Deep in the treetops, Yu Long held his Snake Lance in his arms, his hands folded across his chest. He watched the battle about to erupt nearby with keen interest, a faint smile of relief spreading across his aged face.
I don't know whether to call this luck, but you've run into this lot. With them here, breaking through that barrier should be all but certain.
Terrifying Mental Power spread from She Long like an invisible net, blanketing the entire battlefield.
It was a precaution he had put in place. If Tang Shan fell into danger, he could intervene at any moment.
With his Mental Power infused with Spear Intent, he could stun any Soul Beast on the field into unconsciousness the instant Tang Shan was in peril.
Protecting Tang Shan was both an order from Xue Qinghe and a duty She Long ought to shoulder.
Even setting aside how many Soul Masters Grandmaster's theories had benefited, Tang Shan deserved protection simply because he was Grandmaster's disciple.
More than that, Yu Long could not bear to see the tragedy of his own past repeated. He would not let anything happen to this gifted Soul Master with such a promising future.
And he believed his cultivation as a Titled Douluo was more than enough to keep Tang Shan safe.
Some Level 98 Chicken Leg Douluo gave that a thumbs-up.
Tang Shan had no idea how many thoughts had crossed Snake Lance Douluo's mind in the nearby treetops. His sharp gaze remained fixed on the mixed troop of apes closing in before him.
Soon, one monkey caught his eye—unassuming yet unmistakable.
It was unassuming because, compared with the hulking, muscle-bound brutes around it, its body was not merely small but absurdly slender. Hidden among them, it could easily be overlooked.
It was