence to its core. He could not withstand even one of those attacks.