Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 90 Two Title Douluos with 100,000-Year Soul Rings
How terrifying is the aura of a level 98 Title Douluo?
Even Lou Gao, who had already reached the Soul Saint level, couldn't help but tremble with fear.

This was not out of fear, but simply an almost instinctive tremor caused by the vast difference in strength between the two.

"Let's go, Senior Lou Gao."

Ye Ling patted Lou Gao on the shoulder.

"The people from the Spirit Hall who came to hold us accountable have arrived."

Seeing Ye Ling's calm and composed demeanor, seemingly unaffected by the external pressure, Lou Gao couldn't help but ask:

"Aren't you...aren't you scared?"

"With Master Kong by my side, I can go anywhere in this world. What is there to be afraid of?"

Ye Ling shrugged and smiled.

Although he hadn't expected the Spirit Hall to send Golden Crocodile Douluo this time, it wasn't a big problem.

Even without the support of numerous soul tools and soul masters, Kong Deming, possessing the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield, is by no means inferior to any Limit Douluo in this era.

As the three walked out of the blacksmiths' association, they saw a tall, robust old man in plain clothes standing in the void, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Ye Ling of the Butian Pavilion has met Golden Crocodile Douluo."

Ye Ling bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.

In any case, a titled Douluo should not be insulted lightly, and the proper etiquette should still be observed.

"You are Ye Ling, the young master of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion?"

Golden Crocodile's eyes flashed like lightning as he sized Ye Ling up and down for a moment.

Seeing that Ye Ling remained calm under his level 98 pressure, he couldn't help but think more highly of this young master of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

"Your Patching Heaven Pavilion severely injured Bishop Miles of my Spirit Hall. How do you explain this?"

The golden crocodile's voice boomed like thunder throughout the entire Gengjin City.

"Miles, as the bishop of the Spirit Hall in Gengjin City, bullies men and women and amassed wealth at will within Gengjin City."

"If it weren't for the blacksmiths' association intervening, I would have killed this dog long ago."

Facing a level 98 Title Douluo, Ye Ling showed no sign of backing down.

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of ruining the reputation of your Spirit Hall by standing up for such scum?"

Now it was Golden Crocodile's turn to be stunned.

How long has it been since anyone dared to talk back to him like this?
He himself could hardly remember anymore.

Within the Spirit Hall, his age and seniority surpassed Qian Daoliu's, making Bibi Dong an even younger generation in his presence.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was second only to the emperor and above ten thousand others.

"Your Majesty, Golden Crocodile, please accept my greetings."

Just as Jin E was somewhat stunned, Lou Gao, who was standing to the side, gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

“Since becoming the Bishop of the Spirit Hall in Gengjin City, Miles has used various means to seize and plunder.”

"The bribes solicited from the Blacksmiths' Association alone exceed ten million gold soul coins. I urge Your Majesty Golden Crocodile to investigate this matter thoroughly."

Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty.

He's here to hold others accountable, not to be held accountable.

"Second Master, there is absolutely no such thing!"

A visible look of panic crossed Miles' face.

Some things may not weigh two ounces on a scale, but once they're on it, they can weigh a ton.

"I have been living in fear and trembling all these years, and I have never violated the rules of the Spirit Hall in the slightest. I beg the Second Elder to investigate."

Before Miles could finish speaking, Lou Gao immediately shouted.

“Your Majesty, I have here the accounts of Miles’ dealings with the Blacksmiths’ Guild over the years. If you do not believe me, please take a look.”

As he spoke, he took out a thick stack of ledgers from his storage soul tool.

The entire room fell silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Jin E had no idea that he was just using this as an excuse to cause trouble for the Butian Pavilion.

But I never expected to encounter something like this.

However, this matter is now extremely thorny, and it seems that no matter how it is handled, it will affect the image of the Spirit Hall.

"Noisy!"

With a flick of his sleeve, the golden crocodile unleashed a powerful surge of soul force that sent the tower flying far away.

Even the accounts in his hands turned to ashes under the influence of his soul power.

"You bastard! Who do you think you are, daring to slander the bishop of my Spirit Hall!" Golden Crocodile shouted angrily.

"Fatty Lou!"

Seeing this, Titan rushed over to help Lou Gao, who had been injured by the golden crocodile.

"I am fine."

Lou Gao wiped the blood from his mouth and nose, and a sense of helplessness welled up in his heart.

What blacksmith association, what master craftsman? In front of a titled Douluo, aren't they just like ants?
A smug expression immediately appeared on Miles' pale face.

"The Spirit Hall, what an overbearing Spirit Hall."

Ye Ling's expression also turned somewhat gloomy.

"Golden Crocodile Douluo is so imposing."

Kong Deming, having spent the most time with Ye Ling, instantly understood that his young master had already decided to kill him.

He immediately reached out and shook hands with Miles, and a silver light shield instantly enveloped him completely.

"boom!"

Miles's smug expression hadn't faded yet.

The next moment, it turned into a cloud of blood mist within the silver light shield.

"I'm still too soft-hearted."

Ye Ling sighed.

"It's my fault for letting this scoundrel live for so many more days."

What just happened happened too fast, and the silver light shield appeared too suddenly.

The golden crocodile was completely caught off guard and could only watch helplessly as Miles turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Golden Crocodile roared."

"Your Heaven-Mending Pavilion dared to kill a bishop of our Spirit Hall right in front of me! You are truly audacious!"

"Your Majesty, we are doing this to rid the people of a scourge."

Ye Ling chuckled.

"Speaking of which, your Spirit Hall should thank our Heaven-Mending Pavilion for removing a malignant tumor that tarnished your reputation."

When it comes to eloquence, the over two-hundred-year-old Golden Crocodile was no match for Ye Ling, and was immediately speechless.

"What a sharp-tongued brat!"

The golden crocodile exhaled a breath of turbid air, and its level 98 soul power pressure erupted completely.

Nine spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red—appeared one after another beneath his feet.

"A hundred thousand years...a hundred thousand years soul ring!"

Lou Gao and Titan looked horrified.

The air seemed to have frozen, and the heavy soul pressure, like a solid block of lead, squeezed every inch of space.

Although it is said that a 100,000-year soul ring is the number one dream of a soul master.

But neither Titan nor Lou Gao had ever seen a Soul Master who truly possessed a 100,000-year Soul Ring before.

Even the mysterious middle-aged man hiding to the side looked unusually solemn.

"As expected of the Spirit Hall, the high-end power they possess is truly formidable."

"Master Kong, this fellow is here to cause trouble, so I'll leave him to you."

Ye Ling flashed backward a short distance and arrived next to Titan.

Kong Deming's figure was also slowly rising, and nine spirit rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red were also rising beneath his feet.

"Old Kong... he actually has a 100,000-year soul ring?"

Lou Gao's eyes widened instantly.

Although he knew that Kong Deming was a titled Douluo, he never expected that Kong Deming's strength would be so formidable.

"I never expected that this Title Douluo who is following the young master of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion would also have a 100,000-year soul ring."

The middle-aged man who was secretly observing also had a complicated expression.

"I actually stumbled upon a battle between two Title Douluos with 100,000-year-old spirit rings."

(End of this chapter)