Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Huo Wu pressed for an answer.

"Ten thousand years... roughly counting, there should be more than thirty."

Recalling what he had seen, Feng Xiaotian continued, "The one in the lead was the largest and had the strongest aura; it should be a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast."

"The rest range from a thousand years to a hundred years, and we need to get closer to the exact year to make a judgment."

Wang Teng silently calculated in his mind and analyzed, "Sister Huo Wu is currently level 40, and the optimal age for her fourth soul ring should be around 4,500 years."

"Since there is a leader who is ten thousand years old among this group of fiery dragons, there must be some that are around 4500 years old."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Huo Wu's eyes lit up, and she turned and walked eastward.

"Walk."

Dean Huoyan strode after him.

Wang Teng and Feng Xiaotian exchanged a glance and followed.

The wind blowing across the grassland carries the scent of water vapor from distant lakes and the fragrance of grass.

Although the grassland in front of us is not very wide.

The distance from where Wang Teng and his group had just left the forest to the east side of the lake wasn't too far.

However, it still took Wang Teng and his group a full half hour to walk this route and quietly sneak up to the edge of the lake where the Fire Dragon was drinking water.

The reason they were so slow was because they had to keep their feet pressed down the whole time.

We must not disturb the group of fiery dragons playing by the lake, nor make any noise.

Although Dean Huoyan and Elder Chen are undeniably powerful, taking down this group of soul beasts wouldn't be difficult if they really fought.

But the question is, what happens after a fight breaks out?

This is Fire Dragon Valley.

The valley is teeming with dragon-like spirit beasts.

If they were to make a big commotion and attract all the ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts in the vicinity, then things would get complicated.

Once surrounded, even with Soul Douluo and Soul Saint in the team, they would have a slim chance of escaping unscathed.

So, let's go slower if that's fine.

However, they were quite lucky.

They made their way to the lake without disturbing any spirit beasts.

Before me lay a clear lake, its surface shimmering in the sunlight.

But the lake water, which should have been clear and blue, was now churned up and turned murky.

A dozen or so fiery dragons were frolicking and playing in the water, their massive bodies rolling around in the shallows, stirring up mud and turning what should have been a beautiful lake into a mud pit.

Chapter 296 Battle Against the 4500-Year-Old Fiery Dragon

The group lay prone in the grass, their eyes scanning over each of the fiery dragons.

"Look over there."

Feng Xiaotian suddenly lowered his voice, gestured to the right with his lip, and said, "The one on the far right, the one lying down, doesn't it look quite suitable for Huo Wu?"

"Its age seems to be around four thousand years?"

The group followed his gaze.

On a grassy area by the lake, a fiery dragon with deep red scales lay sprawled, slightly smaller than those in the water, basking in the sun with its eyes closed, its tail occasionally flicking lazily.

Wang Teng estimated that the fiery dragon was about seven or eight meters long.

Dean Huoyan nodded, his voice low but his tone certain, "That's right, this Fire Dragon is about 4,500 years old."

The age of the Fire Dragon spirit beast is easy to determine.

The hundred-year-old is small, only two to three meters long, with orange-red scales.

Starting a thousand years ago, the Fire Dragon would grow to five or six meters in size, and its scales would turn a deep red.

Every thousand years thereafter, its length would increase by half a meter.

If it has been around for tens of thousands of years, the Fire Dragon will generally be over ten meters long, and its scales will turn blackish-red.

The one Feng Xiaotian was pointing to was seven or eight meters long, with deep red scales, just the 4500-year-old Fire Dragon that Huo Wu needed.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Wu's eyes lit up immediately. She tugged at Dean Huo Yan's sleeve and said in a coquettish tone, "Dad, please help me get it down."

Dean Huoyan smiled and shook his head, saying, "Wu'er, this is your soul ring; you'll have to do it yourself."

"what?"

Huo Wu was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked incredulously, "Dad, that's a soul beast that's four thousand five hundred years old!"

"I haven't even absorbed my fourth spirit ring yet, how could I possibly defeat it?"

"Of course you can't beat them by yourself."

Dean Huoyan's gaze fell on Feng Xiaotian and Wang Teng, and he smiled meaningfully, saying, "However, don't you still have helpers?"

Huo Wu followed her father's gaze and immediately understood what he meant.

This was intended to let the three younger ones team up and practice their combat skills.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiaotian stepped forward without hesitation, his tone decisive and clear: "No problem, Sister Huowu, I'll help you."

Wang Teng shrugged, didn't refuse, and agreed, "I'm fine with that too."

Huo Wu glanced at the two of them, and her confidence immediately increased.

She took a deep breath, her eyes turned serious, and she lowered her voice, saying, "Okay, let's go."

The three exchanged a glance, lowered their bodies, and quietly crept towards the fiery dragon lying on the grass.

"Roar--"

A deafening roar suddenly exploded, making Wang Teng's eardrums ache.

The fiery dragon leader, which was playing in the water, suddenly raised its head, its copper bell-like eyes instantly locking onto the location where the three of them were hiding.

It stood up, its massive body creating towering waves.

With a loud splash, a colossal object, five or six meters tall and ten meters long, strode out of the lake, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Water cascaded down from the fiery dragon leader's body, crashing onto the rocks by the lake and splashing up a large spray of water.

Soul Skill: Fiery Dragon Breath!

The fiery dragon leader suddenly straightened its body, its huge mouth opened to its limit, and a cone-shaped flame swept towards the three of them.

The flames were incredibly hot; wherever they passed, the lake water evaporated instantly, and white steam exploded out with a roar.

"Watch out! It's a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast!"

Feng Xiaotian reacted extremely quickly, instantly completing the Martial Soul Possession.

Third Soul Skill: Gale Wings

Then, Feng Xiaotian grabbed Huo Wu beside him, spread his wings suddenly, and soared into the sky.

Wang Teng stood a little further away, and by the time Feng Xiaotian turned around to pull him back, it was too late.

"Wang Teng! Watch out!"

Huo Wu was carried into the air by Feng Xiaotian. Looking down, she saw the cone-shaped flame rushing straight towards Wang Teng and shouted anxiously.

The flames were already upon them.

A flash of golden light.

"Second Soul Skill: Sacred Firebird Spinning Top"

A spinning top appeared out of thin air and blocked Wang Teng's way.

"Wow—"

Above the spinning top, the sacred beast Flame Bird flapped its wings and cried out, its golden-red feathers gleaming in the firelight.

At this moment, the dragon's breath swept over.

"Ultimate move: Nirvana Dance".

The spinning top and the sacred beast instantly merged into one, and a golden-red wall of fire rose up, standing between Wang Teng and the cone-shaped flame.

"boom!"

The moment the two flames collided, a dull, loud bang erupted.

Sparks flew everywhere, and waves of heat surged.

However, the firewall remained completely still.

The dragon's breath, powerful enough to incinerate gold and shatter rocks, was firmly blocked outside.

"what?"

Not far away, Dean Huo Yan, who was about to step in to help, paused, a clear look of astonishment flashing across his face.

He squinted and looked closely. On the wall of fire in front of Wang Teng, a layer of golden-red flames was burning, with a deep color and a heavy texture.

It was this layer of flames that forcefully blocked the full-force attack of the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fiery Dragon.

"call--"

At this moment, in mid-air, Feng Xiaotian saw that Wang Teng was safe and sound, and couldn't help but let out a long breath, his tense body instantly relaxing.

For a moment just now, he really thought Wang Teng was going to die here.

"I knew this kid's flames were extraordinary, but I didn't expect them to withstand the breath of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast."

Feng Xiaotian murmured, a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Put me down."