Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 181 Potential Crisis, First Signs of a Conspiracy

On the scorched earth of the western battlefield, torn banners fluttered in the blood-stained wind.

The central area where the two armies clashed looked as if it had been plowed by artillery fire, with the ground churning up blackish-red soil mixed with blood.

Several brightly dressed squads were stepping over the corpses of their comrades, advancing with a clear objective toward the bandit squad led by the traitor.

"The seven treasures are named: first, strength; second, speed!"

The shouts of the direct disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School pierced the battlefield's clamor, and several beams of light fell upon the Haotian School disciples in front.

The disciples of the Haotian Sect had bloodshot eyes, bulging muscles, and throbbing blood vessels under their skin, resembling ferocious beasts.

"kill!"

In an instant, several Haotian hammers of varying sizes tore through the air.

The purplish-black hammer, wreathed in various lights, crashed down on the traitors and their ilk with a piercing, ear-splitting sound.

Wherever it passed, the air was compressed into visible ring-shaped ripples, and even the distant smoke and dust were shaken and swirled backward.

"Little tricks!"

Hearing the commotion, the traitorous minister saw countless hammer shadows reflected in his pupils, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth, filled with piercing contempt.

The bluestone slab beneath his feet suddenly shattered into dust, and he shot off like an arrow, breaking the sound barrier, leaving a faint afterimage in the ground.

Before the disciples of the Haotian Sect could react, he had already appeared in front of the disciples in the front row.

Veins bulged on his arms beneath the armor, and crackling electricity crackled around his fists.

"Thunder Fist!"

The fist strikes after the attack but arrives first, with both the afterimage and the actual fist landing on the target simultaneously.

Before the two Haotian Sect disciples in front of them, each possessing four spirit rings (yellow, yellow, purple, and purple), could react, they felt a sharp pain in their chests.

boom!
The next moment, his entire body was as if it had been hit by a meteorite, and spiderweb-like cracks suddenly appeared.

It crumbled inch by inch in the lightning, exploding into pieces that splattered onto the faces of the disciples in the back row.

For a moment, a brief, deathly silence enveloped this small area of ​​the battlefield.

A young disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his face, and when he saw the dark red in his palm, his stomach churned violently.

In the past six months, they have seen comrades burned to charcoal by soul skills and fellow soldiers corroded into pus by poisons.

But the sight of a living person exploding into pieces before one's eyes still instilled fear in many, causing them to tremble.

The higher-ups of the Haotian Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had anticipated this.

They understand the principle that if you want a horse to run, you have to feed it.

Immediately, disciples shouted loudly, which was inspiring.

"The sect leader has decreed that whoever kills the four heinous villains will enjoy the same status and resources as the sect elders!"

The sound was like a thunderclap, and the soul power specially infused into the voice made each word strike the hearts of everyone like a heavy hammer.

The pupils of the disciples from both sects suddenly contracted, their horror vanished, and replaced by greed.

They all knew that in war, even a small amount of resources could determine whether they would live to see the sunrise again.

Apart from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the resources of the Upper Three Sects, the Haotian School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School, had long been depleted due to the war.

The cultivation resources that ordinary disciples receive each month are less than 30% of what they received before the war.

"kill!"

It is unclear who first roared, but a dozen or so Haotian Sect disciples charged out like mad dogs.

Five disciples of the Clear Sky Sect at the Soul King level immediately unleashed their fifth Soul Skills, causing the Clear Sky Hammers in their hands to expand to several meters in the blink of an eye.

With the infusion of soul power, the patterns on the hammers shimmered with different colors of luster on each Haotian Hammer.

As several Haotian Hammers crashed down with the force to shatter mountains and split rocks, the muffled sound of the compressed air caused even the distant warhorses to neigh in alarm.

"Tch, what a laughable attack!"

The traitor chuckled lightly, his toes lightly touching the gravel, and his figure retreated several dozen feet like a ghost.

Rumble!
The spot where he had been standing was instantly struck by four giant hammers simultaneously, and spiderweb-like cracks burst forth from the black and red ground.

The fine lines spread out at an alarming speed, suddenly creating several large pits several meters wide.

Just then, a loud shout rang out. "Diamond Ice Dust Fist!"

The fist, which had been spinning rapidly, emitted a piercing high-frequency buzzing sound, and a pale blue chill spread out in front of him.

The drill bit slammed into the ground, and blue-white freezing air spread like a spider web along the cracked earth, with hundreds of sharp icicles shooting out from the ground.

The seven Haotian Sect disciples in the front row, still in their charging stance, were instantly frozen in translucent ice crystals.

Sunlight refracted through the icicles, creating a rainbow of colors, but it couldn't illuminate the astonishment frozen on their faces.

Unexpectedly, they fell for the trick and were unable to break through the ice in a short time.

The villains' team naturally wouldn't let this opportunity slip by, and one figure leaped into the air.

"Flying Blade Rock-Splitting Slash!"

With shifty eyes and a cunning expression, he raised his Fiery Cloud Blade high, the blade drawing forth heavenly thunder.

The blade, crackling with electricity, drew a streak of energy more than ten meters long through the air.

"Kakaka!"

When the lightning-infused sharpness struck down, the ice sculpture matrix shattered into countless sharp fragments, like a glass screen struck by a heavy hammer.

The ice crystals, refracting the sunlight, were mixed with crimson bits of flesh. They arced through the air before falling like a hailstorm carrying the stench of blood.

Even so, the elite team from the Haotian Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect did not stop.

This truly exemplifies the saying, "A generous reward will surely bring forth brave men!"
But the villains aren't stupid; they can't possibly face so many enemies all at once.

"Azure Scale Red Poison!"

Dugu Yan's Azure Phosphorus Serpent Venom spread rapidly, dividing the battlefield into pieces.

Those Haotian Sect disciples who couldn't react in time rushed into the poisonous fog, immediately clutching their throats and collapsing to the ground.

His skin was visibly turning bluish-gray lividity, and his eyes were wide open, as if he had died with his eyes open.

Even so, the disciples of Haotian Sect did not retreat, and continued to charge forward over the corpses of their comrades.

The traitors and rebels showed no mercy; six months of war had already made them ruthless and decisive.

They'll go all out and won't give anyone a chance.

They changed positions while fighting, not giving the enemy a chance to encircle and annihilate them.

Meanwhile, on the edge of the smoke-filled battlefield, three elite squads, each led by a Soul Saint, were quietly moving under the cover of piles of corpses.

They deliberately concealed their aura, moving in a roundabout way, without revealing who their target was.

However, they tacitly formed an encirclement formation, like lurking jackals, slowly approaching the location of the traitors and their ilk.

"Team One, go around to the left front; Team Two, approach from the lower right; Team Three, keep going straight. Don't make yourselves too obvious!"

An aged voice echoed in the minds of the three team captains.

Under the command of this voice, the three teams moved stealthily towards the villainous team that had changed positions.

They seemed to have GPS trackers installed; no matter how the villainous team changed locations, they could easily find them.

On the other side, Tianxia Wuzei, who was on his way to the western battlefield, frowned.

"I have a feeling of unease, what's going on?!"

He clutched his chest, filled with worry.

After all, the only ones who could make him uneasy were those three treacherous officials.

Seeing his sudden change in expression, Zhu Zhuqing more or less guessed what was going on.

"Since you're worried, let's not hold back our soul power and head there at full speed!"

The thief did not refuse, but instead picked up Zhu Zhuqing in his arms.

Before Zhu Zhuqing could ask, he heard what he had to say.

"Flying is faster than running, don't struggle!"

Before he finished speaking, the flight skill of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone on his body was activated instantly, and he rushed to the western battlefield like a shooting star streaking across the sky.

(End of this chapter)