Douluo: Wuhun Bone Dragon, I am the Undead Scourge

Chapter 128 Yue Guan: Better to die than to die, my fellow Daoist!

Gu Feng smiled as he looked at the newcomers, a perfectly timed smile curving his lips: "Of course it's not late, you've arrived just in time."

"Whee!"

Before he finished speaking, Dugu Yan, like a cheerful little deer, ran to his side with light steps, affectionately taking his arm, her charming appearance showing their intimacy.

This scene filled Dugu Bo with bitterness; the little cabbage hadn't even been raised for many years, and now it was being given away.

The moment Yue Guan saw the newcomer's face, his eyes lit up, a cold glint appearing in them, and his tone was chilling: "Old Poisoner! You've come at the perfect time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his hand suddenly bloomed, and his sixth soul skill, "Golden Stamens Flowing with Clouds," was activated with a roar.

Countless sharp, blade-like petals, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, swept towards Dugu Bo like a golden tidal wave.

Dugu Bo remained calm, his soul power flowing as he raised his hand, easily neutralizing the attack.

He curled his lips into a sneer, his mockery undisguised: "I say, Chrysanthemum Pass, all these years have passed, and your strength hasn't improved at all?"

Seeing his attack so easily blocked, Yue Guan was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "You broke through?"

Dugu Bo was clearly in a great mood, and laughed heartily with a beaming smile: "If you can break through to level 95, why can't I?"

"Impossible! You old poison master, weren't you already terminally poisoned?"

Yue Guan stared wide-eyed, her eyes filled with disbelief.

He knew all too well how troublesome the poison on Dugu Bo's body was. In his understanding, it was a luxury for Dugu Bo to live to be a hundred years old, let alone break through to a level of ninety-five.

But the Dugu Bo in front of him had a rosy complexion and a calm and powerful aura. He did not look like he was terminally ill at all.
Upon hearing this, Dugu Yan's eyebrows shot up. Gu Feng and Dugu Bo were the most important people in her life, and she would not allow others to slander them.
She immediately retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about! My grandfather is perfectly healthy!"

Yue Guan had no time to pay attention to her, staring intently at Dugu Bo, her eyes full of inquiry.

Dugu Bo revealed a sly smile: "Chrysanthemum Pass, you want to know? I'm not telling you."

This made Yue Guan so angry she felt like her teeth were itching.

Suddenly, Dugu Bo's expression hardened, and his aura surged: "Stop talking nonsense! You brought people to cause trouble for my Yan Yan, just to spar with me? I am no longer the same person I used to be!"

After saying that, his soul power surged, and nine soul rings fell one after another. The terrifying pressure of a Title Douluo made almost everyone present unable to breathe.

Of course, two people were deliberately excluded.

"Damn it, that old poisoner, I don't know what kind of luck he had, he actually managed to break through to level 95!"

Upon seeing this, Yue Guan's pupils contracted sharply. The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his hand bloomed once more, and his seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body, was activated with a roar. His entire body transformed into a giant chrysanthemum phantom, with eerie golden light flowing across the petals.

Facing Dugu Bo, who is now at level 95, he dared not be careless in the slightest.

It should be noted that Dugu Bo, who was only level 91 in the past, was able to contend with him for a long time by virtue of the special properties of poison, although he was still at a disadvantage.

But you should know that this is a difference of four levels.

The difference in strength between Title Douluos is significant with each level increase, not to mention that their strength undergoes a qualitative change after reaching level 95.

Now, Yue Guan wouldn't gamble on Dugu Bo, who is at level 95, nor would he dare to gamble on how terrifying his poison is now.

"Take this, Chrysanthemum Pass!"

As soon as Dugu Bo finished speaking, his withered hand pressed down sharply, and the ground suddenly cracked open with spiderweb-like fissures, from which bluish-purple mist surged out as if it were alive.

A nauseating, sweet-smelling stench instantly filled the air. Wherever the mist passed, bonsai flowers turned into black liquid, and even the hard rock surfaces sizzled and emitted plumes of white smoke. "Azure Phosphorous Serpent King's Venom—Ten Thousand Poisons Corrode the Heavens!"

With a deep shout, Dugu Bo's soul power surged wildly, and the poisonous mist swept towards Yue Guan like a tidal wave.

Countless tiny poisonous insects could be vaguely seen flitting about in the poisonous fog, and wherever they went, nothing would grow in the future.

Salas's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly pulled Huyan Zhen up from the ground and ran behind Yue Guan.

Yue Guan's expression changed drastically. He knew the power of Dugu Bo's poison skills and dared not be careless in the slightest. He rapidly circulated his soul power with both hands, and a black soul ring lit up under his feet.

In an instant, a giant golden chrysanthemum bloomed before him, its petals layered upon each other, radiating a holy light and forming a solid shield of soul power.

The moment the poisonous mist came into contact with the shield, it burst into dazzling sparks and emitted a sizzling corrosive sound.

"You old poisoner! Are you really going to wipe us all out?"

Hiding behind the shield, Yue Guan's forehead veins bulged as he frantically poured his soul power into it.

He could clearly feel the poisonous mist gradually eroding the power of his shield, consuming a large amount of his soul power every second.

"Hahaha... Hey Chrysanthemum Pass, why don't you come out? Why are you hiding inside like a turtle?"

Dugu Bo couldn't help but mock Yue Guan, who was hiding behind the soul power shield.

As he spoke, he waved his hands, and the poisonous fog grew thicker. Countless poisonous dragons churned and roared in the fog, launching wave after wave of attacks on Yue Guan's shield.

The light on the shield's surface gradually dimmed under the corrosive influence of the poisonous mist, and Yue Guan's face grew increasingly pale.

He gritted his teeth, a fierce glint in his eyes, and secretly plotted a way to break the deadlock.

Suddenly, Yue Guan turned his head and glanced at Salas behind him, his deep eyes revealing a cryptic expression.

Salas glanced at Yue Guan, whose eyes seemed a little off, and said weakly, "Elder Yue Guan, should we run away first?"

Yue Guan suddenly asked, "Salas, I remember you once swore an oath under the angel statue to dedicate your life to the Spirit Hall, right?"

Salas nodded, puzzled.

"Alright, since that's the case, it's time for you to pledge your loyalty to the Spirit Hall!"

"Huh? Me?" Salas pointed to himself.

"That's right, the so-called Path of Death, bah!"

"As the saying goes, 'Sacrifice one to protect millions of families.' I will bring Hu Yanzhen, the sect leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, safely back to the Spirit Hall."

Yue Guan spoke with righteous indignation and awe.

Salas's pupils contracted sharply as he looked at Yue Guan's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat: "Elder Yue Guan! I... I'm just a Soul Douluo! I can't possibly withstand this poisonous fog!"

His voice trembled noticeably, and his legs involuntarily took a half step back.

Yue Guan suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Salas's shoulder, and his fingertips almost dug into the other's flesh: "So what if you're a Soul Douluo? Back then, you swore an oath before the Angel Statue that you were prepared to sacrifice yourself for the Spirit Hall's cause at any time!"

"Now you're saying you won't offer yourself up, and you just won't?"

"Damn it! None of these guys in the underworld have any sense of honor!"

(End of this chapter)