Chapter 301: Who Was Wrong Back Then!
"Second Grandfather, you really are obstinately refusing to see reason!
If you had this kind of courage back then, this spirit of fearing no death, how would it be that now you can't even handle me, a mere Soul Emperor?
Second Grandfather, whatever you've got left, bring it all out!"
Dugu Feng gave a cold smile and, protected by the Shura Domain, did not move an inch.
Facing him, Dugu Bo threw back his head with a roar-screech as his colossal serpent body, a full thirty meters long, plummeted from the sky.
As he descended, he suddenly gaped his maw and continuously spewed a dense jade-green miasma.
He had gone mad. How could the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor's poison possibly affect Dugu Feng?
But he no longer cared whether it worked. He wanted to unleash all his power.
After venting the venomous mist, the glossy green serpent head crashed down.
Its might was no different from Mount Tai pressing down.
Below, Dugu Feng first used the Tyrant Poison to release a savage suction that directly absorbed all of Dugu Bo's toxic fog.
Then, before the massive serpent body fell, the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass burst forth with a spray of frigid toxic energy.
That power surged upward, forming a gigantic ice pillar that sheltered Dugu Feng within.
In an instant, the ice pillar collided with Dugu Bo's Martial Soul True Body.
The canyon quaked violently, and only after a long while did it subside.
Aside from Dugu Feng still standing tall, there was now also a great serpent wreathed in flames on the field.
It turned out that, beyond using the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass to form the massive ice pillar against Dugu Bo, Dugu Feng had, after their collision, employed the Blazing Delicate Apricot to release immense heat.
The terrifying fiery poison energy completely enveloped Dugu Bo.
Ice and fire in succession—first ice, then flame—made ghastly white steam rise from Dugu Bo's serpent body.
The scales on his serpentine form began to soften.
Assaulted alternately by icy and blazing energies, even his Titled-level physique could not resist.
At this point, Dugu Bo could no longer maintain his Martial Soul True Body. His human form reappeared, already in a miserably wretched state.
His hair, originally white, had been scorched clean. His tall, thin body gave off a charred stench.
Defeated!
He was defeated!
A Titled Douluo had actually lost to a Soul Emperor.
And that Soul Emperor was his junior.
Blood bubbled from Dugu Bo's mouth. "Go ahead and kill me!"
Dugu Bo's heart was dead to ashes.
It was not just the defeat. More importantly, from his father Dugu Hai, to his elder brother Dugu Hao, then to his son Dugu Xin, granddaughter Dugu Yan, nephew Dugu Shuo, and grandnephew Dugu Feng—
All the conflicts and disputes ultimately proved he had been wrong.
This was a fact Dugu Bo could not accept.
After cultivating to become a Titled Douluo, he had been waiting for the poison-cultivating lineage to die out.
In his heart he was utterly certain that cultivating poison could not succeed. As soul masters with fleshly bodies, it was impossible to completely rid themselves of toxins. Even if they held out for a while, sooner or later they would poison themselves to death.
Dugu Bo firmly believed that, with the suppression of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he would definitely live past a hundred.
He would surely witness the poison-cultivating soul masters poison themselves to death.
Thus proving he was right, his father was wrong, his elder brother was wrong, his nephew was wrong, and his grandnephew was even more wrong.
But now all these hopes had been shattered.
Dugu Bo only thought of dying to end it all.
"If you want to die, that's easy. I'll kill you right now, and then I'll go kill Dugu Yan, so your serpent-cultivating lineage is cut off completely!"
Dugu Feng spoke coldly.
He drove the Tyrant Poison to smash down toward Dugu Bo.
Dazzling seven-colored light fell in an instant, streams of brilliance spilling out. The toxins had already seeped completely through Dugu Bo's skin.
In a moment, Dugu Bo's body began to rot. A thick fishy stench spread, and pitch-black poisonous ichor polluted a wide patch of ground.
A fierce terror flashed in Dugu Bo's jade-green eyes.
Dugu Feng actually acted the moment he spoke—he really meant to kill him.
And just now Dugu Feng had said he would kill his granddaughter Dugu Yan as well.
The agony on his body and the ongoing corruption made it clear that Dugu Feng was not joking.
He cared nothing for family ties between them.
"Yanyan is still young. Yanyan must not die!"
Dugu Bo cried out. Propping himself up with both hands, he forced himself through the pain and shouted, "No, you can't kill me, you can't kill Yanyan. I am your Second Grandfather, and Yanyan is your older cousin!"
"What a joke. You've never once allowed me to address you as Second Grandfather!"
Dugu Feng sneered, his actions unceasing.
On Dugu Bo's body, the most corroded parts already showed white bone.
If not for Dugu Bo mustering the last of his soul power to resist, he would already have melted into poisonous sludge.
"Yanyan had a hard life. She was born without a mother, and at nine she lost her father.
Now she has finally brought her toxins under control, no longer needing to fear dying of poison.
No matter what, she is still your older cousin.
Dugu Feng, you cannot kill her!"
Dugu Bo's face twisted with pain, but Dugu Feng remained unmoved.
"Dugu Feng, what will it take for you to spare me and Yanyan?
From now on, the Dugu clan will revere the poison-cultivating lineage. I will follow the clan leader's orders.
You have such strength and have never acted openly. You must be wary of Spirit Hall's suspicions.
With me around, I can keep the Dugu clan a deterrent and allow you to continue hiding.
Dugu Feng, killing me will bring you no benefit at all!"
Dugu Bo murmured, begging for mercy.
He was already in despair. His life force was constantly slipping away, making him feel the same as when he used to suffer poison flare-ups.
Only back then, with soul power, he could still resist.
This time his soul power was entirely useless, and the Tyrant Poison was even devouring his life force, fusing it into stronger toxins.
It was precisely the terror of resisting poison flare-ups back then that made him utterly convinced he had to walk the serpent-cultivation path.
In truth, he was someone very afraid of death.
He now understood that he was a coward, which was why he refused to follow the poison-cultivation path.
Looking at Dugu Bo's miserable state, Dugu Feng said coldly, "Who was wrong back then?"
"It was me. I shouldn't have doubted Father and Big Brother. I wanted to run away. I was afraid of death!
Father put in so much effort for the clan's inheritance, to completely break the martial soul's flaws, and I didn't understand him at all!
Big Brother persevered through hardship, and I didn't understand him either. It was my fault!" Dugu Bo wept bitterly, all arrogance gone.
Seeing this, Dugu Feng felt a flush of satisfaction.
With the strength of a Soul Emperor, he had forced Dugu Bo to capitulate completely—something perhaps even Great-Grandfather Dugu Hai and Grandfather Dugu Hao could not have imagined!
Serpent-cultivation would become history.
He extended his right hand, and a dan bead appeared. After he fed the Emerald Dragon-Serpent with Dugu Bo's dan bead earlier, the bead that had originally been within the Emerald Dragon-Serpent now lay in Dugu Feng's hand.
Dugu Feng tossed the bead over, and it landed before Dugu Bo.
"A dan bead—don't think only you have one. Swallow this bead of mine, and you will never betray the words you've just said!"
(END CHAPTER)
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