Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

A cold snort, like a thunderclap, rang in his ears. Flander groaned, his body spun halfway in the air, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, as the Cat-Owl Martial Soul instantly possessed him.

The one who uttered the cold snort was none other than Pope Bibidon.

A massive golden light rose silently from behind her, and nine brilliant spirit rings instantly appeared.

The immense pressure instantly rendered Flander unable to move, forcing him to kneel stiffly on the ground.

Flander's expression changed.

Although he had already guessed that the Pope should have reached the level of a Title Douluo, he never imagined that the Pope would be so powerful.

Although both are titled Douluo, Tang Hao is completely unable to achieve the level of Bibi Dong!

Even more terrifying...

It's the nine spirit rings on the Pope's body.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.

If the first eight spirit rings weren't too surprising, then the final spirit ring, shining with a crystalline red light, was enough to shock everyone present, including the titled Douluo.

The red spirit ring represents...

It is the supreme existence among all spirit rings; it is a 100,000-year spirit ring that can only appear on a 100,000-year spirit beast!

In the world of Soul Masters, the 100,000-year Soul Ring has always been hailed as the number one treasure.

That's no joke.

If a 100,000-year-old soul beast is hunted down, in addition to its 100,000-year-old soul ring, it will also inevitably drop a soul bone.

The two are combined into one.

If absorbed by a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse, then that Soul Douluo will evolve into a Title Douluo.

Their strength will far surpass that of their peers.

A 100,000-year spirit ring may sound like it's only one level below a 10,000-year spirit ring, but all the Earthly Title Douluos know just how huge the difference is.

A soul beast with a 100,000-year soul ring.

It could be said to have truly become a spirit, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and was only one step away from breaking through the void and soaring away. (This is how it was described in the beginning of the first installment of the series.)

In the world of soul beasts, they hold a position similar to that of titled Douluo among soul masters.

Throughout the entire continent, the known number of Title Douluo is extremely small, no more than twenty, and those who possess a 100,000-year soul ring are even fewer.

A 100,000-year-old soul beast is extremely rare and incredibly powerful.

If it's not a team with absolute strength to capture it, and only with a certain amount of luck...

It's simply impossible to obtain.

I saw that red 100,000-year soul ring.

Flander's expression changed drastically. He knew that if he took any further action, he would inevitably face Bibi Dong's terrifying suppression.

That was something he, a Soul Saint at only level 70, could never withstand.

Liu Erlong looked at Flander with a complicated expression...

Seeing that he hadn't been killed, she breathed a slight sigh of relief. She had long advised Flander to stay away from Yu Xiaogang, but he wouldn't listen.

Both Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo are very fast.

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Tang San, and had even released his martial soul.

Each of them had nine spirit rings circulating around their bodies.

Just this moment.

Three Title Douluos wielding Martial Souls appeared in the square.

For the Soul Master world

This can definitely be considered a grand event.

Tang San looked grim, never expecting the Spirit Hall to bully the weak in this way!

"Are you coming?"

Davis suddenly looked up at the sky... his expression became inscrutable.

Chapter 749 Muddy Waters

Davis finished speaking.

A deep voice suddenly rang out from high above.

With the support of soul power, it was as if it exploded in the air.

"A chrysanthemum, a little devil. How dare you both harm my son? Get out of my way!"

Upon hearing this voice, Tang San, who had been tense all over, suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with surprise.

Meanwhile, Pope Bibidon's expression turned even colder.

He released the pressure he exerted on Flander and gazed into the sky.

A low, explosive sound.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, the two titled Douluos, were bounced back like cannonballs.

Their expressions changed simultaneously...

Despite being titled Douluo, they faced this outcome when they attacked simultaneously.

This is the first time in many years.

Two black figures appeared silently in mid-air.

It floated there quietly...

It was as if they were meant to belong there.

One of the middle-aged men, who appeared to be in his fifties, was tall and robust, but his attire was rather unappealing.

He wore a tattered robe, without even a patch, revealing his pale skin underneath. His once handsome features were now covered with a waxy yellow hue.

He looked listless, his hair was a mess like a bird's nest, and his beard looked like it hadn't been groomed in ages, with the roots already turned white.

The middle-aged man standing next to him was much more refined.

His face was smooth without any wrinkles, but there was a cross-shaped scar on his left forehead. His hair was black and white, and he combed it very straight and meticulously.

He wore a long black robe, his strong body stood ramrod straight, and his sharp aura was terrifying.

They were arrogant and showed no respect or courtesy whatsoever.

"dad……"

Seeing the figure in the air...

The usually strong Tang San seemed to have broken down.

Even when he decided to be crushed by Ye Qiu, the tears that he hadn't shed finally overflowed from his eyes, and two difficult words were slowly uttered from his mouth.

Yes!

This disheveled man appeared out of nowhere, suspended in mid-air.

He was Tang San's father.

Compared to their last meeting, Tang Hao only looked a little paler; otherwise, he hadn't changed at all.

Behind him, an enormous black hammer floated out of thin air.

"Tang Hao."

Bibi Dong let out a fierce shout, staring at Tang Hao in the air with resentment in her eyes, almost spitting fire.

He also looked at another person.

"Who are you?!"

"Your Holiness, it's truly unreasonable for you to target students of my Heavenly Dou Royal Academy..."

Mo Wuchang's voice was calm.

Looking down at the Sword Douluo staring intently at him, he couldn't help but restrain his sword intent.

"The Heaven Dou Royal Academy? Does your Heaven Dou Empire intend to be an enemy of my Spirit Hall?!"

Bibi Dong's voice was cold, and the spirit rings beneath her feet shimmered with light.

"Haha...why not!"

Mo Wuchang laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

"presumptuous--!"

Xue Qinghe's expression changed drastically, and he immediately stepped forward to reprimand him, even calling him by his name.

"Mo Wuchang, who gave you the right to represent my Heavenly Dou Empire!"

Xue Qinghe's face was grim...