Chapter 38: with translation of chapter title

In the distance, sensing that the soul power between heaven and earth had returned to normal, the many Title Douluo finally halted their steps and turned to look.

Seeing the extremely dense dark element on the horizon, like dark clouds covering the sun, and within it a sword intent that seemed ready to split heaven and earth, the Title Douluo couldn't help but exchange glances.

Finally, among the Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall, a man with an extremely fiery temper snapped, 'Who spread the rumor that two cultivated Soul Beasts have at most five-ring strength?'

All the Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall instantly turned their gazes toward Ning Fengzhi, as well as the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo beside him.

Among everyone present, the most likely culprits were the members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Because his daughter had been captured.

He wanted to trick people into coming to rescue his daughter.

Ning Fengzhi's face changed slightly as he explained, 'The news came from Shrek Academy; I also don't know exactly what's going on.'

Regarding Zhao Wujie losing his daughter, Ning Fengzhi also harbored resentment; if he weren't in a hurry to save Ning Rongrong, he would have insisted on bringing people to beat him half to death.

The Spirit Hall's Title Douluo fell silent for a moment, glanced toward the horizon, realizing they were not yet completely safe, and then turned and left.

Yu Yuan Zhen also did not hesitate, parting ways with the Title Douluo; he had now made up his mind.

He would never come to the Star Dou Great Forest again in this lifetime.

Even a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast true dragon, if a ninety-ninth-rank Titled Douluo came, would not die without losing a layer of skin.

Even Yu Yuan Zhen felt that the black dragon's cultivation far exceeded a hundred thousand years, especially after hearing the words 'Beast God' from Bai Yuan, which was truly shocking.

Watching the crowd depart, Ning Fengzhi did not rush to leave; he turned his gaze toward the dark 'cloud' on the horizon.

'Sword Uncle, do you think if we go back to help Bai Yuan, or assist the Beast God Ditian, we could rescue Rongrong?'

At this very moment, Ning Fengzhi suddenly decided not to flee.

He still wanted to go and rescue his daughter.

After all, given his supportive abilities, if the Divine Beast Ditian and Bai Yuan were roughly equal in strength, whichever side he chose would basically be assured victory.

The only thing now putting Ning Fengzhi in a dilemma is whether to help Ditian kill Bai Yuan, with Bai Yuan taking Rongrong away before his death, or Ditian refusing to cooperate and simply slaughtering them both.

And if he helped Bai Yuan kill Ditian, Ning Fengzhi worried that afterward Bai Yuan would not acknowledge the debt, still not return Rongrong, and might even kill them both because of what just happened.

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In the near pitch‑black darkness where one could not see their own hand, space continually shattered and then was restored under the repair of the rules.

The gazes of the fierce beasts pierced the darkness, looking upon the sky that seemed like the primordial chaos, each feeling different,

Xiong Jun stared, dumbfounded, his massive bear face showing an anthropomorphized shock as he said, 'He can actually fight Ditian blow for blow?'

Having reverted to human form, the Ten Thousand Monsters King, already healed by Bi Ji, said in a low voice, 'Let's go together and help Ditian.'

As soon as his words fell, the Ten Thousand Monsters King took the lead, raising his hand; his arm turned into myriad branches that shot toward the human figure in the darkness.

But before the Ten Thousand Monsters King could disturb Bai Yuan, a huge dragon tail swept out from the darkness, and those myriad branches exploded instantly.

'Who told you to act!'

Ditian's angry voice came from the darkness.

The Ten Thousand Monsters King said, 'I came to help you.'

A cold, merciless voice replied, 'Not needed.'

The Ten Thousand Monsters King staggered, feeling stifled.

Bi Ji slowly said, 'The Beast God is proud; he will never allow anyone to interfere in his battle.'

In the sky, Bai Yuan looked with surprise at the enormous black dragon before him; in this evenly matched situation, if someone were to help him, he would certainly not refuse.

But Ditian just refused.

He refused without hesitation, and to block that strike from the Ten Thousand Monsters King, he even divided his focus and took the blow head‑on.

'Continue, I haven't felt this battle‑filled for ages, and it's been years since anyone challenged me. Actually, I'm lonely.' Ditian's golden eyes locked onto Bai Yuan, his heart burning with fierce fighting spirit.

Bai Yuan asked, 'Aren't you afraid of dying in battle?'

Ditian smiled and said, 'Human, if you also lived for several hundred thousand years, you wouldn't ask me such a question.'

Ditian's voice paused, his golden eyes showing a hint of desolation as he said, 'I have stayed here far too long; I know every speck of dust in the Star Dou Great Forest and have witnessed all of time's stories. I have long grown weary of existence.'

'It is only duty that keeps me rooted here, unable to leave. It is also the shackles of the rules that prevent me from transcending; otherwise I would have long ago roamed the vast star seas and witnessed different worlds.'

A flicker of surprise flashed in Bai Yuan's eyes.

But he soon let it go.

Ditian, greatly favored by the Dragon God, naturally knows some things that one born in the ancient era should not know.

For example, the earth beneath our feet is round, and the countless stars in the night sky are actually each a sun.

Also, this world is merely one among countless worlds in the vast universe.

After thinking, Bai Yuan said, 'If I say I can help you transcend this world, would you believe me?'

Ditian shook his head and said, 'All right, talking with you is a sign of respect, and also I'm just bored, wanting to say a few more words before you die.'

Bai Yuan's face darkened instantly, yet he still urged, 'Ditian, I think you should be able to sense my uniqueness, the power I wield, which is utterly different from yours—why can't you trust me just once?'

'Trust you? Frankly, your appearance gave me a little surprise; if you handed over the auspicious beast, I would be glad to chat, but unfortunately I know someone of your caliber would never choose compromise, so we can only stand on opposite sides.'

Bai Yuan's mouth twitched; in fact, if he handed over Wang Qiu'er in exchange for Ditian as a friend, or even as a disciple, he would be quite willing to do so.

After all, Ditian and his kind would not kill Wang Qiu'er; they would treat her with utmost care, like an ancestor.

But since Ditian said all that, he couldn't suddenly blurt, 'I'm willing to give up the auspicious beast,' and ruin the atmosphere completely, could he?

After thinking, Bai Yuan still decided to show the aura and dignity of a strong one, saying, 'If possible, I would also like to be your friend, but since you want to take my disciple, you must first accomplish one thing—defeat me!'

Bai Yuan's voice carried far, the rolling sound waves actually tearing open this darkness, letting warm sunlight once again fall upon him.

'Good! Good! Good!' Ditian laughed three times, his massive right claw suddenly lifting, a black sun abruptly appearing behind him.

The black sun was blacker than any black Bai Yuan had ever seen, resembling a black hole; just a moment ago a little sunlight had shone onto the earth, but now it vanished completely.

Moreover, the black sun was immeasurably vast; overall, Ditian's gigantic body, kilometers long, looked like a dragon totem within a black circle.

Against the backdrop of such a black sun, Ditian resembled a world‑destroying demon dragon, a peerless demon god!

(End of chapter)