I've already been given the title of Douluo, and you want me to be reasonable?

Being the king of soul beasts is glamorous, but once they break through the 100,000-year mark, they will face an even greater challenge: the Heavenly Tribulation.

A 100,000-year-old soul beast can only live for 1,000 years. After 1,000 years, a heavenly tribulation will descend, and the survivor can live for another 100,000 years, and so on.

The Crimson King before them was about to face his tribulation. If he was seriously injured, he would certainly not be able to break through and would most likely die and be completely annihilated.

The Crimson King's eyes darted away, and he said with a serious expression, "How did you know?"

"You...how do you know?"

The Crimson King was somewhat surprised. Even auspicious beasts were unaware of such a tribulation, as it concerned their own life and death. If any threat occurred during the process, death would be their only fate.

Therefore, even the Emperor Beast, which he cared about most, was not informed by the Crimson King, for fear that something might happen that would cause him to be destroyed in the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Don't worry about how I know this, because starting today, you will be configured with the spirit rings of my disciple."

Lin Yuan shrugged, having had enough fun, and decided to directly destroy the ferocious beast Crimson King in front of him, thereby completely obtaining its soul ring and soul bone.

After all, a 300,000-year-old spirit ring and spirit bone are irresistible to any spirit master.

Now that Lin Yuan possesses such strength, it's impossible for him to let the Crimson King leave so easily.

The Crimson King flew into a rage: "Since you want to kill me, you'd better see if you have the ability. Even if it means self-destruction, I will never allow you humans to obtain my soul ring and soul bone."

"Stubborn."

Lin Yuan, wielding the Asura Demon Sword, instantly appeared before the Crimson King.

When Lin Yuan got serious, his strength was extremely formidable. With the help of his divine-level martial soul, he beheaded the Crimson King with a single sword strike.

The Crimson King's screams echoed through the sky, and the dark green blood gushing from his severed neck carried a corrosive odor, scorching large patches of blackened ground.

Its remaining two heads roared simultaneously, their bodies radiating a brilliant crimson light. Countless sharp spikes burst forth from the gaps in its scales, making it resemble a moving blood-red fortress as it crashed into Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure transforming into a blur as he flashed into the air. The Asura Demon Sword drew a silver arc under the moonlight, and the air shrieked as the sword energy passed by.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Lin Yuan pointed his sword at the sky, and the rubble and broken branches within a hundred meters suddenly floated up, drawn by the Asura Demon Sword and condensed into ten thousand sword shadows.

Sensing the danger, the Crimson King swept out with its massive tail, creating a bloody storm in its wake. However, the sword shadows seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, piercing its defenses from various tricky angles.

Dozens of deep, bone-revealing wounds instantly appeared on the Crimson King's body, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the ground beneath his feet red.

"Damn humans, I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"

A crazed light flashed in the eyes of the Crimson King, which was on the verge of despair. It roared to the sky, and its aura began to surge uncontrollably.

"If you want to self-destruct, you'll have to see if I allow it."

Just as the Crimson King was about to unleash all his soul power to trigger a massive explosion, the soul bone on Lin Yuan's left arm suddenly lit up.

"Second skill of the left arm soul bone: Heaven and Earth Transformation, Ancient Rock, Buzhou Mountain!"

Lin Yuan suddenly exerted force with his left hand, and a mountain a thousand meters high immediately appeared in mid-air, slamming heavily onto the Crimson King's body to its astonishment. Like a five-fingered mountain, it pinned the Crimson King to the ground, rendering it unable to struggle.

The Red King roared and struggled like a madman, but no matter how much strength it used, it was useless in front of Mount Buzhou.

Seeing that he had become a fish on a chopping board, the Crimson King stopped struggling and began to hurl insults wildly: "Bastards, humans, you all deserve to die, you all deserve to die!"

Lin Yuan put one hand behind his back, glanced at Ye Lingling not far away, and said, "Lingling, come and get your seventh soul ring."

Ye Lingling obediently walked over, and looking at the incredibly ferocious Crimson King before her, she felt a pang of pity and asked, "Teacher, do we really have to kill this ferocious beast?"

"Lingling, remember this: this world is a dog-eat-dog world where only the fittest survive. I will never decide someone's life or death based on their identity."

"This will only bring you unnecessary trouble, and you'll forget what your teacher once told you."

Ye Lingling bit her lip tightly, nodded, and said, "I remember..."

"My teacher once said that there is no such thing as fairness in this world. Some people are tall, and some are short. Some people have high positions and great power, and some people are born into lowly families. Fairness is just a joke."

"No matter the century, the weak are always slaves to the strong. Even if times change, what changes is only the way of enslavement. Only the victor can define right and wrong. That's how the real world is. To achieve one's goals, any means are acceptable!"

"That's right, this is the Douluo Continent where the strong prey on the weak. If your teacher is no match for him today, do you really think the Crimson King would let you go?"

The Red King raised his head and immediately said, "I will definitely let you go!"

Lin Yuan kicked the Crimson King hard on the head with his right foot and cursed, "I don't believe you for a second. If you want to deceive my disciple, you'll have to see if you have the eloquence."

"Don't forget, when we first met, you wanted to kill everyone here. Now you're scared? Don't you think it's a little too late?"

The Crimson King struggled to break free from the restraints of Mount Buzhou, roaring, "Emperor Tian! Emperor Tian, ​​save me!!"

"Brother Lin, could you please let this matter drop for my sake? I'll help you find a 100,000-year-old soul beast suitable for Ye Lingling?"

With one hand behind his back, Lin Yuan glanced at the voice in the sky and understood that Di Tian had not yet completely fallen into slumber.

"Brother Di Tian, ​​I can spare the Crimson King, but I need a soul beast like the Crimson King, preferably a healing type. That shouldn't be a problem, right..."

Upon hearing Lin Yuan's words, Di Tian inside Star Lake felt a splitting headache. Although he didn't want to pay attention to this Crimson King, the Emperor Beast Three-Eyed Golden Ni was still extremely important to them as soul beasts.

"Alright, I promise you, I'll help you find a 300,000-year-old plant-type soul beast as soon as possible. Could you release the Crimson King for my sake?"

Lin Yuan leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and said softly, "When you find it, I will let the Crimson King go. After all, the Crimson King's soul ring and soul bone are quite suitable for my disciple."

"Impossible!" The Crimson King bared his teeth, venting his dissatisfaction. "I am of the fire element, and your disciple should be of the wood element. Fire overcomes wood; you should know this principle. Aren't you afraid of it backfiring on you?"

"If you keep making noise, I will crush your other head."

As Lin Yuan's pupils turned blood red, the Crimson King, who had just thought he had been reborn, instantly became like a larger cat, lying motionless on the ground, as if afraid that Lin Yuan would shatter his skull.

(End of this chapter)