Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

"Zhu Qing! Stop fooling around..."

"Hmph! They've already given it to you for free... and you're going to refuse it? You even found a soul beast for them just now..." Ning Rongrong glared at him fiercely.

She clearly saw the two of them entangled together just now.

That bastard Ye Qiu definitely sensed it!

Feeling inexplicably guilty under the girls' gazes, Ye Qiu said, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore! You guys go first... I'm going to release the excess water from my body!"

After saying that, Ye Qiu ran behind a clump of bushes.

With divine power activated, he returned to the corpse of the human-faced demon spider.

The spider's corpse was suddenly ignited by black flames, slowly leaving only a short, flat soul bone resembling a spine.

There are four sections in total, with four drums on each side.

Ye Qiu wiped away the blood that had flowed when he used Amaterasu, and then picked up the soul bone.

"Eight Spider Spears! Got them... Sigh!" Looking at the thing in his hand, his joyful face immediately fell again.

He let out a sigh.

He frowned and helplessly wiped his mouth.

It still has some of Meng Yiran's flavor—sweet, soft, and moist...

The sun slowly rises, casting its warm rays.

Ye Qiu gently touched his eyes and looked up.

What man could withstand such a test? It's incredibly difficult!

"Phew~ Let it be... We'll talk about it next time we meet!"

Ye Qiu sighed, quickly shaking his head twice to shake off that little thought.

With Shenwei appearing, Ye Qiu rushed back to the main force.

……

Star Forest Mixed Area.

Inside the cave.

Avalanche sat cross-legged in a pool of blood on the ground, his body seemingly being slowly torn apart.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, blue arcs of electricity crackling around his body.

Gradually, the blood beneath him seemed to boil, and a blood-red mist rose and surged into the avalanche's body.

His cracked skin gradually healed.

"Phew!" He let out a breath.

A pure white swan appeared behind me, but it was shrouded in a layer of bloody light.

Overall, the swan is pink, and although it exudes a bloody aura, it looks somewhat ethereal.

He has two yellow and two purple spirit rings beneath him.

Avalanche's expression shifted, and the pink hue vanished quickly, replaced by a blue lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex shrouded in blood mist.

The spirit rings beneath him have also changed, now consisting of three purple and one black!

A smile spread across Xue Beng's face as he clenched his fists, feeling the sudden surge of power within him!

The aftereffects of forcibly cultivating the second martial soul he had just acquired have finally been suppressed.

"Very good! It seems you're adapting well..." Beside him, Hunfeng, wearing glasses, was writing something in his thick notebook.

His face was still pale and he looked very haggard.

It's still very difficult to digest and organize memories that don't belong to you.

"Thanks to the method you provided, teacher, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to withstand such a powerful force!" Xue Beng also stood up and looked at him respectfully.

"You're already struggling to withstand this additional ten-thousand-year spirit ring. It seems you'll have to wait a while longer for your next spirit ring and prepare more fresh blood..."

"I'll do whatever you say, teacher!" Xue Beng was already quite satisfied with his current level 49 soul power.

Although the price paid was high, it was all worth it to survive and to obtain that position above all others!

"Your Majesty, you're finally back! We should be heading back to Heavenly Dou City soon!" Soul Wind adjusted his glasses and looked at the blood-robed elder who had just strolled out of the cave.

"Hmm! This trip... yielded some results!" Evil Blood Douluo replied indifferently.

Then he waved his hand.

A corpse with messy long hair, missing an arm, and tattered all over, as if it had been torn apart by a soul beast, appeared on the ground.

"Your Majesty, is there anything special about this corpse?" Xue Beng examined it closely but found nothing unusual about it!

Even the blood was almost dried up.

Can this really be called a harvest?

Chapter 183 Puppet

A sinister smile appeared on the withered face of the Evil Blood Douluo.

Instead of answering the avalanche, he walked over and sat down on the skeleton of a spirit beast.

The dry, hoarse voice was somewhat grating: "This person's identity is very interesting... Soul Wind, you should be able to recognize him!"

Looking at the mangled corpse on the ground.

A hint of surprise appeared in Hunfeng's eyes!

He shook his head, pinched his chin, and frowned.

I sorted through my memories, recalling the intelligence I had read about the various factions.

A hint of surprise appeared between his brows.

"Teacher, do you know this person?" Xue Beng was still puzzled.

Hunfeng slowly walked forward, bent down and brushed aside the corpse's messy long hair, revealing a bloodless, deathly pale face.

Hun Feng shuddered, still somewhat incredulous: "Your Majesty! This...this is Haotian Douluo...Tang Hao!?"

"What!?"

The avalanche, who was initially confused, was immediately shocked: "Teacher! You're not seeing things, are you? This person is actually Tang Hao?"

Hunfeng straightened up again, his face filled with sighs and regret.

"There's no mistake. Although it shows signs of age, it still looks eight or nine parts similar to the portrait in the Spirit Hall's wanted poster!"

“That’s right! It is indeed Tang Hao!” Evil Blood Douluo nodded, agreeing with Hun Feng’s judgment.

"Gulp... Your Majesty, you're too strong..." Xue Beng swallowed hard, looking at the composed Evil Blood Douluo, his eyes filled with amazement.

Haotian Douluo's power is widely acknowledged in the Soul Master world!

He had just entered the Title Douluo Realm and was already fighting against many opponents, and even the former Pope of the Spirit Hall died in that battle.

Since then, Tang Hao has been hailed as the titled Douluo, the strongest powerhouse in the Soul Master world!

Even Xue Beng, who had played the role of a playboy for many years, was still widely known for his deeds as Haotian Douluo.

Unexpectedly, such a renowned expert was killed here by the Evil Blood Douluo.

"Heh...you don't actually think I killed him, do you?" Looking at Xue Beng's ghost-like expression, Xie Xue Douluo stared at him strangely.

"Wasn't it His Majesty who did it?" Avalanche was stunned for a moment.

If it wasn't Evil Blood Douluo who killed him, then how did this corpse end up in his hands?

Hunfeng, who was standing to the side, shook his head.

"It was indeed not His Majesty Evil Blood who killed him. Although His Majesty is a level 98 Title Douluo, even if you could completely capture Haotian Douluo, who possesses the number one weapon spirit in the world, it would be impossible for him to be completely unharmed!"

“Indeed!” Evil Blood Douluo also understood this.

Over the years they've been here, they've gathered a lot of intelligence. He knew he wouldn't dare to directly confront the Great Sumeru Hammer of the Haotian Sect.

"Then who killed him? And who is this body...?"

"I don't know who killed him, I just picked him up!" Evil Blood Douluo chuckled, taking over Xue Beng's words.

"You picked it up...you found it!?" Avalanche's expression changed.

The Evil Blood Douluo stood up again, hands behind his back: "That's right, I found him! When I saw him, he had been dead for a while, almost devoured by soul beasts..."

"I never expected that the mighty Haotian Douluo would die so silently in the Star Dou Great Forest! It's really a bit laughable..." Hun Feng poked his nose with his middle finger, a mocking smile on his face.

Looking at the mangled corpses on the ground, Xue Beng couldn't help but feel a little sorry.

He originally planned to use his teacher Hunfeng's soul skill to exchange for a Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, but the Clear Sky Sect had been closed for many years, and they hadn't had a chance to encounter any of the Clear Sky Sect's disciples...

"Avalanche? Forget about it. You can't transfer the soul of a dead person!" Soul Wind saw through his thoughts at a glance and told him to give up the idea.

Even if he were still alive, his third soul skill, Soul Transfer, would have a cooldown period of more than a year.

"Hehe... Teacher, I was just expressing my feelings. I'm already very satisfied with having the strongest beast spirit in the entire continent!" Xue Beng laughed awkwardly.