"What kind of flame is this?"

Dugu Bo stared at Ma Hongjun, a flicker of greed flashing in his eyes.

If I could obtain this kind of fire, expelling the poison from my body would no longer be a problem... Why should I keep this kid alive?

Naturally, Ma Hongjun could see through Dugu Bo's thoughts and sneered.

"This is the Phoenix Flame from my martial soul. No one else can possess it but me."

The red-haired boy's voice was crisp and firm.

And it was indeed true. Across the entire Douluo Continent, no one else possessed the Ancestral Phoenix as their martial soul.

"Phoenix Martial Soul?"

A flash of surprise crossed Dugu Bo's face.

As someone with a top-tier martial soul himself, he was certainly familiar with the Phoenix. He'd encountered soul masters with Phoenix-type martial souls before.

But none of their flames had ever posed any threat to him.

Even though he was a Titled Douluo, immune to most martial soul suppression, the natural restraint between certain martial souls still existed.

Yet this was the first time he had encountered such an overwhelming Phoenix aura.

Just sensing it made his Green Scaled Snake King tremble uncontrollably, overwhelmed by an instinctive fear of death.

The suffocating feeling of being moments away from death lingered.

Realizing how extraordinary the boy was, Dugu Bo's expression shifted drastically.

The boy in front of him... might very well be his only hope of curing the poison in his body.

Dugu Bo chuckled awkwardly.

"Little brother, I was blind before and didn't recognize someone as remarkable as you. I hope you won't hold it against me."

As he spoke, he bent slightly, stepping closer to Ma Hongjun, his previous arrogance as a Titled Douluo completely gone.

Dugu Bo knew full well that if he wanted to free himself from the agony of poison, his only chance lay with this boy.

"You want me to detoxify you? Fine. But you'll have to give me something in return."

Seeing Dugu Bo finally soften his tone, Ma Hongjun let out a sigh of relief.

Finally, after all that hassle, we can have a proper conversation about the ownership of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Just thinking about securing such a treasure made Ma Hongjun's heart leap with excitement.

At that moment, the poisonous old man standing before him seemed... just a little cuter.

"Dugu Bo, get out here, you bastard!"

A deafening roar echoed through the mountains, sending birds and beasts fleeing in all directions.

Dugu Bo's face darkened immediately.

"Courting death!"

He roared furiously.

No matter what, I'm still a Titled Douluo! Who dares be so arrogant in front of me?

First, I had to swallow my pride dealing with that little monster. I can't scold him or fight him because he's the key to detoxifying me. Now, someone else dares provoke me?

Finding a perfect outlet for his pent-up anger, Dugu Bo's figure flickered, and he shot out like lightning.

A serpent-shaped shadow soared into the sky as he rose, exuding a chilling, poisonous aura.

"Who dares disturb me? If you're tired of living, just say so! Your grandfather doesn't mind sending you to the afterlife!"

Dugu Bo's tone was venomous and sinister.

Seeing Dugu Bo rush out, Ma Hongjun instinctively reached out to stop him.

But before he could even speak, the area had already fallen silent.

Dugu Bo floated in the air, glancing downward—his gaze landed on the group below, and his expression froze completely.

The words stuck in his throat.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Huh?"

Sword Douluo raised an eyebrow, letting out a soft hum. As his eyes lifted, a brilliant sword aura burst forth—like a divine blade splitting the sky.

The sound wasn't loud, but it instantly made Dugu Bo's heart clench.

Next to him, Bone Douluo let out a sinister laugh. Bone dragons twirled around him, eerie and menacing.

His dark eyes were void of emotion, filled only with a chilling, ghostly aura that silently spread.

"Grandpa Gu, Grandpa Jian, it was him! He captured Brother Hongjun!"

Ning Rongrong stood at the front, pointing straight at Dugu Bo, her tone full of grievance.

So much time has passed... and I still don't know how Brother Hongjun is doing...

The girl frantically scanned her surroundings, searching for a familiar figure.

But after looking for a long time without finding him, disappointment flickered in her eyes.

"You old bastard! Hand over Brother Hongjun right now!"

Her glare was fierce, her tiny frame radiating a powerful aggression, as though she wanted to tear Dugu Bo apart on the spot.

Dugu Bo was dumbfounded.

That boy... is connected to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?!

And... they actually sent two Titled Douluo after him?!

Under the crushing pressure of two Titled Douluo, Dugu Bo felt a headache coming on.

Does the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect really think that highly of me?

Even going up against Bone Douluo alone would be dangerous for him.

And adding Sword Douluo, whose swordsmanship was terrifying...

"Dugu Bo, hand him over!"

Dai Mubai stepped forward with a cold expression.

Zhu Zhuqing stood beside him, her gaze equally sharp as it locked onto Dugu Bo.

Behind them, two men and two women stood quietly, but the oppressive aura from their bodies made it clear—they were far from ordinary.

With just one glance, Dugu Bo immediately guessed their identities.

People from the Star Luo Empire... they came too?

Although the four were only Soul Douluo level, judging from their martial souls—White Tiger and Nether Cat—he realized immediately who they were.

He'd heard the terrifying tales of martial soul fusion.

Even without the two Titled Douluo present, if these Soul Douluo unleashed martial soul fusion, it would be more than enough to overwhelm him.

A sudden urge to flee surged through the green-haired old man's heart.

How am I supposed to handle this?!

The group in front of him could easily unleash the combat power of three Titled Douluo.

Forget him—even the strongest Titled Douluo in the world would hesitate in this situation.

"Where's my student?!"

The moment Dugu Bo appeared, Flander started scanning the area, searching anxiously for Ma Hongjun.

As a four-eyed owl, his eyesight was excellent. But no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't spot the boy.

A surge of panic overtook him, and a terrifying thought crossed his mind.

Flander clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly.

"Boss Fu, calm down."

Liu Erlong noticed his growing panic and quickly reached out to steady his staggering body.

"Don't jump to conclusions. Maybe nothing's happened yet."

It was the first time Liu Erlong had ever seen Flander lose composure like this. A trace of curiosity flashed across her beautiful face.

It seems... this disciple means an awful lot to Flander.

"Erlong... you must save Hongjun."

Flander's face had gone pale.

His body was already pushed to its limit after rushing here recklessly without conserving his soul power.

"Don't worry. With those two Titled Douluo here, Dugu Bo won't be able to escape."

Liu Erlong gently comforted him.

She hadn't expected that among Flander's students, there would be the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect... and even someone from the Star Luo royal family.

Originally, she and Flander had prepared to come here alone, bracing for a tough fight.

But to their surprise, the moment they arrived, they ran into people from both the Star Luo Empire and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

The three groups naturally joined forces and charged toward this place together.

Dugu Bo swallowed nervously.

Step by step, he slowly backed away.

"Buzz..."

A flash of icy sword light appeared behind him. A long sword quietly materialized, cutting off his retreat.

Seeing his only way out sealed, cold sweat trickled down his forehead.