Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 388 Territory Lost, Yu Xiaogang's Strength Exposed
late at night.

The Tian Dou camp, stationed in the southern part of the Star Dou Great Forest, was fast asleep, with only patrol soldiers walking back and forth.

Suddenly, several soul skills crashed down on the camp at the same time.

"Enemy attack!!!"

Without a doubt, it was a sneak attack from the Star Luo Empire's Soul Master Team!
“Rumble——!!!”

The explosion was deafening, instantly shattering several watchtowers and barricades on the edge of the camp!
Startled awake from his sweet dream, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly drained of color, turning deathly pale, and his body began to tremble violently uncontrollably.

He scrambled to the tent entrance, trembling as he peeked through a crack.

The scene outside was already a battlefield!

The lights of the various spirit rings flashed wildly in the night and firelight, hurting people's eyes.

The energy shockwaves generated by the clash of soul skills continued to spread, stinging people's faces.

"Hold on! Counterattack! Counterattack now!"

Yu Xiaogang huddled at the doorway, his voice trembling as he screamed, but he didn't dare take a single step out of the tent.

The original garrison commander of the camp, a Soul Douluo whose martial soul was an Ironclad Rhinoceros, roared and took the lead.

All eight spirit rings around him shone brightly, and the black eighth spirit ring suddenly lit up!
His massive body charged forward like a chariot, its surface covered in a thick layer of rock armor, smashing through a raging torrent of flames and buying his companions a moment to catch their breath.

"Old Liu, watch out on your left!"

On the other side, Lei Dong, the Soul Douluo whose Martial Soul was the Flaming Lion, roared.

His body was engulfed in scorching flames, and his third and fifth spirit rings flashed in succession.

"Raging Lion's Fury!"

"Flaming Claw!"

The blazing claw shadow slammed into a Star Luo Soul Emperor who was trying to launch a sneak attack from the flank, forcing the opponent to retreat repeatedly.

His wife stood by his side, providing perfect support.

Countless cold fox shadows entangled and slowed down the movements of another enemy, reducing his offensive.

The couple stood back to back, one fiery and violent, the other agile and icy, and managed to temporarily withstand the fierce attacks of two opponents of equal strength.

However, the Star Luo Empire's sneak attack was clearly well-prepared, with the number of troops deployed far exceeding their expectations!

New Soul Masters continued to join the battle from the darkness, and various ranged Soul Skills rained down on the Heaven Dou camp.

"what--!"

With a scream, a Heavenly Soul King was unable to dodge in time and was struck by a strange black beam of light. His entire body withered instantly as if drained of all moisture, and he collapsed to the ground dead.

Casualties began to occur frequently, and Tian Dou's lines were constantly being compressed, revealing signs of defeat.

"Reinforcements! We need reinforcements! The right wing is about to collapse!"

Someone shouted at the top of their lungs.

At this moment of utter chaos, a support-type Soul Master wielding a Healing Scepter desperately cast a healing aura on the Ironclad Rhinoceros Soul Douluo in front of him. However, he was forced to retreat by the aftershock of a splashing Soul Skill, and ended up near the tent where Yu Xiaogang was hiding.

He turned around and saw Yu Xiaogang's pale, terrified face peeking out from behind the curtain, his body curled up.

The support Soul Master was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly burst forth with a strong, almost desperate, light of expectation!

He immediately thought of Yu Xiaogang's fleeting "Dragon Cub" martial spirit!
Legend has it that when the Holy Dragon Martial Soul appears, the aura of all other Beast Martial Souls will be weakened by three points!
At this critical moment of life and death, the Holy Dragon Martial Soul became their hope for a desperate counterattack!

"Master! Stop holding back! Quick! Release your martial spirit! The brothers can't hold on much longer! Attack now!!!"

His voice was hoarse, filled with a final plea.

Startled by the sudden shout, Yu Xiaogang flinched and stammered, "I...I...this..."

His mind went blank; immense fear gripped him, rendering him incapable of thinking, let alone releasing his martial spirit.

He just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and escape this terrible place.

In the instant he became incoherent—

“Whoosh—Boom!”

A soul skill suddenly slammed into the edge of the tent!
The blast wave and the strange, flying energy instantly tore the fragile tent to shreds!
It also sent Yu Xiaogang, who was huddled at the door, and the auxiliary soul master flying out!

Yu Xiaogang felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, and then everything went black before his eyes, and he completely lost consciousness.

……

I don't know how much time passed; it might have been a long time, or it might have just been a short while.

The intense pain and bursts of anxious curses forcibly pulled Yu Xiaogang back from the boundless darkness.

He struggled to open his heavy eyelids; his vision was initially blurry, but then it focused.

The first thing that catches the eye is the crisscrossing, damp branches overhead and the gray sky.

Beneath him lay cold, damp earth and withered leaves, the air thick with the stench of blood, sweat, and the stifling, oppressive breaths of someone who had survived a catastrophe. He moved, and immediately felt a throbbing pain throughout his body, as if it had been torn apart, especially his forehead and arms, which burned intensely.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his forehead, where it felt sticky and warm.

In the dim light of day, he saw that his fingers were stained with a glaring red!
Blood! It's blood!

"what--!!!"

Extreme panic instantly overwhelmed Yu Xiaogang's newly regained consciousness. He let out a shrill scream that was not human, and tried to get up using both hands and feet.

"Blood! I'm bleeding! I'm going to die! Help me! Someone please save me!"

"Shut up! Stop arguing!"

A weak, impatient, and angry voice came from the side.

Yu Xiaogang suddenly turned his head and saw the support soul master sitting next to him who had begged him to help earlier.

At this moment, the other person was pale, his Soul Master robe was covered with mud and blood, he was clutching one arm, and his face was full of exhaustion from surviving the ordeal and extreme disgust for his appearance.

"Stop howling! You're not going to die! It's just a scrape!"

The support Soul Master cursed irritably, all the last trace of awe for the "Master" in his eyes vanishing, leaving only disdain.

"The camp has fallen! We're lucky to have escaped!"

Yu Xiaogang then looked around blankly.

This place seemed to be a secluded depression not far from the previous camp. Around it, there were more than twenty disheveled Soul Masters, some sitting and some lying down. Almost all of them were injured, their expressions were dejected, and their eyes were filled with the pain and resentment of defeat.

These are the ones who escaped; those who didn't escape were either killed or captured.

In the distance, through the gaps in the trees, one could vaguely see the direction where Tian Dou's original camp was located, and at this moment, the black flag with a white tiger on a background of the Star Luo Empire was fluttering!

Just then, Lei Dong, the fiery and raging Lion Soul Douluo, suddenly stood up.

He was injured, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were like burning embers, fixed on Yu Xiaogang, who had just woken up and was still panicking about the minor injury on his forehead.

All the anger, the pain of sacrificing comrades, and the humiliation of losing territory found an outlet at this moment!
"Yu! Xiao! Gang!"

Lei Dong, like a furious lion, rushed forward and grabbed Yu Xiaogang by the collar, lifting him off the ground!

The powerful soul force erupted uncontrollably, pressing down on Yu Xiaogang to the point of almost suffocating him, his legs kicking helplessly in the air.

"Why aren't you doing anything?! Huh?! Tell me why!"

Lei Dong's furious roar made Yu Xiaogang's eardrums ring, and spittle flew onto his face.

"Aren't you supposed to be a master?! The brothers were fighting desperately up front! So many brothers died! The camp was lost!"

Extreme fear overwhelmed Yu Xiaogang once again.

Locked in by such terrifying soul power, and facing Lei Dong's furious gaze that seemed to want to devour him alive, his brain completely shut down, leaving only his most instinctive reaction.

A flash of purple-blue light appeared, and Luo Sanpao, a round-bodied creature with a large forehead, was so frightened that it ran out on its own, letting out its signature cry that was completely out of place with the tense atmosphere, and stood in front of Yu Xiaogang in a daze and panic.

The sudden appearance of Luo Sanpao caused Lei Dong, who was in a fit of rage, to pause abruptly, and he unconsciously loosened his grip on Yu Xiaogang's hand.

In the depression, all the remaining soldiers' eyes instantly focused on it.

A suppressed, incredulous whisper arose:
"Saint...Saint Dragon Martial Soul? Is it really a dragon cub?"

"The people sent by headquarters actually possess the Holy Dragon Martial Soul?"

"I've heard that this Luo Luo Pig Martial Soul can evolve into a true Holy Dragon in its later stages, or even... even a Dragon Emperor! That's a being that can become a god!"

"Could it be... could it be that he is truly hiding his true abilities?"

"Damn it, even with the Holy Dragon Martial Soul, we still lost so quickly! We didn't even get to use our trump card! Bah!"

These whispers reached Lei Dong's ears, causing a hint of hesitation and uncertainty to appear on his angry face.

Looking at the wretched, disheveled man in front of him, who was so frightened he was about to lose control of his bladder, and then at the comical yet uniquely charismatic Luo Sanpao, he was overwhelmed by a huge sense of contradiction and was momentarily at a loss.

The name of the Dragon Emperor is too awe-inspiring.

But the thought of his dead brothers, the lost camp, and his wounded wife once again overwhelmed his fear with rage.

"So what if it's the Holy Dragon Martial Soul? I'll challenge it to a duel today!"

After saying that, the eight standard-configuration spirit rings beneath Lei Dong's feet lit up.

Driven by extreme fear and the instinct to protect himself, Yu Xiaogang subconsciously and desperately activated his two pitiful soul rings!

When two yellow century-old spirit rings flashed before everyone's eyes.

In an instant, the entire depression fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's expressions froze.

A second-...second-ring Grand Soul Master?

(End of this chapter)