Chapter 406 — Four Titled Douluo (Part Two)

And the targets of these two Titled Douluo were none other than himself. Their origins were practically obvious. Where else could such formidable power come from?

Dugu Bo's eyes had already turned completely emerald green. With a sway of his body, he transformed into his true form — the Serpent Emperor. This time, he said nothing, instead lunging directly toward the white-robed Titled Douluo on the ground.

"Old poison, your opponent is me." A black shadow flashed into existence, instantly positioning itself between Dugu Bo and the white-robed Titled Douluo. The collision produced a piercing clang. That single sound alone sent every Soul Master below level forty in the arena crashing to the ground. The warhorses beneath the Royal Knights didn't even have time to whinny before they collapsed one after another, foaming at the mouth.

"Ghost, Chrysanthemum — if you kill Tang San today, you'd better be ready for death's retribution!" Dugu Bo had reached the absolute limit of his fury. He could never have imagined that Ghost and Chrysanthemum, the inseparable duo, would both appear in this place at the same time. He had known that place would take Tang San seriously, but sending two Titled Douluo was something far beyond his expectations.

When Shrek Academy had departed for Spirit City after the advancement tournament, Dugu Bo had already been silently shadowing them from the sidelines, precisely to guard against a situation like this. But he had never imagined that he, a Titled Douluo in his own right, would find himself so helpless. Facing two Titled Douluo simultaneously — and both of them at higher Soul Power levels than himself — he had absolutely no chance.

What made it worse was that his opponents intended to kill while he was trying to save a life. If the roles were reversed, perhaps it might have been manageable.

The black shadow's words irritated the white-robed Titled Douluo, but he knew he could not afford any further delay. His gaze, cold as a serpent's, stabbed toward Tang San. And in that very instant, dense purple-gold light erupted from Tang San's eyes at full force.

Even for a being of a Titled Douluo's caliber, the moment that purple-gold radiance pierced into his eyes, the white-robed Titled Douluo's body visibly swayed. The Soul Power suppression over the Shrek Seven Devils vanished in an instant.

And in that same moment, Dai Mubai threw his arms open without a heartbeat's hesitation, seizing the opponent in a crushing embrace. Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Ascending Sky Strike activated at the very first opportunity, combining with Dai Mubai's full-power White Tiger Meteor Shower — both attacks hammering directly onto the white-robed Titled Douluo.

Resplendent, prismatic light poured generously from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hands, four simultaneous amplifications manifesting upon Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, pushing their offensive power to its absolute maximum.

But it was still not enough to wound a Titled Douluo. The white-robed Titled Douluo's expression turned dark and predatory as a faint purple aura erupted from within his body. Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Ascending Sky Strike — the crowd-control portion of his attack — never even had a chance to take effect. He was sent flying through the air, and Dai Mubai fared no better, both arms dislocated from their sockets by the impact alone.

Had the white-robed Titled Douluo not shown the slightest restraint toward him, that single exchange would have been enough to end Dai Mubai's life.

Tang San already had the Yan Wang's Invitation ready to launch. But in the instant before he could release it, a faint golden radiance surged from within the white-robed Titled Douluo's body, rendering his entire figure ethereal and illusory — it actually broke Tang San's Purple Extreme Demon Eye lock. The Soul Power Tang San had gathered within himself to fire the Yan Wang's Invitation shuddered violently, and his right hand simply could not move forward.

"Die." The Strange Grass Heaven-reaching Chrysanthemum thrust forward. Wielding a celestial herb as his Martial Soul, this white-robed Titled Douluo's strength surpassed even Dugu Bo's. Ten soft, fuzzy petals drifted through the air, heading straight for Tang San. Those petals, which appeared to float at a leisurely pace, seemed to follow the very laws of heaven and earth themselves — sealing off Tang San's qi and every possible gap.

Tang San realized with a sense of despair that even if he wanted to deploy the Yan Wang's Invitation, it would be nearly impossible to hit his opponent.

After all, his Soul Power was simply too weak. He could not bring out the full might of this supreme Hidden Weapon.

Suddenly, a strange sensation flickered in Tang San's mind. He realized that everything he was seeing before his eyes seemed to be splitting apart — a division of space itself. The world around him fell utterly silent. He could no longer hear a single sound.

The ten petals of the Strange Grass Heaven-reaching Chrysanthemum burst into powder, scattering in every direction, and a tall, upright figure clad in white silently materialized, blocking his line of sight.

"Sword Dao Chen Xin." For the first time, the white-robed Titled Douluo's gaze became extremely grave. Even when Dugu Bo had appeared earlier, he had not shown such an expression.

The figure standing before Tang San was an elderly man, dressed in spotless white robes. His silver hair was groomed with immaculate precision, and in his hand he held a sword roughly three chi in length — a plain, unadorned blade of pure silver from tip to hilt.

His expression was placid and distant, his eyes seemingly seeing nothing of the surroundings, simply standing there in silence without a word. Yet his mere presence exuded an aura of absolute supremacy, as though heaven, earth, and all creation existed solely at his command.

The white-robed Titled Douluo felt his palms growing damp. It was sweat.