Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 242 Defeating the Five Ferocious Beasts, Strength Greatly Increases

Di Tian's sword, burning with his very essence, shone with the brilliance of the sun and moon, as if it were about to cleave the heavens and earth.

"Humans, pay the price for your arrogance!"

With a single sword strike, the thousand-foot-long sword shadow seemed poised to cleave the Black Dragon Domain in two.

But the instant the sword shadow cleaved through the abyss-like black dragon domain, a golden light suddenly shot into the sky.

The Black Dragon Domain was unable to withstand this power. In an instant, the Black Dragon Domain, which covered a hundred miles, turned into countless points of light and disappeared into the horizon.

"How can it be!"

Di Tian's pupils contracted sharply, and his hand gripping the sword trembled violently.

But with the arrow already on the bowstring, he had no choice but to release it. He gritted his teeth and poured the last bit of his primal power into the Black Dragon Sword.

The thousand-foot sword shadow surged another three-tenths in size, slashing down with a resolute determination to shatter heaven and earth.

Faced with a sword strike powerful enough to instantly vaporize a Title Douluo, Tianxia Wuzei remained calm.

He slowly raised his left hand, without even mobilizing a single bit of his soul power, and simply casually placed it in front of him.

clang!
The metallic clang resounded through the sky, more deafening than any previous collision.

An invisible shockwave spread out in a ring around the two people, uprooting ancient trees within a radius of a hundred miles.

The boulders flew backward like cannonballs, even causing the loose rocks on the distant mountainside to tumble down.

But Tianxia Wuzei remained completely still, as if the thousand-foot sword shadow was nothing more than a fallen leaf.

Her left hand didn't tremble at all, and even the hem of her clothes didn't sway.

"This...how is this possible!"

Di Tian's exclamation trembled as he gripped the sword hilt tightly with his dragon claws, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He could clearly feel the power of his sword strike that burned his very essence.

When it landed in the other person's palm, it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, without even causing a ripple.

Not only him, but also the ferocious beasts such as Xiong Jun, who had just gotten up from the ground in the distance, were horrified, their pupils filled with disbelief.

As ferocious beasts, they were well aware of the power of the Emperor.

But now, its full-force attack couldn't even budge the human in front of it.

How about this, so they won't be surprised?

Just as Di Tian and the other ferocious beasts were stunned, Tianxia Wuzei's left hand suddenly turned into a claw, and his five fingers precisely gripped the blade of the Black Dragon Sword.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the thousand-foot-long sword shadow suddenly shattered.

"puff!"

Di Tian was struck as if by a heavy blow, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of golden dragon blood, staggering backward.

Each step left a bloody trail in the void.

He looked down at the broken sword hilt in his hand, his dragon eyes filled with despair.

The gap is like an insurmountable chasm!
The thief slowly withdrew his left hand, casually patted his shoulder, as if cleaning off dust.

Then his voice became as calm as an ancient well, without the slightest ripple, yet it carried an arrogant tone that seemed to crush everything.

"I only used a little force, and you've already pushed me to my limit. At least you've stopped making me sleepy. But that's all."

Since the start of the battle, "No Thieves Under Heaven" has not yet made a serious move.

News has arrived from the incarnation side that they have absorbed the soul rings of the three Crimson Demon Hounds, and it is time to end the lives of Di Tian and the other ferocious beasts.

"Then I'll choose you as the first one!"

The thief's eyes flashed like lightning, suddenly locking onto Xiong Jun in the distance.

Xiong Jun's hair stood on end, and alarm bells rang wildly in his mind.

It turned around almost instinctively, its dark golden body bursting forth at top speed, galloping wildly towards the distant mountains and forests.

"Humph!"

Before the cold snort of "No Thieves Under Heaven" had faded, a beam of blue light pierced through the back of Xiong Jun'an's head and emerged from between his eyebrows.

Xiong Jun's massive body suddenly stopped, staggered forward two steps, and then collapsed to the ground like a small mountain.

The earth trembled, and a crimson soul ring over 400,000 years old slowly rose from its body.

The ferocious beast Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Lord, which lived for over 400,000 years, perished.

"Mr. Bear!"

The Demon King and the Three-Eyed Demon Spirit roared in alarm at the same time, their eyes filled with horror.

They exchanged a glance and made a decision instantly.

They ran wildly in two directions, trying to put the thief-free world in a dilemma of choosing between two options.

They thought that at least one of them would be able to escape alive.

But such a crude scheme is nothing but a joke in the face of absolute power.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Tianxia Wuzei's lips as he flashed twice.

Boom!

The heads of the Demon King and the Three-Eyed Demon Spirit, who were running wildly, exploded without warning, like watermelons.

They became two headless corpses, and crimson spirit rings slowly rose. Di Tian was furious at the sight, but secretly sent a telepathic message to Bi Ji.

"Bridget, run! I'm doing everything I can to stop him. You must protect our lord!"

However, its little tricks could not escape the eyes of the thieves.

He sneered, locked onto Brigitte's location with his Wind Domain, and slapped her hand.

With a hum, a giant handprint appeared in the sky and pressed down on the location where Brigitte was.

Brigitte's face turned pale, and she hurriedly conjured a green shield.

But the shield was as fragile as paper in front of the golden handprint.

With a thud, she was slammed to the ground by the giant handprint.

As the smoke cleared, Brigitte's body was smashed into a pulp.

Only a torso soul bone, shimmering with a rich green light, flew out from the flesh and blood, with an equally emerald green soul ring floating beside it.

The life energy contained within that spirit ring even permeated the air with a faint vitality.

"Brigitte!"

Di Tian let out a heart-wrenching roar, his golden dragon eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

Brigitte was his wife, yet she was killed with a single blow right in front of him.

Overwhelmed by grief and anger, he nearly lost his mind.

"Don't rush, it's your turn!"

The thief raised his hand, ready to end Di Tian's life.

Suddenly he looked up at the sky and slapped it.

"Hold on, once I conquer the realm of gods, it will be your turn, you bunch of false gods!"

He snorted coldly and slammed his right hand into the sky.

A golden palm strike swept across the sky, as if it would shatter the clouds.

The next second, several faint auras disappeared from the sky, clearly having been knocked back by this palm strike.

Upon hearing this, Di Tian showed a look of astonishment.

"His goal... is actually the realm of gods!"

Although it greatly dislikes humans, it dislikes the gods of the divine realm even more.

A thought suddenly flashed through Di Tian's mind.

The Soul Beast race has a long-standing feud with the God Realm and desires to return to it.

If this human in front of me also wants to fight against the God Realm, wouldn't that mean that the Soul Beast race can join forces with him?

With his strength, plus the Lord's help, it's not impossible for him to contend with the divine realm!
Thinking of this, Di Tian quickly spoke, his voice tinged with urgency.

"Since your goal is also the God Realm, and our Soul Beast race's goal is also the God Realm, if possible, perhaps we could join forces..."

Before Di Tian could utter the last word, "hand," Tianxia Wuzei appeared before him.

His fist struck like a dragon, smashing its head in one blow.

As Di Tian's headless corpse fell, it materialized into its true form and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Hmph, you're not qualified. As for the Silver Dragon King, she should mind her own business first!"

With a wave of his hand, the corpses, soul rings, and soul bones of the ferocious beasts, including Xiong Jun, appeared all around him.

When his gaze fell upon Brigitte's emerald green torso and soul bone, a glint of light suddenly flashed in Tianxia Wuzei's eyes.

"Such a rich life force, no wonder it is the number one healing soul beast."

Suddenly, "No Thieves Under Heaven" thought of something, and his eyes became fervent.

"If Zhu Qing absorbs this soul bone, perhaps... she can come back to life!"

Once the thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed.

Without hesitation, Tianxia Wuzei released Zhu Zhuqing's "corpse" from the soul tool he was carrying.

“Bibi Dong has not yet become a god, so the Eternal Wound is not insurmountable. Perhaps Biji’s soul bone can heal the wound of the Eternal Wound.”

Zhu Zhuqing is currently in a state of feigned death.

If it weren't for the Fire Dragon King's flames suppressing the Eternal Wound, she might have died long ago.

There is still hope; the authorities will definitely not let this opportunity slip by.

After all, Zhu Zhuqing was the only one with a chance to be resurrected, while the three traitors didn't even have bodies left.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took Bi Ji's torso and soul bones and used external force to help Zhu Zhuqing absorb them.

At the same time, he summoned the Wind Domain with all his might.

Such strength is enough to withstand the attack of a god-level expert.

After doing all this, Tianxia Wuzei separated into avatars carrying martial spirits to absorb the soul rings of ferocious beasts such as Xiong Jun.

When Biji's torso and the soul beast entered Zhu Zhuqing's body, a trace of color finally slowly returned to her pale cheeks.

Seeing this, Tianxia Wuzei's eyes showed a long-lost emotional fluctuation, and he clenched his fists tightly.

"There's a show!"

(End of this chapter)