Douluo: Bibi Dong Abandons, Snow Empress Raises to Adulthood

Discovered?

Ghost Douluo's expression drastically changed.

He had just resisted the urge to use soul power to dispel the cold when the temperature dropped!

So how was he exposed?

He couldn't figure it out.

But this wasn't the time to think.

With Xue Tianyu's reminder, both Bing Di and Xue Di had now noticed him.

This feeling of being locked on by a soul beast's aura—Ghost Douluo was all too familiar with it.

There was no point hiding now. He immediately turned and bolted toward the edge of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

He wasn't close to Xue Tianyu's group, so he figured he still had a decent chance to escape.

Gathering his soul power, his entire body transformed into a ghostly shadow, moving at an incredible speed.

After all, aside from his stealth abilities, Ghost Douluo was also very confident in his speed.

In this ghostly form, there were few in the entire Spirit Hall who could catch up to him.

So, he wasn't panicking at all.

However, just as he reached the edge of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and thought he was about to escape, a cold voice sounded beside his ear, nearly scaring the soul out of him.

"Since you've come, why run?"

It was a woman's voice—very pleasant.

But to Ghost Douluo, it sounded like a death knell.

'She caught up?!'

He turned to look—and saw Xue Di's stunningly beautiful yet icy face.

Her expression was calm, emotionless. She raised her delicate hand and softly pressed it against his body.

A girl's delicate fist—how much damage could that even do?

Most people wouldn't even bother dodging.

But Ghost Douluo, who had seen the entire fight between Xue Di and the Bear Lord, knew very well—if he took this palm without any defense, grass would soon be growing on his grave.

"Ah!"

He roared, gathering his soul power. His Ghost Martial Soul possessed his body, making him appear almost intangible in that moment.

At that point, he could resist most physical attacks.

Smack!

Crack crack crack!

Pfft!

In his mind, Ghost Douluo registered three distinct sounds.

The first was Xue Di's palm landing on his body.

The second—his bones fracturing all at once.

The third—his own blood spewing from his mouth.

Terrifying beyond words...

That was Ghost Douluo's truest feeling.

If not for his martial soul body resisting most of the physical damage, he figured he'd be dead on the spot.

'Damn it, I'm done for.'

First it was that giant bear, and now this beautiful soul beast—both slapped him!

Ghost Douluo was beyond frustrated. Was it just a bad day to go out? Was his luck cursed?

And each slap was more terrifying than the last.

He could still barely tolerate the bear's paw, but this beautiful woman had only lightly touched him, and he already felt like he was about to die.

She was clearly stronger than the Bear Lord.

'Sunset Forest… when did so many hundred-thousand-year soul beasts pop up here?'

'This place is too chaotic!'

He didn't dare pause for a second. Though his shoulder had nearly shattered from the blow, his legs were still functional. Relying on the cover of the trees, he darted frantically through the forest.

His survival instincts had never burned brighter.

Soon, he had fled quite far.

Just as he was about to stop to rest and recover, an overwhelming aura swept in.

"Damn it! Can't you give me a break? Is chasing a Titled Douluo that fun?!"

Ghost Douluo looked miserable. That aura made his heart tremble with fear.

He had no choice. With no time to heal, he could only keep running.

…

"He's running that fast? Is he part ghost or something?"

Xue Di frowned.

She had already hit him with her Imperial Palm.

The man was clearly gravely injured, yet still ran under her pressure?

Xue Tianyu smiled faintly. "It's fine. He won't escape."

"Hmph! I'll go after him and turn him into an ice sculpture!" Bing Di was eager to move.

But Xue Tianyu shook his head. "No need. For an ordinary Titled Douluo like him, I can catch him on my own."

"He's really slippery," Xue Di said, glancing at him. "You sure you don't need us?"

"No." Xue Tianyu smiled. "You two just wait here for me."

"Alright then." Xue Di didn't argue.

After all, this was Xue Tianyu's decision.

All they needed to do was trust him.

"Come back soon!" Bing Di waved with a grin.

Xue Tianyu put away the Ice God Spear. Soul power surged under his feet, and he shot off like a phantom.

Since that black shadow had already taken the hit from the Imperial Palm, his speed was definitely weakened.

Soon, Xue Tianyu released his aura fully—and instantly locked onto Ghost Douluo's location.

"Still trying to run?"

He had already taken a blow from Xue Di's palm—there was no way he was getting out.

Xue Tianyu closed the distance with astonishing speed.

"Damn it! I was just passing by to take a look—did you have to chase me this hard?!"

Ghost Douluo cried as he ran.

He might be lacking in many areas, but when it came to running, he was a professional.

It was a skill honed through countless escapes.

But this time, he suffered a crushing defeat.

Just as he tried to push himself to max speed, Xue Tianyu suddenly appeared in front of him at an outrageous pace.

"Hey, come on! I was just taking a peek. Do you really have to go this far?"

Ghost Douluo couldn't help but grumble at him.

"If your conscience is clear, why are you running?" Xue Tianyu stared at him calmly.

"I'm from Spirit Hall," Ghost Douluo began gathering soul power again, trying to find an opportunity to flee. "I just didn't want to cause a misunderstanding, that's all."

"Oh?" Xue Tianyu chuckled. "From Spirit Hall? Then I definitely can't let you leave."

Ghost Douluo's eyes widened. Spirit Hall's name used to intimidate people—now it was the very reason he couldn't go?

'Damn it all.'

"Martial Soul True Body—Ghost Possession!"

Ghost Douluo immediately activated his seventh soul skill.

His form turned ghostly, entering a state of near-intangibility.

He bolted outward, right in front of Xue Tianyu.

In this state, almost no one could stop him.

Even the Bear Lord and Xue Di could only injure him, not slow him down.

Unless he ran into a light-type soul master, no one could drag him out of his ghostly form.

That was the core of his escape skills!

And this Xue Tianyu—he clearly had ice-type abilities.

A smile crept onto Ghost Douluo's lips. 'This one's in the bag.'

But before he could get far, a terrifying wave of energy descended.

A layer of golden light instantly flashed through the air.

"AHHH!!"

Ghost Douluo felt like he was being burned alive. He quickly broke out of his ghost form and turned his head toward Xue Tianyu.

And then—he saw it.

A golden pillar of divine light shot into the sky!

The twelve-winged angel descended!