Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 50 Destroying Titan White Crane, Recruiting Yang Wudi and Niu Gao (Please continue reading... monthly tickets... recommendation tickets...)
(Titan always believed in Haotian Douluo, as can be seen from his treatment of Tang San in the original work, as well as that old white bird. It was good for the Tang family, but there was no use in taking him in, so he killed him.)
The residence of the Imperial Clan.

Ling Han's words, "One arm and one leg were crippled," were like ice from the depths of hell, instantly freezing the entire scene.

After a brief silence came a volcanic eruption of horror and rage!
"Impossible!!" Titan's eyes were bloodshot, his hair and beard bristled, and the ferocious phantom of the Great Ape roared wildly behind him, the terrifying power causing the ground to tremble.

"Haotian Douluo is invincible under heaven!"

"How dare you cowardly rats hiding your heads and tails harm me?!"

"Bullshit!" He pointed at Ling Han on the gate tower, cursing loudly, spitting as he spoke.

"Boy!"

"Stop spreading rumors here!" The white crane moved like lightning, instantly appearing beside Titan. The afterimage of the swift left a trail of afterimages, and its voice was sharp and piercing.

"What Beast God Pavilion?"

"Never even heard of it!"

"Trying to recruit us? With just a few of you? Wishful thinking! You'd better get lost, or else..."

"presumptuous!"

"court death!"

Two angry shouts rang out like thunderclaps!

Long Chen's crimson hair danced wildly, and crimson flames erupted from his body. The scorching heat instantly melted and evaporated the surrounding deep blue ice, creating a bizarre scene of ice and fire intertwined!

His burning lava eyes were fixed on Titan and White Crane, his voice like the roar of a hellish furnace:
"How dare an ant bark at the young master?!"

"The young master's personal presence to recruit you is already an immense favor!"

"Give me something shameless!"

Dugu Bo smiled sinisterly, the emerald green poisonous mist swirling around him as if alive, its sweet and pungent odor spreading out, causing some disciples with lower cultivation levels to instantly turn pale and sway precariously.
"Hehehe... Two ignorant insects."

"Looks like it's tired of living and wants to taste what the old poisoner's newly concocted 'Ten Thousand Ants Devouring the Heart Powder' tastes like?"

Ling Han ignored the insults from Titan and Bai He below, and the angry rebukes from Long Chen and Dugu Bo.

His icy blue eyes calmly swept over Niu Gao, whose face was deathly pale and whose body was trembling slightly, and Yang Wudi, who was gripping the Soul-Breaking Spear so tightly that his knuckles turned white and whose eyes were filled with intense struggle.

"Clan Chief Niu Gao, Clan Chief Yang Wudi," Ling Han's voice remained indifferent, as if the insults from before had never happened. "What are your opinions? My patience is limited."

Niu Gao looked at the indifferent young man on the gate tower, who was as cold as a god, then at Titan and Baihe beside him who were furious and speaking recklessly. Finally, his gaze fell on the blonde woman behind Ling Han who was as silent as a statue, yet exuded an aura that made his soul feel fear.

He recalled the rumors in his clan about a mysterious powerful figure spying on him, and the earth-shattering news that "Haotian Douluo has been crippled"... A huge sense of fear and powerlessness gripped him.

The defense that his Yu clan was so proud of looked utterly ridiculous in the face of the power displayed by his opponent!

Moreover... Tang Hao... that Haotian Douluo who caused them to be suppressed by the Spirit Hall for many years, has he really been crippled?
This news was like the last straw.

He swallowed hard, his massive frame hunching slightly, his voice dry and hoarse:

"The Yu clan... Niu Gao... is willing... to lead the entire clan to submit to the Beast God Pavilion!"

After saying that, he seemed to have all his strength drained away and slumped down.

Yang Wudi gripped the Soul-Breaking Spear tightly, his veins bulging, his knuckles turning white from the force.

His sharp, hawk-like eyes were fixed on Ling Han, filled with resentment and humiliation, but even more so with a cold rationality and... a hint of indescribable complexity.

Tang Hao... has been crippled?

This man, whom he once served, but whose stubbornness implicated his family, causing heavy losses to the Po clan and forcing them to leave the Haotian Sect... was actually crippled by this mysterious force before him?

The shock of this news far outweighed the fear. A belated, distorted sense of "justice," mixed with apprehension about the power behind this terrifying youth, ultimately overwhelmed his unyielding spirit.

He slowly loosened his grip on the gun barrel, and the Soul-Shattering Spear, which seemed capable of piercing through everything, drooped limply toward the ground.

Yang Wudi's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a resigned weariness: "The Broken Clan... Yang Wudi... is willing to surrender." He ultimately had to take responsibility for the entire clan.

A faint, yet chilling smile finally appeared on Ling Han's face, like a crack appearing on a frozen lake. "Very good." He nodded slightly, his voice still calm, yet carrying an indifferent air of complete control. "It seems you have made the wisest choice."

His gaze shifted to Titan and White Crane below, who were still jumping up and down, cursing and acting like madmen. His eyes instantly turned as cold and ruthless as ancient ice.

"As for you..." Ling Han's voice was like a final judgment, "Since you have chosen foolishness and death, I will grant your wish."

"Uncle Long, Dugu Bo." Ling Han's voice was devoid of any emotion, as if he were instructing someone on a trivial matter, "Take care of it. Be thorough."

"Yes, young master!" Long Chen grinned maliciously, his bloodthirsty excitement bursting from his crimson eyes.

"Hehehe... I guarantee you'll be satisfied, young master!" Dugu Bo let out a chilling laugh.

"No!!!" Titan roared in despair, his massive body unleashing terrifying power. The illusory image of the Great Ape solidified and pounced towards the gatehouse!

The white crane transformed into a blurry streak of light, attempting to escape this land of death!
However, it was too late.

"Burning the heavens and boiling the seas!" Long Chen roared, and his ninth soul ring suddenly lit up!

The crimson flames, like a cataclysmic flood, instantly engulfed Titan and the elite of the Mighty Clan he brought with him!
The raging, powerful ape phantom could only withstand the blazing fire of the sacred dragon, which was powerful enough to incinerate everything, for less than a breath before letting out a mournful howl and turning into ashes along with the Titan himself!

The flames, undiminished in their intensity, completely transformed the area where the Titan stood into a magma inferno!
"Azure Light!" Dugu Bo grinned sinisterly, his hands forming a seal. A strange emerald green beam of light shot out like a poisonous dragon, precisely enveloping the white crane, which had transformed into a streak of light and was trying to escape!
Within the beam of light, the speed of the white crane's proud, pointed-tailed swift instantly became like that of a snail!

He let out a shrill scream that was inhuman, and his body withered, rotted, and melted at a visible speed in the emerald light!
In the end, not even bones remained; it turned into a pool of thick, foul-smelling poisonous water!
The elite members of the Min clan he brought also fell like wheat being harvested in the terrifying poisonous fog that erupted at the same time. Their bodies quickly rotted and their deaths were gruesome!

The killing was carried out in the blink of an eye!

The two clan leaders, both at the Soul Douluo level, and their elite troops were completely annihilated before they could even put up a decent fight against the full power of the two Title Douluos!
The entire Yu Clan training ground was as silent as a tomb!

The air was filled with the smells of burning, blood, and a nauseatingly toxic odor.

The survivors of the Yu and Po clans were all pale-faced, trembling like leaves, and their eyes were filled with endless fear as they looked at Long Chen and Dugu Bo.

Ling Han acted as if he were watching a boring farce, not even lifting his eyelids.

He glanced indifferently at Niu Gao and Yang Wudi below, whose faces were pale and whose eyes held complex emotions:

"I'll give you one month." His voice was like ice beads falling. "Move your entire clan to the Beast God Pavilion in Heavenly Dou City."

"Failure to arrive by the deadline... will result in consequences."

Having said that, he didn't look down again, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and slowly descended the deep blue, frozen gate as if it were an icy staircase leading to the throne.

Wang Qiu'er silently followed half a step behind him.

Her brilliant golden dragon eyes swept over the bloody hell and terrified crowd below, without any ripple, as if she were merely sweeping away a speck of dust.

Long Chen and Dugu Bo exchanged a sinister glance, their figures instantly transforming into two streaks of light, shooting towards the Power Clan and the Agility Clan!

Cut the weeds and wipe out the roots, exterminate the entire family!
This is the young master's order!
Niu Gao and Yang Wudi stood there, looking in the direction the two evil spirits had left, and then at the terrifying traces left by the Strength and Agility clans on the training ground.

The ground where Titan turned to ashes was scorched black and glassy, ​​and the place where the white crane turned into poisonous water was still sizzling and corroding the ground. Then look at the cold and resolute backs of Ling Han and Wang Qiu'er, who were about to disappear behind the frozen gate.

Their faces were filled with bitterness, helplessness, and a deep sense of powerlessness.

They knew that with Long Chen and Dugu Bo gone, the Power Clan and the Agility Clan... were doomed.

What awaits those two families is a bloody purge that is a hundred times more brutal than what is happening now!
Genocide!

Hang the corpse up for public display!

Leave no chickens or dogs behind!

They couldn't stop it, and they dared not stop it.

They had just chosen to surrender, and the lives of their entire tribe were hanging by a thread.

At this moment, they are merely bystanders, forced to come ashore and still shaken by the bloody storm.

They could only watch helplessly as their former "brothers" faced utter destruction, their hearts filled with mixed emotions, yet they dared not utter a single sigh.

(End of this chapter)