Douluo Continent: The Storytelling Immortal King, Shocking the Entire Continent

At that moment, her small hands holding the carrot were trembling slightly.

"Are soul beasts really only fit to be beasts in your eyes..." Xiao Wu bit her lower lip and murmured forlornly to herself.

But at this moment, Tang San's attention was entirely on Su Chen on the stage, and he didn't notice Xiao Wu's strange behavior at all.

Instead of seeming to enjoy the drama, he leaned back comfortably in his chair, arms crossed, looking every bit the part of a spectator.

He is waiting.

Let's see how this arrogant storyteller will react with panic and disarray when faced with questions from numerous Soul Masters.

Watch as he is driven out of the teahouse by the angry Soul Masters like a stray dog ​​after his lie is completely exposed!

"Let's see how you handle this."

However, just when everyone thought that the handsome storyteller on the stage would be terrified by this scene and even kneel down to beg for mercy,

On the high platform, Su Chen showed not a trace of panic.

"Snapped!"

His expression was aloof, and he slowly closed the folding fan in his hand.

Then he lowered his eyes slightly, looking down at the arrogant burly man.

"You can't talk about ice with a summer insect, and you can't talk about the sea with a frog in a well."

Su Chen spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but clear and resonant throughout the hall:

"The soul beasts in your eyes are nothing more than insignificant creatures on this tiny piece of land, uncivilized wild beasts."

"And the plants you see are nothing more than weeds that you can pick at will."

"But in that vast and boundless perfect world, the Willow God I speak of can kill you a thousand times with just a single willow leaf."

"You dare to make such wild guesses? It's utterly foolish and laughable!"

"You're asking for it!"

Upon hearing this, the burly man who had been publicly humiliated as a frog in a well instantly flew into a rage and was about to attack.

"A penniless piece of trash who doesn't even have soul power dares to yell at me!"

"What a load of bullshit about the Willow God, what a load of bullshit about Perfect World!"

As he spoke, the burly man's eyes widened in fury. He began to mock Su Chen's description of the world, then suddenly took a step forward, his soul power erupting forth.

"I'll tear down your pathetic platform today and rip your filthy mouth to shreds!"

"I'll show you who the real God is!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge phantom of an armored bear appeared behind him, with four spirit rings—white, yellow, purple, and purple—rising up in succession!

This is actually a fourth-ring Soul Master!

"Die, you son of a bitch!"

With a deafening roar, the burly man suddenly exerted force with both legs and pounced straight towards Su Chen on the high platform like a maddened beast!

The heavy bear claws attacked with astonishing force, seemingly capable of tearing through the air, and were incredibly fast, about to smash Su Chen's head!

The heavy bear claws were about to fall, and were only inches away from that handsome face.

Everyone instinctively held their breath.

Tang San's lips curled into a wider smile, as if he could already see the arrogant storyteller being splattered with blood on the spot.

In the private room on the second floor, Sword Douluo Chen Xin frowned slightly. He was about to raise his hand to block with his sword energy when Ning Fengzhi subtly pressed down on his arm.

"Charm?"

"Uncle Jian, take another look." Ning Fengzhi's gaze was deep as he stared intently at the high platform.

"If he dares to spout such nonsense in the Heavenly Dou Imperial City, he must have something to rely on..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Chen, facing a full-force attack from a fourth-ring Soul Master on the high platform, didn't even lift an eyelid.

He did not release his martial spirit, and there was not even the slightest fluctuation of soul power around him.

He simply held the folding fan with a calm expression, and with the support of the system's invincible domain, he casually moved forward a little, his movements as gentle as if he were brushing aside a fallen leaf.

"Buzz..."

The moment the folding fan was touched, time seemed to be forcibly frozen in the entire Listening to the Rain Pavilion by some irresistible force!

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable terrifying force descended from the sky, crushing the arrogant Ironclad Bear Soul Master to the ground, forcing him to kneel heavily.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the Soul Master convulsed and completely fainted.

This was only because Su Chen held back; otherwise, he could have easily killed him within the Listening Rain Pavilion!

Seeing that the person with no soul power fluctuations around him had so easily suppressed a Soul Master, the many listeners who had been noisy and waiting to watch the show just a second ago were completely stunned.

The expressions on everyone's faces froze, especially Tang San's.

"How is this possible?" He was filled with horror.

His prized Purple Demon Eyes were completely blinded by how the person on the high platform made their move!

Without martial spirit or soul power, he merely touched it with a fan?

Xiao Wu, standing to the side, stared blankly with her mouth agape, completely unaware that the carrot in her hand had fallen onto the table.

Meanwhile, in the private room on the second floor.

With a clang, the lid of the teacup in Sword Douluo Chen Xin's hand slipped off and hit the rim of the cup.

This peak level 96 expert suddenly stood up, looking down with a shocked expression.

"If this isn't soul power, then what is it?"

"I...can't see through him at all!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi, who was standing to the side, also felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't help but gasp.

However, just as everyone's minds went blank.

Su Chen didn't even glance at the Soul Master who was suppressed on the ground, and simply said:

"Throw it out."

"He is stripped of his right to listen to audiobooks and shall never set foot in Tingyuxuan again."

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible force appeared again, and then, like a giant hand, it grabbed the Soul Master and threw him like trash from the gate of Tingyuxuan onto the long street.

After doing all this, Su Chen slowly lowered his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the silent crowd below, and said:

"Perfect timing, let me set a rule."

"In Tingyu Pavilion, we only talk about romance and not about grudges."

"When Mr. Su is telling stories, he forbids anyone from using violence or making noise."

"Those who disobey orders, whether you are a high-ranking Title Douluo or a so-called god in this world..."

At this point, Su Chen unfolded his folding fan and gently waved it in front of his chest:

"Suppress them all."

!!!

Upon hearing this, not only Tang San, but even the hidden Title Douluos were astonished.

Arrogant, domineering, simply unparalleled!

But looking at the clueless four-ring Soul Master outside the door, and feeling the lingering aura in the air that made people want to kneel, not a single person dared to utter a word of rebuttal!

Tang San felt a burning pain in his cheeks, as if he had been slapped dozens of times in public.

He had just been mentally declaring the other person a fraudulent good-for-nothing.

In the blink of an eye, the other party crushed a Soul Master in a dimension that he could not comprehend at all!

If that oppressive aura from the other party was directed at him...

Thinking of this, a chill suddenly ran down Tang San's spine.

……

After this battle, rumors about the storyteller of Tingyuxuan quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys of Tiandou City, as if they had grown wings.

Some people confidently asserted that a peerless Douluo, who had lived in seclusion, was hiding in this teahouse.

Of course, some people scoffed, thinking that it was just suppressing a Soul Master, yet they dared to make a big fuss and challenge Title Douluos and gods.

Regardless of the outside world's reaction, Tingyuxuan's reputation has indeed been elevated once again in the turbulent Tiandou Imperial City, and shrouded in an unfathomable veil.

……

Inside the teahouse, the storytelling continues.

"I apologize for disturbing you all. Let's get back to the main topic."

He smiled slightly, as if he hadn't been the one who had just suppressed the Soul Sect with a flick of his sleeve.

"Snapped!"

The gavel is tapped lightly.

"As mentioned earlier, the sacred spirit of this Stone Village is an old willow tree that was charred by lightning."

Su Chen continued speaking in a calm tone.

"In this perilous wilderness, there are countless powerful and ferocious beasts."

"However, as long as this charred willow tree takes root at the entrance of the village, not a single one of those ancient remnants that could easily flatten the cities you know will dare to set foot in Stone Village."

"It does not speak, it does not utter a word."

"Just quietly basking in the light of the sun, moon, and stars, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth."

"Only that single, tender green branch, emitting a faint glow in the night breeze, sheltered this small patch of land."

Su Chen did not exaggerate the realm of Liu Shen, but instead used an extremely restrained description to gradually outline the mysterious feeling of "the greatest form is formless, the greatest sound is silent".

After witnessing that shocking scene, the audience members below the stage no longer held any of their previous contempt.

Everyone sat up straight, even slowing their breathing.

The existence that can be so highly praised by this unfathomable Mr. Su must be hiding an earth-shattering secret, even if it is just a piece of charred wood!

And who knows, it might be related to his mysterious and unpredictable power!

However, at that moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a light blue outfit, whose martial soul characteristics clearly indicated that he was a plant-type soul master, couldn't help but swallow hard in the front row of the hall.

Then, mustering his courage, he stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said:

"Mr. Su."

"You said that the Willow God protects this area, and even ancient species dare not approach it."

"If I may be so bold as to ask, since both are plant-based, how is this Willow God different from the Blue Silver Grass, which is found everywhere on our Douluo Continent?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San, who was still trying his best to calm himself down, suddenly raised his head and stared intently at the high platform.

Blue Silver Grass, that's his martial soul!

In an instant, all eyes in the hall were once again focused on Su Chen, awaiting the mysterious storyteller's answer.

Faced with the plant-type Soul Master's trembling question, the entire Tingyu Pavilion fell silent once again.

Everyone was waiting for Su Chen's answer.

Tang San, especially, was in the corner, his hands gripping the hem of his clothes tightly, his breathing becoming rapid involuntarily.

That was his martial spirit, and one of his most prized trump cards!

He wanted to hear just how much this arrogant storyteller dared to praise a broken willow tree!

Meanwhile, on the high platform.

Upon hearing this, Su Chen was slightly taken aback at first, then chuckled softly:

"Blue Silver Grass?"

He didn't answer immediately, but instead gently shook his folding fan and shook his head slightly, saying:

"Not to mention the Blue Silver Grass that can be found everywhere on this continent."

"It is the Blue Silver Emperor, which is said to have cultivated for 100,000 years and is revered as the emperor of the plant class in your world."

"He is not even worthy to carry the shoes of the Goddess Liu."

"No, to be precise, even if ten thousand 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor plants were tied together, they wouldn't even qualify as a handful of nutrients for the roots of the Willow God!"

These words caused another uproar in the room!

mad! So crazy!

Even a Blue Silver Emperor that's 100,000 years old isn't worthy of being used as fertilizer?

That's a 100,000-year-old soul beast! It's an unparalleled treasure that would make even a Title Douluo envious!

"Mr. Su, isn't this... isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?" The Soul Master who asked the question was clearly not expected to hear Su Chen's answer, and immediately widened his eyes to ask again.

"exaggerate?"

"The vastness of higher dimensions is beyond the comprehension of a frog in a well at a lower dimension."

"No matter how strong the Blue Silver Emperor is, he can only manipulate a few vines in this tiny place and bully lowly beasts."

"Even if the Willow God is reduced to a mere withered piece of wood, a single drop of its sap can revive the dead and restore flesh to bones, bringing millions of lives back to life."

"A single fallen leaf can contain a divine kingdom, and even sever the river of time!"

"Trying to use Blue Silver Grass to scam the Willow Goddess?"

"It's like trying to compete with the bright moon in the sky by using mud on the ground; it's just asking for humiliation."

Hearing this, Tang San, who was in the corner, finally couldn't hold back anymore and broke down.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his face had turned a deep liver color; he was clearly furious.

"Bullshit! Utter nonsense!"

"Our teacher said, there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters!"

"My Blue Silver Grass has limitless potential, how could it not even be worthy of being fertilizer for a broken willow tree!"

"This Su Chen doesn't understand the core theories of Martial Souls at all. He's deliberately belittling Douluo Continent and elevating his own fabricated world!"

"Is he even a member of the Douluo Continent?! He's a traitor!"

Although Tang San was furious and gritted his teeth, he dared not raise his voice too loudly.

After all, Su Chen's method of suppressing the Soul Sect from a distance was still fresh in everyone's mind.

Just then, another elderly man in the hall stood up, cupped his hands in a gesture of bewilderment, and said:

"Mr. Su, there is something I don't understand."

"You just said that higher dimensions crush lower dimensions, but you also said that in that great wilderness, the human race can only barely survive and be used as food by pure-blooded ferocious beasts."

"Could it be that in that so-called higher-dimensional world, beasts also dominate, and humans are like mere weeds?"

"Isn't this completely the opposite of how Soul Masters in our Douluo Continent hunt Soul Beasts?"

This question immediately resonated with everyone.

Yup!

You make that world sound so amazing, but humans are actually living such miserable lives, being eaten by wild animals every day.

Upon hearing this, Su Chen quickly closed his folding fan and said with a sharp look in his eyes.

"The Great Wilderness is nothing more than a remote and abandoned place in that vast and perfect world."

"Do you really think that humans are destined to be slaughtered by beasts in that world?"

"Wrong, terribly wrong!"

"In the nine heavens and ten earths, in that boundless immortal realm, the human race also has supreme powerhouses who have suppressed all ages!"

"We call him, the Celestial King!"