Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 76 The Powerless Snow Night Emperor

(To explain, a Title Douluo is only unable to defeat soldiers after losing his soul power. In the original story, Dugu Bo, at level 90+, poisoned tens of thousands of soldiers. As long as the destructive power is high, it can be equivalent to a million, which is why the Heaven Dou Empire suppressed this anger.)
What does the Heaven Dou Royal Family have?
The strongest royal retainer was an elderly level 91 titled Douluo, very old and no longer as strong as he once was.

Other Soul Douluos and Soul Saints are nothing but chickens and dogs in front of the Beast God Pavilion!

Even if the entire nation were to mobilize a million-strong army, it would be nothing more than suicide in the face of a true peak Douluo!

The opponent doesn't even need to lift a finger; sending a few titled Douluos is enough to take his head amidst a vast army, turning Heaven Dou City into a river of blood!
A chilling coldness rose from Emperor Xueye's spine, instantly spreading throughout his body and extinguishing all his anger.

He slumped back onto the throne, his face drained of color, leaving only deep weariness and helplessness.

As an emperor, possessing a vast empire, he was powerless to even seek justice for his humiliated son!
This pain was even more excruciating than when Ling Han kicked Xue Beng!
This feeling of powerlessness was more painful to him than any humiliation.

"Father!"

"What are you still hesitating for?!" Seeing the anger in Emperor Xueye's eyes replaced by hesitation, Xue Beng felt even more resentful. He roared like a madman, ignoring the excruciating pain in his lower body:

"Our Heavenly Dou Empire has stood for hundreds of years, and has never suffered such a humiliating disgrace?!"

"No matter how strong Ling Han is, can he possibly stand against the power of an entire nation?!"

"Send troops!"

"Father!"

"Send troops to encircle and annihilate the Beast God Pavilion! Tear that villain Ling Han to pieces!"

"Bring those two lowly maids with him back!"

"I'll make them wish they were dead!"

"I will make them suffer humiliation day and night!"

"Even if I become infertile due to an avalanche, I will still make them my lowest and most despicable slaves!"

"I will show the whole world what happens when you offend the Heavenly Dou Royal Family!"

"I want all the women of the Beast God Pavilion to..."

"Shut up!" Emperor Xueye suddenly shouted, his voice hoarse and tired, filled with disappointment and warning.

"Aren't you ashamed enough?!"

Startled by the shout, Xue Beng became even more frantic: "Father!"

"Could it be... could it be that you're afraid?!"

"Are you afraid of that Ling Han?!"

"He crippled your son!"

"They've humiliated the royal family! Father, are you just going to let this go?!"

"Are you still the Emperor of Tiandou?!"

"Are you still my father?"

"You!" Emperor Xueye trembled with rage, pointing at the avalanche, but then helplessly lowered his hand.

Is he afraid?

Yes, he was afraid!
What he feared was not death, but the collapse of the empire and the suffering of millions of his people!

Faced with absolute power, the emperor's dignity appears so pale and laughable.

Just when the atmosphere inside the hall was extremely oppressive and hopeless, a gentle and clear voice rang out.

“Father, please calm down. My fourth brother is seriously injured and is emotionally agitated. He spoke without thinking. Please forgive him.”

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe had emerged from the side hall at some point. His steps were composed, his expression calm, and his face carried a perfect balance of worry and composure. He walked to the front of the hall, first bowing respectfully to Emperor Xue Ye, then his gaze swept over the crazed avalanche and the trembling Prince Xue Xing, a barely perceptible chill flashing deep in his eyes.

Upon seeing Xue Qinghe, Xue Beng acted as if he were facing an enemy, immediately pointing his spear at him and screaming, "Xue Qinghe!"

"Don't pretend to be a good person!"

"Is it that you wish I were dead?! Did you collude with Ling Han?!"

"You want to seize the throne!"

You want to be the emperor!

"You hypocrite!"

Faced with Xue Beng's slander and hysteria, Xue Qinghe showed no anger, but rather a hint of helplessness and pity. He turned to Emperor Xue Ye and said in a steady and powerful voice, "Father, I understand that my fourth brother is deeply troubled by this calamity."

"But at this moment, anger and impulsiveness will only push the empire into an abyss of no return."

He paused slightly, his voice carrying clearly through the silent hall:

"Anger doesn't solve problems."

"Father, Your Excellencies, please think calmly. The strength of the Beast God Pavilion is beyond what our Heavenly Dou Kingdom can contend with."

"They have at least three peak Douluo-level beings, as well as titled Douluo like Wang Dong'er and Dugu Bo, and top-tier Soul Douluo like Ji Juechen, Niu Gao, and Yang Wudi!"

"This power is enough to sweep away any single force on the continent!" (Of course, this excludes the Spirit Hall.)

He looked around, his voice carrying an undeniable sense of reality: "Forcing a war would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock!"

"Not only will it fail to avenge my fourth brother, but it will also drag the entire empire into an abyss of no return!"

"The foundation of the empire and its millions of citizens will all be destroyed in an instant!"

"Is this what Father Emperor and all the officials want to see?"

Xue Qinghe's words were like a cold hammer of reality, striking heavily on everyone's hearts.

The imperial court was deathly silent.

Those military officers who were originally enraged by the avalanche were now as if they had been choked, their faces flushed but they were speechless.

Multiple titled Douluo, especially peak Douluo, are beings that transcend ordinary armies and are a true strategic deterrent force!

The Heavenly Dou Empire is simply not qualified to compete with the Beast God Pavilion!
Emperor Xueye closed his eyes in anguish. Xue Qinghe's words had only reopened the bloody reality in his heart. He waved his hand weakly, signaling Xue Qinghe to continue.

Xue Qinghe bowed slightly and continued, "Father, I believe that fortune and misfortune are intertwined."

"The Beast God Pavilion's forces are entrenched within my Tiandou territory. While they may seem like a threat, they could actually be an opportunity."

"Opportunity?" Emperor Xueye opened his eyes, a hint of doubt in them.

“Exactly.” Xue Qinghe spoke eloquently, “Firstly, although the Beast God Pavilion is strong, its foundation lies in the Heavenly Battle, and its main target may not be our royal family.”

"As long as we do not provoke them or even take the initiative to make amends, we may be able to coexist peacefully with them, or even... turn enemies into friends."

"Secondly, the Beast God Pavilion has so many top experts, and its influence is unparalleled."

"If we can establish a good relationship with them, even if it is only a nominal peace, our Heavenly Dou Empire will gain an unprecedented advantage in attracting talent and deterring neighboring villains, thanks to the prestige of the Beast God Pavilion!"

"Third,"

His gaze swept over Xue Beng, who was still staring at him with resentment, and his voice turned cold: "The root of this disaster lies with my fourth brother... He spoke arrogantly and acted frivolously, openly insulting Pavilion Master Linghan and those around him, thus offending the powerful. He deserves what he got! If he hadn't provoked him first, given the magnanimity shown by Pavilion Master Linghan (he only crippled Xue Beng and did not kill him on the spot), he might not have been so insistent on demanding the academy."

(End of this chapter)