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

Chapter 185 Bibi Dong's Trail, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's Ambition

Tianxia Wuzei slowly raised the right arm of the Bursting King mech, the muzzle of the Lion's Mouth Cannon flashing a blinding light, aimed at the heavily injured Tang Lie in the deep pit.

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In the air, countless light particles converged wildly, condensing into a ball of cyan energy at the muzzle of the cannon.

The destructive power distorted the surrounding space, as if even light was being swallowed up by this energy.

"Photon Roar Bomb!"

As the cold voice of "No Thief Under Heaven" fell, the ball of cyan energy suddenly erupted, transforming into a meteor-like beam of destruction that crashed down towards Tang Lie in the deep pit!

"Seventh Brother?!"

The other elders of the Clear Sky Sect were furious and wanted to come to the rescue, but they were held back by the Title Douluo of the Spirit Empire, including Thousand Jun Douluo.

They could only watch helplessly as the destructive beam of light hurtled towards Tang Lie.

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, stood not far away, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

He could have made a move.

With the spatial abilities possessed by his martial soul, breaking through Chrysanthemum Douluo's obstruction to rescue Tang Lie would not be difficult.

But he didn't move.

Because Tang Lie's previous attitude towards him could hardly be described as friendly; in fact, it could be described as arrogant.

Ha, in the past six months, the people of your Haotian Sect have been arrogant and disdainful of everyone.

The alliance between the two great empires and the three upper sects is nominally an alliance, but in reality, each has its own ulterior motives.

Relying on having the most Title Douluos and the strongest overall strength, the Haotian Sect acted arrogantly and domineeringly within the Allied Forces, even repeatedly interfering with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School.

There was no other way; the Clear Sky Sect had the most and strongest Title Douluos.

Given that the three sects each harbor their own ulterior motives, it's impossible for them to be of one mind and share the same fate.

Now that he has the opportunity to weaken the power of the Clear Sky Sect, how could Bone Douluo give it up so easily?

Some might ask:

Weakening allies is tantamount to weakening oneself.
If the allied forces are defeated, how can the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School remain unscathed?
If you scheme against each other, aren't you just wasting your time?
However, no one knew the true trump card of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

But Bone Douluo knew in his heart that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's trump cards were far more terrifying than outsiders imagined.

Even though the number of Title Douluos is not as large as that of the Clear Sky Sect, quantity does not determine everything; sometimes, quality is what determines victory.

There is a person whose talent and strength are both extremely rare. Once he grows up, he alone can determine the fate of the continent.

That person was none other than Bibi Dong, the former pope who defected from the Spirit Hall half a year ago.

Although Bibi Dong escaped with the help of Poseidon half a year ago, she has nowhere to go.

In order to successfully complete the Rakshasa God's test, she carefully selected and chose to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

After all, even without being obsessed with romance, Bibi Dong's brain is still quite sharp.

As a businessman who prioritizes profit, Ning Fengzhi would naturally not refuse a powerful force offered to him.

The two sides complemented each other perfectly, and soon reached a secret deal, joining forces.

This news was unknown even to the two great empires, the Haotian Sect, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, who were also part of the allied forces.

Even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was known only to Ning Fengzhi, himself, and Sword Douluo.

And that is the source of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's confidence.

Bone Douluo didn't think that the weakening of the Clear Sky Sect would cause any damage to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Conversely, the more the Spirit Empire and its allies weaken, the greater the chance that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will survive to the end.

Once Bibi Dong completes the divine test, her strength will be enough to change the entire continent's landscape!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will also rise in status, and may even become the overlord of the continent.

Haotian Sect? Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect?

Ha! Once Bibi Dong becomes a god, these so-called allies will be nothing more than stepping stones for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
Bone Douluo glanced coldly at Tang Lie in the deep pit, without the slightest pity in his eyes.

"Tang Lie, remember this in your next life: don't be so arrogant!"

The photon roar bomb ripped through the sky, trailing a blinding blue tail flame, like a falling star, and hurtled straight toward Tang Lie in the deep pit.

Tang Lie lay supine at the bottom of the pit, his bones shattered.

His eyes widened, his pupils reflecting the ever-approaching light of destruction.

Move... move for me!
He frantically channeled his soul power, but his body felt as if it were nailed to the ground, unable to lift even a single finger.

The stark contrast between his pride as a titled Douluo and his current powerlessness distorted his expression.

"I, Tang Lie, have roamed the continent for decades..."

"To think I'm going to die at the hands of a Soul Saint?!"

"No, I'm not reconciled!"

A roar of resentment exploded in his heart, but he didn't even have a chance to utter it.

Boom— The moment the photon roar bomb hit Tang Lie, time seemed to stand still for a second.

Immediately afterwards——

Heaven and earth lose color!

A blinding blue light burst forth from the deep pit, instantly engulfing everything within a radius of a hundred meters.

The battlefield was shrouded in a blinding white light; even the closest Soul Masters didn't have time to close their eyes before their retinas were burned by the intense glare.

Click, click—

The earth groaned in agony, unable to bear the weight, and spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly from the point of explosion.

The soil and rocks surged up like ocean waves, only to be vaporized by the high temperature in the next second.

Rumbling--

The deafening explosion finally arrived.

A mushroom cloud, mixed with dust and blue energy, slowly rose, and the shockwave swept across the battlefield in a ring.

Those Allied Soul Masters who were close by were blown away like straws, their bodies evaporated by the high temperature while still in mid-air, turning into charred, dried corpses that fell to the ground.

As the smoke and dust dissipated, the deep pit had transformed into a giant bowl-shaped excavated earth with a diameter of one kilometer.

The crystallized soil at the bottom of the pit gleamed with a dark red glow. The last trace of Tang Lie's existence was a fragment of the Haotian Hammer embedded in the crystallized rock layer.

The thief looked down at the hell he had created, his voice as cold as if it came from the deepest hell.

"To become the first Title Douluo to die by my hand..."

"It is the greatest honor of your life!"

As he spoke, he controlled the Burst King mech to look at the three elders of the Clear Sky Sect and Bone Douluo in mid-air. The mech's single eye flashed with a blinding blue light, as if it had locked onto its next target.

"And this is just the beginning!"

The chilling killing intent was almost tangible; even through the thick armor of the Bursting King mech, Bone Douluo and the elders of the Clear Sky Sect still felt a bone-chilling cold.

Bone Douluo's eyes flashed, and he suddenly shouted.

"Withdraw! These days, the people in the 'No Thieves Under Heaven' are not easy to kill. Let's go back and discuss this further."

Before he finished speaking, the space around him distorted, and a pitch-black passage instantly unfolded.

Before the Haotian Sect members could react, Bone Douluo's figure had already disappeared into the spatial rift.

"asshole!"

The elders of the Haotian Sect glared angrily, but they had to admit that Bone Douluo was right.

Their battle against Qianjun Douluo and others had already put them at a disadvantage. Now that Bone Douluo had taken the lead in retreating, staying here would be tantamount to courting death.

This would not only deny him the chance to avenge Tang Lie, but could also put him in danger.

"go!"

Several figures simultaneously unleashed their soul power, swinging their Clear Sky Hammers to blast away their opponents and speeding off in different directions.

If a titled Douluo is determined to escape, even if the Thousand-Pound Douluo and others have higher soul power, it will be difficult to stop them all.

After all, Yue Guan once fought Dugu Bo at level 91 or 92 with a level 95, and the latter managed to escape.

In the blink of an eye, only ordinary soul masters from the two great empires and the three upper sects remained on the battlefield.

They stood frozen in place, watching their powerful comrade's departing figure, their faces filled with despair.

"Since we've been abandoned..."

The voice of "No Thieves Under Heaven" emanated from the Burst King mech, chillingly cold.

"Then they should all die."

Before the words were even finished, the iron behemoth suddenly charged into the crowd, its giant lion-mouth cannon spewing beams of death, and its mechanical arms swung wildly, sending flesh and blood flying.

Each attack precisely reaped lives, without mercy or hesitation.

"Don't kill me, we'll surrender?!"

"Yes, we are willing to surrender and fight against the combined forces of the two great empires and the three sects on behalf of the Martial Soul Empire!"

Some Soul Masters, desperate to survive, knelt on the ground and surrendered.

Offer to surrender?

Ah……

A cold glint flashed in Tianxia Wuzei's eyes; he knew these people's true nature all too well.

Surrender today, and you might be stabbed in the back tomorrow.

Only death is the safest solution.

Blood stained the earth, and the cries of agony gradually faded. When the last body fell, the entire western battlefield had become a scene of carnage.

On this day, the people of the mainland finally witnessed the terror of the Pope of the Martial Soul Empire, who had not been on the battlefield for half a year.

(End of this chapter)