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Chapter 446 - Chapter 446 Sky-Tearing Claw

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A gigantic beast so large it blotted out the sky.

Its appearance resembles a bear, but it is several times larger than any known bear-type spirit beast. When standing, it is over ten meters tall, and its dark golden fur gleams with a metallic sheen in the dim light.

Its front paws are the most terrifying part.

Each claw was as long as an adult's arm, with hooked tips and an eerie dark golden sheen.

It is one of the ferocious beasts, the Bear King!

right.

Three enormous heads emerged from the flames.

It was a colossal beast resembling a lion, over five meters long. Three heads, each over a meter in diameter, stood side by side, six crimson-gold eyes staring simultaneously at the human before them. Its canine teeth gleamed crimson-gold, its coarse fur was ablaze, and its entire body was enveloped in a layer of scorching flames.

Three-headed Crimson Demon Mastiff, the Crimson King!

Directly ahead.

No specific figure emerged.

Instead, branches and vines extend everywhere, from the ground, from the trunks, and from overhead.

It is a giant tree, but not an ordinary giant tree.

The trunk of that tree was as thick as ten people could hug, and its bark was dark brown and covered with countless tiny "eyes".

Those eyes were not decorations; they were real, rotating eyeballs that emitted a faint glow.

Thousands of branches drooped from the tree crown, each tip dripping a green, corrosive liquid.

Demonic Tree with Demonic Eyes, King of Ten Thousand Demons!

The three ferocious beasts completely surrounded the Soul Hunter team.

The remaining members huddled together, their faces filled with fear.

Iron Hammer Douluo gripped the heavy hammer tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white.

He approached the Bone Douluo, his voice extremely low: "What breed? Do you recognize it?"

The Bone Douluo shook his head, his face ashen: "I don't recognize it. The Spirit Hall's beast records... don't mention these things. But that bear seems somewhat similar to the one we caught."

"No records?" Iron Hammer Douluo couldn't believe it. "How is this possible? Such a huge size, such a powerful aura, the predecessors of the Spirit Hall couldn't possibly have left no records!"

His voice trembled: "Elder Ju... Elder Gui... what do we do now?"

He looked towards the back of the group.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei should still be there.

They were the two most senior Title Douluos present.

Level 95. Possesses a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Even if we can't win, we must have a countermeasure.

But when Iron Hammer Douluo and White Bone Douluo turned around...

He was stunned.

Yue Guan has disappeared.

The ghost has vanished.

Ling Yuan has also disappeared.

The three people vanished without a trace.

Behind the group, only an empty forest remained, not even a scrap of clothing was left.

Their pupils suddenly contracted.

"Where...where are they?!"

Upon hearing this, the rest of the group turned around abruptly.

Those three people really disappeared.

like...

It was after sending people to investigate, while everyone was still nervously watching their backs.

Those three people had already run away.

Iron Hammer Douluo's mind went blank.

Then, two words were squeezed out from between his teeth.

"You bastard!"

Even as Iron Hammer Douluo's roar was still swirling in his throat, a deafening explosion completely drowned out all his emotions.

"boom--!"

The bear slapped down with its paw.

But he didn't take any pictures.

Instead, it was slapped onto a large iron cage.

That cage was used by the Soul Hunting Squad to imprison the ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts they captured alive.

The specially made black iron chains and reinforced cage were originally capable of withstanding the full force of an attack from a Soul Saint.

But under Xiong Jun's claw, the cage shattered instantly, as if it were made of paper.

Metal fragments flew everywhere.

The cage contained a dark gold dinosaur.

It was several sizes smaller than Xiong Jun, but it was clearly of the same species as Xiong Jun.

Its body was covered in wounds, several claws were broken, and dried blood was congealed in its fur, clearly indicating that it had been forcibly imprisoned after being injured by the Soul Hunter Squad.

The dark gold dinosaur paw bear tumbled out of its shattered cage, looked up and saw the bear king's enormous figure, and let out a weak whimper before swaying and approaching.

Xiong Jun lowered his huge head and gently sniffed the wounds on his tribesmen's bodies.

Then, it raised its head.

A pair of dark golden vertical pupils were fixed on the human in front of him.

"These damned humans..."

The sound exploded, not the roar of a soul beast, but the clear and articulate speech of a human.

"How dare you capture my clansmen?! You're asking for trouble!"

Xiong Jun's voice was deep and thunderous, each word carrying overwhelming anger and murderous intent.

The remaining members of the Soul Hunter Squad were completely dumbfounded.

Soul beasts can speak human language?

They had read in the textbooks of the Soul Master Academy that when a soul beast's cultivation exceeds 100,000 years, it will develop sentience.

But that's just a theoretical record; the vast majority of Soul Masters will never encounter an existence of that level in their entire lives.

And now, a giant soul beast that can speak human language is staring at them with the eyes of someone looking at the dead.

The Red King's three heads simultaneously let out a deep roar, and the flames around it burned even brighter.

"What about the rest?"

This time, it was the Crimson King who spoke. His voice was also human, low, hoarse, and rough, tinged with impatience and irritability.

With a single swipe of its paw, Xiong Jun shattered the cage of another ten-thousand-year-old soul beast that had been captured alive in front of it, and roared without even raising its head, "Kill it!"

The branches of the Demon King slowly writhed in the air, and thousands of tree eyes turned at the same time, scanning the besieged humans.

It didn't speak, but the branches had already begun to move forward little by little.

"Oh, there are two Title Douluos who aren't even level 92 yet, and they dare to trespass on our territory!"

Xiong Jun roared and pressed forward step by step.

With each step taken, the ground trembled.

Those dark golden giant claws left deep claw marks on the soil, and the land around the claw marks developed dense cracks.

Iron Hammer Douluo's throat was dry, but he still gritted his teeth and stood in front of the team.

"Everyone... everyone prepare for battle!"

His voice was trembling, but Iron Hammer Douluo was, after all, a Title Douluo. In this critical moment, his ingrained fighting instinct still made him lift the heavy hammer.

The White Bone Douluo also activated his Martial Soul, with a white bone snake coiling around him.

"If you can't win, run!"

Someone shouted.

The team collapsed instantly.

Someone charged towards the Crimson King, who simultaneously unleashed three pillars of crimson-gold fire from his three heads, instantly vaporizing the five or six people who rushed towards him, leaving not even a trace of bone behind.

Some people fled towards the direction of the Demon King, but the vines shot out like living things, wrapping around their bodies. Corrosive venom seeped into their skin along the branches, and painful screams rose and fell.

Iron Hammer Douluo swung his heavy hammer wildly, putting all his strength into each strike.

However, his full-force strike landed on Xiong Jun's forepaw, leaving not even a white mark.

Xiong Jun didn't even look at him.

It was just a Sky-Tearing Claw!

A claw slammed down!

Iron Hammer Douluo activated his Martial Soul True Body and Ninth Soul Skill, desperately blocking the attack.

Finally, the hammer shattered.

The dark golden claws tore from his right shoulder all the way to his left waist, shredding his ribs and internal organs to shreds.

Iron Hammer Douluo was sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

His body was still convulsing, and a large amount of blood was gushing from his mouth.

With cloudy eyes staring at the treetops above, he managed to utter his last few words.

"Chrysanthemum Ghost Kite...you three...bastards..."

Then, the pupils dilated.

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