No words were needed; it was a tacit understanding stemming from blood ties and a shared desire for power.
"Yan Yan".
Dugu Bo tossed Xiao Wu to Dugu Yan's feet as if she were trash.
The tone was so relaxed, as if they were discussing what to have for dinner:
"This rabbit is a nuisance if we keep it; we might as well get rid of it now."
"Your soul power has now reached level eighty."
Your 'Poison Dragon' martial soul now has an extra slot for its eighth spirit ring.
At this point, Dugu Bo's eyes gleamed with a bright green light, and his voice was filled with barely concealed excitement:
"This rabbit is also a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form."
Although it's currently in its infancy, the spirit rings and spirit bones it produces are already at the 100,000-year level!
"Kill her, take her soul ring and soul bone, and add them to your Poison Dragon Martial Soul."
"At that time, I'll have twin martial souls, two top-tier configurations, plus this body full of 100,000-year-old soul bones..."
"Who in this world can stop you?!"
Upon hearing her grandfather's suggestion, a glint of light flashed in Dugu Yan's heterochromatic eyes.
In his mind, Yu Nan's cold voice rang out at just the right moment:
"Let's get started."
"If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze."
"This rabbit's spirit ring attribute is flexible, which can perfectly neutralize the fierce toxicity of your Azure Phosphorous Poison Dragon Martial Soul."
It can also provide a powerful survival or crowd control skill.
"Most importantly... only the dead can prevent our secrets from being revealed."
Dugu Yan nodded slightly, a bewitching yet cold smile appearing on her exquisite face.
She looked at Xiao Wu, who had once stood beside Tang San and defeated her, at her feet.
There was not a trace of pity in his heart.
The victor is king, the loser is villain—this is the ironclad rule of the Soul Master world.
"Grandpa is right."
Dugu Yan spoke softly, her voice clear and melodious, yet carrying a chilling killing intent:
"Since it's offered to us, why wouldn't we accept it?"
"Perfect timing, my venomous dragon hasn't tasted fresh blood in a long time."
After speaking, Dugu Yan slowly raised her right hand.
Emerald green light condensed in his palm, transforming into a ferocious phantom dragon claw.
It emitted a strong corrosive odor and was aimed at Xiao Wu's crown.
The shadow of death loomed over the land.
However, Xiao Wu still did not react.
She was like a walking corpse, oblivious to her impending death.
There is no greater sorrow than a broken heart.
With all her loved ones gone, all that remains for her in this world is endless pain and loneliness.
Dugu Yan frowned slightly as she looked at Xiao Wu's appearance, a strange displeasure rising in her heart.
This kind of hunt with no resistance has less of the thrill.
Dugu Yan stepped forward, looking down at Xiao Wu from her elevated position, and said coldly:
"Hey, rabbit."
"You're about to die, don't you want to say anything?"
"For example...begging for mercy?"
Until the icy dragon claws almost touched his scalp, until the chilling killing intent stung his skin.
Xiao Wu, who had been in a daze, trembled slightly.
She slowly raised her head.
Those once bright and lively eyes were now bloodshot and swollen.
She didn't look at Dugu Yan, nor at Dugu Bo, who was about to take her life.
Her gaze passed over the two people, over the cold corpse of the Titan Giant Ape, and looked towards the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest.
They looked toward that distant, unknown direction.
Two lines of clear tears silently slid down from the corners of her eyes, dripping onto the dusty ground and splashing up tiny mud flowers.
That was her last attachment in life, and the only obsession in her heart.
Just a second before Dugu Yan was about to strike with her dragon claw.
Xiao Wu's dry, pale lips moved slightly, emitting a soft, yet extremely poignant murmur:
"Third Brother..."
"Where are you?"
"Third Brother?"
Upon hearing this mournful cry, Dugu Yan paused slightly.
But there was no pity on her face; instead, the mocking smile on her lips widened, and she even laughed out loud.
"Hehehe... What a touching brother-sister relationship."
"What a pity, your third brother is probably still in that so-called 'Shrek'."
He was indulging in his grandiose dream of revitalizing the Tang Clan and dominating the continent.
The Tang Clan was also mentioned by Yu Nan to Dugu Yan.
Although it wasn't explained in too much detail, for example, Tang San was a time traveler.
"Distant water cannot quench a nearby fire, let alone..."
A chilling light suddenly gathered in Dugu Yan's heterochromatic pupils, and her voice was low and menacing, like a demon's whisper:
"Even if he really came now, seeing this scene, do you think he would save you, or would he be so scared that he would kneel down and beg for mercy?"
"No...Third Brother...he will..."
A final trace of unwillingness and struggle flashed in Xiao Wu's unfocused pupils—a blind trust in her lover.
"Fool, face reality."
"In this dog-eat-dog world, only power is eternal."
So-called feelings are nothing more than an excuse for the weak to comfort themselves.
"You should go and keep your two younger brothers company."
Before he could finish speaking...
Dugu Yan uttered no more unnecessary words, and her emerald green dragon claw, imbued with potent poison and corrosive power,...
With a piercing shriek that tore through the air, it crashed down!
Pfft—!
No miracle occurred.
Blood splattered, staining Dugu Yan's exquisite skirt and the once tranquil and peaceful lake of life.
That 100,000-year-old Soft-Boned Rabbit, who was showered with love and affection in the original story...
It didn't even manage to utter a scream before it completely lost its life.
Those eyes that gazed into the distance eventually lost all their luster, forever frozen in that moment when despair and hope intertwined.
Buzz—!
As Xiao Wu's life faded away, a sliver of dazzling red light slowly emanated from her petite corpse.
Immediately afterwards, the red light rapidly expanded, transforming into a crystal-clear, blood-red soul ring that emitted terrifying energy fluctuations.
That vibrant red was even more alluring and breathtaking than the blue color used in the Ming Dynasty's sacrificial ceremony.
One hundred thousand years!
Another 100,000 years!
"good!
good!
good! "
Dugu Bo looked at the rising crimson soul ring and excitedly exclaimed "Good!" three times, his old face turning bright red.
"Yanyan, hurry!"
Strike while the iron is hot!
Although the rabbit's spirit ring and your Poison Dragon Martial Soul are not entirely of the same origin,
However, a 100,000-year spirit ring is extremely versatile, and combined with its gentle techniques, it will definitely allow your main spirit to undergo a qualitative leap!
"My granddaughter understands."
Dugu Yan took a deep breath, her eyes gleaming with an extreme thirst for power.
Without any hesitation, she sat cross-legged next to Xiao Wu's corpse.
With a wave of her hand, the 100,000-year-old soul ring, symbolizing slaughter and glory, was drawn towards her head and slowly floated up.
"Poison Dragon, appear!"
A delicate shout.
A gigantic, emerald-green dragon phantom appeared behind her, roaring to the sky.
The seven soul rings that originally surrounded the dragon—yellow, purple, red, black, and crimson—pulsated rhythmically.
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