Once the two sides' Titled Douluo truly engage in a life-or-death battle, that will be the moment when all pretense of civility is broken. But for now, the top forces are still locked in a stalemate, and neither dares to cross that boundary first—before the high-level combat forces determine the victor and the vanquished, this siege is ultimately not yet at the point where those elite Soul Master need to risk their lives to fill the gap.
The military formation remained solemn and imposing, the oppressive atmosphere heavy, yet no one issued the order to charge.
Eight thousand elite Soul Master gazed ahead with complex expressions. They all understood that the key to this standoff never lay with them.
It was on Titled Douluo.
As long as the six Titled Douluo sent by the Spirit Hall successfully kill or subdue Yu Tianheng and Yu Yuanzhen, the rest are nothing to fear. If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Soul Master dare to resist, then it will be their turn to take action.
On the edge of the battlefield, above the clouds, Qian Jun Douluo stood with his hands behind his back, his face, as hard as black iron, appearing even more cold and hard under the reflection of lightning.
He gazed down at the battlefield below, a chaotic mess of poisonous fog, shadowy figures, and lightning, his brows slowly furrowing.
The Porcupinefish Douluo's dark green poisonous mist almost filled half the sky, and the ghostly shadow of the Gui Mei Douluo clung to Yu Tianheng like a leech, making it difficult for him to breathe. Yet, that young man, who was only at the eighth ring, had managed to hold on until now with the brute force of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's Soul Power.
Each time lightning struck, it forced his two colleagues to hastily retreat to defend. This entanglement was simply a waste of time.
"Hmph." Qian Jun Douluo let out a low snort, his gaze sweeping towards the Snake Lance Douluo not far to his side.
He didn't speak, but merely turned his head slightly, his eyes revealing a clear impatience and urging—a silent signal between powerful individuals.
Snake Lance Douluo understood, tightening his grip on the Snake Lance. The eerie light of the Snake Lance Martial Soul flashed across his body. He nodded slightly to Qian Jun Douluo, and his figure swooped down like an arrow released from a bow.
Since two people can't take it down, let's add one more.
We must deal with Yu Tianheng as soon as possible, so that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will lose this young pillar of strength and completely disrupt their plans. At that time, I don't believe that old man Yu Yuanzhen will still be able to hide deep in the mansion and not come out.
As Qian Jun Douluo watched the retreating figure of Snake Lance Douluo joining the battle, his brows finally relaxed slightly, but a cold expectation flickered in his eyes.
The Snake Lance Douluo's Snake Lance gleamed with a chilling light, and its fang-like tip had already touched the lightning behind Yu Tianheng. That tricky force was about to tear apart the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's defenses.
Yu Tianheng felt a chill on the back of his neck and was about to forcefully twist his body to block when a furious shout suddenly exploded between heaven and earth:
" The Spirit Hall is truly shameless, daring to bully the few with numbers!"
His voice was old yet full of energy, carrying an uncontrollable rage.
Then, a figure in emerald green crossed the void like Gui Mei and instantly appeared between Yu Tianheng and the Snake Lance Douluo.
It was an old man, dressed in a green robe, with a majestic aura. With a press of his palm, dark green poisonous mist surged out like a tsunami, actually causing the Snake Lance Douluo's attack to falter.
It's Dugu Bo!
The Porcupinefish Douluo's pupils shrank sharply. He knew the old poison master's background best, but when he sensed the powerful Soul Power fluctuations on Dugu Bo's body, he couldn't help but be shocked—this was definitely not the level 91 he used to be!
The aura of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone faintly emanating from the dark green Soul Power startled him, especially the faint, ethereal skeleton behind the opponent, which clearly carried the ferocious aura of Titan Giant Ape!
" Hundred Thousand Year Torso Bone... You actually fused with the Soul Bone of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?" The Snake Lance Douluo steadied himself, his tone filled with disbelief.
Dugu Bo sneered, his Soul Power suddenly surging, the dark light of his Ninth Soul Ring dazzlingly bright. "Thanks to your Spirit Hall, I not only fused with this Hundred Thousand Year Torso Bone, but also used it to break through my bottleneck. Now I'm level 96. I should thank you for forcing me to break through and rise again!"
Level 96 Titled Douluo!
This number sent a chill down the spines of everyone from the Spirit Hall present.
The initial advantage of three against one was instantly weakened. The addition of Dugu Bo, a veteran powerhouse, not only relieved Yu Tianheng's predicament but also completely reversed the course of the battle.
His eerie green eyes swept over the Porcupinefish Douluo, the Gui Mei, and the Snake Lance Douluo, and he tapped his cane lightly on the ground. "Now, it's time to settle our old scores."
Qian Jun Douluo's expression darkened, and his black robe fluttered in the wind as his Soul Power surged.
He gazed at the emerald green figure and spoke in a deep voice, his words echoing across the battlefield like the clash of metal. " Dugu Bo, this is a feud between my Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. It has nothing to do with you. I advise you not to interfere, lest you bring trouble upon yourself."
Dugu Bo let out a strange, mocking laugh upon hearing this, "None of my business?" He pointed at Snake Lance Douluo and the others, "Back when your Spirit Hall people surrounded and killed the Titan Giant Ape and the Sky Azure Bull Python in the Star Dou Great Forest, I was there the whole time. I haven't settled that score with you yet!"
As he spoke, his gaze softened slightly as he turned to Yu Tianheng, who was panting beside him. Then, he turned back to Qian Jun Douluo, his tone suddenly turning stern. "Besides, Tian Heng is my grandson-in-law, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has long since appointed me as a guest elder. If I were to sit idly by while you besiege my in-laws and bully my juniors, wouldn't I be a coward?"
He tapped his cane, the dark green poisonous mist churning around him growing increasingly violent. "I'm going to take charge of this today! Either you get out of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's territory, or you'd better ask if my level 96 Soul Power agrees!"
Qian Jun Douluo's eyes were icy cold. He hadn't expected that Dugu Bo's strength had not only increased dramatically, but that he would also have such a connection with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
His original plan was completely disrupted. He exchanged a glance with the Demon Subduing Douluo beside him, and they both saw seriousness in each other's eyes— Dugu Bo, at level 96, was enough to completely tip the scales of this battle.
But it's not a big deal, after all, they have two Titled Douluo with strength reaching level 96.
Snake Lance Douluo's face turned ashen, his ferocity provoked by Dugu Bo's words.
He suddenly jerked the Snake Lance in his hand, unleashing his full Martial Soul Avatar. A gigantic, purplish-black serpent phantom opened its blood-red maw behind him, and his Ninth Soul Ring suddenly lit up. "Old Poisoner, stop with the empty words! Today I'll show you that a four-level difference doesn't necessarily determine victory or defeat!"
Before he finished speaking, the Snake Lance had already transformed into a blur, piercing straight for Dugu Bo's heart, its tip carrying a deadly poison that could tear apart one's soul.
Dugu Bo merely sneered, remaining as still as a mountain.
His dark green Soul Power surged suddenly, the immense aura emanating from his Hundred Thousand Year Torso Bone perfectly merging with his own Soul Power. With a mere raise of his hand, he firmly blocked the attack of the Snake Lance. "Fool! In the Titled Douluo Realm, Level 1 is an insurmountable chasm, Level 4? That's a world of difference!"