Dugu Bo's cold gaze swept over everyone present before finally settling on Tang San.
The sneer at the corner of his mouth sent a chill down their spines.
Everyone instantly grew wary.
Flender and Liu Erlong stepped forward almost simultaneously, shielding everyone behind them.
Yu Xiaogang also retreated to Tang San's side, his expression grave.
Flender drew a deep breath and forced himself to speak.
"Senior Dugu, injuries to your granddaughter were nothing more than a normal occurrence in a Soul Fighting match."
"Aren't you afraid people will call you sore losers for coming here with such a show of force?"
At those words, Dugu Bo merely cast Flender a disdainful glance.
"Are you telling me what to do?"
Before his words had even faded, he casually waved a hand.
A surge of jade-green Soul Power shot out like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, instantly striking Flender in the chest.
Bam!
Flender flew backward, slammed heavily into the wall, and slid to the floor.
Clutching his chest, he instantly turned ashen.
A wisp of green poison mist spread from his wound.
He had been poisoned!
"Dean!"
Ma Hongjun's eyes instantly blazed with anger.
He pointed at Dugu Bo and unleashed a torrent of abuse.
"You old bastard! You dare hit our dean? I'll fight you to the death!"
As he spoke, he moved to charge forward.
Dai Mubai reacted swiftly and grabbed him.
"Don't be rash!"
But it was already too late.
Dugu Bo's gaze settled on Ma Hongjun.
He snorted coldly, and Soul Rings lit up beneath his feet.
Yellow! Yellow! Purple! Purple! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black!
Two yellow, two purple, and five black-nine Soul Rings!
A Titled Douluo!
At the same time, the phantom of an enormous jade-green python appeared behind him.
The Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor!
Terrifying pressure bore down on everyone as though it had taken solid form.
Everyone felt their chests grow heavy and their legs go weak, leaving them unable to move.
Even Liu Erlong, a level 78 Soul Saint, could not resist.
This was the strength of a Titled Douluo!
Dugu Bo's voice was bone-chilling.
"Who gave you the courage to speak so insolently to me?"
He raised a hand and gently closed it.
A cloud of jade-green poison mist spread through the air.
Jade Phosphorus Snake venom!
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly shouted.
"Quick, use your Soul Power to resist it! Cover your mouths and noses!"
But he was still a step too late.
Xiao Wu's face went pale, and her body swayed on the verge of collapse.
Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing also clutched their chests, their breathing growing labored.
Liu Erlong gritted her teeth and tried to muster her Soul Power to resist, but the poison mist clung like maggots burrowing into bone. She could not stop it at all.
Tang San clenched his teeth, his expression extremely grim.
His Mysterious Heaven Skill circulated furiously within him, resisting the invading poison.
Tang San raised his head and stared fixedly at Dugu Bo.
Only after a long while did he force a sentence through his clenched teeth.
"I can help cure the poison inside you."
The moment he said this, the office fell silent.
Everyone looked at Tang San.
Dugu Bo also froze slightly.
Tang San continued, his voice hoarse but firm.
"But you have to take me to your herb garden."
He had long since realized that although Dugu Bo's poison was extremely potent, Dugu Bo himself had also been deeply poisoned for a long time.
Dugu Bo's herb garden was certain to contain herbs that suppressed the poison within him.
I must get those herbs of his!
However...
After hearing him out, Dugu Bo burst into laughter.
His laughter was filled with mockery.
"You think you're qualified to bargain with me?"
Dugu Bo shook his head, a trace of disdain flashing through his eyes.
"Boy, do you think just anyone can cure my poison?"
Of course, he would not tell Tang San that he had already found a way to cure it.
And that a deity had personally shown him how.
In his eyes, this brat Tang San was merely putting on a bluff.
Dugu Bo raised his hand, gathering jade-green Soul Power once again.
He prepared to finish them off directly, so the boy would stop coveting his herb garden.
Tang San froze for a second, then shouted.
"You may not fear death, but what about your granddaughter? She definitely won't live past thirty!"
Dugu Bo's movements paused, and he gave Tang San a searching look.
This brat actually saw through the poison inside Yanyan too!
He's so young, yet he knows so much about poison!
He will surely become a grave threat on Master's path to creating a Divine Realm. This boy must not be allowed to live!
At that thought, killing intent filled Dugu Bo's eyes, and he prepared to strike.
But just then...
Yu Xiaogang suddenly stepped forward and shouted sternly.
"Dugu Bo! Don't you dare kill him!"
"The Clear Sky Douluo won't let you off!"
Boom!
The words "Clear Sky Douluo" exploded through the office like a thunderclap.
Dugu Bo's expression changed instantly.
The Clear Sky Douluo!
Tang Hao!
The youngest Titled Douluo!
Dugu Bo snapped his gaze toward Tang San, his eyes completely changed.
He looked Tang San up and down, his pupils contracting sharply.
"You... you're Tang Hao's son?!"
Tang San did not answer, but his silence had already said it all.
Dugu Bo's face alternated between ashen and pale.
Although he was a Titled Douluo, he was simply no match for a monster on Tang Hao's level.
If he really killed Tang San, Tang Hao would inevitably come knocking.
When that happened, it would certainly cause Master considerable trouble.
He withdrew his Soul Power, and the pressure bearing down on everyone vanished with it.
But his gaze remained fixed on Tang San.
The atmosphere in the office reached an utter deadlock.
Spirit Hall, Worship Hall.
The great hall's interior gleamed with gold and splendor.
Massive golden stone pillars supported the soaring dome.
Qian Daoliu sat in the seat of honor, resting with his eyes closed.
The great hall's main doors slowly opened.
A figure walked in.
The newcomer wore a magnificent purple robe and a crown, with a scepter in her hand.
It was none other than Bibi Dong, the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall.
Her expression was cold, her eyes devoid of any warmth.
Bibi Dong walked to the center of the great hall and stopped.
She looked at Qian Daoliu in the seat of honor and spoke.
"Great Enshrined, I heard you obtained a God-bestowed Soul Ring?"
Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes.
He glanced at Bibi Dong, his tone calm and his words direct.
"That is meant for Xue'er."
Her grip on the scepter unconsciously tightened.
Then her voice grew a few degrees colder.
"What if... I insist on having it?"
The moment she said this, the temperature in the great hall seemed to plunge to freezing.
Qian Daoliu's gaze settled on Bibi Dong.
Their gazes met in midair.
An invisible aura radiated from both of them.
Even the air within the great hall grew heavy.
Outside the Worship Hall, the Soul Masters standing guard all shuddered at once.
They did not know what had happened.
But they could sense the two terrifying auras within the hall colliding in silence.
Outside the hall stood the Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Third Offering, Azure Luan Douluo, as well as Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo.
As the commotion inside reached them, Golden Crocodile Douluo turned toward Chrysanthemum and Ghost and spoke coldly.
"She would even snatch something belonging to her own daughter. Does Bibi Dong really think she's the heavens above this Spirit Hall?"
Yue Guan gave an awkward smile and spoke respectfully.
"Second Worship, this has nothing to do with us. We merely came along."
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