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As he spoke, Qingluan Douluo no longer concealed his aura and soared toward the White Tiger military camp. To prevent Lie Tianhu from recognizing his identity, he had specially wrapped himself in a black robe and donned a Luan bird mask.
As his soul power erupted, a terrifying soul pressure instantly enveloped the White Tiger camp, which alerted Lie Tianhu in the blink of an eye.
Roar—
The roar of a tiger echoed through the clouds, followed by a sonic boom. A tiger wreathed in scorching flames charged out from the camp with lightning speed, its killing intent surging like a rainbow. It was Lie Tianhu, having activated his Martial Soul Avatar.
Looking up at Qingluan Douluo in the sky, he roared a question, "Who are you?"
"Hmph, the one who has come to take your lives!" While speaking, Qingluan Douluo condensed his soul power. Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—nine soul rings emerged in sequence, floating beneath his feet.
Seeing this, Lie Tianhu's expression turned solemn as he muttered, "A Titled Douluo..."
"Second Soul Skill: Qingluan Wind Blades!"
Qingluan Douluo's second soul ring suddenly erupted with yellow light. He began to converge soul power, molding it into a series of cyan wind blades.
The blades cut against one another, making a buzzing sound like sharp claws scraping against glass, a sound that made one's scalp tingle and skin crawl with goosebumps!
"Die!"
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Qingluan Douluo struck with extreme speed. The sound of breaking air resounded as dozens of cyan wind blades descended from the sky like a torrential gale, whistling toward Lie Tianhu and the mass of White Tiger soldiers.
"Soldiers, evade! Do not let those wind blades touch you!"
"Defense System Soul Masters, use your soul skills immediately to block these blades!"
Seeing Qingluan Douluo strike first, Lie Tianhu shouted a warning to ensure everyone's safety. Simultaneously, he condensed his soul power, and his third soul ring flashed.
"Third Soul Skill: Raging Inferno Body!"
Lie Tianhu let out a long howl toward the sky. Scorching flames shot into the firmament, forming a heatwave that swept through the surroundings. The nearby White Tiger soldiers were instantly drenched in sweat.
Even Qingluan Douluo, hiding in the sky, felt a wave of dry heat.
Ultimately, the sky full of wind blades struck Lie Tianhu, only to be instantaneously evaporated by the flame barrier surrounding him. As the saying goes, "wind fans the fire"—after being hit by the wind blades, Lie Tianhu's flame barrier burned even more vigorously.
The camp, already difficult to endure due to the heat, became incomparably scorching at this moment.
His third soul skill was exactly such a skill; it could use the flames he released to form a defensive barrier and also use those flames to attack. It was a dual-purpose soul skill of attack and defense, making it extremely practical!
Thanks to Lie Tianhu's intervention, he drew most of Qingluan Douluo's wind blades, so the majority of the other warriors in the White Tiger Legion remained unharmed, with only a few individuals suffering minor injuries.
Seeing this, Lie Tianhu breathed a sigh of relief. He then raised his gaze toward Qingluan Douluo in the sky, his eyes brimming with killing intent.
"You bastard, who on earth are you?"
"Hehehe, me? Just a Titled Douluo passing by chance."
Qingluan Douluo altered his voice, laughing lowly before adding, "If you want to know who I am, then follow me! Otherwise, I will continue to attack you..."
Then, a sonic boom sounded. Qingluan Douluo spread his wings and bolted toward the direction of Spirit City. He was as fast as a gale! He moved so quickly that not even an afterimage could be seen; his flight speed had already broken the sound barrier. It could only be said that he truly lived up to his reputation as the continent's number one Agility Attack System Super Douluo.
"Hmph, he runs quite fast..."
"Ruolin, Yuchen, Elder Ning, the three of you come with me. I want to see just what kind of 'holy being' this visitor is! It might very well be a Priest of Spirit Hall. This is a good chance to test his abilities. If we can seize this opportunity to eradicate him in one fell swoop, it would be a great achievement!"
"Understood!"
Dai Ruolin, Zhu Yuchen, and Ning Wenze spoke in unison. Then, Ning Wenze released his Eight Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul to provide attribute boosts for the three of them.
In an instant, the soul power of both Dai Ruolin and Zhu Yuchen reached the Titled Douluo level, and they gave chase to the departing Qingluan Douluo.
The reason Lie Tianhu dared to leave the camp to pursue Qingluan Douluo—aside from wanting to annihilate him—was that he knew Dai Weisi was hiding in the shadows.
Therefore, he didn't have to worry at all about the safety of the other White Tiger soldiers and could fight with everything he had!
"A wind-attribute Super Douluo with a cyan bird martial soul... if I'm not mistaken, he should be the Third Priest of Spirit Hall, Qingluan Douluo."
Watching Qingluan Douluo's receding figure, Dai Weisi murmured to himself. He had recognized the man's identity the moment he appeared.
The reason he didn't act immediately was that Qingluan Douluo came and went too quickly. Coming here just to drop a soul skill and then running away was simply illogical.
This made Dai Weisi quickly realize that Qingluan Douluo was likely just bait. This was clearly Spirit Hall's "luring the tiger away from the mountain" tactic.
Realizing this, Dai Weisi chose not to act but continued to remain in ambush. Perhaps he could catch an even bigger fish.
Qingluan Douluo fought while retreating, neither letting Lie Tianhu's group catch up nor allowing them to turn back, keeping them tightly hooked.
As the minutes and seconds ticked by, an hour passed quickly. Qingluan Douluo, Lie Tianhu, and the others had long since vanished from sight.
At this time, Gui Mei, who was hiding in the dark, finally couldn't hold back anymore. He transformed into a shadow and entered the military camp. With his strength, infiltrating the camp was as easy as reaching into a pocket to take something.
Before long, he arrived outside the main tent, and not a single soldier on guard noticed his presence.
Gui Mei's speed was too fast. Before those soldiers could react, he had already vanished from their line of sight.
At this moment, several young generals were sitting in the main tent, waiting for the return of Lie Tianhu's group. However, just then...
With a sudden explosion, countless pitch-black ghostly hands erupted from the ground, grabbing several people with lightning speed. This was Gui Mei's fifth soul skill—Ghost Shadow Subterranean Hand!
"Ah!!!"
"Wh-What are these black hands? They're so fast!"
"I think I've seen these black hands somewhere... Ghost Shadow Subterranean Hand... right, I remember now! This is Ghost Douluo's Ghost Shadow Subterranean Hand!"
"Hmph, not entirely stupid, it seems!"
A cold laugh drifted in as Gui Mei slowly walked into the tent. Hearing the loud commotion, the other White Tiger soldiers reacted quickly, surrounding the main tent with weapons drawn until not even a drop of water could leak through!
"Hmph, Ghost Douluo, you are surrounded. You won't escape today. Surrender quickly!" A general with Spirit Douluo cultivation felt a surge of confidence upon seeing the army assemble and even began trying to persuade Ghost Douluo to surrender.
"Surrender? Hehehe..."
"You! What are you laughing at?"
"Hahaha, do you really think an army composed of mere mortals can take me down? Hahaha..."
As Gui Mei laughed, a violent wave of soul pressure swept in all directions, forcing back the surrounding soldiers. Under the weight of this soul pressure, some soldiers were even shaken to the point of internal injuries.
(End of Chapter)