Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 175 Salas's Fear!

Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong were flying at an extremely fast speed, heading straight for the source of the powerful and unfamiliar aura of a Title Douluo that had suddenly appeared in Heaven Dou City.

However, the closer they got, the more Chen Xin's calm and unwavering swordsmanship began to surge with turbulent waves!

He clearly felt that the aura was as vast as the sea, pure and sacred, yet it carried an undeniable majesty and oppressive feeling! Its strength was in no way weaker than his level 96 Super Douluo status, and even... slightly exceeded it by half a point!
"What a terrifying aura!" Chen Xin couldn't help but exclaim, his usually cold face now showing a look of solemnity and disbelief for the first time. "This person's soul power level is definitely not below mine, and may even be... higher than mine!"

Upon hearing this, the muscles on the skeletal face of the ancient banyan tree beside him twitched violently, and an incredulous light flashed in its eyes!
"what?!"

"Above you?!" Gu Rong's voice became somewhat shrill. "Old Swordsman, you're not mistaken, are you?"

"You're level 96!" Chen Xin slowly shook his head, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, fixed on what lay ahead: "There's no mistake. This oppressive feeling... the one who's coming is at least a level 97 Super Douluo!"

“Level 97…” Gu Rong gasped, his thin hands clenching involuntarily.

A level 97 Super Douluo is one of the few that can be openly recognized on the entire continent! A retainer of the Spirit Hall? No, that's not the aura of those old monsters.

Could it be…? A name that had recently shaken the entire continent suddenly flashed through his mind.

"The Beast God Pavilion..." Gu Rong's voice was extremely dry, filled with bitterness and solemnity, "Could it be that the Beast God Pavilion has gained a new powerful figure? They... how long have they been established?"

"Could the number of Title Douluos in this pavilion already be... enough to rival the Spirit Hall, which has been operating for many years?!"

The thought of the Beast God Pavilion's terrifying power, capable of annihilating the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan with lightning speed, sent a chill down Gu Rong's spine.

Its leader, Ling Han, is domineering and ruthless, with a multitude of powerful subordinates. Just a few days ago, he annihilated the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the three upper sects, in a single day with thunderous force! The strength and ruthlessness he displayed are enough to send chills down one's spine.

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has one more Title Douluo than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the proportion of support-type Soul Masters in the sect is too high. Only he and Chen Xin truly possess top-tier combat power. If they were to truly fight to the death against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan at their peak, their chances of winning would not have been great to begin with.

The Beast God Pavilion could easily crush the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan... so dealing with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan would probably be...

A strong sense of crisis gripped Gu Rong's heart. If this newly emerged peak Douluo was truly from the Beast God Pavilion, then the opponent's strength and foundation were even more unfathomable!

At the same time, from the Martial Soul Branch Hall on the other side of Heaven Dou City, Platinum Bishop Salas rushed out as if his backside had been burned!
His own martial soul possessed a faint trace of divine attribute, which made him particularly sensitive to and... terrified of that suddenly descending, pure and vast top-tier divine aura!
"What... what kind of divine power is this? It actually... it actually makes the martial spirit within me tremble and wail?"

"It's like encountering a supreme monarch?" Salas frantically rushed towards Blue Tyrant Academy while fully activating his soul power to resist the invisible pressure. His heart was already filled with shock and turmoil. "Such pure and powerful divine attributes... are definitely not those of an ordinary Title Douluo!"

"Could it be...could it be that besides the six-winged angel of the High Priest in the Hall of Worship, there is another sacred martial spirit that is so powerful that it has appeared in the world?!" He rushed to the scene with a heart full of doubt, greed (if he could recruit this person for the Spirit Hall) and a trace of unease.

Soon after, the three arrived at the skies above Blue Tyrant Academy almost one after the other.

The scene before them stunned them. The academy square was a mess, and several people who appeared to be teachers lay on the ground, unable to get up.

Their gazes were immediately drawn to Ye Guyi, who was suspended in mid-air, radiating a soft holy light, with eight wings on her back and an unparalleled beauty!
The source of that powerful divine pressure was this woman!

Ling Han was sitting leisurely on a bench that had been moved from somewhere below, observing the "uninvited guests" who had arrived one after another with great interest.

However, strangely enough, these three powerful figures seemed to subconsciously ignore his presence, their entire focus and vigilance were fixed on the eight-winged angel in the air!
Salas was taken aback when he saw Chen Xin and Gu Rong there, but he quickly realized that they must have been alarmed by the aura of this unfamiliar powerful figure.

He suppressed the many thoughts in his mind and, like the other two, scrutinized Ye Guyi with an extremely solemn, vigilant, and even slightly awe-inspiring gaze.

Ye Guyi's azure golden eyes calmly swept over these three influential figures in the Heaven Dou Empire, his gaze indifferent, devoid of joy or sorrow.

She could clearly sense the strength of these three people—two Super Douluo and one Soul Douluo. Their strength was decent, but they were no match for her, a level 97 peak expert with a top-tier eight-winged Holy Angel Martial Soul.

Even if the three of them joined forces, Ye Guyi was absolutely confident that she could defeat them and even capture them.

Her gaze finally settled on the leisurely Ling Han below, awaiting his instructions. She paid no heed to the three figures in the air, regarding them as merely three slightly stronger… ants.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, and Spirit Hall Platinum Bishop Salas—three influential figures in the Heaven Dou Empire and even the entire continent—were now facing a formidable enemy.

For the first time, an extremely solemn expression appeared on Chen Xin's usually calm and composed face.

He possessed the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul, making him extremely sensitive to auras. He could clearly sense that the light and divine power contained within the blonde woman in front of him was not only vast and boundless, but also carried a supreme quality originating from the level of life itself, as if it were the natural nemesis of all evil and darkness. Its purity even reminded him of the aura he had felt many years ago from Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall.
Moreover, the soul power fluctuations at the peak of level 97 were undeniable!

Gu Rong's body tensed slightly. His strange martial soul, which controlled space, felt an unprecedented sense of stagnation at this moment, as if the surrounding light elements were too intense, repelling all other types of energy. This made him even more horrified.

Salas was the most pathetic of them all. The faint divine martial soul attribute within him was like a firefly compared to the bright moon in front of Ye Guyi. Not only could it not resonate with him, but it was also suppressed to the point of almost being extinguished. A sense of awe and fear from the depths of his soul made his legs go weak and fine beads of cold sweat seep from his forehead.

(End of this chapter)