Douluo Continent: The Ten Kings of Hell, I am the Emperor of the Underworld

Chapter 13 The Shadowy Serpent

"Little Three, are you alright? Can you still absorb more spirit rings?"

After Ning Qiuyang and the others left, Yu Xiaogang asked with concern.

Tang San rubbed his aching chest and gritted his teeth, saying, "I'm fine, I can continue absorbing soul rings."

Tang San felt immense humiliation when he recalled what Ning Qiuyang had said before leaving.

Having lived two lives, he thought he was far superior to his peers, but he never expected to encounter such a huge setback on his first time hunting for a spirit ring.

Yu Xiaogang sighed, knowing that Tang San was just putting on a brave face.

"Little San, being ahead for a while doesn't mean anything. With my guidance and your own talent, it's only a matter of time before you surpass that kid from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Have you forgotten that you have more than one martial soul?"

“Yes.” Tang San’s eyes lit up.

He possesses two martial souls, making him absolutely superior to everyone else.

"It's good that you understand. Calm down and don't be careless when absorbing the soul ring."

"is teacher."

Although he had adjusted his mindset, Tang San's absorption of the spirit ring was still not smooth, and his body was in excruciating pain, especially the places where he was hit by Ning Qiuyang's two punches, which were agonizingly painful.

From the treetops not far away, Tang Hao saw Tang San in such pain and gradually clenched his fists.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School".

……

"Qiuyang, you're amazing! You defeated that despicable guy without even using any soul skills."

Ning Qiuyang chuckled softly and turned back to look at the way he came.

Just as he knocked Tang San away for the second time, his Ten Kings of Hell Martial Soul issued a warning, indicating that he had been locked onto by an extremely hidden killing intent.

King Qin Guang and King Chu Jiang, two of the Ten Kings of Hell, had already opened their eyes, making Ning Qiuyang's perception of murderous intent particularly acute.

If he continues to attack Tang San, he will likely face a devastating blow.

"Tang Hao?" Ning Qiuyang guessed.

Following Tang San's side, and even harboring murderous intent towards him, Ning Qiuyang couldn't think of any other possibility besides Tang Hao.

Although he also had two Title Douluos on his side, and Super Douluos at that, if Tang Hao was determined to kill him, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo might not be able to stop him.

"Shadow Serpent, Qiu Yang, your third spirit ring has arrived."

After walking several dozen miles, Sword Douluo suddenly pointed ahead and said.

Ning Qiuyang focused his attention on the direction Sword Douluo pointed. It was already late, and being in a dense forest, Ning Qiuyang could see nothing but darkness.

The kind of soul beasts with Yin, Dark, and Soul attributes that Ning Qiuyang needs are just like this. They may not be very powerful, but their ability to hide and conceal themselves is absolutely top-notch.

With the appearance of the Ten Kings of Hell Tower, Ning Qiuyang finally made a discovery.

In the direction he was gazing, the deep night rippled slightly.

Ning Qiuyang's second spirit ring lit up, and a chilling domain descended instantly.

"Come out."

Within the domain, the Soul-Devouring Beast let out a soul-stirring roar, and in a certain place within the domain, space began to fluctuate violently.

Finally, as the Soul-Eating Beast's voice grew increasingly shrill, the thing hidden in the shadows revealed its true form.

"Is this the Shadow Serpent?"

A giant python, about fourteen or fifteen meters long and entirely black without a trace of other color, appeared before Ning Qiuyang.

"Qiuyang, just let me know if you need any help."

This time, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo did not directly take action, but instead let Ning Qiuyang try to kill the Shadow Serpent himself.

"no problem."

Ning Qiuyang said something and used his first soul skill.

The next moment, the souls of three Soul Masters appeared beside Ning Qiuyang.

Although Ning Qiuyang hasn't obtained his third soul ring yet, his level has already exceeded thirty, so the three summoned souls are also at the Soul Master level. These three Soul Masters, one a control type and two powerful attack types, can coordinate very well.

"Go, kill this Shadow Serpent."

"Yes."

The three dead souls agreed and charged towards the Shadow Serpent.

Ning Qiuyang summoned both of his domains, which greatly amplified the power of the three undead souls.

It also has a suppressive and weakening effect on the Shadow Serpent, which tried to disappear into the shadows several times but failed each time.

With the interference of soul attacks, it was unable to use its stealth skills.

Realizing it could not escape, the Shadow Serpent roared, arched its massive body, and in the next moment, it shot out like a slingshot.

The Shadow Serpent's greatest strengths are indeed its stealth and ambush, but that doesn't mean it's weak in other aspects.

Its physical strength is among the best of all soul beasts of the same level.

Of the three Soul Masters summoned by Ning Qiuyang, the control-type Soul Master used his second Soul Skill, instantly turning the ground beneath the Shadow Serpent into quicksand.

It made half of its spring-like motion, but its lower body was already covered by quicksand.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the other two Soul Masters quickly launched an attack.

One of the two possessed a martial soul wielding a large sword, while the other wielded a cheetah. The blade and the cheetah's claws left deep wounds on the Shadow Serpent's body.

The Shadow Serpent roared, its cold, vertical pupils filled with murderous intent.

Gu Rong, who was watching the battle, sighed, "This kid's soul skills are both strange and powerful. When I was at the same level as him, I was probably no match for him."

He had initially thought that Ning Qiuyang would ultimately need their help, but given the current situation, they were completely unnecessary.

Sword Douluo said sincerely, "It's not just a matter of chance. If you were at the same level as Qiu Yang, you definitely wouldn't be his match."

"Hey," Bone Douluo said discontentedly, "Do you think you can defeat him just because you're at the same cultivation level?"

Sword Douluo was very decisive.

"Neither can I."

Ning Rongrong said considerately, "Grandpas, don't worry. Even if Qiu Yang becomes a Title Douluo in the future, he won't hit you two for my sake."

Chen Xin and Gu Rong's faces twitched.

Why does it suddenly feel like my sweet little cotton-padded jacket is letting in some drafts?
As they talked, the battle was nearing its end.

The Shadow Serpent, now surrounded and attacked by three Soul Masters, is covered in wounds, its blood staining the quicksand beneath it red.

The Shadow Serpent let out a mournful cry, and extremely dense dark energy surged from its body, transforming into countless sharp blades that shot towards the three Soul Masters summoned by Ning Qiuyang.

The three of them made no attempt to resist, choosing instead to withstand the damage and continue their attack.

The Shadow Serpent couldn't distinguish between the three dead souls and the living; it just felt it had never seen anyone so reckless, willing to risk their own lives just to kill it.

When the three ghosts disappeared, the Shadow Serpent's enormous body was almost split in two.

Just then, the Soul-Devouring Beast that had been wandering in the domain for a long time moved.

A wisp of black mist crashed straight into the Shadow Serpent's body. Soon, a silent roar was heard, and after struggling a few times, the Shadow Serpent became completely still.

Its soul had been torn apart and devoured by the Soul-Eating Beast; it was beyond dead.

"Phew, finally killed him."

Ning Rongrong quickly took out her handkerchief.

"Brother Qiuyang, let me wipe it for you."

She still remembered the time when Dugu Yan helped Ning Qiuyang wipe his sweat.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo looked at Ning Qiuyang's clean face, which was not even covered in a drop of sweat.

There's no sweat to be rubbed off.

The two old men were indignant.

(End of this chapter)