Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 209 The Turtle Shell Haotian Sect!
Under the light, the figure's gruesome state was horrifying. His clothes were tattered and covered with dried and fresh mud, dark red scabs, and yellowish-green pus, emitting a foul stench of blood, decay, and earth.

The most glaring thing was the left shoulder, which was empty except for a broken wound that was barely wrapped in tattered strips of cloth but was still oozing pus and blood. At the edges, you could even see the white bone and wriggling maggots!

What made all the Title Douluos present even more uneasy was that the soul power aura that should have been vast and powerful on this person's body was now as weak as a firefly, and it was filled with a broken, chaotic, and lifeless feeling—signs of damage after the martial soul was completely shattered!
"Seventh Brother!!"

"Elder Lieyang!!"

Several trembling shouts filled with disbelief and rage shattered the silence. Tang Wu, the second elder with the most fiery temper, had his eyes bloodshot and were practically bulging with rage. He took a step forward, his soul power erupting uncontrollably, and slammed his fist into a stone pillar beside him that required two people to hug!
"boom!"

The stone pillar trembled violently, leaving a clear fist-shaped mark several inches deep, and rubble fell down in a flurry.

"Who?! Which damned beast injured Seventh Brother like this?!"

"I'll skin him alive and tear him to pieces!!!" The Second Elder's roar echoed throughout the hall, filled with overwhelming killing intent.

Sect Master Tang Xiao's face was ashen, his burly body trembling slightly with extreme anger, his nails digging deeply into his palms.

He suppressed the urge to immediately muster his forces and charge towards the Beast God Pavilion in Tiandou City. He took a deep breath, squatted down, and placed his slightly trembling hand on Tang Lie's cold and filthy chest. He carefully channeled his pure and powerful soul energy into Tang Lie's body like a trickle, protecting his almost extinguished heart meridian.

His voice was low and hoarse, filled with suppressed emotions: "Seventh Elder... hold on! Tell me, what exactly happened?!"

"Who...who hurt you like this?!"

With the combined efforts of Tang Xiao and several elders, who spared no effort to save him, Tang Lie let out a hoarse sound like a broken bellows, and his unfocused pupils turned slightly before finally focusing with difficulty.

Upon seeing the familiar face filled with worry and anger before him, the Seventh Elder, known for his fierce temperament, instantly had turbid tears mixed with blood and saliva welling up in his eyes. His cracked and chapped lips trembled violently, emitting a sound like the weeping of a dying beast:
"Sect...Sect Master...elders...brothers...it's all over...it's all over...I...I've disgraced the sect..."

He spoke haltingly and incoherently, sometimes convulsing from the pain, sometimes trembling from fear, as he began to recount his nightmares in Tiandou City.

The Beast God Pavilion's imposing and unfathomable nature, the unparalleled beauty and terrifying strength of the woman with long pink and blue hair, the six black and three red soul rings that overturned his century-long understanding, which were like a miracle and like a demon, the dark gold Clear Sky Hammer that originated from the same source as him but seemed to come from a higher level, and how he himself was toyed with like a cat and a mouse by the other party, his martial soul was forcibly shattered, his left arm was severed, and finally he was kicked away like trash...

As he recounted his painful and humiliating narration, the atmosphere in the hall gradually shifted from initial anger to shock, then to disbelief, and finally to a chilling, deathly silence and a bone-deep coldness.

"Hao...Haotian Hammer?! She also...has the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul?!" The Fourth Elder exclaimed in shock, his face filled with absurdity.

"Six black...three red...you...you're sure you didn't see it wrong?!"

"How is this possible?! How could there be such a soul ring configuration in the world?!" The Third Elder's voice was hoarse, his face was as pale as paper, and his body involuntarily took a half step back, as if he had heard some kind of fairy tale.

"She...she really said that my Haotian Sect...is narrow-minded? Is it...a joke?" Second Elder Tang Wu's voice was no longer loud, but instead carried a tremor from the depths of his soul that he himself did not even realize. He could not imagine what kind of strength and confidence could make the other party so contemptuously evaluate the number one sect in the world with a history of ten thousand years.

Tang Lie nodded with difficulty, using the last of his strength, his eyes filled with boundless fear and despair. He imitated Wang Dong'er's cold tone, repeating intermittently, "She...she also said...if we dare to provoke her again...she will...personally set foot on the Haotian Sect...and...smash...our proud faith...to pieces..."

"Arrogant!!"

"This is too much!"

"Our Haotian Sect and the Beast God Pavilion are sworn enemies!!"

Unable to contain their humiliation and anger any longer, the elders roared out, their boundless soul power surging like an out-of-control flood within the hall, causing the beams and pillars to vibrate and the lamplight to flicker violently.

However, beneath this seemingly united roar, everyone clearly felt an unmasked, chilling fear.

Tang Lie, with his level 93 strength and the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon spirit in the world, was like a child wielding a hammer in the hands of his opponent, completely powerless to fight back!

That woman's strength has definitely reached the level of a Super Douluo, at level ninety-six or even higher! And how many beings like her are there in the Beast God Pavilion?
Tang Xiao slowly stood up, his anger gradually replaced by an unprecedented, heavy solemnity.

He surveyed the elders who had stood with him in upholding the sect, yet now could not hide their fear, and spoke in a deep voice, his words like a heavy hammer, shattering the surface clamor and striking a chord in everyone's hearts:

"Calm down, everyone!"

The hall fell silent instantly, all eyes focused on the sect leader, filled with anger, resentment, and a barely perceptible hope that he would lead them to revenge.

"Haven't you understood the news that Seventh Elder brought back at the cost of his life?!" Tang Xiao's voice was tinged with weariness, but also with a cruel clarity. "The strength of the Beast God Pavilion far exceeds our worst-case scenario! A seemingly young woman was able to so easily cripple Seventh Elder, who wields the Clear Sky Hammer!"

"What about the others? What about Qiu'er, the Golden Dragon Queen who defeated the level 98 Golden Crocodile Douluo in a head-on battle? What about that mysterious powerhouse who possessed an eight-winged angel and easily crippled the Sword Bone Douluo?"

"And what about that... Pavilion Master Ling Han, who can make these monsters bow down and has yet to make a move?!"

Each of his questions was like a cold knife, cutting into the hearts of the elders and gradually cooling their feverish minds.

"The Beast God Pavilion is no longer an entity we can confront head-on!" Tang Xiao's voice was resolute. "The corpses of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan are barely cold!"

"Do you want my Haotian Sect's centuries-old foundation and countless disciples to follow in their footsteps and turn into scorched earth?!"

(End of this chapter)