. Lin Jie was quite familiar with the Sunset Forest. After all, it was his blessed land. Whether it was the immortal herbs, the two Dragon King soul bones, or the two ultimate martial spirits, they had greatly increased his strength.
Following the route he remembered, avoiding some soul beasts, Lin Jie successfully reached the outer edge of the poisonous miasma array.
After opening his mind net, a wave of energy emanated from it into the poison array.
Lin Jie's mind net was now much more advanced than before. It could not only detect but also lock onto objects, and more importantly, its range was astonishingly large.
A moment later, Lin Jie's mind net locked onto two auras not far from the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire.
One powerful aura belonged to Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, though his aura was somewhat chaotic.
The other aura was also recognized by Lin Jie: Dugu Bo's granddaughter, Dugu Yan. Lin Jie could sense anxiety, uneasiness, and worry in her aura.
"I didn't expect he was actually there! This saves me the trouble of looking for him."
Lin Jie glanced at the poisonous miasma before him, unconcerned, and walked straight in.
These poisons had no effect on Lin Jie. It wouldn't harm Lin Jie in the slightest.
He walked with familiarity to the cliffs of the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire. Seeing the Yin-Yang Eye still standing, he couldn't help but look down.
The herb garden, which Lin Jie had stripped bare, was beginning to produce new medicinal herbs. The Yin-Yang Spring of Ice and Fire still emanated a special energy from heaven and earth. No wonder
it was called a treasure land. Looking to the other side of the cliff, he saw Dugu Bo.
Lin Jie stepped on the ground and soared into the air, heading towards the other side of the cliff.
"Ugh..."
At that moment, a series of agonizing cries echoed from a cave. Within
the cave was Dugu Bo, suffering from the backlash of the poison, his hair disheveled and his face horrified.
To the world, he was the feared Poison Douluo. But unknown to the world, this poison-using Douluo was actually poisoned, and it was his own poison.
Outside the cave, Dugu Yan, with her emerald green hair, heard the mournful cries and gazed into the cave with worry, anxiety, and trepidation.
She understood this pain, having felt it twice in the past six months. If it weren't for her grandfather, Dugu Bo, who helped suppress it, she would never have been able to endure the excruciating pain worse than death.
It was because her grandfather had helped her absorb the poison in her body into his, causing it to take effect now.
Poison Douluo was enduring the agony of the poison's backlash, and Dugu Yan grew restless with worry. Neither of them knew that Lin Jie had arrived.
Meanwhile, not far from Dugu Yan, Lin Jie watched Dugu Yan pacing, then gazed into the cave. Recalling Dugu Bo's spirit energy aura, he instantly understood.
Dugu Bo's poison must have taken effect; otherwise, with his Titled Douluo strength, he wouldn't have been unaware of his presence.
"Dugu Bo's poison has taken effect. Should I take this opportunity to finish him off?"
After a moment's thought, Lin Jie decided not to kill him yet. After all, he would need to extract the method for condensing the poison pill from him later, and if he didn't tell him, it wouldn't be too late to kill him later. Lin Jie was now extremely confident in his own strength; if he put up a fight, he would definitely be able to defeat Poison Douluo. "
Who is it?"
Dugu Yan, pacing back and forth, suddenly heard a noise and quickly looked over.
"It's you."
Seeing the person approaching, Dugu Yan was somewhat incredulous. It was actually Lin Jie.
How could Dugu Yan not know about such a monstrous being like Lin Jie? Moreover, she remembered that Lin Jie had already joined the Spirit Hall and become a disciple of the Pope. Why was she here now? Could it be because of her grandfather?
"Why are you here?"
Dugu Yan looked at Lin Jie defensively. She knew that her grandfather had some grudge against the Spirit Hall, and that he was currently enduring the torment of the poison's backlash. Lin Jie's presence here definitely wasn't a good omen.
"Dugu Yan, I didn't expect to see you again. Your grandfather must be in there," Lin Jie said.
"Why are you here? What are you trying to do?"
Dugu Yan, clearly here for her grandfather, absolutely couldn't be disturbed right now. Dugu Yan looked at Lin Jie, her eyes growing even more defensive.
"Hmm, your grandfather seems to be enduring some immense pain. Oh, could he be poisoned by his own poison?"
Lin Jie glanced into the cave, a look of shock on his face.
"How did you know?"
"It's hard not to know his miserable cries. Don't worry, I won't disturb him. I have something else to ask him." Lin Jie then ignored Dugu Yan and sat down. She didn't know when Dugu Bo would recover from the poison's backlash, so she had to wait.
Dugu Yan still looked at Lin Jie with a wary expression. Although he said he wouldn't disturb her grandfather, she still felt uneasy.
Dugu Bo at this moment, let alone Lin Jie, even an ordinary person could probably kill him.
Lin Jie didn't care what Dugu Yan thought. He sat on the cliff, gazing down. In the distance, he could see the Yin-Yang of Ice and Fire.
"Hey, Lin Jie. How did you get in here? And why aren't you affected by the poisonous miasma?"
Dugu Yan asked curiously, seeing that Lin Jie hadn't disturbed her grandfather for the time being.
Her grandfather had told her that even a Soul Sage couldn't break into his poisonous miasma formation. Now Lin Jie had actually entered here and appeared unharmed, which surprised her greatly.
"It's just the poison here. Sorry, it doesn't affect me."
Upon hearing Dugu Yan's words, Lin Jie unhesitatingly belittled the poisonous miasma. It wasn't that he was deliberately belittling, it was genuinely affecting him.
"Impossible! My grandfather said even a Soul Sage wouldn't be safe if they entered his poison array."
Dugu Yan didn't believe it at all. Even if Lin Jie was a genius, he couldn't possibly be stronger than a Soul Sage. He must have somehow become immune to the poison here.
"Don't disbelieve me! I'm stronger than a Soul Sage."
Lin Jie wasn't lying; he truly was.
"Haha, are you kidding me?"
"Never mind. If you don't believe me, then don't. It doesn't matter anyway."
Not long after, the screams from inside stopped. Dugu Yan, disregarding Lin Jie, ran inside worriedly.
"It seems Dugu Bo managed to hold on. I wonder if he can hold on again next time. But perhaps there won't be a next time."
Lin Jie drew the Shura Blood Sword, took a look, and sheathed it.
At that moment, Dugu Bo emerged from the cave, disheveled and pale. Dugu Yan followed him.
Upon seeing Lin Jie, Dugu Bo's eyes darkened, a hint of fear lingering in his eyes.
His granddaughter, Dugu Yan, had told him that this boy was from the Spirit Hall. If he had truly interrupted her, he would have been dead in his current state.
"Since this boy is from the Spirit Hall, and knows that he's been poisoned, he absolutely cannot be spared."
Dugu Bo's eyes shone with a sinister edge. Although he was now extremely weak, killing this boy named Lin Jie was still a simple matter for him.
"Hey, isn't this the infamous Poison Douluo Dugu Bo? What, you're trying to attack me?"
Seeing Dugu Bo's expression, Lin Jie knew without hesitation that this guy was definitely trying to silence him.
"Boy, you're the first, and you'll be the last, to dare to trespass into my place, Dugu Bo, and even speak to me in that tone."
With that, a ball of green energy emerged from his dark green palm.
"Grandpa," Dugu Yan said with some concern. Dugu Bo was extremely weak right now. If he couldn't suppress the poison in his body, she couldn't imagine what would happen.
"Dugu Bo, I'm a disciple of the Spirit Hall's Pope. Are you sure you dare kill me? And do you really think you can?"
Seeing the deadly poison emanating from Dugu Bo's hand, Lin Jie's eyes turned cold.
"Heh, let alone the Pope's disciple, even if it was the Pope himself, it wouldn't matter. Besides, who knows if I kill you here?"
He had just checked the surroundings and found no one else from the Spirit Hall. Otherwise, in his current state, he would have taken his granddaughter and fled.
"Kill me, you pathetic man! Regardless of whether you can kill me or not, I don't think you'll survive much longer. Even your granddaughter, Dugu Yan, won't survive much longer," Lin Jie sneered.
"Boy, do you know what you're talking about?"
Boom!
The powerful aura of a Titled Douluo was instantly released, pressing towards Lin Jie.
Buzz!
A blood-colored field erupted from Lin Jie's center, colliding with the aura released by Dugu Bo.
"This is...! A domain!" Dugu Bo stared at Lin Jie in disbelief, even though he had never possessed a domain. "The Killing God Domain of the Slaughter City."
"Ah!" Dugu Yan cried out. She was clearly affected by the Killing God Domain.
Dugu Bo, of course, knew about it and quickly grabbed Dugu Yan to help her resist its influence.
"Dugu Bo, I don't want to clash with you, but your attitude truly displeases me. In that case, I have no choice but to make you recognize the situation."
Buzz!
Yellow, purple, black, and red, six spirit rings rose from Lin Jie's body.
The powerful pressure from the red spirit ring sent a chill through Dugu Bo's heart. Dugu Yan was stunned.
A Soul Emperor, and one with a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.
Dugu Bo knew he was weak, barely able to exert even half of his full strength. He dared not use poison, or else he would be tormented to death without Lin Jie's intervention.
Lin Jie naturally saw Dugu Bo's current state, and what displeased him was... You are so weak, yet you are still so arrogant. Aren't you asking for a fight?
"So what if I am a Soul Emperor, boy? You don't think you can beat me, do you?" Dugu Bo said with forced composure. The green energy in his hand became stronger and stronger.
"Oh, a Titled Douluo who is so weak, I really want to give it a try."
After saying that, Lin Jie stepped on the ground, unsheathed the Shura Blood Sword in his hand, and swung the sword towards Dugu Bo quickly.
"Hmph." With a cold snort, Dugu Bo pushed Dugu Yan away, and the green energy in his hand went straight to grab the chopped blood-red sword.
He is a Titled Douluo, even if he is so weak, he is still a Titled Douluo. A Soul Emperor is wishful thinking to defeat him.
(End of this chapter)