Nuclear Peace

In order to maintain the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Yu Xiaogang controlled the Golden Sacred Dragon to carry everyone on its back.

The dragon continued to rise into the sky, with everyone in the very center of the Fart Tornado. Its exhaust vents continuously spewed out exhaust fumes, sweeping up all the Sea Soul Master along the way and charging towards the main battlefield.

Fortunately, having experienced being knocked unconscious by the fumes before, and having also been constantly inhaling exhaust fumes during the previous flying of the Imperial Pigs, the group had developed some resistance and managed to hold on without being knocked unconscious.

Yu Xiaogang stood on the dragon's head, feeling an unprecedented sense of pleasure, and couldn't help but let out a strange cry:

"Oh wow--that feels so good! That's so good!"

"In this situation, this Grandwet should compose a poem to bolster his prestige!"

He faced the howling wind and chanted loudly in the air:

"Riding the wind with my farts, I vanquish demons across heaven and earth. With farts, I revel in joy; without farts, I am still mad. One collapse wipes out rivers and lakes; another swallows the Sun Moon. A thousand men remain unbothered by the stench; only I, the Immortal of Wet Farts, am suffocated."

"How wonderful, how wonderful--"

Meanwhile, on the main battlefield...

To cover Yu Xiaogang's breakout and retreat, Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian are now trapped in the enemy's formation, surrounded by two Sea God Island Sacred Pillar Douluo and a Hundred-Thousand-Year Sea Soul Beast in human form.

This is one of the differences between Sea Soul Beast and land Soul Beast. Hundred-Thousand-Year Sea Soul Beast can briefly transform into human form when it arrives on land, without having to wait 200,000 years to become Ferocious Beast. However, it cannot stay on land for too long.

Thunder surged around Yu Yuanzhen, and even the True Dragon Nine Crowns had possessed him.

Although it appears that Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian are fighting two against three, their side only has one Super Douluo and one Soul Douluo, while the opposing side has one Super Douluo and two Titled Douluo. This means that Yu Yuanzhen is fighting three powerful enemies alone, while also having to protect a burden by his side.

Faced with the relentless attacks, his Martial Soul Avatar was already covered in wounds, as was Yu Luomian. With his lower cultivation level, he was no match for his opponent and struggled to even protect himself, especially since this was his opponent's home ground.

Relying on the formidable foundation of his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, he forcefully withstood the opponent's fierce attack. Even so, the two brothers were on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly, it seemed like a background music track started playing.

[If you open your eyes in a nightmare and are confronted with a cruel world...]

Yu Luomian was forced to retreat from his Martial Soul Avatar. He knelt on one knee, his mouth and nose overflowing with blood, and his arms trembling violently.

"Brother, we can't hold on any longer. If we keep fighting, we'll all be wiped out here."

Yu Yuanzhen was also in a bad state; his Martial Soul Avatar was also on the verge of collapse.

"Hold on! I'll find a chance to break through for you!"

The wind stirred someone's heartstrings; lingering affection, yet no time for farewell...

The spear in the Sea Spear Douluo's hand shimmered with Soul Power as he joined forces with the Sea Soul Beast to launch an attack.

With a roar, Yu Yuanzhen was unable to maintain his Martial Soul Avatar and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

[If only a tragic ending remains, I will not fear breaking free from my cocoon against the wind...]

Both brothers were seriously injured. They quickly huddled together, back to back, and retreated into each other's arms.

Yu Yuanzhen was filled with resentment; was he really going to die here today?

He desperately sought a glimmer of hope, but no one was there to help him. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was also under siege by Sea Soul Beast that had transformed into human form and Titled Douluo.

Tang Chen and Qian Xunji would have a tough time fighting Bo Saixi, and it would take Dai Tianfeng time to get here.

Yu Yuanzhen felt a wave of despair wash over him.

Even if those wings are torn apart, and one returns to the nineteenth level of the abyss...

Just when all hope seemed lost, a yellowish-brown storm, stretching straight into the sky, was hurtling toward them at an alarming speed.

"What's that noise?" Sea Spear Douluo asked in surprise, as a familiar scent wafted into his nose.

"Never mind them, take them out first," Sea Delusion Douluo urged.

[Holding your hand, we walk forward. Through night and day, without stopping. Through time and space...]

Wherever that giant tornado passed, Soul Master who weren't caught in it were choked and collapsed in droves, while those who were caught in it were like being stuffed into a washing machine, constantly spinning inside the Fart Tornado.

In the eye of the storm, there was only a giant dragon and a few blurry shadows; the situation inside was completely obscured.

[Feeling hurt and heartbroken, yet still fighting bravely—that's what makes a hero...]

Yu Luomian stared in astonishment at the yellowish-brown tornado that stretched to the horizon.

"B-Big brother, look! What's that thing?"

Yu Yuanzhen was equally astonished. He couldn't understand how he could achieve such power, even with his Soul Power fully unleashed.

"Hmph! What are you blabbering about, you idiot—"

Sea Spear and Sea Delusion Douluo didn't care about any of that; eliminating the immediate enemy before dealing with the rest was the right approach.

Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian watched the attack approach in despair, feeling that it was all over.

[Look up, chaos and war rage on. Turn back, you are by my side. Defeat the curse of fate, and let the story live on...]

"A spear and a water snake, and you dare to hurt me, Old Deng? Get out of my way!"

The Golden Sacred Dragon drew some of its fart power from the Fart Tornado and unleashed a fart that sent two Titled Douluo flying.

Yu Xiaogang stood amidst the storm, unleashing Fart Tornado that swept away all the attacking Sea Soul Master. Even the two Titled Douluo and the Sea Soul Beast had to avoid its attack.

Hearing the familiar voice, Yu Yuanzhen looked in surprise into the Fart Tornado: "Xiao Gang? How could it be you?"

Yu Xiaogang manipulated Fart Tornado to stand between the two sides, and a strong wind made everyone's clothes flutter, spreading a foul stench.

"Yes, Father, I'm here!" Yu Xiaogang.

Sea Spear Douluo covered his nose, both shocked and furious. The memory of that day's stinking fart that ravaged the city was still vivid in his mind. How dare they pull such a stunt again? He cursed loudly:

"Damn you, crew cut guy, it's you again? You're asking for it!"

"Sky-Piercing... Bah! Sea Spear Shoots the Sun!"

His Martial Soul rapidly expanded, and he hurled it with all his might, aiming straight for Yu Xiaogang within the Fart Tornado.

Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately used the Golden Sacred Dragon to release its energy to defend herself.

Amidst the deafening roar, the Sea Spear was blasted away, but the violent recoil also caused the three people, Yu Xiaogang and the others who were maintaining their Martial Soul Fusion Skill on the dragon's back, to weaken, with traces Sisi blood seeping from the corners of their mouths.

Although Yu Luomian couldn't see what they looked like inside the Fart Tornado, there was no doubt that even he couldn't withstand this attack.

But the other person still stood in front of him, and he even felt that he might have misjudged this good nephew before.

Even so, he knew that Yu Xiaogang could never defeat his opponent. Yu Luomian said sadly:

"When I first saw Luo Sanpao, I thought I'd encountered dog shit, and that he would lead the sect to its destruction, but it seems that's not the case. Now I realize that Luo Sanpao is both shit and fart."

He shouted urgently, "So, Xiao Gang, you have no obligation to face an enemy you can't possibly defeat. You understand, right?"

Yu Xiaogang wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her expression becoming more spirited than ever before, as if she were shouldering a mission to save the entire continent, and replied:

"Can't win at all? I don't understand."

Amidst howling winds and a foul-smelling storm, a blurry figure stood, with several other silhouettes seemingly studying something atop it.

Their images, reflected in Yu Luomian's eyes, caused the second-in-command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to tremble, as if he had witnessed a belief that transcended life and death, leaving him speechless:

"Yeah... when did I stop believing in fate? We have to win, in the name of farts!"

Without saying a word, Yu Luomian grabbed Yu Yuanzhen, who wanted to stay and fight alongside him, and pulled him backward.

Ignoring his internal injuries, Yu Yuanzhen struggled desperately, shouting, "Xiao Gang— "

Yu Xiaogang looked at her good father and good uncle outside the Fart Tornado and said earnestly, "Old Deng, it is your responsibility to lead the family."

After the two had walked away, only one voice remained, drifting on the wind. "Are you alright? You have to win, God of Farts!"

The two brothers stumbled and ran away, and faint sounds could be heard returning from them.

"Xiao Gang-- "

"Big brother, let's go! If we don't leave now, we'll be killed by my nephew's farts before the Sea Soul Master even beats us to death. Please, leave quickly..."