Chapter 41: The Two Generals
Deep within the Star Dou Great Forest, ancient trees reached the sky, their dense canopies almost completely blocking out the sunlight.
Only dappled specks of light fell upon the moss-covered ground.
Suddenly, a flurry of hurried footsteps echoed from within the bushes, causing large branches and leaves to sway wildly, startling countless birds into flight.
Immediately after, more than a dozen figures burst out from the forest, their forms disheveled, their expressions terrified, and their steps a panicked, near-desperate flight.
Behind them, hundreds and thousands of Spirit Beasts surged forward like a flood.
At the very front of the crowd,
a tall and slender young man, Tang Chuan, was leading the way.
Tang Chuan's face was solemn, and his movements were incredibly swift as he weaved and dodged, seemingly oblivious to the Spirit Beasts chasing him from behind, focusing intently on rapidly traversing and escaping through the dense forest.
However, in the very next moment, his body suddenly froze.
"This aura? The Crimson King, one of the Ten Vicious Beasts?" His eyes narrowed sharply, and an expression of disbelief appeared on Tang Chuan's face as he stammered.
Due to his spiritual force far exceeding that of ordinary people, even while moving at high speed, he could clearly sense all fluctuations within a few hundred meters.
Just now, a heavy, fire-attributed aura, like a mountain, appeared without warning within Tang Chuan's sensory range. The intensity of the oppressive feeling even made his brain instantly tense, as if a blade had sliced across his Soul.
Stopping dead in his tracks, Tang Chuan stood stiff as a wooden post, not daring to continue his escape.
And as he stopped, the Spirit Masters behind him also noticed this scene.
"Why did he suddenly stop running?" Hu Liena frowned, subconsciously slowing her pace.
She was about to ask, but was interrupted by a disgruntled voice beside her.
"Nana, ignore him. He's just an idiot, who knows why he suddenly stopped!"
Yan cursed, his face ugly, and without a moment's hesitation, he ran past Tang Chuan, rushing to the very front without looking back.
But in the next second, his face suddenly changed dramatically.
Ahead, the previously open forest suddenly plunged into shadow. A heart-palpitating fire-attributed aura surged forward like a raging tide. A three-headed, lion-like Spirit Beast slowly emerged from the forest, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.
"A hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast?"
Looking at the scene before him, Yan's face turned ashen, as if he had instantly fallen into an ice cave. He felt as if his breathing had stopped at that moment.
He had only ever felt such terrifying pressure from a Titled Douluo.
"Roar!!!"
The Crimson King's three heads roared in unison, their thunderous cries exploding deep within the forest. At that instant, the heavens and earth seemed to tremble.
Rolling sound waves, mixed with terrifying spirit power pressure, crashed down on everyone like a giant hammer.
The air was violently distorted, and even the ground beneath their feet cracked with spiderweb-like fissures.
"Ugh—!"
Hu Liena grunted, her pretty face instantly pale. She felt her legs grow heavy as if filled with lead, her knees suddenly buckling, almost forcing her to the ground.
"How can there be a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast here?"
Xie Yue let out a low growl, forcefully steadying himself. Veins bulged on his forehead, sweat poured down his temples, and he, too, could no longer advance an inch.
At this moment, everyone around was, without exception, pinned to the spot, their faces filled with extreme terror.
"Damn it… are we going to die here today?" Yan cursed, forcefully mobilizing his spirit power to resist, but it was like a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly useless.
And the Royal Fighting Team, who had just arrived here,
all stopped at the same moment, their faces changing dramatically, as if they had seen a ghost.
"You hateful humans." The Crimson King's body glowed red, and it spoke in human tongue: "Today, this King will make sure you never return!"
As soon as its voice fell, the Crimson King leaped up, its massive body rising like a crimson mountain, its huge shadow instantly engulfing an area tens of meters below.
The next second.
Its raised right claw, like a divine punishment, slammed down towards the Spirit Hall members!
Yan, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and the others only felt their vision go black. They wanted to mobilize the spirit power within their bodies to resist, but they had already been suppressed by the Crimson King, unable to move.
Looking at the scene before him, Tang Chuan's face also changed dramatically. Even with his steady and calm Heart-Nature, he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis at this moment.
"I can't worry about that much anymore. Even if I expose my Spirit Bone, I have to use it today."
"If I die here, what good is a Spirit Bone?"
Thinking of this, Tang Chuan took a deep breath, his eyes flickering slightly, then he looked down at his right leg, which was already faintly glowing with a blue-gold light.
This thought flashed through his mind.
The next moment, his spirit power surged, rapidly pouring into his right leg. Immediately, golden patterns slowly appeared on the surface of his leg.
"I can't worry about this much. I need to escape first."
Glancing at the Royal Fighting Team and the Golden Generation of Spirit Hall, Tang Chuan's eyes turned cold, and he crouched slightly, ready to use his Spirit Bone to fly into the air and escape.
In a battle of this magnitude, he had no confidence in saving anyone from a Vicious Beast.
Tang Chuan never deceived himself, nor would he play the hero.
He had saved Qian Renxue back then purely because he believed she would have value in the future. Moreover, at that time, he was only facing an Auspicious Beast of around five thousand years.
However, just as Tang Chuan's body trembled slightly, about to prepare to escape.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Several sounds of air being torn suddenly came from the air. Several slender, sharp throwing knives, like golden petals, suddenly attacked from the Crimson King's side!
These golden leaf-shaped throwing knives looked incredibly sharp, moving like lightning, instantly cutting through the air, and landing directly on the Crimson King's head!
"Clang! Clang! Clang!!!"
The crisp sound of metal clashing echoed through the forest.
"Ow!!!"
The Crimson King's three lion heads roared in unison, clearly in pain.
Due to the surprise attack and not knowing the opponent's strength, it had to abandon its current attack. If it continued to attack, its weakest waist would be completely exposed.
The next second, the Crimson King suddenly retracted its claws, its body pausing slightly in the air, then retreating backward, staggering a bit, crushing a large area of dirt and rocks before finally steadying itself.
"Who is it? Get out here!"
Three pairs of blood-red pupils blazed with cold light. The Crimson King suddenly turned its head to look in the direction the throwing knives had come from, its eyes filled with rage and ferocity.
"Golden petal throwing knives? Could it be?"
Looking at the scene before him, Tang Chuan was also stunned for a moment, his gaze vigilantly sweeping towards the direction the throwing knives had flown from, asking in confusion.
The next second, a somewhat effeminate voice slowly came from mid-air:
"It's been a long time since this old man stretched his muscles…"
Accompanied by a flash of golden light, in the sky.
A figure clad in golden armor appeared before everyone's eyes.
It was a man who looked somewhat like a woman. In his palm, a large golden chrysanthemum was quietly blooming.
This person was none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo, one of Bibi Dong's two great generals.
"Grandpa Ju! Why are you here?"
Hu Liena's face showed surprise and joy. She struggled to stand up from the ground, looking up at the golden figure in mid-air with a shocked expression.
The eyes of Yan, Xie Yue, and the others beside her also lit up with hope. Clearly, they had gradually recovered from the Crimson King's oppression.
However, facing Hu Liena's call, Yue Guan did not turn his head. He continued to walk slowly, holding the golden chrysanthemum, a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and said in a rather effeminate voice:
"I'm not the only one who came."
As soon as his voice fell.
Suddenly, black Qi surged around the Crimson King!
The few rays of sunlight that could penetrate the canopy were now swallowed by eerie black mist. The world seemed to plunge into the netherworld in an instant.
And within the rolling black Qi, chilling and sinister ghost shadows slowly emerged. Immediately after, with a bang, the earth cracked!
"Crack—crack—!"
Several gigantic black ghost hands suddenly stretched out from the ground, each several zhang wide, with hooked fingers, radiating a sinister Yin Qi, as if they were the claws of evil spirits from the depths of Hell.
"Roar!!!"
The Crimson King's three heads roared in unison, just about to erupt again, but those ghost hands had already struck accurately, slamming down hard on it!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Instantly, the Crimson King's massive body was tightly gripped by several ghost hands, its limbs firmly controlled in place, emitting creaking sounds of struggle, unable to break free for a time!
"Two Titled Douluo above ninety-five ranks?" Unable to move, the Crimson King immediately looked up at the sky, its face slightly solemn as it spoke.
Just then, a ghost shadow emerged from mid-air, silently.
It was a man in a black robe, his face sinister and pale. His entire being seemed to merge with the surrounding darkness. Only a ghost shadow could be seen on his body, no spirit ring.
"Grandpa Gui? You're here too?" Hu Liena's surprise reappeared, and she called out loudly, looking up.
Hearing this, Ghost Douluo lowered his head slightly, looked at her, and slowly spoke:
"Nana, you actually don't know. Every time you go out to obtain a spirit ring, I and Chrysanthemum Douluo… have been secretly protecting you from behind."
At this point, he scanned his surroundings, first glancing at the Crimson King, who was trapped between the ghost hands and roaring incessantly, then slowly continued:
"In the eyes of Her Holiness the Pope, the safety of your Golden Generation is extremely important. This is not entirely to prevent accidents from happening to you in the Star Dou Great Forest."
"It is even more to fear that certain forces on the continent… might take advantage of the situation to harm you."
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