Beneath the thunderclouds, Azure Luan Douluo was driven into the ruins, his feathers scorched and curled.
But he was, after all, a level ninety-seven Super Douluo.
With a long cry, azure light erupted, forcibly scattering the pillar of lightning overhead as he shot up from the rubble.
Broken tiles pattered down. He straightened himself, the divine azure radiance around him already dimmed by more than half.
Blood now stained the corner of his lips.
His gaze then fell upon Yu Yuanzhen, suspended in midair and bathed in lightning.
And Dugu Bo in the distance, possessed by his Martial Soul and waiting in full readiness.
The lightning around Yu Yuanzhen had yet to fade. Arcs of electricity coiled around every dragon scale, and his aura was even stronger than before.
Dugu Bo was possessed by the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor. His emerald serpent eyes did not blink as he blocked Azure Luan Douluo's retreat.
He knew that taking Qian Renxue away was no longer possible.
He had underestimated them too greatly.
He had never expected Yu Yuanzhen, the Thunder Douluo, to be here.
Nor had he expected Qin Yun, whose methods emerged one after another.
He could actually strengthen Yu Yuanzhen's lightning power.
Otherwise, a level ninety-five Titled Douluo would not have been worthy of his notice.
But it was too late to think about that now.
The First Offering's parting words, "Be careful in all things," now struck him like bloody truths.
From the day he entered the city, the mark, the small courtyard, the young mistress's aura—everything had been fed to him by the enemy.
He had taken every step carefully, yet every step had been arranged by them.
He gave a self-mocking smile.
The Third Offering of Worship Hall, Azure Luan Douluo.
He had roamed the continent for