Douluo Continent: Taking Tang San as a disciple, with a ten-thousand-fold return for teaching him.

It didn't fly, it fell.

With a wingspan of over forty meters, its plumage is the bluish-gray color of the sky before a storm, with the edge of each feather shining with a silvery-white arc, like the reflection of a knife blade.

It has four eyes.

Both eyes are positioned directly in front of the eyes, and both eyes are positioned to the side and back, all of them are molten gold, and the pupils are in the shape of a cross star.

As it gazed downwards, a vortex of soul power slowly rotated deep within its pupils.

It has three crest feathers on its head, the longest of which is over two meters long. As it fell, it left three blue trails that lingered for a long time.

Sky-Splittering Sea Vulture.

It suddenly spread its wings about 300 meters above the sea surface.

The fall stopped instantly.

Once the enormous wings were spread out, they almost covered the sky above the three of them. With just a gentle flap of those wings, a white wall of waves burst open on the sea surface and pushed out in all directions.

Flander's expression changed.

"A 100,000-year-old soul beast has appeared..."

The Sky-Splitter didn't look at him.

Four golden eyes remained fixed on Chen Luo.

His cross-shaped pupils held no superfluous emotion, only a condescending scrutiny.

It was sizing up Chen Luo, sizing up this human who dared to venture deep into the ocean.

A moment later, it raised its head and let out a long cry.

The sound was extremely high-pitched and sharp, like metal scraping against glass, piercing Flander's eardrums.

It's issuing a challenge.

Bibi Dong's purple eyes turned cold.

She took a step forward.

There was nothing beneath her feet, but the moment she stepped down, the entire sea surface sank nearly half a meter.

A purple ripple of soul power spread out from her center, pushing the seawater into a high, circular wall that surged in all directions.

The pressure of a titled Douluo was released without reservation.

The Sky-Splitter's four pupils contracted simultaneously.

It flapped its wings and retreated quickly.

The bluish-gray feathers drew an arc across the sea; it was trying to run away.

Chen Luo raised his right hand.

Golden light surged from his palm, not in wisps, but in whole swathes.

The light gathered, stretched, and expanded in front of him, outlining the dragon bones, scales, claws, and whiskers—every detail—in the golden light.

Finally, the five-clawed golden dragon appeared.

The dragon's roar shattered all the waves on the sea surface.

The Sky-Splitter Sea Vulture shuddered and its escape speed increased.

It flapped its wings twice, and its body transformed into a streak of bluish-gray light, sweeping towards the distant sea.

Its airflow left a white trail on the sea surface, stretching for hundreds of meters.

But the five-clawed golden dragon is faster.

The golden dragon's body stretched into a golden line in the air, and within a few breaths it caught up to within a hundred meters of the Sky-Splitting Sea Vulture.

The Sky-Splitter Sea Vulture sensed the approaching pursuer, and its four eyes simultaneously emitted a dazzling molten gold light.

It stopped running away.

It suddenly turned back in mid-air.

The wings drew an extremely sharp arc as they turned back, followed by a second and a third.

Every trajectory it had previously traced in the air—its dive routes, its spiraling arcs, its escape paths—was activated at this moment.

Those trails lit up with a bluish-white light.

Then it exploded.

Countless vacuum blades erupted simultaneously from those trajectories, horizontal, vertical, and diagonal, weaving together to form a three-dimensional cutting net.

The sea was etched with countless grooves, and the air was filled with piercing screams.

The cutting net completely enveloped the five-clawed golden dragon.

Flander clenched his fists instinctively.

Then he saw that the five-clawed golden dragon did not dodge.

The dragon's body crashed directly into the net formed by the vacuum blades.

Those vacuum blades, powerful enough to slice through the sea, struck the dragon scales, sending up a string of golden sparks.

Not even a white mark was left on the dragon scales.

The Sky-Splitter's four pupils simultaneously shrank to the size of pinpoints.

The five-clawed golden dragon opened its mouth.

A golden ball of energy condensed deep in its throat, initially only the size of a fist, then rapidly expanded.

The golden light grew brighter and brighter, so bright that Flander had to look away.

The energy ball shot out.

A tuft of black, reversed feathers on the chest of the Sky-Splitter Sea Vulture suddenly exploded.

Black wind surged from the shattered feathers, coalescing into a churning wall of wind before it.

The edges of the wind wall tore at the air, emitting a low, whistling sound.

The golden energy ball crashed into the black wind wall.

The wind wall was instantly pierced.

There was no stalemate, no struggle, not even a moment's pause.

The black wind wall was torn apart like paper, and the golden energy ball passed through it, striking the Sky-Splitter Sea Vulture squarely in the chest.

A muffled thud.

It wasn't an explosion, it penetrated through.

The Sky-Splitter's massive body stiffened abruptly, then began to plummet.

A huge bloody hole was blasted into its chest, and its bluish-gray feathers were stained dark red with blood.

The light in the four molten gold eyes quickly dimmed, and the cross-shaped pupils began to dilate.

Its wings were still twitching slightly, but it was too weak to flap them anymore.

The enormous body plummeted from the sky to the sea, leaving a long trail of blood mist in its wake.

Chen Luo's voice rang in Flander's ears: "He's on his last breath."

Flanders paused for a moment, then realized what was happening.

He took a deep breath, and a pair of huge owl wings spread out behind him, propelling him into the air as he chased after the direction in which the Sky-Splitter Sea Vulture had fallen.

The Sky-Splitter Sea Vulture landed on the sea surface.

The seawater was stained red with its blood.

Its four eyes still had a faint glimmer of golden light left, and the bloody hole in its chest almost pierced through its entire body. Through the wound, one could see the shattered bones and the stagnant internal organs.

Flanders landed in front of it.

He looked down at the solitary, giant seabird, paused for a moment, then raised his right hand. Soul power condensed into a blade in his palm.

A palm fell.

The last trace of life in the Sky-Splitter Sea Vulture dissipated.

A crimson halo slowly rose from its corpse.

Chapter 332 Flander: Title Douluo!

The crimson halo floated on the sea, casting Flander's face in alternating light and shadow.

Chen Luo and Bibi Dong landed beside him.

The corpse of the Sky-Splitter Sea Vulture was half-submerged and half-floating, its blood spreading with the ocean currents, staining a large area of ​​the dark sea red.

Flander crouched down and reached into the bloody hole in the Sky Piercer's chest.

A moment later, he withdrew his hand, holding a dark blue soul bone in his palm.

The surface of the bone is covered with fine, silvery-white patterns, like the trails left by the sea breeze as it brushes across the crests of waves.

"Right leg bone."

Flander handed the soul bone to Chen Luo, his tone carrying a hint of relief: "Good luck."

Chen Luo took the soul bone and ran his fingertips along the patterns on the bone surface, feeling the wind-attribute soul power sealed inside pulsating slightly.

Flander shook the blood off his hands and suddenly asked, "How can you be so sure it came from the right leg bone?"

"The Sky-Rending Vulture is quite special."

Chen Luo turned the soul bone over and examined it. The bone shape was perfect, and the quality was even better than he had expected: "The soul bone of this kind of soul beast is either the skull or the right leg bone. There is no third possibility."

Flanders raised an eyebrow: "What if it's a skull?"

Chen Luo looked up at him, a smile curving her lips: "Then you'll get off easy. I can always find another one."

Flanders paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

The laughter echoed across the sea, easing the tension left by the battle.