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Staring intently at the fiery battlefield ahead, Tang Chuan's brows furrowed. He saw a spirit beast with three enormous heads, its body as red as blood, exuding an extremely fierce, fire-attributed aura. Fragments of spirit beast data flashed through his mind, and his gaze sharpened as he identified it. "Based on its appearance, this must be—the Red King, one of the Ten Vicious Beasts, the Three-Headed Red Demon Mastiff!"
When he spoke the last five words, Tang Chuan's heart quickened. In his opinion, the Ten Vicious Beasts should only be found in the core region.
He then looked at the two individuals fighting the Red King. Although they were being overwhelmed, their auras were incredibly powerful, with nine spirit rings swirling around them. Tang Chuan's gaze narrowed as he analyzed them. "One is slender, wielding a golden Snake Lance, striking like lightning. Their spirit abilities have a very strong piercing power. The other is bloated like a ball, covered in spikes, with spirit abilities that subtly carry a potent venom..."
"Wielding a Snake Lance, with spirit power like a spear breaking through formations, that's Snake Lance Douluo!" he murmured. "The other person, spherical and covered in poison, should be Porcupinefish Douluo!"
"Shouldn't they be in Heaven Dou City right now, guarding Qian Renxue? Why are they here? Could Qian Renxue also be nearby?" he thought, looking up at the battlefield where a golden light had not yet completely faded. A sacred pressure still lingered in the air.
Just as Tang Chuan was observing the battle, he noticed a strange dark golden light out of the corner of his eye. His gaze instantly locked onto the fallen Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear. The bear had long since died, but its right arm, which had been corroded by the poison, now had a bone faintly glowing with a dark golden light visible through the damaged flesh.
"Is that—a spirit bone?!" Tang Chuan's eyes narrowed, a sharp glint of surprise and joy bursting forth. "A dark golden light... could it be the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's palm bone!" he said to himself. Spirit bones are incredibly rare, and the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's palm bone is especially lethal. Finding one would be enough to trigger a bloody battle in the spirit master world.
At the same time, the earth-shattering battle was still raging ahead. The Red King's three heads spewed scorching flames and destructive shockwaves, putting Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo at a complete disadvantage. In the distant sky, a faint golden light was still visible.
"Fight, fight, it's best if you're both severely wounded," Tang Chuan muttered. "Then I can just take advantage of the chaos, and maybe even pick up a thousand-year Emerald Swan that you've stunned." He didn't hesitate. He used his Simulation spirit ability to transform into an emerald green vine, constantly stretching and winding, silently approaching the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's corpse.
Finally, the vine quietly burrowed into the broken flesh of the bear's right arm. He felt a faint warmth and a heavy sense of pressure at the tip of the vine. "Found it!" A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. He wrapped the vine around the object and pulled gently.
Swish! A palm-sized bone, shimmering with a faint golden glow, detached from the flesh and landed steadily in Tang Chuan's hand. This hand-like spirit bone wasn't large, but its front end had five slender, sharp blades, resembling a miniature terrorclaw. A dark golden halo flowed continuously on the blades, giving it the feel of a divine weapon.
"This time, I've found a treasure," he said. "You guys continue, I'm out of here!"
After getting the spirit bone, Tang Chuan glanced at the sky, then turned and transformed back into an emerald green vine, rapidly fleeing toward the outer reaches of the Star Dou Great Forest. In his opinion, the lives of the two Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall had nothing to do with him. Even if he wanted to save them, his current strength would only make him cannon fodder. "The less trouble, the better. My life is the most important thing," he thought, his figure like a green streak weaving through the dense forest, retreating along the path he had come from.
"Ah—" But before he had gone too far, a sharp scream suddenly came from the dense forest ahead, filled with extreme pain and unwillingness.
Boom! Along with the scream, a heavy thud followed, as if someone had been violently slammed against a large tree, shaking it violently and causing leaves to rustle down.
His advancing figure paused, and the end of the vine Tang Chuan had transformed into curled slightly on a branch. His heart tightened. "I think I just heard a person's voice. Could it be Qian Renxue?" he wondered.
After a moment of hesitation, he slowly restrained his aura and stealthily approached the source of the sound. Tang Chuan didn't rush in. Instead, he used his Simulation spirit ability to once again disguise himself as ordinary Blue Silver Grass on the ground, inching toward the sound.
Passing through several towering ancient trees, he finally saw the situation clearly. A blond man was sprawled miserably at the base of a giant tree, blood slowly trickling from the corner of his mouth. His clothes were stained with mud and blood. On the large tree behind him, a deep impact mark was visible, with wood splinters and a cracked trunk, showing how terrifying the impact had been.
Tang Chuan's gaze narrowed, and his expression changed. Short golden hair? A man? He recalled the identities of the two Titled Douluo who had been fighting the Red King. "Is he Qian Renxue?" his heart trembled.
Just then, a roar echoed from the front.
"Roar—!" Tang Chuan's gaze shifted, instantly falling on the area in front of Qian Renxue. He saw seven or eight 10,000-year spirit beasts surrounding him, leaving no escape. "Damn, why are there so many 10,000-year-old spirit beasts?" he thought, his gaze settling on the leading spirit beast at the very front.
It was a lion-shaped spirit beast, its entire body covered in brilliant golden fur, with golden flames under its feet and a third vertical eye on its forehead.
"Three eyes, golden fur... that's the Emperor Ruishou—the Three-Eyed Golden Lion?!" Tang Chuan frowned deeply, his eyes filled with shock. "How did it appear here?"
The pieces of information quickly connected in Tang Chuan's mind. Qian Renxue must have wanted to hunt the Three-Eyed Golden Lion for his spirit ring, which ultimately angered the Red King and caused it to attack. Her two Titled Douluo subordinates were busy dealing with the Red King's clone, and the Three-Eyed Golden Lion led the other spirit beasts in pursuit. He was no match and was beaten into his current state.
Suddenly, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion raised its head high, and its third eye opened, bursting forth with a captivating golden light.
"Roar—!" An angry roar echoed, shaking the entire forest.
In that instant, it seemed as if the entire Star Dou Great Forest fell silent. The seven or eight 10,000-year spirit beasts surrounding them all let out low growls in response, slowly stepping forward, their auras chilling as they approached Qian Renxue step by step.
Plants lay flat on the ground, the air was still. A shadow of death hung over his head.
Qian Renxue's face was pale. He tried to struggle to his feet, but his knees buckled, and he nearly fell again. At this moment, he could barely stand, let alone resist such a siege. "Am I really going to die here?" he thought. "Grandpa, I miss you."
Looking at the slowly approaching spirit beasts, Qian Renxue took a deep breath, a trace of struggle and stubbornness flashing in his golden eyes, but it was instantly swallowed by despair.
At the same time, not far away, Tang Chuan, in his vine form, hung quietly beneath a giant tree. He calmly watched the scene but did not move. He was hesitating.
"To save or not to save?" Tang Chuan's voice was barely audible. If it were anyone else, he probably would have left, never getting involved in such danger. But the person before him was not just anyone. She was the daughter of Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff, the future Angel God legacy holder, and the heir to the Douluo Continent's strongest power! If he could save her life now, in the turbulent future of this continent, it would be like gaining an unbreakable talisman! She had immense utilitarian value!
"But the problem is, my spirit power is only at level 20, and I haven't even obtained my second spirit ring yet. How can I save her?" he wondered.