Douluo; Zhongli Adventures in Mortal World with Paimon

"This… this is a hundred-thousand-year soul beast!!"

How many Titled Douluo were present at the scene?

The moment Xiao Wu erupted with a pink glow, even though she had consumed the Transformation Grass, she still exposed the aura of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.

This aura left the numerous Titled Douluo and spectators utterly shocked.

A hundred-thousand-year soul beast appearing at the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament, and this hundred-thousand-year soul beast was even…

"It's a sacrifice! A soul beast sacrifice!!"

Among all those present, no one was more familiar with the concept of sacrifice than Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo.

After all, they had personally witnessed the Blue Silver Emperor sacrificing itself to Tang Hao, who then went on a rampage.

"Quick, stop her!"

"She's the one that escaped back then!"

The sacrifice had already begun. Even though they knew it was impossible to stop it, Bibi Dong and the others still shouted in agitation.

Bibi Dong instantly recognized Xiao Wu's aura the moment she felt it again, recalling her past identity.

But after the initial excitement, an overwhelming sense of emptiness filled her heart.

Was it the hundred-thousand-year soul bone she desired?

No!

What she truly wanted was the hundred-thousand-year soul ring!

Watching a hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast sacrifice itself right before her eyes, she couldn't even begin to describe the emotions welling up inside her.

"The others hiding their trump cards is one thing, but Tang San is literally carrying a soul ring around with him."

Someone muttered in disbelief, causing the crowd to exchange bewildered glances.

In the VIP section, Zhongli observed this scene and thoughtfully glanced up at the sky.

He had promised Tang Hao that he wouldn't make a move against Xiao Wu, so naturally, he wouldn't interfere in this situation.

"The Asura Sword Sheath… it remains the Asura Sword Sheath."

This was predetermined from the beginning. Their meeting had already been arranged by fate.

The Xiao Wu before him was not the Xiao Wu from the original timeline.

If she hadn't been eroded by the Asura God's power, it would have been nearly impossible for her to sacrifice herself to Tang San.

And even more impossible for her to willingly become the Asura Sword Sheath.

Now, this sacrifice was more of an orchestration by the Asura God than anything else.

"Lord Martial God, do you have a way to interrupt the sacrifice?"

Suddenly, Bibi Dong turned to Zhongli and asked.

She didn't know why, but she had a strong feeling that this man had countless ways to interrupt a hundred-thousand-year soul beast sacrifice.

If it weren't for the force field generated by the sacrifice, which made it impossible for anyone below god-level to enter, she would have already intervened.

Hearing her question, Zhongli remained calm and shook his head. "This force field cannot be broken by anyone below god-level."

Bibi Dong was momentarily stunned. Even he couldn't do it?

For some reason, she felt like Zhongli was deceiving her, but she had no proof.

Not far away, Qian Daoliu's eye twitched slightly.

What Zhongli said wasn't exactly a lie, but there was definitely something off about his words.

No one below god-level could break this force field, but was Zhongli really below god-level?

Others might not know, but Qian Daoliu was well aware.

Crown Prince "Xue Qinghe" also twitched her eye slightly but said nothing.

Clearly, Zhongli had no interest in meddling with this "small matter."

"Xiao Wu, don't!"

Deep in Tang San's eyes, a trace of desire flickered, but on the surface, his expression was one of utter grief.

He wasn't sure why, but in the past few days, he had been unconsciously hinting to Xiao Wu that they had to win at all costs.

And now that the chance of victory had arrived, he felt nothing but emptiness.

Was this truly what he wanted?

A hundred-thousand-year soul ring. A hundred-thousand-year soul bone.

Wasn't this exactly what he had always longed for?

Something he had dreamed of obtaining, yet it required Xiao Wu's sacrifice.

Faintly, Tang San seemed to hear a voice telling him that as long as he became a god, he could bring Xiao Wu back to life.

At this moment, he had no time to think about it.

Retracting his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, he released his Blue Silver Grass martial soul. Two yellow rings and two purple rings quickly emerged.

His Clear Sky Hammer's soul rings were full, but his Blue Silver Grass martial soul only had four rings.

"Brother San, goodbye."

"No, Xiao Wu!"

Tang San's grief was overwhelming as he stared fixedly at the red soul ring on his Blue Silver Grass. Xiao Wu's figure was slowly fading away.

As Xiao Wu completely disappeared, a pink right-arm soul bone swiftly fused into Tang San's right arm.

"A hundred-thousand-year soul bone!"

"The hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit right-arm soul bone!"

Everyone present was filled with envy.

"No!!"

Tang San let out another anguished cry, but as he felt the surging soul power within him, he momentarily froze.

"Level 60! My soul power has reached the Level 60!!"

He only needed one more soul ring to officially become a Soul Emperor.

As expected of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast…

No, as expected of Xiao Wu!

Her sacrifice had instantly propelled him from rank fifty-two to rank sixty.

Over the course of the fusion, a process that seemed brief had actually taken two whole hours.

By the time Xiao Wu had completely merged with Tang San, a wisp of red mist, undetectable to anyone below god-level, quietly returned to Tang San's body.

At this moment, everyone on and off the stage remained in a state of shock.

The rest of the Shrek team had been knocked off the stage, leaving only Tang San standing atop the arena.

"Xiao Wu was actually a soul beast?!"

The audience was dumbfounded, they truly had no idea.

Who could have imagined that Xiao Wu was actually a hundred-thousand-year soul ring that Tang San had been carrying around all along?

Liu Erlong was weeping uncontrollably, her lips trembling as she struggled to speak.

She never expected that, just to win a tournament, Xiao Wu would sacrifice herself to Tang San!

Why? Why did she have to do this?

It was just a tournament, was it really worth it?

Liu Erlong stood there in a daze. Xiao Wu was her goddaughter, yet even though she had sensed something was wrong, she was still devastated.

"Tang San… this must be Tang San's manipulation."

If she had heard correctly, Xiao Wu had said something like: "You will win."

Just to win, did Xiao Wu have to die?

With a dull thud, the mighty Soul Sage Liu Erlong collapsed to the ground, her eyes void of life.

"Your Majesty, should we capture Tang San?"

Although the hundred-thousand-year soul ring was gone, the hundred-thousand-year soul bone remained!

As long as they captured Tang San, they could extract the soul bone he had just fused with!

Hearing this, Bibi Dong glanced at the elder. Of course, she knew what he was after.

"The match is still ongoing."

Bibi Dong replied calmly and said no more.

The surrounding elders immediately understood.

Some matters… were best "discussed" after the tournament.

"Your Majesty, does this mean Shrek Academy has violated the rules?"

After all, Xiao Wu was a hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast.

Her age…

Well, technically, her time as a human hadn't exceeded twenty-five years.

But she was a soul beast!

Once a soul beast, always a soul beast!