Chapter 47: Sudden Incident, the Siege of the Title Douluo

One day later, Star Net Empire, Ming Dou Mountain Range.

At this time the night was already deep, and in the wilderness one could not see a hand.

Wang Yan held a piece of tree trunk in his hand and said gravely, "The Warm Mist trees have already appeared, which means we have entered the core area of the Ming Dou Mountain Range."

Su Yun Tian frowned and said, "But Teacher Wang, the night is deep; how can we find that group of people?"

Wang Yan sighed helplessly and said, "There is no other way; we can only use the most clumsy method, that is, to search bit by bit."

Su Yun Tian nodded, then suddenly thought of something: Fate Control can alter fate, so could it make them encounter the evil soul masters directly?

Thinking this, Su Yun Tian immediately activated Fate Control, choosing Yao Haoxuan as the target, since in the original story he died here, his personal fortune is minimal, and thus easiest to modify.

After the alteration, Su Yun Tian did not tell anyone, and simply walked quietly with the team.

Before long, they indeed discovered a cave.

At the cave entrance, five or six bandits lay sprawled in a heap, unmistakably marked as the Hand of Death; Ma Xiaotao and the others began to act.

Wang Yan said in a deep voice, "Xiaotao, prepare for battle; this time you will command."

"Alright!" Ma Xiaotao replied, then crouched slightly and darted out like an arrow released from a bow.

The remaining six, including Dai Yaoheng, followed behind and rushed forward quickly.

At that moment, a deep booming sound erupted from within the cave, followed by a clamor of shouts and curses echoing throughout, as well as muffled noises and intense soul power surges.

"Once inside, everyone must be careful," Wang Yan warned with a heavy expression.

The cave entrance was small, but inside it was very spacious; apart from the corpses at the entrance, after moving inward about fifty meters another corpse appeared.

A strong scent of blood hit them, and Su Yun Tian felt a distinct revulsion in his body.

"Ah—!" suddenly Lan Susu screamed sharply.

Everyone followed her gaze and saw that the walls on both sides bore more than a dozen strips of human skin, and even a baby's corpse pierced and hung on a stone pillar.

Continuing forward, the number of corpses increased, and the sounds of fighting inside grew ever more intense.

The bandits' deaths inside the cave were varied and bizarre, yet they evoked no sympathy from the group.

Because human skins hung continuously on both walls, from the moment they entered the cave they had seen no fewer than a hundred bodies, some already desiccated.

Deep inside, Ma Xiaotao and six others were already fighting those evil soul masters, with dazzling lights flashing constantly as the evil soul masters were fully suppressed.

"We advance!" Su Yun Tian shouted, and Six-winged Angel instantly possessed him, the sacred aura, like a deadly poison to the evil soul masters, filling the entire cave.

"Ah—!" various roars rang incessantly, and the damage Su Yun Tian dealt to those evil soul masters was even greater than that of Ma Xiaotao and the others!

At that moment, a sharp voice sounded from deep within the cave: "Who are you! Dare to oppose the Death God Messenger! You will not survive!"

Su Yun Tian felt a jolt in his heart, looked around, and saw those corpses swelling violently at a visible speed, turning red!

"Boom—!"

Before he could react, intense booming sounds rose and fell throughout the cave.

Terrifying explosions sent flesh scattering in all directions inside the cave.

The seven members of the reserve team had just entered and stood far away, so they were fine, but the main team members were all at the explosion's center!

The explosion lasted for over ten seconds before stopping; Xuan Lao, who had been drinking outside, was slightly startled by the blast and then vanished on the spot.

"Heh heh heh! How's my corpse explosion, messenger? Hahaha!"

At this point the seven main team members were in dire straits: Yao Haoxuan was blown up dead on the spot, Chen Zifeng had a leg blown off, and although the others fared slightly better, without ten or so days of rest they would likely struggle to recover.

"Bastard!" a hoarse angry shout rang out, and the newcomer was Xuan Lao.

Xuan Lao raised his right hand and made a pulling motion toward the cave ahead; instantly a terrifying suction emanated from his palm.

A figure inside the cave was instantly drawn out, rushing straight toward him.

The figure that Xuan Lao snatched from the cave was a person entirely cloaked in a black robe.

He was extremely gaunt, his face unseen, but three yellow and two purple, five soul rings glowed on him. Indeed, he was merely a Soul King.

Yet this Soul King was the cause of the tragic scene that shocked everyone moments earlier!

Grabbed by Xuan Lao, he let out another terrified scream, struggling desperately.

But what cultivation level does Xuan Lao have, and how could he be matched? As he was being drawn near, suddenly the previously half‑blown, fallen Yao Haoxuan's body swelled again.

Seeing this, Su Yun Tian thought to himself: truly worthy of being praised as the Grand Elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, Xuan Zi knows how to play.

Seeing this, Xuan Lao could only release him, his right hand forming a void, and a sphere of white light enveloped Yao Haoxuan's corpse.

But immediately, the black‑robed figure's body turned into mist and surged toward Su Yun Tian.

"Hahaha, got you!!"

Seeing this, Su Yun Tian was slightly stunned; the Angel Domain instantly unfolded, and the Death God Messenger, upon touching the angelic light within, was instantly scorched, emitting a series of sizzles.

But he seemed unaffected, stubbornly grabbing Su Yun Tian's body.

Immediately after, Su Yun Tian felt the world spin wildly, his footing vanished, and he fell instantly.

"Yun Tian!" Wang Dong felt his heartbeat slow a beat, and recalling the black‑robed man's cruel tactics, his mind went blank.

"Wang Yan, go rescue the others first; I'll save him!" Saying that, Xuan Lao instantly released his martial soul, two yellow, two purple, four black, one red!

Nine soul rings lit up, and his body swelled to more than twice its size.

Then Xuan Lao leapt forward, chasing the direction in which the Death God Messenger fled.

He was surprised to find that although the Death God Messenger was only a Soul King, for some reason he could not catch up to him at all!

At this moment, Xuan Lao furrowed his brows; he sensed a cold aura, different from Su Yun Tian's ultimate ice, filled with various negative emotions.

Xuan Lao looked up sharply; he realized three figures had appeared in the sky above.

Their bodies were cloaked in black robes, faces unseen, only a pair of skeletal hands protruding from the sleeves could be seen.

The earlier chilling aura was emanating from those three.

"Who are you?" Xuan Lao asked warily, noting that the longer they lingered here, the more dangerous Su Yun Tian became.

The three said nothing, but each stepped forward, each standing upon nine circles of soul rings.

Although there is no hundred-thousand-year rank, but in terms of momentum it firmly suppressed Xuan Lao.

"Three Titled Douluo!"

(End of chapter)