Douluo: The Throne of Ice

Chapter 28 The Grand High Priest of Xingluo, a Surname Vanished in History

After a moment of silence in the hall, Xu Jiawei's mood gradually calmed down. His mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts, but he quickly settled on the most practical issue.

"Distinguished guests, the human world is different from the far north, with many worldly shackles and constraints. If you two do not mind, I will personally resolve your issues regarding your identities later. Furthermore, all your expenses in the human world will be borne by the Star Luo Kingdom's treasury as a token of my sincerity."

Xue Di nodded gently, not refusing Xu Jiawei's offer. She paused for a moment, then spoke softly:

"You don't need to worry that Bing'er and I will harm the humans in this city or your royal family. The premise of cooperation is mutual trust and the unreserved exchange of information and benefits. I can sense that you still have concerns about us, but that's normal. From another perspective, in this vast city, the only person I would even glance at is probably that old man behind you..."

Xu Jiawei remained expressionless. He had long heard of Xue Di's reputation. As the overlord of the far north and the third strongest on the list of ferocious land beasts in the world, it would be a real joke if he couldn't detect her presence.

Following Xue Di's gaze, to the left of Xu Jiawei's seat, the space seemed to distort slightly, and an old, gaunt figure slowly walked out, exuding an aura of decay and decline. In an instant, the light in the entire hall seemed to dim considerably.

Xue Di narrowed her eyes slightly. She sensed a faint sense of danger from the old human man in front of her who was on the verge of death. Previously, the old man had hidden himself in the shadows, and his aura seemed to be concealed by something. If his true form were revealed, Xue Di would indeed feel something was amiss.

Ice Empress looked at the old man with a hint of wariness in her eyes. In her perception, the strength of the person in front of her seemed to be around level 98, just like her. However, his aura was too strange, as if he was deliberately hiding something.

She stared at the old man, his beautiful golden eyes wide open. In her memory, when had the empire ever had such a powerful figure…

After racking her brains for a while, Xu Jiujiu finally found a blurry figure deep in her memory. The memories of that year gradually overlapped with reality, and Xu Jiujiu couldn't help but clench her clothes tightly. Then she whispered to Shu Yan:

"This person... is the Grand Elder of the Star Luo Royal Hall. I met him once when my elder brother broke through to the Title Douluo level."

A look of surprise appeared on Shu Yan's face, and his gaze towards the old man changed slightly.

The Star Luo Royal Hall of Worship has always been an extremely mysterious entity. Although its power and mystique are not as great as Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion, it is definitely one of the most powerful Soul Master organizations in the world. Most of its members are unknown to the world, and they only show themselves when the Star Luo Empire is in danger. Even Xu Jiawei could not mobilize the truly mysterious and powerful members without sufficient reason. This so-called Grand Elder only exists in the mouths of others, and almost no one has seen his true face. And now, such a person has actually appeared before everyone's eyes, which is more than just astonishing...

Xu Jiawei slowly stood up, sensing the old man's increasingly frail and declining aura. His expression darkened, and after a moment of silence, he said softly:

"I'm sorry to trouble you this time, Elder Qian..."

The old man, known as the Thousand Elders, slowly raised his head. A distinct scar marked his aged and withered face. His cloudy eyes were filled with a sense of vicissitude and peace. With just one glance, one was as if lost in thought, and one's heart trembled uncontrollably.

"It's alright. I've been sitting for years, and now that I've finally come out to stretch my muscles, if I don't breathe in some fresh air, I'm afraid my body will become no different from a dried-up corpse."

The old man's tone was surprisingly gentle. He looked Xu Jiawei up and down, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. His thin body leaned on a black cane and slowly took a few steps forward. Xu Jiawei wanted to help him, but the old man waved him off. His cloudy gaze looked down at the stage, and when it fell on the two Ice and Snow Emperors, it changed slightly. The two Ice and Snow Emperors also looked in this direction almost simultaneously. Three different auras collided in the air. The next moment, three completely different soul power fluctuations—ice blue, dark green, and dark gold—collided violently in the sky above the hall. The white light was blinding. Xu Jiawei did not move an inch, while Shu Yan protected Xu Jiujiu and retreated a little distance, his eyes also observing the changes in the situation.

The white light slowly faded, and the old man staggered back three or four steps. His aura became slightly chaotic, and his gaze swept past the Ice Emperor before turning to the Snow Emperor, a strange sense of emotion in his eyes.

"Is this the power of the Limit Douluo level? As expected, it is worlds apart from that of the Super Douluo, and cannot be compared at all."

A hint of surprise appeared in Xue Di's eyes. She carefully scanned the old man's entire body, and then she said softly:

"Human, you are powerful, but this does not seem to be your limit. Your limit seems to be restrained by something. There seems to be some secret within you."

The old man smiled calmly and said casually:

"It's all ancient history, just a sacrifice made to become stronger. A single thought can make all the difference. You are the Northern Emperor, and I am Qian Gu Chao Sheng. As you can see, you are the Grand Elder of the Star Luo Offering Hall. I have long heard of the Emperor's reputation, and now that I see you, it is indeed well-deserved."

"For all eternity..."

Shu Yan slowly loosened her slender waist, silently repeating the surname that seemed to have been lost to history, and began to have some guesses in her mind.

Xue Di nodded slightly. Qian Gu Chao Sheng was very strong and had a secret hidden within him, which was enough to earn her respect. This was a privilege unique to the strong.

Hyotei looked at Yuki-tei and Chiko Asao, clenched her small fists tightly, then stood up and called out to Chiko Asao:

"Hello!"

"Old Deng! How dare you ignore me? I'm not weak either! Why do you only praise Xue'er? If you don't give me a reason today, believe me, I'll beat you up right now!"

Despite Hyotei's seemingly "broken defense," Chiko Asahi merely smiled, unconcerned. Leaning on his black cane, he took a few more steps, a hint of benevolence appearing in his eyes as he looked at Hyotei and spoke:

"Little girl, you should follow the same principle as me: strength is paramount and the strong rule. I can tell you very clearly that you are strong, but you are no match for me. If you don't believe me, you are welcome to try..."

Hyotei waved her arms, her eyes filled with rage as she looked at Chiko Asahi. She admitted that this seemingly calm old man had successfully transformed into a hateful figure in her eyes. All she wanted to do now was give him a good beating and let him witness the power of Hyotei!

The Snow Empress, somewhat helplessly, stopped the Ice Empress, whose body was surging with fighting spirit, and then said softly:

"Bing'er, stop fooling around. You are indeed no match for him. If you don't believe me, you'll find out soon enough."

Hearing Xue Di's words, Bing Di was a little dumbfounded. Xue Di's attitude was very serious, and she could clearly sense that Xue Di was not joking. Xue Di's judgment was usually not wrong. Could it be that she was really no match for this old man on the other side?

Seeing the Ice Emperor lower his head in frustration, the Snow Emperor was also filled with helplessness. Even though Qian Gu Chao Sheng looked like a candle flickering in the wind, the Snow Emperor could clearly sense the terrifying power hidden in his broken body. The Ice Emperor could fight him and contend with him, but winning was almost impossible.

Just as Hyotei was taking the opportunity to doubt himself in Yuki-tei's arms, Qian Gu Chaosheng smiled silently. His gaze shifted again, finally settling on Shu Yan, who was standing to the side.

The gentle golden soul power carried an irresistible domineering force. Before Shu Yan could even release his martial soul, he was imprisoned by this golden soul power, suspended in mid-air and completely unable to resist.

The old man's aged voice, tinged with a soft laugh, rang in Shu Yan's ears. Shu Yan felt the hairs on his body stand on end, as if he had seen something more terrifying than a ferocious beast...

(End of this chapter)