Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

He wore a gray robe with the insignia of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, his white hair was casually tied back, and he had a short goatee on his chin that trembled slightly in the morning breeze.

At first glance, the old man looked like an ordinary country bumpkin.

But from the moment Wang Teng saw him, he knew that this was a true master.

Because an invisible sense of oppression emanated from the old man, a feeling that Wang Teng was familiar with.

Wang Teng had seen Sword Douluo Chen Xin at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and knew that it was the unique aura of a sword master.

Sharp and fierce, as if looking at it too long would hurt you.

"Could this be a member of Sword Douluo's clan?"

Wang Teng secretly made his own guesses.

Just then, the old man spoke first. His voice was a little hoarse, but full of energy. He said, "You are Wang boy?"

Wang Teng quickly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and introduced himself: "Wang Teng greets senior."

"Not bad, not bad."

The old man looked him up and down, stroking his white goatee. His face was expressionless, but his tone was quite amiable.

"Young man, I am Chen Ce, my martial soul is Qingfeng Sword, and I am now a Soul Saint of level seventy-two."

"From now on, I will be in charge of protecting your safety."

"However, let me make this clear from the start: unless you encounter an extremely dangerous situation or face a life-or-death crisis, I will not readily offer my help."

"Of course, this is also the sect leader's intention. You should keep that in mind."

"Understood, Senior Chen."

Wang Teng nodded, showing no dissatisfaction.

On the contrary, he was very satisfied with the protection method arranged by Ning Fengzhi.

Chen Ce's reluctance to act means that his freedom of action will not be interfered with.

Wang Teng originally planned to venture deep into the poisonous miasma to do his own thing. It would be a real problem if he had a bodyguard who wanted to interfere at the drop of a hat.

Moreover, the other party promised to help in a life-or-death situation, which is equivalent to having an extra life and a safety net. What else is there to complain about?

"Alright, you can leave now. I'll stay hidden around you."

Chen Ce waved his hand, paused, and then added, "By the way, don't call me 'senior' anymore, it sounds too formal. Just call me Elder Chen."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Teng felt a gentle breeze pass by, and Chen Ce's figure disappeared from the spot.

Wang Teng was slightly taken aback, then focused his attention on sensing.

His mental strength was now far beyond that of ordinary people, and he quickly noticed something amiss.

It turns out that Elder Chen's method of disappearing was not a spatial soul skill, but rather Chen Ce himself created a wind-attribute protective shield around himself.

However, Elder Chen's control over his own soul power was so exquisite that he actually made the shield completely transparent, thus achieving visual invisibility.

Guided by his spiritual power, Wang Teng "saw" Elder Chen wrapped in that transparent protective shield, walking slowly and steadily into the distance.

"interesting."

Wang Teng secretly praised it, saying, "This soul skill is practically like giving myself an invisibility cloak."

"Elder Chen's martial spirit is still an offensive weapon-type martial spirit like the Qingfeng Sword..."

A scene involuntarily flashed through Wang Teng's mind: after Chen Lao became invisible, he silently crept up to the enemy, and then the Qingfeng Sword was suddenly drawn, severing the enemy's throat with a single strike.

hiss.

Wang Teng gasped.

The foundation of major sects like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is truly impressive.

Even a random Soul Saint could possess such unpredictable and unpredictable methods.

After a moment of reflection, Wang Teng composed himself and turned to walk towards the city gate.

His destination was clear: Sunset Forest, and the ten-mile-long poisonous miasma surrounding the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

Two and a half hours later, Wang Teng finally arrived at his destination.

Standing about 500 meters outside the poisonous miasma, the scene before him was slightly unexpected.

Compared to the few people I had heard about before, there were significantly more Soul Masters and soldiers gathered here now.

These people were scattered in groups of three or five in various places.

Some were talking in hushed tones, some were organizing their equipment, and others were cautiously approaching the edge of the poisonous miasma.

However, after taking a closer look, Wang Teng discovered that not all of these Soul Masters were spies from major powers.

Judging from their clothing and behavior, many of them were probably independent cultivators who came spontaneously, or members of mercenary groups.

Wang Teng quickly understood the intricacies of the matter.

These extra Soul Masters must be here to search for treasure.

The so-called "treasure hunt" was not about these people knowing that there was a Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire at the very center of the poisonous miasma; that was a secret known only to Wang Teng.

What these ordinary people are looking for are the poisonous plants and flowers that grow naturally in this poisonous miasma, as well as the poisonous soul beasts that have been attracted by the miasma.

This poisonous miasma has been expanding to its current location for several months now.

Chapter 265 The Demented Tyrannosaurus Rex

As time went by, the miasma gradually stabilized, and the concentration of toxins within it also tended to remain stable.

After the poison subsided, various poisonous spirit beasts began to be attracted here and settled down.

Besides the spirit beasts, the plants and animals that originally grew on this land also mutated due to the stimulation of the concentrated toxins after the poisonous miasma spread.

Over time, the poisonous miasma in front of them became a natural treasure trove.

It is home to many poisonous creatures rarely seen in the outside world, some of which are entirely new species that have never been recorded before.

Poison and medicine have always been two sides of the same coin.

For those who are well-versed in pharmacology, these highly toxic substances can be transformed into life-saving medicines with a little processing.

For those Soul Masters who cultivate poison techniques, this place is a dream training ground.

Some people come to hunt for spirit rings. Most of the spirit beasts that survive in the poisonous miasma have highly poisonous properties, which are suitable for spirit masters with certain martial spirits.

Therefore, as time went on, the ten-mile-long poisonous miasma attracted more and more people.

Some did it for cultivation, some for gathering herbs, some for hunting soul rings, and some simply wanted to try their luck and see if they could find any rare and precious treasures.

Wang Teng arrived here alone and did not attract much attention.

He didn't seem inclined to talk to anyone else. After briefly observing his surroundings, he stepped into the depths of the poisonous miasma.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Soon, Wang Teng had walked several hundred meters forward.

The surrounding air began to thicken, and a faint, sweet, fishy smell could be detected.

The gray dust particles floating in the air were now visible to the naked eye, gleaming eerily in the sunlight.

Because of the toxic fog, people outside could no longer see him.

Just then, a gentle breeze swept past Wang Teng, and Elder Chen appeared, stopping him in his tracks. He said, "Young Wang, are you sure you want to continue? Is your body up to it?"

Wang Teng stopped and looked at the old man in front of him. He nodded seriously and said, "Elder Chen, I'm sure."

As he spoke, a purple light flashed beneath his feet, and the Steel Wing Bat Spinner appeared out of thin air on the ground.

"squeak--"

With a sharp screech, the Spinning Beast Steel-Winged Bat appeared.

As soon as the little guy appeared, he seemed to immediately sense the special nature of the surrounding environment and instinctively flapped his wings and cried out.

The steel-winged bat spinning top on the ground seemed to sense the sacred beast's emotions and began to spin faster and faster.

"Elder Chen, look."

Wang Teng pointed to the scene before him and said, "My spinning top and sacred beast are very satisfied with this place."

"However, I think the concentration of toxins in this place is still a bit too low."

"So, I plan to continue walking in and see if I can find a more suitable place."

Old Chen stared at the spinning top for a moment, then looked at the cheerful steel-winged bat.

He remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded and agreed, "Young man, since you're sure your body can handle it, then I won't stop you."

At this point, Elder Chen's face fell slightly, and his tone became more helpless as he said, "However, my old bones can't take it anymore, and I can't go any deeper with you."

"Don't let my status as a Soul Saint fool you. I'm still just a Weapon Soul Master, and my body isn't very strong to begin with. Plus, I'm getting old..."

"I've only walked a few steps here, and my throat already feels itchy—"

"Cough-cough-"

Before he could finish speaking, Elder Chen coughed twice, quickly covered his mouth, and waved to Wang Teng.

Seeing this, Wang Teng felt a sense of relief.

He originally intended to venture deep into the poisonous miasma and make another trip to the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.

If Elder Chen had continued to follow, he would have had to find an excuse to send him away. Now that Elder Chen couldn't get in himself, it saved him a lot of trouble.

"Elder Chen, please rest here for now. You don't need to come inside with me."

Wang Teng quickly said, "There probably aren't many Soul Masters in this poisonous miasma. Besides, I'm not one to fight with people. I should be fine if I'm careful."

"OK then."

Old Chen patted him on the shoulder and instructed, "But you have to be careful, kid. If you encounter any danger, run outside immediately. Don't try to tough it out."

"I'll be waiting for you nearby. If anything happens, just shout. I'll rush over to save you in no time."

"Yes, Elder Chen."

Elder Chen nodded, said no more, and sat down cross-legged on the spot, closing his eyes to rest.