Douluo: My Martial Soul is Godzilla

The appearance of Yue Guan caused Bai He's face to change from flushed red to pale, and then quickly turn to a deep jade blue. Xiao Wei hadn't lied.

Yue Guan was indeed hiding within the family.

Bai Chenxiang was right. Tang San really was colluding with people from the Spirit Hall. The two of them had worked together to deceive him out of his crystal blood dragon ginseng.

"Xiao San, how could you do this?"

"The Spirit Hall is the mortal enemy of our Clear Sky Sect!"

Bai He's lips trembled, and he shouted at the top of his lungs.

Tang San climbed up with a pained expression, clutching his stomach and staggering behind Yue Guan, gasping as he spoke.

"Uncle, people die for wealth, and birds die for food."

"The Clear Sky Sect never accepted my father and me, so of course, I had to find a place that benefited me more."

This answer made Bai He's blood pressure spike, and the same happened to Tai Tan and the others.

The sharp-tailed swallow, soul-breaking spear, mighty gorilla, and iron-armored giant rhino—thirty-two soul rings lit up in the room.

Niu Gao stood at the front, Tai Tan on the right, Yang Wudi on the left, and Bai He took to the air. The four of them quickly formed a battle formation to face the enemy.

The surging soul power from the four Soul Douluo filled the room. The immense pressure instantly turned Tang San's and Bai Chenxiang's faces pale. Only Yu Xiaowei and Yue Guan remained calm.

"Hmph, did you think I was dead?"

Looking around, Yue Guan's face turned even more sarcastic.

Purple light filled the air, and a beautiful chrysanthemum bloomed behind him.

A soul power far stronger than the four Soul Douluo burst from his body, instantly shattering their combined soul power.

Yue Guan's terrifying strength shocked Yang Wudi and the others, forcing them to take a step back.

Back when the Po Yi Clan was wiped out, Yue Guan had only recently become a Titled Douluo.

But now he had reached level 95 and was only one step away from level 96. He just needed a bit more insight to break through.

Facing the blood feud, the soul-breaking spear in Yang Wudi's hand burst with black light, his sharp aura surging, and he actually pierced through Yue Guan's momentum.

"Hah."

Yue Guan exclaimed in surprise, and just as he was about to get serious, Yu Xiaowei beside him gave a cold snort.

"Chrysanthemum Guan, what do you think you're doing?"

With this shout, Yue Guan's momentum suddenly stalled.

Yang Wudi seized the opportunity, and a large mass of black flame suddenly erupted from his body. At the same time, his eighth soul ring lit up.

"Kill!"

With a loud roar, Yang Wudi's entire body transformed into a pitch-black spear, wrapped in the power of wind and thunder, stabbing directly at Yue Guan's chest, which was wide open at that moment.

"Damn, you troublemaker."

Before Yue Guan could finish speaking, the soul-breaking spear struck his chest.

In his haste, he could only reluctantly use his defensive soul skill to forcibly withstand Yang Wudi's attack.

Boom—

With a loud explosion, the sound of collapsing houses rang out one after another. Under this blow, the area behind Yue Guan was completely torn into a void.

Yang Wudi spat blood and fell heavily into Bai He's arms like a sack.

As expected of a Super Douluo, even though Yang Wudi had taken the initiative, Yue Guan's counterattack still caused him serious injuries.

However, Yue Guan, who forcibly took the hit, didn't feel good either.

Yang Wudi's eighth soul skill was called Kill.

The effect of this skill was similar to Ring Melting. It could concentrate all the attack power added by Yang Wudi's soul rings into a single point, producing terrifying explosive force.

You should know that the four clans with single attributes were all soul masters who followed extreme paths.

Among them, the Po Yi Clan were pure attack-type soul masters. All their soul rings added attack power. The combat style of all clan members was to advance without any defense.

This attack method gave them the ability to fight across levels. As a result, their battles often ended in lose-lose situations.

This was also one of the reasons why their clan suffered the most casualties during the Great Purge.

A bowl-sized wound appeared on Yue Guan's shoulder. If he hadn't dodged at the last moment, and without the indestructible body granted by his Qi Rong Tong Tian Chrysanthemum, this strike would have pierced through him.

Furious, Yue Guan's killing intent surged, ready to kill this bastard seeking revenge.

"Ahem, Chrysanthemum Guan, are you looking for death?"

Yu Xiaowei's cold shout rang in Yue Guan's ears again.

Yue Guan forced himself to calm down, glaring at Yu Xiaowei with a foul expression.

"Yu Xiaowei, don't think I won't beat you just because your uncle is Thunder Douluo!"

"Oh, then go ahead and try. My father-in-law is Ning Fengzhi, and I have two grandfathers: Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo. Oh, by the way, there's also a Douluo named Ghidorah who owes me a favor. Feel free to try."

These threatening words made Yue Guan grind his teeth in frustration.

Seeing his furious expression, Yu Xiaowei laughed even more arrogantly.

"If you don't dare to provoke me, then get lost. Others may fear your Spirit Hall, but I don't."

Bai He, holding the unconscious Yang Wudi, looked at Yu Xiaowei standing in front of them in astonishment.

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of Tang Chen.

Long ago, the previous generation's Clear Sky Douluo, who once dominated the world, also stood before his father like this, scolding the enemies who invaded.

Looking at 'Tang San,' trembling like a sieve and hiding behind Yue Guan with a shrinking neck, Bai He couldn't help but sigh to the heavens.

The descendants of my sister have fallen so far!

Yue Guan looked at the crystal blood dragon ginseng in Yu Xiaowei's hand with great reluctance. After hesitating for a long time, he finally snorted coldly and turned to leave with "Tang San."

At the same time, he said coldly:

"You may be able to protect this group of trash for a while, but can you protect them for a lifetime?"

"When you're not here, watch how I kill them."

After they left, Bai He bitterly thanked Yu Xiaowei.

"Thank you for saving my life, young master."

Yu Xiaowei shook his head, took out a bag of gold soul coins, and placed it in Bai He's hand.

"Senior Bai He, now's not the time to talk about this. Go treat your clan members first."

Only then did Bai He notice the sounds of crying within the family.

The clash between Yang Wudi and Yue Guan not only seriously injured both of them but also collapsed half of the Minyi Clan's house, burying many clan members under the rubble.

Bai He quickly handed Yang Wudi over to Tai Tan and rushed out.

The busy rescue effort lasted until midnight.

Dragging his exhausted body, Bai He came to Yu Xiaowei with Bai Chenxiang's support.

The first words he said upon meeting were:

"Young master, our Min Clan is willing to join the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family."

Get the latest chapters faster on my Patreon and read upto 30 Advanced Chapters! [patreon.com/Devsen]