Chapter 334

335. Chapter 335: Cat and Mouse, Dai Hao's Despair

"Kill these scum!"

"Fight them to the death!"

"Your Grace, you must flee!"

In a valley, a dozen armored personal guards protected White Tiger Duke as they retreated at high speed.

Dai Hao and his guards rode scaled dragon steeds; even through treacherous terrain, they fled swiftly, soon shaking off the pursuers behind.

Yet Dai Hao's face was now grim.

Dai Hao had originally been with Xuanji Douluo, but after the massive explosion began, he sensed something was wrong and immediately gathered his White Tiger Personal Guard Army, intending to join Xuanji Douluo in confronting the enemy.

But he never imagined that such a powerful Xuanji Douluo would be instantly slain by an unknown young man—without even holding out a single move…

Before White Tiger Duke could react, the enemy's main force had already surged toward the Ming Dou Mountain Range.

Star Luo Empire had over three hundred thousand troops stationed within the Ming Dou Mountain Range; if fully mobilized, they would be an immensely powerful force.

But the Ming Dou Mountain Range was simply too vast, and most soldiers had been dispatched to dig trenches, leaving no effective resistance force.

Coupled with the terror instilled by Bai Zhou's horrific methods, the entire army collapsed instantly, reduced to lambs awaiting slaughter.

Although Dai Hao's White Tiger Personal Guard Army was formidable, they faced a strike team from the Imperial Dragon Soul Tool Legion, led by a terrifying Level 8 Soul Tool Master.

Dai Hao himself was only a peak Soul Douluo; his strongest subordinate was merely a Soul Saint. Facing such an enemy, they were utterly crushed.

Hundreds of personal guards were annihilated in an instant; only White Tiger Duke and a few loyal followers escaped.

…

A thousand meters above, atop a thin cloud layer.

Bai Zhou floated silently with Orange, gazing down at Dai Hao and the others fleeing below.

"It's him—it's him! His army killed my father and murdered my mother all those years ago!"

Orange's eyes turned red the moment she saw White Tiger Duke.

The deepest hatred buried in her heart was now fully unleashed.

"Don't worry—he won't escape. I'll hand him over to you to deal with," Bai Zhou whispered gently, holding Orange.

War has no right or wrong—only strength and weakness.

The weak are the greatest sin.

Bai Zhou didn't care who was right or wrong; if Orange wanted White Tiger Duke dead, then White Tiger Duke must die—that was all.

"I don't just want him dead—I want him to die in utter despair!" Orange gritted her teeth.

Simply giving him death couldn't quench her hatred or erase the pain she'd endured for years.

He must feel the same agony! "Fine. I'll do as you wish."

Bai Zhou nodded, then immediately issued orders via Micro Card: surround the fugitives, but pursue without killing.

Soon, a Soul Tool Corps arrived—specifically, a Flying Soul Tool Corps.

"Damn it! How did they find us!" A Soul Saint in the group sensed the pursuers behind and turned pale.

He had used his soul skill to erase all traces during their escape!

The Ming Dou Mountain Range's terrain was so complex—how could they have found them so quickly!? Could there be a traitor?

But the thought vanished instantly; these men had served White Tiger Duke for decades—they could not betray him.

There was no time to dwell on it. Eliminating the pursuers was now the priority.

"Kill them! White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

Dai Hao thought similarly. Seeing the pursuers weren't strong, he gritted his teeth, dismounted, and charged forward to swiftly slaughter them. "Ssssh—ssssh—ssssh—"

Several personal guards instantly understood, unleashing their strongest soul skills to end the battle quickly.

"Wwwww—wwww—wwww—"

But soon they realized the pursuers' Flying Soul Tools were equipped with defensive shields; combined with the distance, their ranged soul skills lost most of their power and accuracy.

They couldn't bring down the pursuers in a short time.

"Your Grace, flee! I'll hold them off!"

A Soul Emperor among the White Tiger Personal Guards shot upward, charging straight at the pursuers.

Though merely a Soul Emperor, his close-range, full-power assault actually managed to stall the pursuing force.

"Go!!"

Dai Hao roared, though his heart ached—he turned and fled.

He couldn't die. If he died, the entire Western Group Army's morale would shatter, leading to total collapse.

His only task now was to survive, escape, and reach the headquarters. When reinforcements arrived, with his leadership, a single call to arms would rally the troops, restore order, and launch a counterattack! But above all, the enemy's strength was overwhelming—especially that mysterious young man who had instantly slain Xuanji Douluo.

He was only a peak Soul Douluo; if caught by them, death was certain.

He wasn't afraid of death—but he refused to die meaninglessly! If he must die, let it be honorably in battle, preferably taking several enemies with him! "Damn Sun Moon Empire—when my reinforcements arrive, I'll make you pay!"

White Tiger Duke silently swore.

After sensing their strength, he immediately used his Micro Card to send a message to the Capital; within no time, all of Star Luo Empire's Titled Douluo should arrive…

Even if they couldn't defeat that mysterious young man, at least the army wouldn't collapse too quickly…

The only good news now was that the Ming Dou Mountain Range's terrain was complex, and Star Luo Empire had already fortified key positions with defenses and traps.

Even as they were pushed back step by step, Sun Moon Empire's forces couldn't breach Star Luo's territory in a short time.

But.

As Dai Hao and his few remaining guards fled again, fate cruelly placed another pursuing Flying Soul Tool unit right beside them…

"Marshal, flee!"

"I'll fight them to the death!!" A Soul Emperor guard charged without hesitation, using his body to block the pursuers.

"Go!!"

Dai Hao gritted his teeth and fled again with his personal guards.

Perhaps due to bad luck, their group was discovered by Sun Moon Empire's aerial squads at regular intervals.

Each time, one guard stayed behind to hold the line, then died violently.

Originally, Dai Hao had only a dozen personal guards, but after countless rearguard actions, only one remained—the sole Soul Saint, who possessed a soul skill to erase traces and scent.

Yet each time they erased traces and masked their scent, the pursuers still caught up—this was deeply strange.

Even Dai Hao had at one point wondered if the guard who had followed him for decades had truly betrayed him…

But if the guard had betrayed him, he would have been dead long ago.

Yet even if the guard had not betrayed him, these repeated pursuits had plunged Dai Hao into utter despair.

He now had only one guard left; if they encountered pursuers again, the consequences were unimaginable…

(End of Chapter)