Douluo: Unrivaled God General, Fooling Qian Renxue at the Start

"Hmph! Starting today, the two of you owe the Gu Lei Kingdom a favor. Soul Bone Skill: Xuan Ice Domain!"

Lan Xue was furious. Being dragged into this fight without warning enraged her. But the situation had already escalated beyond her control. With the mysterious foe closing in, avoiding a confrontation was no longer an option.

She had no illusions that this soul beast would only target Qian Renxue's party and spare her family. If she wanted to buy her son even the slimmest chance of survival, she had no choice but to cooperate with the two injured Titled Douluo.

The ominous red light drew closer until it fully revealed itself. Its oppressive aura was so overwhelming that Nan Tianchen, a peak-level Soul Sage, could barely move under its weight.

Zhang Lao, the food-type Soul Master, was directly pinned to the ground, unable to even lift his head.

Only Xu Rong, with his defensive Glory Shield Martial Soul, managed to hold his ground, shielding the others from the crushing pressure.

Suddenly, an icy blue glow spread outward, enveloping the area in a frigid chill.

Lan Xue had activated her Xuan Ice Domain, a soul bone ability granted by her precious 80,000-year-old soul bone.

The domain turned her soul power into frost energy, drastically reducing the speed of all enemies within range. The extent of the slowdown depended on the power disparity between her and her target, with weaker opponents experiencing up to a 60% speed reduction. Those below Soul Saint level would be entirely immobilized, while even stronger foes would face a 30% decrease in speed.

Though it wasn't as powerful as innate domains, it remained an exceptional control ability.

"Let's go!"

The oppressive weight on Nan Tianchen eased slightly. Without hesitation, he scooped up Nan Feiling and shouted to Xu Rong, "Xu Rong, take my son and retreat immediately!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Xu Rong moved to shield Nan Feihuang with his Glory Shield. "Crown Prince, I will cover your escape. Please hurry!"

"Father, but what about Mother?" Nan Feiling's voice trembled. She had never seen her parents so desperate before.

"This is not a battle we can take part in. Only if we leave can your mother fight without distractions. It's the only way she has even the slightest chance to survive!" Nan Tianchen's voice was resolute, his reasoning unshakable.

Nan Feihuang understood this as well.

Yet, something was amiss. He could sense it.

The red light was not just a distant threat—it had already enveloped the area. A faint red domain now overlapped Lan Xue's Xuan Ice Domain, and none of the others seemed to notice.

But Nan Feihuang did.

This was no ordinary creature. Its oppressive aura felt strangely familiar to him, and for some reason, he didn't sense any direct malice toward himself.

As these thoughts swirled in his mind, the red light flared violently, instantly melting away all the frost from Lan Xue's domain.

In an instant, the unleashed power sent all three Titled Douluo flying. They smashed through several trees and only stopped after slamming into a rocky cliff. Blood sprayed from their mouths as they crumpled to the ground.

She Long and Ci Xue, already gravely injured, were now barely clinging to life. Even their Martial Soul Avatars had been shattered twice.

Only Lan Xue managed to stand, albeit shakily.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul Avatar!"

Lan Xue summoned the true form of her Xuan Ice Halberd. Behind her, a towering figure materialized, wielding a colossal halberd made entirely of ice. With a roar, the avatar swung down toward the red light.

"Neighhhh!"

The red light emitted a piercing cry, and an overwhelming surge of power erupted from within.

The attack from Lan Xue's Martial Soul Avatar was effortlessly deflected, and the resulting shockwave sent her staggering back.

A massive fireball began to form within the red glow, its searing heat making the air around it ripple. If it landed, Lan Xue would undoubtedly perish.

And then—

"That sound… it's a horse's cry? Could it be—" Nan Feihuang's eyes widened as realization struck. Without hesitation, he broke free from Xu Rong's protective shield and sprinted toward the battlefield.

"Stop! It's me, Feihuang! Don't hurt my mother!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Feihuang!!!" Lan Xue's heart nearly shattered as she watched her son charge toward the red glow.

Her injuries, combined with her desperate attempt to protect him earlier, had left her too weak to stop him.

And yet, the unexpected occurred.

The fireball, now massive enough to scorch the heavens, shifted direction. Instead of targeting Lan Xue, it shot upward, piercing the sky and leaving a gaping hole in the clouds.

The sheer force behind the attack was terrifying, at least ten times stronger than the ninth soul skill of an ordinary Titled Douluo.

"Neighhhh!"

Another horse-like cry echoed as the red glow surged toward Nan Feihuang.

But instead of attacking, it enveloped him protectively, almost tenderly. Then, in the blink of an eye, the red light disappeared, carrying Nan Feihuang—and an unconscious Qian Renxue—with it.

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"No! My son!" Lan Xue staggered toward the spot where the red light had vanished, tears streaming down her face.

But the mysterious entity had moved too quickly. Not even a trace of its direction remained.

"Miss!" She Long cried out, equally distraught. Qian Renxue had been swept away along with Nan Feihuang.

"Feihuang… my Feihuang…" Lan Xue collapsed to her knees, her voice breaking as she called out for her son.

Nan Tianchen rushed to her side, cradling her trembling form. "Zhang Lao, quickly! Help her!"

"Understood, Your Majesty. Fifth Soul Skill: Amethyst Grapes!"

Zhang Lao produced three clusters of glowing grapes. The healing properties of his fruit-type Martial Soul were potent but limited—they could heal injuries, not restore stamina or spirit energy.

Lan Xue's wounds began to mend, but her strength remained sapped. In her delirium, she continued murmuring her son's name.

"Don't worry, Feihuang will be alright!" Nan Tianchen whispered, though his heart was heavy with guilt and helplessness.

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Meanwhile, Nan Feihuang and Qian Renxue found themselves transported to a vast, dimly lit cavern.

The red light dissipated, revealing a colossal figure looming over them.

Nan Feihuang gently set the unconscious Qian Renxue on the ground before turning to face their captor.

A smile tugged at his lips as recognition dawned.

"Heh, so it really is you. Long time no see, old friend."

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