At this moment, the only thought in the red-robed elder brother's mind was—
"Run!"
But escaping was no longer an option.
The soul power inside both brothers surged violently, and their spiritual seas felt as if they had been shattered—chaotic and unstable!
This wasn't just their soul skill being blocked…
Their Martial Soul Fusion Technique had been torn apart!
If they hadn't just begun the fusion—and if their bodies weren't exceptionally strong—
They would've suffered a full Martial Soul backlash, a potentially fatal blow.
Qian Renfeng raised his hand, and the Seraphim phantom behind him mirrored the motion—
Directly blocking the exit of the medicinal valley!
Seeing this, the two Title Douluos were overwhelmed with despair.
A deep, instinctual hopelessness surged up from within.
The younger red-robed brother's gaze turned blank as he stared dazedly at the overwhelming figure in the sky, completely stunned.
Too strong.
So strong that just one move made them feel utterly outmatched.
Far stronger than their cult leader.
Maybe… maybe the Blood Toad Cult should just stay hidden after all...
But Qian Renfeng gave them no more time to think.
The skies over the medicinal valley turned red once more.
But this time—
It wasn't the Blood Toad Cult's blood-red hue,
But the crimson of Qian Renfeng's Angelic Domain.
The domain of the Twelve-Winged Seraphim!
"Submit—or die?!"
His voice was like a divine proclamation—undeniable and irresistible.
The red-robed elder brother fell to his knees, blood boiling violently within him.
He was on the verge of fainting.
His eyes lost focus—he didn't even know what to do.
The younger brother began slamming his head against the ground, absolutely terrified.
"W-we submit! We submit!"
"We're willing to become your slaves for eternity, Lord Seraphim!"
Their groveling was smooth, instinctive—
As if they'd done it countless times before.
Qian Renfeng calmly watched.
Two crimson flaming ropes shot out from behind him and wrapped around the two men.
This was originally his sixth soul skill: Angelic Restraint, which was supposed to glow golden.
But ever since his Martial Soul evolved into the Twelve-Winged Seraphim,
All of his soul skills had subtly changed.
They still carried divine energy—
But now they were dominated by the power of the sun.
Strangely enough, Qian Renfeng found using this solar power felt far more natural to him.
"Speak. What does the Blood Toad Cult believe in? Who are your top powerhouses? What have you been up to recently?"
The red-robed elder brother, dazed and dizzy, swayed slightly and muttered,
"No… we won't talk…"
"Xiao Liu, if we say anything, the Cult Leader won't let us live…"
"If we—"
He didn't get to finish.
Qian Renfeng casually struck his neck with a hand chop.
Crack!
"AHH—!"
The sharp shockwave cut through the air like thunder.
The red-robed elder collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Qian Renfeng turned to the younger brother with a faint smile,
as if knocking someone out cold was nothing to him.
In that moment—
It was hard to say who the real "evil soul master" was.
The younger red-robed Douluo stared in a daze.
As someone who had walked a path paved with blood,
He had never seen anything like this.
"I… we…"
He stammered, but Qian Renfeng was already losing patience.
He stomped down hard on the red-robed man's leg.
As his foot fell, a glowing light wrapped around Qian Renfeng's lower leg—
"Second Soul Skill: Angel's Step!"
Even the elders of the Clear Sky Clan, wielding their Haotian Hammers, couldn't withstand this attack.
So when Qian Renfeng's foot landed squarely on the red-robed Douluo's unguarded leg—
Both of his legs exploded into a mist of blood, drifting right in front of him.
"AHHH!!"
His anguished wail echoed across the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well,
and even the soul beasts deep in the core of Sunset Forest trembled in fear.
This swift and brutal style of execution—
Was this the behavior of someone with an Angelic Martial Soul?
With just a word—
He had destroyed the legs of a Title Douluo forever.
Qian Renfeng didn't have time for interrogation.
According to the original Douluo plotline,
these evil soul masters wouldn't become a real threat for another ten thousand years.
Even if they united now, they couldn't possibly rival the Spirit Hall.
If they could have, they would've acted already.
Why would they have waited in hiding for so long?
So Qian Renfeng had little real interest in them.
He had only asked out of passing curiosity about their alliances.
Since they refused to talk—
"Old Poison, I'll leave this one to you."
"Do whatever you want. If he's got a soul bone, just leave it for me."
Poison Douluo Dugu Bo twitched slightly when he heard this.
He was grateful he had chosen wisely back then.
Otherwise—
He might have ended up just like these two.
"Alright, I'll handle it."
"I'll make sure to get some answers."
Qian Renfeng nodded and left it at that, heading deeper into the medicinal valley.
"Yue Guan, do you know where Bibi Dong used to cultivate?" he asked casually.
Yue Guan froze for a moment, his expression turning a little strange.
He didn't answer immediately.
Qian Renfeng didn't press him. "Forget it, I won't force you."
"I'll personally drag her out when the time comes. You don't need to get involved."
Yue Guan looked at Qian Renfeng with visible gratitude.
After all, Bibi Dong had once been his master.
Betraying her was one thing—
But to stab her in the back immediately afterward?
That would make him no better than a traitorous dog.
Porcupinefish Douluo followed behind the two, suddenly speaking up:
"Second Young Master!"
"This should be reported to the Grand Worship immediately and left to his judgment. That would be the wisest course of action!"
"Evil soul masters must be eradicated at first sight!
Otherwise, they'll multiply like weeds after the rain!"
Yue Guan rolled his eyes.
This guy hadn't learned his lesson yet!
He quickly interrupted:
"Porcupinefish! You ran pretty fast back there, didn't you?!"
"If the young master weren't here, would you still have run so fast?"
The message was clear: drop the subject.
Otherwise—
With Qian Renfeng's non-vengeful personality, who knew what would happen?
Porcupinefish Douluo protested indignantly:
"Yue Guan, don't slander me!"
"If the young master weren't here, I would've fought to the death right alongside you!"
"I'm not the kind to back down!"
Qian Renfeng listened to their bickering and waved his hand.
"Enough, Yue Guan. Don't mess around."
"This does need to be reported to the Worship Hall."
"Porcupinefish, make the trip. And while you're at it, tell my grandfather—Chrysanthemum Douluo is now under my command."