Instantly Slaying Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo!

[First-person immersion!]

"First Soul Skill, Sword Control!"

"Seven Treasures Turn, Revealing Glazed Light! Second, speed! Third, Soul Power!"

Under the awestruck gazes of Shrek's teachers and students, Gao Yang stood atop the Seven Kill Sword with Ning Rongrong in his arms and sped toward the Star Dou Great Forest!

With the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda boosting him, Gao Yang's Sword Control speed was astonishing.

Ning Rongrong reckoned that even a Soul Master of the same level who specialized in agility could never catch her fiancé.

No wonder her father hadn't taken her back to the Heaven Dou Empire at a time like this.

Perhaps, in his eyes, no one could harm her in the slightest as long as Gao Yang was with her.

At the thought, Ning Rongrong rubbed her cheek against Gao Yang's chest. A sense of safety welled up inside her.

Beside himself with worry, Gao Yang never stopped. He flew over the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest as fast as he could and plunged toward its heart.

They were flying only a few hundred meters above the ground. Looking down, they saw nothing but dense, leafy branches.

Gao Yang had no choice but to use the clumsiest method to find the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger who had grown up alongside him.

"Xiao Tian!"

"Xiao Tian!"

With a surge of his powerful Soul Power, Gao Yang's voice echoed again and again over the Star Dou Great Forest!

What answered him, though, were attacks from numerous Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts.

After all, what he was doing was little different from a challenge.

"You're courting death!" A fierce glint flashed through Gao Yang's eyes. He formed a sword seal with his fingers. "Sixth Soul Skill, Hundred Rivers!"

In an instant, the Seven Kill Sword split into thousands upon thousands of blades. At a thought from him, they poured into the forest like a hundred rivers rushing to the sea.

The Seven Kill Swords had a simple target: every Soul Beast, without distinction!

Only then did Ning Rongrong grasp just how much killing intent her fiancé carried.

"Seven Treasures Turn, Revealing Glazed Light! Fifth, attack! Sixth, amplification!"

The first lesson of marriage: be of one heart!

If you kill, I'll hand you the blade!

No questions asked, no right or wrong!

Boosted by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the Seven Kill Swords blazed with cold light.

Ordinary Thousand-Year Soul Beasts died the moment a blade touched them!

Only the strongest among the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts could withstand the Flying Sword attacks.

But how many could they withstand? Ten? A hundred?

Even if they could withstand a thousand, what of it?

Gao Yang had far, far more than ten thousand Flying Swords!

In an instant, Ning Rongrong heard endless wails from the forest beneath them as countless Soul Rings drifted into the air.

The sight shook her to the core.

Gao Yang frowned. He couldn't sense the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, so he used Sword Control to race off in another direction.

And so he went, calling as he traveled and killing as he called.

Only after half an incense stick had burned did a cool voice ring out!

"Enough!"

Ning Rongrong's vision blurred. When it cleared, a woman stood in the path she and Gao Yang were taking.

She was stunningly beautiful. Her flawless features made even Ning Rongrong feel ashamed of her own looks, while her long, snow-white neck lent her an air beyond the mortal world.

She wore a green dress, with two green wings growing from her back. She looked both gentle and poised, with a trace of compassion for all living things.

"You took your time!" Gao Yang was not at all surprised to see her.

"Gao Yang, you've slaughtered my Soul Beast Clan time and again. Are you truly not afraid of starting a war between our two peoples?" The woman in green spoke coolly, but anger edged her voice.

"Xiao Lu, I don't dare go any deeper." Gao Yang took a deep breath and looked at her gently. "I could only do this to force you to show yourself!"

"You..."

"Xiao Lu, help me one more time. I'm begging you!" Gao Yang cut her off. "Xiao Tian is hurt. Help me find her!"

He knew that with Xiao Lu's abilities, Xiao Tian would live as long as she had a breath left in her.

The woman in green glanced at Ning Rongrong in his arms, then gave a cold snort.

"You're married?"

"No. She's my fiancée!"

"Your fiancée... How affectionate you two are!"

As a woman herself, Ning Rongrong heard far too much in those words!

"And who are you?"

Ning Rongrong's devilish temper flared at once. She wrapped her arms around Gao Yang's neck as if staking a claim.

But the woman in green didn't even look at her.

The deepest contempt was to ignore someone altogether.

"That little tiger of yours is clever. Once she was hurt, she knew to come straight to me. She's recovering at my home now."

"Really? That's wonderful!" Relief washed over Gao Yang. "How is Xiao Tian now?"

"Not well."

"Not well? How can that be? Even you can't heal her quickly?"

"Hmph. Who do you think I am, a god?" The woman in green snorted. "She's only just become a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and you had her fight a Titled Douluo. After she was hurt, you even let her make her own way to the Star Dou Great Forest. Do you know how many Soul Beasts in this forest would love to see her dead? Do you know how badly wounded she was when I found her?"

"Hey! Why are you shouting at Brother Gao Yang..."

"It's all right, Rongrong." Gao Yang had no wish to explain everything just then. He held Ning Rongrong back and looked at the woman in green. "Xiao Lu, it's all my fault. Will you take us to see Xiao Tian?"

"Let her recover at my home. Once she's healed, she can stay with me for a few tens of thousands of years as payment for her treatment."

"No! With that stinking bear around, you can protect Xiao Tian for a while, but not forever! I have to take her away!"

"Hmph. Then come to my home alone and take her away yourself!"

With that, the woman in green waved a slender hand, and green light enveloped Gao Yang.

She glanced at Ning Rongrong, then turned into a streak of green light and vanished before them.

"Phew... At least that's one piece of good news these past few days."

Though he hadn't seen Xiao Tian, Gao Yang breathed easier. The great stone weighing on his heart had finally fallen away.

And Xiao Lu had told him that Xiao Tian had become a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!

That really was good news!

"Gao Yang!"

"Hm?"

"She's gone! Are you still staring after her?!"

"Wh-what are you talking about? I was just..."

"You were staring at her! I saw you. You didn't even blink!"

"Nonsense. My eyes would have dried out if I'd gone that long without blinking."

"Bastard! Is whether your eyes were dry the point right now?!"

"Uh... Isn't it?"

"No! Gao Yang, tell me who that woman is and what she is to you!"

"Well... Huh... I think I can sense Tang San's aura..."

"Bullshit! How could Brother San be here? Gao Yang, stop changing the subject!"

"I'm serious! I'll take you to see if you don't believe me!"

"Gao Yang... Ah! Slow down! Too fast! I... I can't take it! Gao Yang!"

Gao Yang had no intention of slowing down. He still hadn't figured out how to explain Xiao Lu to Ning Rongrong.

After flying with Sword Control for a while, Gao Yang patted Ning Rongrong's shoulder.

"Look, Rongrong. Isn't that man Tang San?"

"Ugh... Gao Yang, you fucking... Oh! It's Brother San. And beside him... that's Xiao Wu!"

"Looks like they're being hunted down!"

"If you can see that, help them!"

"Oh, right! Heh!" Gao Yang laughed and flew toward Tang San with Sword Control. "Brother Tang, don't panic! I'm coming to help!"

Hounded to the end of his rope, Tang San finally saw a glimmer of hope.

"Be careful, Brother Gao! The ones after us are Spirit Hall elders and its Holy Maiden! Two Titled Douluo and several Soul Saints!"

Tang San was the soul of the Shrek Seven Devils, and he wasted no words. He gave Gao Yang the crucial facts in an instant.

"Spirit Hall, is it?" At those words, rage flared through Gao Yang. "For what you did to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and for Xiao Tian's wounds, I'll collect a little interest from you!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

"Seven Treasures Turn, Revealing Glazed Light! First, strength! Second, speed! Third, Soul Power! Fourth, defense! Fifth, attack! Sixth, amplification!"

The Spirit Hall Douluo leading the hunt for the Soft Bone Rabbit were Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

Neither had expected the Holy Maiden's good friend to be a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect.

Still less had they expected this brat to lead them in circles through the forest for so long that they missed their best chance to catch the rabbit.

And least of all had they expected the little bastard to be able to fly!!!

One mishap after another had brought them to this: Tang San and Xiao Wu fleeing, with Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo in pursuit.

Ghost Douluo saw that Tang San was at the end of his strength, almost within reach.

He held nothing back. A speed-focused Titled Douluo, he appeared behind Tang San the very next instant.

But what greeted Ghost Douluo was a slash in the shape of the character "kill"!

"No! It's Jian Chen!"

By the time Ghost Douluo realized something was wrong, it was too late.

All he could do was drive his Soul Power to its limit and take the blow head-on.

Squelch!

The next moment, a mighty Titled Douluo lay in pieces, scattered here and there...

Ghost Douluo had been killed in a single blow. Again...

"Old Ghost!" Chrysanthemum Douluo saw it all.

The keen perception in which Titled Douluo took such pride let him see every detail of his old partner's death.

"Ah! Ninth Soul Skill, Chrysanthemum Remnant!"

Gao Yang did not dodge the Titled Douluo's grief-stricken strike, delivered without regard for the cost.

The giant Seven Kill Sword carved out six arcs of Sword Qi, which joined to form another "kill."

The chrysanthemum collided with the "kill," throwing up a cloud of dust and smoke.

The violent surge of Soul Power left the other Spirit Hall Soul Masters grievously wounded and coughing blood.

"Jian Chen, is that all you've got?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice came from the smoke, hoarse from shouting.

He drove his chrysanthemum Martial Soul forward and attacked Gao Yang again.

"Let's see how many of my 'kills' you can take!"

Gao Yang snorted and swung the Seven Kill Sword once more.

Every "kill" held the full depth of his understanding of Swordsmanship.

With his Martial Soul Avatar and Ning Rongrong's support, each was no weaker than an ordinary Titled Douluo's Ninth Soul Skill.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

After taking thirteen "kills" head-on, Chrysanthemum Douluo finally lacked the Soul Power to keep using his Ninth Soul Skill to clash with Gao Yang's attacks.

A flash of sword light passed through his body and snuffed out his life.

A Douluo of his generation had fallen!

Just before he died, Chrysanthemum Douluo finally saw his opponent's face clearly.

It wasn't... Jian Chen!

Then who...

Was he...

Chrysanthemum Douluo would never learn the answer.

"Now it's your turn!"

Standing on Chrysanthemum Douluo's corpse, Gao Yang swept a cold gaze over the remaining members of Spirit Hall.

"Fight him with me, Xiao Na! Martial Soul Fusion!"

"Yes, Brother!"