Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 300 Sendou-ryu's Reflections
Qian Daoliu smiled bitterly, "It's not a reversal of the inherent advantage of attributes, but rather that his understanding and application of darkness has reached an unbelievable level. If it weren't for the trace of angelic divinity inherited in my martial soul, today's battle would probably be even more difficult."

His words further elevated Long Xiaoyao's status in the hearts of the elders—a monster who could use darkness to fight against, or even slightly suppress, the divine light of Qiandaoliu!

Golden Crocodile Douluo was completely speechless. His face, which had been flushed, now alternated between red and white, and cold sweat even beaded on his forehead. Only now did he truly understand how ridiculous and presumptuous he had been in shouting that he would "kill" his opponent!
A level 99 Limit Douluo! That's on the same level as my elder brother Qian Daoliu, Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect, and Poseidon Island!
Although Jin E was confident in his strength, his peak level 98 was enough to make him stand out from the vast majority of titled Douluo in the world, in front of a true Limit Douluo, especially a monster like Long Xiaoyao, whom even Qian Daoliu admitted was "no less than me," charging in would probably be no different from "suicide"! Let alone "mutual destruction," it would be questionable whether he could even withstand a few moves from the opponent when he got serious!

Thinking about how he had acted impulsively and recklessly just now, Golden Crocodile Douluo felt his face burning with shame and embarrassment, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

He somewhat sheepishly withdrew his released soul power, the dark golden light dimmed, and he lowered his usually proud head, muttering, "Big brother... I... I was reckless. I didn't expect... another Limit Douluo would appear on the continent so quietly... and so... eerie."

Seeing that even the hottest and most impulsive Golden Crocodile Douluo had been "slapped in the face" by this cruel reality and calmed down, the other elders were also in turmoil. In addition to being shocked, they also felt a bit heavy-hearted.

Qingluan Douluo pondered, "Brother, such a powerful figure could not possibly appear out of thin air. What is his background?"

"Why did they appear in Wuhun City? And why... do they seem to be involved with Ling Han of the Beast God Pavilion?" He keenly grasped the key point.

Qian Daoliu's gaze turned towards the direction of Martial Soul City at the foot of the mountain, where the lights were dim and the area where the Beast God Pavilion was located could be vaguely seen.

He slowly said, "This person's origins are a mystery, and I cannot see through him either. But when he appeared, he was indeed in the Beast God Pavilion's territory, and... he seemed to be very respectful to Ling Han, addressing him as 'Young Master'."

"Young Master?!" The retainers exclaimed in shock once again!
A level 99 Limit Douluo calling a teenage Soul King "Young Master"? This is even more unbelievable than Long Xiaoyao himself being a Limit Douluo!
What does this mean? Just how terrifying is Ling Han's background within the Beast God Pavilion?!

"Could it be... that behind the Beast God Pavilion there is a terrifying force that we know nothing about and that has been hidden from the world for countless years?"

"Is this Long Xiaoyao someone that the faction sent to protect Ling Han?" Lion Douluo guessed with a solemn expression.

“Very likely.” Qianjun Douluo’s voice was steady as he analyzed, “Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why someone like Long Xiaoyao would remain unknown and why he would condescend to obey a young man.”

"If that's the case, then the Beast God Pavilion is far more complex than it seems. Its true purpose is probably not just to gain a foothold in the Heaven Dou Empire."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo, who also had a fiery temper, snorted coldly upon hearing this: "What do we care about some hidden force! Daring to cause trouble on the Spirit Hall's territory and injure the Grand Elder, he is our enemy! No matter how strong he is, the seven of us from the Hall of Elders are united as one, and together we may not be afraid of him!"

"Seventh Brother, don't underestimate him." Qian Daoliu shook his head. "Long Xiaoyao alone is enough to restrain me. If he really has a powerful force behind him, it's hard to guarantee that there aren't other beings of the same level or even stronger."

"Moreover, today's battle was a fair and square exchange of sparring and discussions, not a life-or-death feud. He was also seriously injured in the end. This matter... should not be escalated for the time being."

He had his own considerations. Making a mortal enemy of a stranger, a powerful Limit Douluo, was far from wise, especially since the other party might be connected to a vast, unknown, hidden force. The most important thing right now was to figure out the other party's true intentions, and… to prepare for the upcoming Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament. That was the battlefield for the younger generation, and the key to the future格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or landscape).

Hearing Qian Daoliu say that Long Xiaoyao had also suffered serious injuries, the elders felt somewhat relieved, but their apprehension and heaviness remained undiminished.

Golden Crocodile Douluo had completely calmed down by now. Although he was reckless, he was not stupid and understood the seriousness of the matter.

He scratched his head, looking both annoyed and frightened, and said, "Brother, what... what should we do now? Are we just going to give up like this?"

"Forget it?" Qian Daoliu's gaze was profound. "Of course not. But revenge is not for now, nor in this way. Long Xiaoyao's appearance has disrupted many plans. We need to reassess the Beast God Pavilion and formulate a new strategy. The most urgent task is the competition."

He looked at the assembled elders, his tone turning serious: "With the tournament imminent, the honor of the Spirit Hall cannot be lost. The 'Golden Generation' must win the championship. At the same time, you must also pay close attention to the movements of all parties, especially the Beast God Pavilion and this Long Xiaoyao."

"But remember, without my order, no one is allowed to provoke or clash with Long Xiaoyao. Everything will be decided after the competition."

The retainers exchanged glances. Although they still harbored resentment and doubts, they all understood that this was the safest option at the moment, and replied in unison, "Yes, elder brother!"

Qian Daoliu waved his hand wearily: "Disperse, everyone. I need to go into seclusion for a few days to recover from my injuries. Qingluan will temporarily take charge of the affairs of the palace."

"Don't worry, Big Brother!" Qingluan Douluo solemnly replied.

The worshippers bowed again, each with complex and indescribable feelings, and quietly withdrew, their figures disappearing into the shadows of the worship hall.

In the empty square, only Qian Daoliu remained, along with the cold moonlight.

He looked up at the moon, but Ling Han's calm, confident, and unfathomable smile still echoed in his mind.

“Long Xiaoyao… Ling Han… Beast God Pavilion…” Qian Daoliu murmured softly, “This continent has been peaceful for too long. A new storm has finally arrived. I just wonder, after this storm, who will ultimately stand at the peak…”

He turned and slowly walked into the depths of the offering hall. The bloodstains on his white robe were particularly glaring in the moonlight.

Although tonight's battle appeared to be a draw, it was undoubtedly a sobering wake-up call for the Spirit Hall and for Qian Daoliu himself.

Meanwhile, news of everything that happened inside the Hall of Worship, as well as the injury of Qian Daoliu and the appearance of the mysterious Limit Douluo Long Xiaoyao, was spreading at an even faster pace to every corner of the continent through various clandestine channels.
(End of this chapter)