Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 120 The Heaven Dou Royal Academy No Longer Exists
(My brothers have been a bit stressed lately, and their condition hasn't been good, so the writing isn't great and it's a bit rushed. The popularity has also dropped quickly recently, and we're not making any money anymore, but I will definitely persevere! I will speed up the plot in the next few days! I hope you brothers will support me and keep reading.)

His voice suddenly rose: "This place belongs to my Beast God Pavilion! From this moment forward, the academy is renamed—"

Ling Han suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the huge plaque covered with red silk that had been prepared behind him.

A streak of icy blue soul power shot out, precisely tearing away the red silk!
Four large characters, written in a vigorous and powerful style, seemed to contain endless majesty and power, shining brightly in the sunlight—'Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy'!
"Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor! What a great name!" A quick-witted person below immediately understood: Holy Radiance represents Wang Dong'er, the Goddess of Light Butterfly, while Dragon Emperor symbolizes Ling Han and the Golden Dragon King Qiu'er!
"You all," Ling Han's voice rang out again, cold and majestic, like a icy wind sweeping across the square, "whoever you are, wherever you come from, once you enter this gate, you are now under the tutelage of my Beast God Pavilion!"

"Be proud of the academy and take cultivation as your responsibility!"

His gaze suddenly turned sharp as a blade, and a tangible, icy soul pressure erupted, enveloping the entire area: "However, this Pavilion Master has heard that there have been many despicable acts within the academy!"

"Nobles oppress commoners, mentors show favoritism and injustice, fellow disciples kill each other, and the atmosphere is corrupt! There are even those who hold positions without doing their jobs, turning a blind eye and a deaf ear!"

Every word was like a heavy hammer blow, striking the hearts of teachers and students who had participated or turned a blind eye, leaving them pale and drenched in cold sweat.

"This Pavilion Master hereby establishes an ironclad rule!" Ling Han's voice was resolute, carrying an unquestionable tone of judgment, "All members of my Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy, regardless of their social status, shall be judged solely by their talent and strength!"

Those who bully the weak are doomed!

"Those who fight among their own sect members, kill them!"

"Those who act unfairly under their mentors will be expelled!"

"Under the Beast God Pavilion, filth is not tolerated! This place only welcomes the strong and those who strive! Anyone who disagrees may leave now, and the Beast God Pavilion will not stop them!"

"But if you stay, you must abide by my rules! Those who violate them..." Ling Han's lips curled into a cold smile. He didn't finish his sentence, but the chilling killing intent he exuded said it all.

The square was deathly silent. Leave? Are you kidding me!
Leaving aside the unknown consequences of leaving, the terrifying strength displayed by the new pavilion master, the Beast God Pavilion's rising power, and the resources and opportunities represented by the 'Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy' alone are enough to drive anyone crazy! No one moved.

"Very good." Ling Han seemed satisfied with the silence. He slowly withdrew some of his oppressive aura. "It seems everyone is willing to stay."

Just then, a thought struck him, and he knew that the time to establish his authority had come, which was also a crucial step in completing the system's mission.

His deep voice rang out again: "Since you've stayed, then let me show you what the true power of the Beast God Pavilion is!"

"What is the height that you should strive for in the future!"

The moment the words fell—

"Buzz!!!" Three terrifying auras, enough to make one's soul tremble, erupted from the high platform like ancient beasts suddenly awakening from their slumber!
On the left, Wang Qiu'er!

A dragon's roar, seemingly from the primordial era, resounded throughout the heavens and earth! A dazzling golden light shot into the sky, enveloping her entirely.

A majestic and sacred phantom of a colossal dragon, its scales and claws clearly visible and seemingly cast from pure gold, proudly appeared behind her, its dragon eyes opening and closing with an air of dominance over the world! Immediately afterwards, nine halos of light suddenly rose from beneath her feet, like nine divine rings guarding the dragon god!

Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Red! Red!
Seven deep, abyss-like ten-thousand-year soul rings! Two hundred-thousand-year soul rings that resemble burning blood and exude an aura of world-destroying destruction!

The terrifying dragon's might, like a tangible tsunami, instantly swept across the entire plaza. Countless students with slightly lower cultivation levels collapsed to the ground, their legs giving way. Even some instructors at the Soul Emperor and Soul Saint levels felt difficulty breathing, and an urge to prostrate themselves in worship surged from the depths of their souls! The pressure of a level 97 Super Douluo was revealed without reservation!

On the right, Wang Dong'er!

A clear, melodious butterfly song followed closely behind! A dazzling, dreamlike pinkish-blue light burst forth, and a pair of enormous, magnificent butterfly wings, seemingly sculpted from crystals of light, suddenly unfolded behind her. With each gentle tremor, they scattered specks of shimmering light, sacred and pure.

The ethereal image of the Goddess of Light butterfly danced gracefully, purifying all gloom. Nine halos also rose!
Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Red! Red!
The same terrifying configuration of seven black and two red! The pressure of the level 94 offensive titled Douluo and Wang Qiu'er's dragon might were evenly matched, yet they strangely merged to form an even larger pressure field!
That ultimate light and speed dazzled and captivated countless agility-type Soul Masters, inspiring them to yearn for it!

In the center, braving the cold!
When the two ladies' oppressive aura reached its peak, Ling Han finally made a move.

He did not summon the complete Martial Soul phantom, but a dragon's might that was far more ancient, more domineering, and more icy than the Golden Dragon and the Goddess of Light Butterfly erupted from him like a slumbering glacier collapsing!

"Roar--!!!"

A deep, majestic dragon roar, seemingly emanating from the deepest abyss, completely overwhelmed the previous dragon cries and butterfly chirps!

The temperature in the entire square suddenly dropped to freezing point, and fine frost even formed on the ground!

Behind him, the enormous, majestic, and sacred phantom of an ice-blue dragon appeared and disappeared!
The dragon's entire body was covered with diamond-shaped scales like sapphires, and sharp ice spikes on its back gleamed with a cold light. Its enormous wings seemed to be able to cover the sky, and its cold dragon eyes looked down on all living beings, exuding an aura of royalty that made all things submit!
This is Ling Han's martial soul, the Ice Prison Dragon Emperor!
The air seemed to freeze and solidify! Beneath Ling Han's feet, three soul rings rose slowly like demonic suns breaking free from the abyss!
First Soul Ring: Deep as ink, seemingly capable of swallowing all light—the Ten-Thousand-Year Black Ring!
Second Soul Ring: Even deeper, carrying a power as heavy as a mountain - the Ten Thousand Year Black Ring!
The third spirit ring: a breathtaking and unprecedented blue-gold color!

The moment that blue-gold spirit ring appeared, the world seemed to lose its color!

Unlike a 100,000-year soul ring that explodes and burns, it exudes an indescribable pressure that seems to come from a higher level, purer, and more vast!

It is a nobility and antiquity that originates from the essence of life! A radiance that transcends ordinary power!
It rotated silently, and the aura it emitted actually suppressed the terrifying pressure of Wang Qiu'er and Wang Dong'er's four 100,000-year soul rings combined!
Black! Black! Blue and gold!

Only three spirit rings!
Ling Han, the master of the Beast God Pavilion, is actually only a Soul Venerable!
However, the blue-gold light of that third spirit ring sent a chill down the spines of everyone below (including the three education committee members and Yang Wudi)! What was that?!

Never seen before! Never heard of before! But that aura was definitely far beyond that of a 100,000-year-old soul ring!
(End of this chapter)