Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck

At this moment, Wang Dong was still immersed in the crucial moment of absorbing the soul ring, and the surrounding soul power fluctuations became increasingly intense.

Tang Lan vigilantly observed his surroundings, his gaze sharp as an eagle's, not missing a single subtle movement.

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly, and every minute and every second was an ordeal for Tang Lan.

Finally, the fluctuations of soul power on Wang Dong's body gradually stabilized, and he slowly opened his eyes.

A hint of confusion flashed in those eyes at first, then gradually returned to clarity.

"Wang Dong, how is he?"

As soon as Wang Dong finished, Huo Yuhao asked eagerly.

Huo Yuhao's voice was full of concern and tension. He rushed to Wang Dong's side, staring intently at him, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists.

Wang Dong moved his lips slightly and said in a weak voice, "I'm fine, just feeling a little tired."

Huo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that you're alright. We were so worried about you just now."

Tang Lan also walked over, glanced at Wang Dong, and said, "Now that you're done, we need to act quickly and not let the Crimson King get too far away."

Wang Dong nodded, gritted his teeth, and stood up:

"Okay, let's go."

His face was still somewhat pale, but his eyes revealed a firm determination.

The three quickly packed their belongings and chased after the Red King in the direction he had fled.

Their footsteps moved quickly across the weed-covered ground, making a rustling sound.

Huo Yuhao followed closely behind Tang Lan, gripping his weapon tightly in his hand, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

The road ahead became increasingly rugged and difficult to traverse, with thorns and vines constantly blocking their path.

Tang Lan wielded the Overlord Spear, cutting down all the obstacles and clearing a path for the two behind her.

"Everyone be careful, there might be a trap here," Tang Lan whispered a warning.

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao became even more cautious in observing their footing.

Suddenly, a gust of wind howled past, swirling up a flurry of fallen leaves.

"Something's wrong!" Huo Yuhao exclaimed.

A group of dark figures suddenly emerged from the nearby woods and pounced on them.

Tang Lan shouted, "Don't be afraid, face the enemy!"

A group of dark figures suddenly emerged from the nearby woods and pounced on them.

These dark figures turned out to be a pack of ghost wolves. They were agile and their fur was as black as ink, making them almost indistinguishable in the night.

The eyes of the Netherwolf gleamed with an eerie green light, and its sharp fangs gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Among this pack of Nether Wolves, several were exceptionally large, clearly having reached the level of a thousand years of cultivation.

They emanated powerful soul energy fluctuations, and the Netherworld Wolf King, which was the leader, possessed strength approaching ten thousand years. Its aura was even more ferocious, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"This is not easy to deal with!" Huo Yuhao said with a serious expression.

"A mere thousand years is nothing; I can destroy it with a flick of my wrist!" Tang Lan said arrogantly, his Overlord Spear trembling in his hand, the tip of the spear flickering with light.

Wang Dong frowned and said, "Senior Tang Lan, we must not underestimate our opponent. We should be cautious."

Tang Lan snorted coldly: "What are you afraid of? Watch me deal with these thousand-year-old Nether Wolves first!"

Having said that, he flashed forward and charged towards the wolf pack like a ghost.

The Netherworld Wolf King seemed to sense Tang Lan's intention, raising its head and letting out a long howl. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 837 If you don’t eat the toast, you will be punished by drinking wine

Several thousand-year-old Nether Wolves immediately surrounded them, forming a defensive line.

Tang Lan was not afraid at all. He swept out with the Overlord Spear, and the powerful soul power turned into a gust of wind, which knocked several Nether Wolves back several steps.

But they quickly pounced again, their sharp claws whistling through the air.

Huo Yuhao called out from the side, "Senior, I'm here to help you!"

As he spoke, he unleashed his soul skill, sending beams of light towards the Netherworld Wolf.

Wang Dong was not to be outdone; he thrust out with both palms, unleashing a powerful surge of energy.

At this moment, Tang Lan exerted his strength again, and the Overlord Spear shone brightly, like a blazing sun. He thrust it out and pierced directly through the body of a thousand-year-old Netherworld Wolf.

The ghost wolf let out a miserable howl, collapsed to the ground, and died.

Upon seeing this, the Netherworld Wolf King roared in fury, its eyes turning even blood redder, and the fluctuations of its soul power becoming increasingly intense.

It flashed and pounced towards Tang Lan. "Overestimating yourself."

Tang Lan shouted and forcefully held the Overlord Spear horizontally with both hands, forcefully blocking the Netherworld Wolf King's thunderous attack.

Tang Lan's eyes sharpened, and she instantly unleashed an even more powerful soul force, causing the Overlord Spear to gleam brightly.

He swung his spear sharply, sending the Netherworld Wolf King flying.

The wolf king crashed heavily to the ground, and before he could get up, Tang Lan had already pounced on him like a ghost.

With another thrust, the wolf king died before he could even let out a howl.

Seeing this, the other ghost wolves were filled with fear and wanted to scatter and flee.

But Tang Lan wouldn't let them get away; he moved like lightning.

Weaving through the wolf pack, wherever the Overlord Spear went, the Nether Wolves fell one after another.

"Hmph, you dare to stop me? This is what you get!"

Tang Lan snorted coldly, and in a short while, he had killed all the Nether Wolves, leaving the ground littered with their corpses.

"Senior, you're really amazing!"

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong rushed over, their eyes filled with admiration.

Tang Lan remained calm and said, "Don't delay, keep chasing!"

The scene shifts to the Crimson King, who is running wildly, his heart filled with anger and resentment.

It hadn't expected Tang Lan to be so troublesome, forcing it to flee in a sorry state.

The Red King arrived at a secluded cave, stopped, and gasped for breath.

Its wounds were still bleeding, and it had consumed a lot of its soul power.

"Damn humans, I swear I will not be king if I do not avenge this!" the Crimson King roared in a low voice.

"However, the most urgent task now is to protect the safety of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion. We absolutely cannot let humans obtain it!" The Crimson King said to himself with a determined look in his eyes.

"Red King, you can't even protect the Three-Eyed Golden Lion."

Just then, Tang Lan's voice echoed in the cave.

The Crimson King whirled around, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared at Tang Lan:

"It's you again! Today I'm going to fight you to the death!"

Tang Lan, wielding the Overlord Spear, approached step by step:

"Red King, obediently hand over the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, and I may spare your life."

The Crimson King roared to the sky: "Delusion! With me here, you will not succeed."

Having said that, the Crimson King took the initiative and pounced on Tang Lan.

Tang Lan dodged to the side, and with a swift movement, swung the Overlord Spear in her hand, the tip of the spear grazing past the Crimson King's body.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong followed closely behind into the cave, ready for battle.

"Senior, be careful!" Huo Yuhao shouted.

"Human, how did you know my whereabouts?"

The Crimson King glared angrily at Tang Lan, baring his fangs and roaring that echoed through the cave.

He had clearly already escaped, so how did Tang Lan manage to track him down?

The only response he received was Tang Lan's incredibly ferocious attack.

"Second Soul Skill: Overlord Wind-Devouring Thrust!"

Tang Lan shouted, and the Overlord Spear in his hand was instantly enveloped by a powerful soul force.

A rapidly spinning vortex of soul power formed at the tip of the spear, as if it were about to devour everything.

Tang Lan moved like lightning, instantly rushing towards the Crimson King.

Sensing the immense power of the attack, the Crimson King dared not take it head-on and quickly dodged to the side.

However, Tang Lan's attack speed was extremely fast, and the tip of her spear still grazed the Red King's body, leaving a deep wound.

The Red King roared in agony, its fur stained crimson with blood.

Its eyes were filled with anger and fear, but it still showed no sign of backing down.

"You despicable humans, I'll fight you to the death!"

The Crimson King roared, his soul power surging wildly throughout his body.

It opened its blood-red maw and spewed out a burst of scorching flames, heading straight for Tang Lan.

Tang Lan, however, showed no fear. He swung the Overlord Spear in front of him.

The vortex of soul power instantly absorbed the flames, which then vanished without a trace.

"Red King, your tricks are no match for me!"

Tang Lan sneered and pressed forward again, his Overlord Spear surging like a dragon emerging from the sea, aiming straight for the Crimson King's vitals.

The tip of the spear shimmered with soul power like a dazzling star.

It carries an unstoppable and indomitable momentum.

The Crimson King was exhausted from dealing with the situation, and the wounds on his body were crisscrossing like a spider web, increasing in number.