Douluo Continent: The World Shines with Stars

Chapter 124 Refusal to Participate in the War

"Di Tian, ​​we have destroyed too many human cities. It's time to stop."

"Demon spirit, you are far too cowardly."

"Bear, you were defeated by that descendant of the angel god last time, yet you still dare to speak so arrogantly."

Di Tian stood above the beast tide, listening to the arguments of the ferocious beasts around him. The ordinary soul masters from a few cities were not enough for him; these soul masters did not have the strength to hunt down a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

He turned his gaze toward the direction of the Beast Suppression City, where the titled Douluo of these powerful forces were the main force hunting down ten-thousand-year and one-hundred-thousand-year soul beasts.

The reason why Di Tian did not intervene and allowed Qian Daoliu to defeat Xiong Jun was because they had already reached their limit in slaughtering the cities near the Star Dou Great Forest.

Once they kill Qian Daoliu, these titled Douluo will definitely flee at the mere sight of him. At that time, killing them might require unleashing a beast tide that sweeps across the entire Douluo Continent, which would certainly attract the attention of the gods. The Silver Dragon King absolutely cannot be exposed.

Since that's the case, let these Title Douluos come to us of their own accord. Di Tian quietly waited for the humans to assemble their forces, full of confidence in his own strength and the strength of the soul beasts.

Only by defeating and crippling these humans this time will they dare not come to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt 100,000-year-old soul beasts again, and will also buy time for the master to recover.

Meanwhile, on the walls of Beast Suppression City, various forces had already set up defenses, with soldiers from the two empires covering the entire city wall as the most basic level of force.

The sects led by Haotian Sect, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Star Crown Sect are responsible for guarding one of the three sections of the city wall. They are few in number and are mainly responsible for dealing with the strong soul beasts.

"Sect Leader Xu, I never expected that our reunion would be like this."

"Yes, we'll have to ask Sect Leader Ning to give us some support later."

"No problem, but I wonder who this masked Your Majesty behind you is?"

"This is a junior member of my Star Crown Sect. Didn't Bone Douluo meet you before?"

"Is that so? Congratulations, Sect Leader Xu."

Ning Fengzhi watched the sect leader leave with a smile. The Bone Douluo beside him seemed to have thought of something and whispered a few words in his ear, which stirred up a wave in his heart.

This masked man is the young Star Crown Sect member who obtained the spirit ring that Uncle Bone saw back then. So, the Star Crown Sect still has at least two Title Douluos guarding it. It's really thriving.

Ning Fengzhi thought of the two elders in the Haotian Sect who had just broken through to the title level, and he almost lost control of his expression. In all these years, it seems that only their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has not produced a new titled Douluo.

However, it should be soon. Before he came out, he gave the two ten-thousand-year soul bones he obtained from the Haotian Sect to a trusted retainer. This time when he returns, he may be able to complete the breakthrough, and then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will also be able to have three titles.

Standing at the forefront of the city wall, among the Haotian Sect members, Tang Xiao crossed his arms and stared sharply at the distant beast tide. This time, he was determined to make Haotian Sect famous and let the world see what the strongest offensive weapon spirit in the world was.

Tang Ziyi, standing beside him, sensed something was amiss. He looked at the Star Crown Sect Master and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master chatting happily in the distance and felt a sense of foreboding.

Looking around the vicinity of the Haotian Sect, there was not a single sect or family besides Titan. Even the Po Clan and the Yu Clan, who had always followed the Haotian Sect's lead, were now standing behind the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Oh no, the Haotian Sect has been isolated by all the other sects on the continent.

"Sect Master, let's go and greet Sect Master Ning."

"unnecessary."

Tang Xiao refused decisively. He still remembered how Ning Fengzhi had tricked him out of two ten-thousand-year soul bones. If he had absorbed those two soul bones, he would definitely not still be at level ninety-two.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Tang Xiao, Tang Ziyi sighed helplessly and walked towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's group. He had to consider the Clear Sky Sect. If they were separated from the mainland sects, even with four titles, they would definitely not be able to resist the Spirit Hall's attack.

Both spirit beasts and humans are preparing; war could break out at any moment. Everyone on the Douluo Continent is waiting for the final outcome of the war, including Tang San.

He was currently in a forest outside Soto City, learning the unique skill of the Haotian Sect, the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, from his father.

Sweat poured onto the ground as Tang San swung his hammer one last time, slamming the Clear Sky Hammer to the ground and leaning against it, panting heavily.

Then he looked at his father, who was sitting under a tree, leaning against the trunk, with his eyes closed, chugging cheap liquor, and walked over to him.

"Father, the beast tide has broken out. I heard that Haotian Sect has already gone there. Aren't you going?"

"No, the Spirit Hall prides itself on justice, so naturally they should be the ones to resist the beast tide."

"So that's how it is."

Tang San returned to his original spot and continued practicing, but a question lingered in his mind: even though the Tang Clan he belonged to in his previous life was an assassin sect, there were always people who would step forward when the Central Plains were invaded.

Why isn't his father supporting his sect now that humans and spirit beasts are fighting? This is a war between races! For the first time, he began to doubt his father's imposing image.

"Perhaps it's because of my mother."

Tang San comforted himself and continued practicing, while Tang Hao, lying under the tree, picked up the wine jug again, took a sip, and opened his eyes to look at his son wielding the Clear Sky Hammer.

If he could, he would certainly like to resist the beast tide and make the Clear Sky Sect famous, but now he has lost an arm and his soul power is permanently stuck at level 91. Once he shows himself, the Spirit Hall will know his true strength.

War is no child's play, let alone the complex and diverse human forces that gather here. Each force has its own ulterior motives. They not only have to defend against the attacks of soul beasts, but also have to be wary of their own people using underhanded tactics.

Tang Hao was worried about the Clear Sky Sect members who were participating in the battle. The beast tide was dangerous, but the Spirit Hall was even more dangerous. Brother Xiao, you must be careful.

……

In the nearby city of Soto, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang was also drinking alone. He naturally knew about the beast tide, and the news of the various sects participating in the war reminded him of the already destroyed Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, as well as his deceased father.

If it weren't for the Spirit Hall, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would surely have shone brightly in this war, Yu Xiaogang thought to himself. Due to his weak constitution and inability to hold his liquor, he completely passed out on the table.

Finally, Flander knocked on the door and came in, carrying him to the bed. He knew just how much pressure his friend was under; the tragic deaths of Erlong and the hatred of his clan's extermination had been weighing heavily on him.

Now that Tang San is constantly training under the guidance of the Haotian Douluo, his friend has no opportunity to use his abilities and is depressed all day long, only able to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

(End of this chapter)