Douluo Continent: Starting from Killing Arou with a Single Sword.

Chapter 92 Adversity

"Among these twelve soul beasts, the strongest are the 30,000-year-old Wolverine, the 20,000-year-old Human-faced Demon Spider, the 20,000-year-old Crimson Ring Lizard, and—" Ning Rongrong paused, then continued calmly, "the 40,000-year-old Dream-Slaying Poison Crow."

"The other soul beasts are all around ten thousand years old, so they are nothing to fear."

"Lin Feng, Shi Yu, and Zhao Cheng will go and hold back those four soul beasts, while the rest of us will deal with those ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts."

"Does anyone have any questions?"

Ning Rongrong had also led the team in the previous qualifiers, and they had never lost a single match. The team members naturally had no objections to her leadership; their bond made them trust each other and willing to leave their backs to one another.

"no problem!"

Lin Feng and his two companions nodded, activated their martial spirits, and took the lead in facing the four soul beasts.

"Sister Qianqian, Luoluo, let's work together and wait for Sister Yanyan's poison."

Su Qianqian smiled faintly and said, "Yes, Rongrong."

The giant shadow of the Devouring Python fearlessly confronted the ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, its frenzied roar even making them feel intimidated.

This was exactly the effect she wanted. Su Qianqian moved swiftly, "Fourth Soul Skill, Python's Prison!"

Su Qianqian's fourth soul skill is no ordinary skill. It can imprison five enemies stronger than her for three seconds at a time. If the enemies are weaker than her, it can imprison five or six enemies for five seconds. As Su Qianqian's soul power increases, the imprisonment time and the number of enemies imprisoned will also increase. At that time, her fourth soul skill will become a group control skill, providing a powerful boost to the group.

During the preliminary rounds, Su Qianqian never revealed her fourth soul skill. After all, once the fourth soul skill was revealed, the winner of the preliminary rounds would be a foregone conclusion.

Soon, the three soul beasts at the forefront were frozen in place. The other soul beasts' advance was slightly affected, and in that brief moment of hesitation—

"Second Soul Skill, Venomous Python Gaze!"

"Second Soul Skill, Holy Spirit Impact!"

Another batch of soul beasts were controlled, and at the same time, Ning Luoluo's second soul skill also took effect on them.

When the Holy Spirit Impact erupts, it carries an extremely strong shockwave that explodes upon contact, causing even the toughest soul beasts to feel the pain.

Now, half of the soul beasts have lost their ability to move. Su Qianqian's strength is beyond doubt; her control ability is truly one in a million. Given time, she will surely become a famous control-type soul master in the Douluo Continent.

However, the fighting spirit of the other spirit beasts was also completely ignited. They felt they had lost all dignity as spirit beasts, being controlled by a small creature. Were they really that weak?

Before the soul beasts could even process what was happening, Dugu Yan had already made her move.

"Second Soul Skill, Azure Phosphorous Poison - Paralyzing Poison"

"Fourth Soul Skill, Azure Phosphorous Entanglement—"

The second and fourth soul skills were applied almost simultaneously, and the dark green poisonous mist seeped into the bodies of the soul beasts like raindrops, gradually enveloping the area.

Su Qianqian and Ning Luoluo had long since left the poisonous fog area. During their training, they had the misfortune of experiencing Dugu Yan's poisonous fog and almost lost their lives.

Although these ancient soul beasts have thick skin and flesh, the poisonous mist can penetrate deep into their bodies, corroding their internal organs and ending their lives.

This is also why Su Qianqian and her companions dared to face these ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts head-on. A direct confrontation might result in a crushing defeat, but poisoning would prevent that.

After being purified by Ning Mumu, Dugu Yan no longer had any flaws in her martial soul, and her toxicity was greatly enhanced. Previously, it might only be effective against thousand-year-old soul beasts, but now, even ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts would find it difficult to escape.

It's important to know that Su Qianqian and Ning Luoluo had already bought Dugu Yan a considerable amount of time. In those few seconds, the poisonous mist had silently invaded the bodies of the soul beasts.

Furthermore, most of the soul beasts were injured, which made it easier for the toxins to invade and spread faster.

Even a soul beast that is around 50,000 years old only has ten seconds to react. After ten seconds, even a god can't save it, and it can only die in agony.

In less than a minute, the once fierce soul beasts were on the verge of death.

Seeing this, Ning Mumu didn't say anything. She simply put the soul beasts into her spatial storage and left the team alone. In battles like this, where a quick victory was needed, using shortcuts was perfectly normal. Ning Mumu had done this before and wouldn't say anything to them.

Moreover, the real battle is yet to come; those four soul beasts are not easy to defeat.

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"My lord, didn't we say that the master had chosen soul beasts for us? How come we haven't seen a single ten-thousand-year-old soul beast in this area?"

Xiao Wu and her two companions wandered around the forest for ages, but couldn't find the spirit beast marked by their master, nor could they see any ten-thousand-year-old spirit beasts. Tang San practically razed the bushes and weeds to the ground, and was exhausted to the point of wanting to die.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

If there were any reward, that would be fine, but we haven't even seen a trace of this soul beast. Do they really think he's a road paver? Is there no justice left?!

Xiao Wu was also full of doubts, but her worship of her master remained undiminished. She only blamed Tang San, saying, "You must have taken the wrong path. This has nothing to do with the master or the adults. You jinx! Going out with you is such bad luck!"

baffling!

Tang San was filled with resentment. Looking at the bossy Xiao Wu, he couldn't help but ask his past self, how could he have found this young lady cute? Even pigs outside are gentler than her!

"Alright, that's enough!" The Shadow Envoy felt he was losing face, but he didn't say anything. He coughed twice in a fake manner and said, "You guys rest here for a while, I'll take another look."

"Yes, sir."

The two sat down quietly, one with their head to the left and the other to the right, neither wanting to see the other at all.

The Shadow Envoy moved to a secluded spot, took out a black disc, and muttered something under his breath. A few seconds later, the black disc enlarged, revealing a dark, grand hall inside!

Visually, there are hundreds of towering pillars standing on the black stone slab. Each pillar is carved with different creatures, some with ferocious dragon heads, some with coiled snake bodies, and others with various strange creatures.

Tang San couldn't understand it; that was all he could observe with his Purple Demon Eye. He had always known that the Shadow Envoy was merely a lackey of that master, and there might be bigger fish above that master. After all, the benefits he had reaped these past few days were far more than just a little.

Tang San's rapidly increasing soul power made him particularly curious about the important figure behind the Shadow Envoy. He wanted to climb higher, so he needed to rely on the power of this important figure.

However, the Shadow Envoy hadn't made an introduction, which made Tang San a little anxious. So, seeing this opportunity, he couldn't resist using his Purple Demon Eye to spy. Tang San had great confidence in the Tang Sect's secret techniques; he believed he wouldn't be discovered, since he only peeked once, and no one would notice.

However, how could Tang San know that those pillars were not dead, and that the eyes of those creatures were all staring at him?

Today, September 18th, let us remember history and never forget national humiliation.