With just a glance, what appeared before them was a dense gathering of ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts.
They were all gathered together, completely silent, as if engaged in some kind of ritual.
Among these soul beasts, there were natural enemies, species that would typically fight to the death upon meeting.
Yet, at this moment, they defied their ancestral instincts, refraining from any conflict.
As far as the eye could see, the number of ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts was uncountable, so densely packed that it induced a deep sense of unease.
It was truly terrifying.
Even someone as powerful as Bibi Dong felt her scalp tingle with fear.
The two offerings, Qianjun and Jiangmo Douluo, were already drenched in sweat, cold droplets trickling down their foreheads.
What did it matter if they were at the ninety-sixth level?
Facing such a vast number of ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, even Qian Daoliu himself would want to flee as fast as possible.
The group swallowed nervously, exchanging cautious glances.
At this moment, they couldn't afford to panic. If they disturbed these soul beasts, few among them would escape with their lives.
The soul-hunting operation was clearly no longer feasible.
Bibi Dong, understanding this, was about to quietly order a retreat.
Just then, a middle-aged man dressed in black dragon robes, accompanied by a beautiful woman in a purple gauze dress, approached them.
"Humans?"
"No, they aren't humans!"
Upon seeing these two "people," all the soul beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, their eyes filled with reverence.
Not humans, meaning they must be soul beasts!
Hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts that could speak human language and take human form did exist, but their auras were never this terrifying.
Bibi Dong and the others remained highly vigilant against these "soul beasts" before them.
They had never encountered such terrifying beings before!
Perhaps some had, but those people were likely dead.
"Humans..."
Di Tian glanced at Bibi Dong and the others, frowning slightly, and murmured, "Based on human cultivation levels, you should be beings above the rank of Soul Sage."
"Five titled Douluos, ten Soul Douluos."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong and the others were surprised. The other party could see through their ranks so clearly!
They hadn't emitted any soul power fluctuations, which made it difficult even for those of the same level to discern anything.
Unless the one observing them was a much more powerful being!
Di Tian paused, a disdainful smile playing on his lips as he said, "Heh, here to hunt my people again?"
A flicker of killing intent appeared in his eyes. How many soul beasts had these humans slain to reach their current level of power?
Humans, though their lifespans are short, grow quickly. At this rate, the soul beast race will be extinct sooner or later!
For a soul beast to become ten-thousand-years-old doesn't require ten thousand years, but it does take thousands of years.
To reach fifty-thousand or a hundred-thousand years requires even more time!
For a human to break through to the titled Douluo level, they need to hunt down at least four to five ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, with some hunting even more, solely for soul bones!
Upon hearing these words, the group felt a chill down their spines, cold sweat pouring from them.
His people?
The soul beasts were his people?
"Are you the Azure Bull Python?" Jiang Jun blurted out instinctively.
Di Tian's pressure made both Jiang Jun and Jinag Long feel even more terror than when facing Qian Daoliu.
It shattered their understanding of the world—how could such a soul beast exist?
Hearing this, Di Tian froze for a moment, his eye twitching slightly.
The Azure Bull Python? Seriously?
What even is the Azure Bull Python?
Bibi Dong had seen the Azure Bull Python before; it didn't exude nearly this level of pressure!
"He is not the Azure Bull Python!" Bibi Dong reminded them.
At this point, they were like ants on the same string. Any grievances would have to wait until they escaped the Star Dou Forest.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Di Tian's brow furrowed as he glanced at Bibi Dong. He instinctively said, "Disgusting aura... you're actually the inheritor of the Rakshasa God. It seems that I cannot let you leave today."
Di Tian had never intended to spare Bibi Dong and her group.
After all, the Silver Dragon King was planning to eliminate all soul masters!
These soul masters represented the pinnacle of human combat power. If they were eliminated here, it would reduce the trouble when the time came to attack the human world.
Not to mention that among them, there was an inheritor of a deity!
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Spirit Hall members changed dramatically.
The Pope is a deity's inheritor?
They had encountered gods before and naturally understood what it meant to be a deity's inheritor.
The inheritor of the Rakshasa God?
Bibi Dong looked confused. This middle-aged "man" in the black dragon robe had seen through her so easily!
Even after seeing through her, he wasn't afraid!
He even planned to kill her?
This was truly puzzling.
"Zi Ji, stand back. I'll deal with these humans myself and see what they're capable of, daring to run wild in the Star Dou Forest!"
Hearing this, Zi Ji didn't say a word and silently retreated to the side to prevent Bibi Dong and the others from escaping.
Given the situation, Bibi Dong and her group had no choice but to fully manifest their martial souls.
When Bibi Dong revealed her hundred-thousand-year-old spirit ring, the soul beasts' eyes filled with hatred as they looked at her.
With Di Tian present, the hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts weren't afraid of these titled Douluo at all.
Even without Di Tian, there were enough ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts here to ensure none of these humans would leave alive.
Although they weren't entirely sure what Di Tian was, the situation before them left no room for hesitation.
Di Tian, being a soul beast, naturally had no martial soul or spirit rings.
Even though he was in human form, he lacked these things.
Of course, he could easily mimic them if he wanted to, but there was no need.
Di Tian's eyes widened, and his aura exploded. The oppressive force of an eight-hundred-thousand-year-old beast caused the Demon Bear Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, and others to tremble uncontrollably!
The Soul Saints could not withstand this pressure and collapsed to the ground.
In the next moment, Di Tian moved.
He transformed into a streak of black light, vanishing from his original spot.
This was a "special effect" produced when speed reached a certain level.
When Di Tian reappeared, he was already behind the Demon Bear Douluo!
A pitch-black claw appeared in front of the Demon Bear Douluo!
The Demon Bear Douluo looked down, his eyes wide with disbelief as a stream of blood flowed from his mouth.
"Demon Bear!"
In just one move, the powerful Demon Bear Douluo was slain on the spot!
Di Tian's expression remained emotionless as he clenched his hand, and a red object appeared in his grasp.
With a slight squeeze, *boom*...
"Ridiculous! How can these weak human bodies hope to defeat the beast race?" Di Tian muttered angrily.
"Attack!"
Seeing Di Tian in this state, the others, despite him being distracted in battle, didn't hesitate and unleashed their strongest soul power.
They had no choice—the opponent wasn't human.
If they wanted to survive, they had to fight with everything they had.
So what if Di Tian had just killed the Demon Bear Elder in an instant?
If they didn't resist, they would surely die!
Resistance was their only hope for survival.
In an instant, the Soul Saints and Soul Douluo-level experts all activated their martial soul true forms.