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Chapter 402: Golden Crocodile Douluo’s Surprise Attack on the Slaughter City

The man in golden robes who suddenly appeared was even more arrogant than Oslo. While Oslo had snuck in secretly, this man planned to attack head-on.

“Stop right there!” Six black-armored knights blocked the man’s path. The squad leader at the front barked, “The entrance to the Slaughter City is closed today. If you don’t want to die, get lost!”

“Telling me to get lost? All these years, except for that brat Tianlin, no one has dared to talk to me like that.” The man lifted his head, revealing a pair of golden crocodile eyes.

With a surge of soul power, he instantly sent all the black-armored knights flying. Their bodies began to twist and deform as they flew, dying in utter misery.

To be able to kill Soul Emperors or higher just by vibrating soul power—such strength could hardly be matched anywhere on the continent.

Because the power gap was so huge, there wasn’t even a ripple of noise outside, so the Fallen Angel and Yu Luomian inside had no idea danger was about to descend.

Fallen Angel Douluo angrily cursed Yu Luomian for being useless countless times. If he could, he’d have killed him himself, but remembering that his own master still had tasks to assign, he could only endure for now.

“Yu Luomian, I’m giving you a chance to redeem yourself. In the name of the Upper Three Sects, spread this message across the Douluo Continent!” The Fallen Angel Douluo said, pulling out a piece of paper and handing it to Yu Luomian.

Yu Luomian opened it, and was completely stunned. “L-Lord, is this message real?”

“Of course.”

“Then I can’t spread it, my lord. If this message goes out in the name of the Upper Three Sects, we’ll be utterly destroyed. I don’t care about the other two sects, but I never wanted to destroy the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. Didn’t you promise to make me sect leader?” Yu Luomian hesitated. The guy was bad, but he still had some bottom line for his family.

“Don’t worry. Among the Upper Three Sects, the main ones to take the blame will definitely be the actually strongest Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the nominally number one Clear Sky Sect. Your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect—neither we nor ‘she’ care about you. I guarantee your family won’t be destroyed. But if you don’t cooperate, don’t forget how terrifying my master can be.” Fallen Angel Douluo grabbed Yu Luomian’s neck. “You have no room to regret anymore, got it?”

“Y-Yes, I’ll complete the task so neither you nor your master will be disappointed.” Yu Luomian nodded fearfully. Thinking of that person’s terror, any family bottom line was abandoned.

“Message? What kind of message could scare Yu Luomian like that?” Oslo, hiding in Yu Luomian’s shadow, was very curious. Unfortunately, with a Titled Douluo present, he’d have to intercept Yu Luomian for the intel on the way back.

“Masters, bad news! Someone is breaking in!” At that moment, a black-armored knight staggered in to report but was immediately struck by a golden light and turned to ash.

The man slowly walked into the tavern. “Oh? Didn’t the people outside say the Slaughter City was closed today? So they were lying to me.”

“The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect’s number two and that black-winged scum are both here. Huh? Looks like there are other friends too.”

The man’s hood fell, revealing a fierce man face. Of course, this didn’t mean he was young—his cultivation was simply so high he hadn’t aged.

“G-Golden Crocodile Douluo!” Both the Fallen Angel and Yu Luomian gasped as if they’d seen a ghost.

Especially Yu Luomian. He had personally checked and confirmed Golden Crocodile Douluo’s death, even wanting to use the cultivation technique given by the Fallen Angel to absorb Golden Crocodile Douluo’s soul. But too many eyes were present, and Yu Yuanzhen had stopped him, so he’d given up.

But the man before him—was he man or ghost?

Oslo was also tense. Golden Crocodile Douluo appearing now, and apparently noticing him already.

“Yu Luomian, didn’t you swear that Golden Crocodile was killed by Tianlin? Useless trash, spreading false information.” Fallen Angel Douluo raged. Just what had their master been thinking back then, to cooperate with this guy?

He’d never once been reliable with tasks or information.

“Heh, you’re not so smart yourself, so don’t mock others.” Golden Crocodile tossed three heads from his soul tool. “These three—are they yours? Each has a domain similar to the Deathgod Domain, just much weaker. You’re basically telling the world the mass killers are from the Slaughter City.”

Yu Luomian recognized the heads—they were the three Deathgods Fallen Angel Douluo had given him.

But these Deathgods were overrated. Their 100 victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena were arranged with weak opponents, and they’d never passed the Hell Road. The domains on them were just watered-down versions, not the real Deathgod Domain.

Still, all three were high-level Soul Douluos. With their domains, they could fight a Titled Douluo. But they’d met Golden Crocodile Douluo, level 98, and stood no chance.

No wonder Yu Luomian and Fallen Angel Douluo had heard nothing from them—they’d been dead all along.

And seeing Golden Crocodile’s attitude, it was clear he wouldn’t let them go today.

“Yu Luomian, I’m trusting you one more time. Go now, complete your task—I’ll hold off Golden Crocodile Douluo.” Fallen Angel Douluo knew that begging was useless before someone like Golden Crocodile; the only way was one escapes while one fights.

Yu Luomian was already scared stiff by the resurrected Golden Crocodile Douluo—he didn’t want to tangle with ghosts. Hearing this, he said, “Then please be careful, my lord. I’ll complete your task!”

With that, he broke the tavern window and jumped out.

Golden Crocodile looked calmly at Fallen Angel Douluo. “You really didn’t need to bother. I have no interest in that turncoat; someone else will deal with him. My target has always been you. If you don’t want to die, surrender and come with me to Spirit Hall to see the Grand Priest, and tell him everything you know.”

“In your dreams! Seventh Soul Skill: Fallen Angel True Body! Ninth Soul Skill: Turbid Devil Flame!”

As a Titled Douluo, he would never surrender. The Fallen Angel Douluo immediately unleashed his true body and strongest ninth skill.

Golden Crocodile smiled faintly. “Heh, devil flame? This disgusting fire was supposed to be sealed by the Fire God. Only you scum can use it. But compared to the Grand Priest’s Angelic Holy Flame, it’s nothing!”

Chapter 403: Golden Crocodile’s Assault, Oslo’s Ambush

Faced with the terrifying devil flames, Golden Crocodile neither dodged nor flinched, standing tall amidst the fire.

No matter how the flames burned, he remained unmoved.

“My Martial Soul is the Golden Crocodile King, with the ultimate gold attribute. Haven’t you heard, ‘True gold fears no fire?’” Golden Crocodile strode through the flames, completely ignoring the devil fire.

Fallen Angel Douluo was shocked—true gold didn’t fear fire, but that was ordinary fire. His devil flames were said to melt even gold, so how could the attribute restriction not work?

Actually, it wasn’t that it didn’t work—the flames could suppress the ultimate gold, but the huge gap in cultivation was decisive.

The Fallen Angel was at most level 94, while Golden Crocodile was a level 98 super-stronger. The difference was too great for attribute restraint to matter.

A golden crocodile tail swept over, sending the Fallen Angel flying. “I’ll say it again: if you don’t want to die, come with me.”

Faced with Golden Crocodile’s pressure, Fallen Angel Douluo said nothing, then suddenly turned and rushed toward the underground passage at the back of the tavern. That led to the Slaughter City—once inside, Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn’t use soul skills and would not be a match for the experts inside.

“Foolish!” Golden Crocodile Douluo was an experienced fighter. He’d already noticed the passage and was on guard.

He also knew the legend of the Slaughter City—there was no way he’d let his opponent escape so easily. He’d already set a trap at the entrance.

Fallen Angel Douluo rushed underground at full speed, but with a bang, he crashed into something incredibly hard. The backlash not only split his head open but sent him flying back toward Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Golden Crocodile grabbed his neck. “Heh, I already set a golden barrier at the entrance. You can’t break through. That bastard Tianlin may deserve death, but he’s clever. He was right—your side is extremely vigilant, with spies in both empires, all three sects, even my Spirit Hall. You seem to know the whereabouts of every living Titled Douluo.”

“No wonder Gu Rong couldn’t track you—you always managed to avoid him. Only a dead Titled Douluo could strike you fatally. Sure enough, you had no defense against me. Those three butchers you sent to slaughter border villages were intercepted by me, and through their domain, I learned much—including about the Slaughter City.”

Fallen Angel Douluo understood instantly—Tianlin must have suspected Yu Luomian, and had faked Golden Crocodile Douluo’s death to let him investigate in secret.

Even though they’d tried to avoid other Titled Douluo, no one would care about a dead man.

He also realized why Yu Luomian’s poisoning of Yu Yuanzhen had failed. Someone else had discovered it.

“Damn you, Golden Crocodile Douluo. I’ve lost this time. But don’t think it’s over. You failed to stop Yu Luomian’s escape—that’s your mistake. I’ve prepared a big gift for the whole continent!” Fallen Angel Douluo sneered.

Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled faintly. “Why do you think Yu Luomian will survive? Since Tianlin knows he’s a problem, don’t you think he’s guarded against him? I don’t know for sure, but I’ll bet your plan using Yu Luomian has already been ruined.”

Fallen Angel’s eyes widened. He finally realized—Golden Crocodile couldn’t have helped Yu Yuanzhen; he’d have preferred him dead. Someone else must have saved Yu Yuanzhen.

“Haha, looks like you figured something out. In fact, there were four people in the room just now—one hiding in Yu Luomian’s shadow. To hide behind him without being detected, that person must be far stronger than Yu Luomian. So, soon, I’ll just have to collect the corpse. Whatever your plan is, it’s doomed.”

Golden Crocodile Douluo finished. As Fallen Angel Douluo looked on in despair, he sealed his soul power, knocked him out, and put him into a soul tool that could store living things, then left for the outskirts.

…

At that moment, the fleeing Yu Luomian was unaware of the danger approaching. Oslo did not strike immediately.

He was an agility attack system soul master. Although he had the heart to fight head-on, he knew his true role was ambush and assassination.

He waited until Yu Luomian had run hundreds of miles into the wilderness and was exhausted before finally moving.

“Heh...!” Yu Luomian panted heavily. Even after running so far, he was still uneasy—Golden Crocodile Douluo was just too terrifying.

During this period, with help from that mysterious force, his strength had actually broken through—but to Golden Crocodile Douluo, it meant nothing.

So his only option was to run for his life.

Unfortunately, focused on what was behind, he never noticed the danger below him.

A shadowy claw quietly emerged from his shadow, then burst forth, swift and powerful, aimed at Yu Luomian’s heart.

By the time Yu Luomian reacted, it was too late to dodge completely—he barely avoided a fatal blow, but Oslo’s leopard claw still pierced his shoulder.

Oslo wasn’t upset at missing the kill. Rather than hesitating, he hooked Yu Luomian’s arm and broke it.

“Argh!” Yu Luomian howled in pain, drenched in cold sweat.

The sudden attack had caught him completely off guard. Clutching his broken arm, Yu Luomian shouted angrily, “Who dares ambush me?!”

“Heh, you don’t need to know who I am. Just know this is your grave.” Oslo emerged from the shadow, startling Yu Luomian so badly he stumbled backward—he’d never known someone was hiding in his shadow.

“Who are you?” Yu Luomian demanded.

“Seventh Soul Skill, Ghost Leopard True Body!” Oslo remembered a saying from Tianlin: villains die from talking too much. He also recalled: strike while the iron is hot.

Now was when Yu Luomian was weakest, and Golden Crocodile might arrive at any time. He needed to get the intel from Yu Luomian first.

If he could escape, he would; if not, he could trade the intel to Golden Crocodile. With his invincible golden body and the Star Shift Talisman combo, even Golden Crocodile couldn’t do anything to him.

Chapter 404: The Slaying of Yu Luomian — The Power of Full Soul Bones

Oslo, face covered, remained silent, making it impossible for Yu Luomian to determine his real identity.

But he had a guess. Since Golden Crocodile had appeared, Spirit Hall must be on guard. In Spirit Hall, the only one with a Ghost Leopard martial soul was one of the original nine elders—Ghost Leopard Douluo.

So the man before him was likely Ghost Leopard Douluo’s descendant.

“If your Spirit Hall insists on wiping me out, don’t blame me for fighting back. Just a Soul Sage! Even if you hurt me by surprise, so what? Let me show you my true strength.” Yu Luomian snarled.

His Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon began to mutate, blue lightning turning purple, and the once pure dragon exuded a terrifying, evil aura.

An eighth black soul ring appeared on Yu Luomian. Oslo was shocked: “You’ve broken through to Soul Douluo, and your martial soul mutated!”

“Haha, yes! With the Fallen Angel’s help, I now possess the mutated martial soul, Purple Lightning Demon Dragon. I’m now an eighty-third-level Soul Douluo. You’ll be the first to see its power!”

“Seventh Soul Skill, Demon Dragon True Body!”

Yu Luomian transformed into a hundred-meter-long purple demon dragon, imposing and terrifying.

“Third Soul Skill, Demon Dragon’s Breath!”

The demon dragon opened its maw, spewing a fierce breath laced with powerful electricity. If it hit, even if the victim survived, they’d be paralyzed.

For an agility attack type, paralysis meant death.

“Hmph, Soul Bone Skill: Crush!” Oslo calmly raised his palm, blocking the attack single-handedly.

This left arm soul bone was originally prepared for Tang San by Tang Hao—a strength-type bone with immunity abilities.

The soul bone skill, Crush, could shatter an opponent’s bones and body, as well as energy attacks, and granted Oslo temporary immunity to abnormal states.

“Break!”

Oslo shouted, and his left hand crushed the dragon’s breath in an instant.

“What?!” Yu Luomian couldn’t believe it. That was his full power as a Soul Douluo, yet a mere Soul Sage blocked it with one hand?

Oslo gave him no time to react, leaping into the air. His right arm blazed with fire: “Explosive Flame Strike!”

“Fifth Soul Skill, Purple Lightning Demon Dragon Shield!” Yu Luomian quickly unfurled a thunder shield to block Oslo’s flaming punch.

“Skull Bone Skill, Soul Shock!” Oslo’s heavy fists kept pounding the shield.

He couldn’t break it in one blow due to the level gap. But Yu Luomian found himself growing mentally weaker with each punch—the attacks were hurting his spirit through the shield.

That was the power of Soul Shock: fusing soul attacks into physical blows.

“Who is this guy? He has so many soul bones.” By now, Oslo had shown five soul bones.

The shadow attack was a right leg bone skill; the sudden acceleration during the ambush was a left leg bone skill; breaking the attack was left arm; the fiery punch was right arm; and the mental attack was skull.

It was extravagant— even Yu Yuanzhen, sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, only had three soul bones.

Yu Luomian’s spirit was about to collapse, and his shield was cracking—maybe three more blows and it would shatter. “Damn it! Eighth Soul Skill, Demon Dragon’s Wrath!” Furious, Yu Luomian unleashed his trump card.

Wreathed in lightning, the demon dragon soared skyward and dove at Oslo.

“Going all out? Crush!” Oslo used Crush again to block the attack head-on.

But a Soul Douluo’s full power wasn’t so easily stopped. When Oslo’s palm met the dragon’s head, the force pushed him back.

“So strong—this is Soul Douluo’s power?” Oslo found he was nearly at his limit. If this went on, his arms would be broken.

“Haha, Soul Douluo is still a Douluo. You, a mere Soul Sage, dare challenge me? Prepare to die! All five of your soul bones are mine—they’ll even fix my injured arm!” Yu Luomian crowed.

Oslo smiled slightly. “Five? You miscounted. Watch—Soul Bone Skill: Invincible Golden Body!”

The 100,000-year Soft Bone Rabbit’s Invincible Golden Body. For three seconds, all attacks below god-level are nullified, and strength is doubled.

Oslo glowed gold, immediately stabilizing his stance. No matter how Yu Luomian struggled, he couldn’t budge him.

“You have a sixth soul bone—full set?!” Yu Luomian was terrified. How could a Soul Sage have a full set of soul bones?

“Trying to fly? Not on my watch!” Oslo grabbed the dragon’s head and swung it around, slamming Yu Luomian hard.

Oslo’s sixth soul ring flared. Time to end this.

“Sixth Soul Skill: Explosive Eightfold Slam!”

Oslo’s strongest move: grabbing his opponent and slamming them eight times, each blow devastating, and sealing their soul power so escape is impossible.

Bang, bang, bang—!

The sound of heavy impacts echoed across the wilderness, the ground shaking. In seconds, Yu Luomian was battered, nearly every bone broken.

He lost utterly—an eighty-third-level Soul Douluo without a single soul bone, no match for a Soul Sage with a full set.

Yu Luomian fell out of his martial soul true body, coughing blood on the ground.

Oslo stepped on his chest. “A traitor who framed his own brother and sect—you deserve to die!”

Yu Luomian glared at Oslo, wanting to see his killer’s face—even if he died.

Oslo chuckled. “You want to know who I am? Too bad—I won’t tell you. Die with regret!”

With this final taunt, Yu Luomian died with fury in his heart.