The strength that Xiao Yan displayed greatly surprised Xiao Huohuo and Yao Lao.
After all, he was now facing a genuine, mysterious palace master capable of unleashing the power of Dou Ling.
Not to mention, this old man once witnessed a Dou Emperor- level expert, even though for some reason his strength had dropped to the Dou Ling level.
His mastery and knowledge of Dou Qi alone completely surpass that of ordinary people.
"Boom!"
Another surge of Dou Qi spread outwards.
However, the shop was not destroyed.
Only then did Xiao Huohuo realize.
The four walls of the shop had long since been transformed into the hardest ice by the mysterious old man's Ice Dou Qi.
They were firmly locked inside.
"Ding ding ding ding!"
Amidst the dazzling clash of Dou Qi and Soul Power.
Xiao Huohuo watched as Xiao Yan and the old man continued their exchange of blows.
At first, relying on the strangeness of his Martial Soul, Xiao Yan was able to fight the old man to a standstill.
However, Xiao Yan soon fell into a decline.
After all, he was facing a former Dou Huang expert.
His only advantage was Soul Skill that his opponent had never seen before.
But they exchanged so many moves.
The old man had clearly gradually adapted to Xiao Yan's attacks.
So gradually, Xiao Yan began to lose ground in the battle.
"It seems your otherworldly self is doomed to defeat."
The Yao Lao's calm voice rang in Xiao Huohuo's ears.
"Get ready to make your move."
Xiao Huohuo slightly, already prepared to let the Yao Lao control her body.
"Azure Lotus - Cold Heart Flame!"
Shot away by the old man's spear, Xiao Yan staggered back several steps, his eyes flashing with anger.
The flames, which were originally a pale white color, gradually turned blue under the watchful eyes of the three.
" Green Lotus Flame Pillar!"
Xiao Yan's Martial Soul completely transformed into azure flames.
At the same time, the mysterious old man's expression changed, and he lightly tapped his toes, suddenly taking several steps back.
The next moment, a surging pillar of azure fire suddenly roared out from where he had just been standing.
With his Martial Soul transformed, his attacks turned into pillars of flame that surged from the ground.
"Laugh!"
The Green Lotus Flame Pillar, radiating scorching heat, shattered a counter, and the map inside was naturally burned to ashes.
"Kid, do you really think I'm made of clay?"
The old man's eyes also burned with genuine anger.
Standing still, he channeled his inner Dou Qi into the snow-white spear in his hand.
A chilling atmosphere gradually filled the hall.
"Azure Lotus - Cold Heart Lotus Explosion!"
A black Soul Ring emerged from beneath Xiao Yan's feet, gently pulsating around him.
The fiery Martial Soul in his palm slowly condensed, eventually forming a beautiful lotus flower in Xiao Yan's hand.
"Huh?"
Yao Lao felt the lotus flower in Xiao Yan's hand, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
From this lotus flower, he sensed the Bone Spirit Cold Flame and another violent aura that was no less powerful, seemingly originating from the Green Lotus Core Flame.
"Fusing Heavenly Flames?"
The Yao Lao looked at the lotus flower in Xiao Yan's hand with some astonishment.
Xiao Huohuo stared in awe at the dazzling, exquisite Fire Lotus in Xiao Yan's palm.
The old man's expression turned more serious as he sensed the dazzling lotus flower in Xiao Yan's hand.
"Boy, if you were a few degrees stronger, I might not be able to do anything to you. But since you're unwilling to retreat, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"
" Black Ice Dragon Soar!"
Ice Dou Qi slowly condensed on the old man's spear, and a chilling aura spread outwards.
"Well..."
Just as Xiao Yan and the old man were about to make another move, Yao Lao finally intervened.
After all, even if the two of them were to actually unleash this move, Yao Lao wasn't confident.
In his current state, he is able to save the shop intact.
As the Yao Lao sighed.
A vast and terrifying Spiritual Soul Power was released from Xiao Huohuo's body.
They pressed down on the old man.
"!!!"
The immense pressure of the soul swept through the shop like an invisible tide. At that moment, Hai Bodong felt as if he were at the bottom of the deep sea, with tons of seawater pressing down on every inch of his bones and soul.
The Ice Dou Qi on the snow-white spear in his hand suddenly dissipated, turning into tiny ice crystals that fell down in a flurry.
This once powerful figure, who stood at the pinnacle of the Jia Ma Empire, was now as pale as a sheet, with fine beads of cold sweat seeping from his forehead.
It's not Dou Qi or oppressive force.
This is a more fundamental and terrifying power—pure suppression of the soul!
Even when facing the Snake-People Tribe queen back then, he had never felt such a deep-seated tremor!
What shocked him most was that this power actually came from the black-clad youth in front of him!
In an instant, a deep sense of apprehension appeared in Hai Bodong's eyes.
The look in their Xiao Huohuo was even more shocked than when they looked at Xiao Yan.
After all, Xiao Yan was only capable of fighting him, and he was confident he could defeat him if they continued to fight.
But before him, Xiao Huohuo suddenly unleashed such terrifying Spiritual Soul Power, as if his body contained an overwhelming force.
This deterred Hai Bodong from making any further rash moves.
Xiao Huohuo stood still, his black clothes fluttering even without wind.
Deep within his eyes, a faint, pale white flame flickered—it was the manifestation of Yao Lao's Spiritual Soul Power under his guidance, but he deliberately controlled the "texture" of the release, leading Hai Bodong to mistakenly believe it was some kind of innate Spiritual Soul Power.
After all, the existence of the Yao Lao must not be discovered by the other party.
The ice on the wall made a series of cracking sounds, and cracks spread like a spider web.
Xiao Yan looked down at the lotus flower, a blend of blue and white, in his palm. It swayed slightly under the immense pressure of the soul, but did not dissipate.
The Soul Power system from the Douluo World seems to have a natural resistance to this kind of pure Spiritual Soul Power.
"Spiritual, Spiritual Soul Power..." Hai Bodong's voice was hoarse with suppressed emotion as he stared intently at Xiao Huohuo, "At such a young age... how could this be..."
Who exactly are you!?
Xiao Huohuo exhaled slowly, and the pale white in his eyes gradually faded.
The Yao Lao's Spiritual Soul Power receded like a tide, but its lingering force still lingered in the air, causing the temperature to drop slightly.
"Senior," Xiao Huohuo spoke, her voice calm yet carrying an undeniable firmness:
"I only need that fragment of the map; it's extremely important to me."
"As long as you're willing, you can name your terms, and I will do my best to fulfill them in exchange."
Hai Bodong's eyes flickered, and he still held the spear in his hand, but the tip of the spear had already dropped thirty degrees.
In the past, he would never have discussed a deal with the two teenagers; in his eyes, they were not qualified.
But now, as the two of them have shocked him one after another, Hai Bodong's mind has begun to waver.
Xiao Huohuo noticed Hai Bodong's wavering, stepped forward, and said:
"Senior, you've secluded yourself here, yet your strength remains at the Dou Ling level. It must be... due to the seal within your body, right?"
Hai Bodong's pupils suddenly contracted.
He instinctively gripped the spear tighter, his suppressed Dou Qi stirring within him.
The seal Queen Medusa placed within him was his greatest secret and his greatest shame!
He narrowly escaped that battle, but paid the price of having his strength permanently suppressed...
That is why he secluded himself in this Desert City, constantly searching for a solution, but he dared not venture deeper into the Tagor Desert again, nor was he willing to leave.
"Young man, if you can break the seal within me, I will gladly hand over this incomplete map."
Hai Bodong finally relented, which relieved Xiao Huohuo.
Ultimately, he was unwilling to face off against a former Dou Huang expert.
"Thank you so much, senior!"
A hint of joy appeared on Xiao Huohuo's face, and she continued to ask:
"I haven't yet asked your name, senior, and also... the specifics of the seal within your body."
"I am... Hai Bodong."
A complex expression crossed the old man's face. Looking at the bewildered expressions on Xiao Huohuo and Xiao Yan's faces, he sighed and continued:
"Back in the day, I had another title: Ice Emperor!"