The Lake of Life.
"What!?"
"What is that!?"
Tang San could no longer sit still.
Fatty's defeat was secondary; what mattered was the astonishing speed of that Flash Rider, which had appeared from who knew where.
Its movements were bizarre and ever-changing, surpassing even his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!
At that thought.
Tang San's expression grew rather strange!
"This Underworld really is no simple thing!"
"With surprise attacks like these and such bizarre movement speed, only by facing him myself and using my Tang Sect movement technique could I deal with him!"
Tang San's words shocked even Xiao Wu beside him.
As someone who spent every day with him.
No one understood Tang San's strength better than she did.
For Tang San to say something like this, that Silver Lion truly had to be powerful!
Tang San added, "But this Silver Lion relies on outside help to launch sneak attacks when fighting Soul Masters. How shameless! Utterly despicable!"
After saying that.
He instructed Xiao Wu, "Xiao Wu, stay here. Don't go out. I'm worried about your safety, but..."
"Brother, are you heading to Heaven Dou to deal with the people from the Underworld?" Xiao Wu understood Tang San's thoughts.
With Tang San's disposition, he would never allow such a dangerous team to appear in the Heaven Dou Empire and threaten everyone.
"Don't worry, Brother. I'll protect myself. Go do what you need to do without worrying. I'll help you when necessary."
Seeing how sincere Xiao Wu was, and how well she understood him.
Tang San felt reassured. "Don't worry, Xiao Wu. Once I've dealt with the people from the Underworld, I'll be back soon to live with you."
After saying that.
Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, left the Star Dou Great Forest, and headed toward the Heaven Dou Empire.
Elsewhere.
After Ma Hongjun finished his blustering, he was beaten miserably.
"Phoenix Fire Line!"
"Phoenix Ascension!"
"Phoenix Roaring Sky Strike!"
He frantically unleashed all his Soul Skills.
But he discovered that this man in silver armor seemed outrageously powerful.
Especially in close combat.
Ma Hongjun was a ranged mage, with zero experience in physical combat.
Before long, his face had been beaten flat as a pancake, his mouth and nose bruised.
"I'll give you a phoenix laughing at a field frog!"
Smack!
Ma Hongjun went flying once again like a kite with its string cut.
Then he slammed heavily into a deep crater in the hard stone paving of the imperial city.
The stone was incredibly hard.
"Ah! Stop... stop hitting me."
Ma Hongjun could not take it anymore.
He could no longer get up, and used the last of his strength to raise a hand and call for a stop.
The resolve with which he had volunteered earlier had long since vanished.
"Quick, save Ma Hongjun!"
Yu Xiaogang could not bear to watch any longer.
Amid his urgent prompting.
The three of them-Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and Liu Erlong.
Formed the Golden Iron Triangle formation.
"Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Golden Sacred Dragon!"
Whoosh!
A Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul dozens of meters tall.
Rose straight into the air.
It brought an exceptionally heavy sense of pressure down on Silver Lion.
"Silver Lion, you're too impulsive."
Golden Lion arrived then.
But Silver Lion remained unconvinced. "This thing should be this plane's Super Beast Form."
"But its combat power is far inferior to the general's."
The two assumed defensive stances.
The words they exchanged.
Were broadcast through the Heavenly Screen.
Heaven Dou Imperial City.
"The general? Do they mean the Lion King?"
"What shameless boasting!"
"The Golden Iron Triangle has been renowned for decades. Once the Golden Sacred Dragon appears, its combat strength rivals a Titled Douluo's! These two certainly have some nerve!"
Inside Spirit Hall.
"The dragon race's bloodline?"
"Xiaogang really is powerful. Faced with a situation like this, he dares to step forward alone and face everything. He's better than anyone else on the entire continent!"
Light shone in Bibi Dong's eyes.
Her face also showed approval.
Seeing this, the Spirit Hall Golden Generation and Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo standing below.
All looked utterly bewildered.
Chrysanthemum Douluo said, "Your Holiness, the Golden Iron Triangle is a Soul Skill formed by three people working together. Yu Xiaogang didn't step forward alone."
"Shut up!"
"Without Xiaogang's theories, where would they have gotten this Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"
Bibi Dong would not allow anyone to speak ill of Xiaogang.
Especially not her own subordinates.
The Pope was furious!
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan had no idea what he had said wrong.
But he knew Bibi Dong's temperament was fickle and difficult to fathom.
He could only steel himself and admit his fault. "Yes, yes, Your Holiness the Pope."
"In that case, these two from the Underworld will probably suffer at the hands of the Golden Iron Triangle."
Inside the Pope's Palace.
Several people exchanged glances, all showing their agreement.
A strike powerful enough to rival a Titled Douluo's.
Such strength was absolutely beyond what these two could withstand.
"Sun and Moon Radiance, Golden Revolution."
Heaven Dou Imperial City.
With Yu Xiaogang at the core.
The three of them-Flender, Liu Erlong, and him.
Unleashed a powerful strike from the imitation Golden Sacred Dragon.
This strike was powerful enough to rival a mighty blow from a Titled Douluo.
However.
At that critical instant, when everyone thought the people from the Underworld were doomed.
The next second.
A figure with curly golden hair flashed in front of Golden Lion and Silver Lion at a speed ordinary people could scarcely comprehend.
Under everyone's gaze.
He merely reached out, curled his hand into a claw, and caught the Golden Sacred Dragon's full-power strike with one hand.
The Golden Iron Triangle's Martial Soul Fusion Skill had been caught?
The fierce wind blew the Lion King's short hair into disarray.
But his resolute face showed not the slightest change.
"General!?"
Shock appeared on Golden Lion's and Silver Lion's faces.
Then expressions of utmost respect spread across their faces.
"Stand down."
The Lion King's expression remained calm.
He showed not the slightest reaction to this Martial Soul Fusion Skill that seemed so terrifying to outsiders.
As he spoke.
The golden wave of light was held in the Lion King's hand, absorbed and annihilated.
Then it vanished without a trace.
"It's gone?"
As the initiator of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Yu Xiaogang found this fact difficult to accept. His face turned ashen, and he felt humiliated. "Lucky you, actually managing to dodge it. Again!"
Luck?
Those words reached the Lion King's ears.
They displeased him greatly.
When his gaze locked onto Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang's heart stopped for an instant, as though it had missed half a beat.
It was an instinctive fear.
"There are three of us. Why would we fear someone who doesn't even have the strength of a Soul Saint?" Yu Xiaogang forced himself to believe it.
Coordinating with Flender and Liu Erlong.
He unleashed the Martial Soul Fusion Skill again!
"Too weak. With an attack of this level, you will die."
The Lion King made his move.
He pushed off hard with his feet, and the next second, his entire body shot forward.
He held one hand in the posture of a lion swiping its claws.
And launched a lethal assault on the three's golden formation.
"Urgh-ah!"
A lion's roar rang out, shaking the heavens.
The Golden Iron Triangle broke apart on its own.
Three figures flew through the air like kites with their strings cut.