Douluo: Reincarnation of Pineapple Blowing Snow, the Fruit Treasure returns!

The older Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall stood with his arms crossed, looking at Pineapple Snow and her group, who were being besieged by the Spirit Hall members, with utter contempt.

In his eyes, these were nothing more than little kids with five-ring soul power.

In his view, the Spirit Hall had gone to such lengths to deal with them, and these little guys should be incredibly proud of themselves.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a mocking smile curving his lips, and thought to himself:

"For a few greenhorns to be so taken seriously by the Spirit Hall is quite an achievement for them. Hmph, how could anyone possibly kill a Title Douluo with the power of a fifth-ring cultivator? It's simply a fantasy. His Holiness the Pope must have been too cautious and overestimated their abilities."

In his mind, the gap between a Title Douluo and a Soul King was like an insurmountable chasm.

Those rumors about a five-ringed warrior killing a titled Douluo are nothing but nonsense. He firmly believes that these few youngsters in front of him have no chance of winning against the Spirit Hall's powerful offensive; their annihilation is only a matter of time.

At this moment, the battlefield was ablaze with light as various soul skills collided, producing deafening sounds.

But this old titled Douluo stood firmly in place, looking as if victory was already assured, as if the outcome of this battle was already predetermined.

He looked at Pineapple Snow and the others who were fighting hard as if they were a few ants struggling in a corner, and did not take them seriously at all.

Just as the old titled Douluo was full of contempt, certain that the few "five-ring kids" in front of him would be defeated, an unexpected change suddenly occurred.

Pineapple Snowflakes had a solemn expression, but her eyes burned with a resolute flame.

Without hesitation, he swiftly drew the Crimson Sky Sword from his waist. The sword gleamed with a chilling light, as if echoing its master's will.

Immediately afterwards, he raised the Crimson Sky Sword high, and with every ounce of strength in his body, shouted at the heavens:

"Pineapple Mech, back in position!"

This shout, like a thunderclap, pierced through the clamor of the battlefield, making the surrounding air buzz.

In an instant, a vast and mysteriously powerful aura, like a surging tsunami, suddenly surged into the arena with overwhelming force. The previously calm air was instantly thrown into chaos by this aura, emitting a sharp "whooshing" sound, as if it were being frantically stirred by an invisible giant hand.

Immediately afterwards, the ground suddenly shone brightly, and a huge and incredibly complex magic array slowly appeared.

Above the magic circle, the lines shimmered with strange and dazzling light. The runes flowed endlessly like living things, emitting ancient and powerful energy that was terrifying, as if telling a mysterious story from a distant era.

As the light from the magic array intensified like the blazing sun, the clouds in the sky instantly changed color.

The thick clouds seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, rapidly gathering and churning wildly. Lightning flashed within the clouds, as if brewing a cataclysmic storm.

Suddenly, a beam of light so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, like a giant blade that split the heavens, shot down from the clouds and landed precisely on the magic array.

Amidst the wide-eyed, speechless shock of the crowd, Pineapple War Treasure slowly emerged from the magic circle.

It was a mecha that shone with a bright yellow metallic luster, like a newly risen sun, radiating an eye-catching brilliance.

Its body is enormous and agile, every line is full of power, showing unparalleled majesty, like a war god from ancient mythology, proudly descending to the world.

Pineapple Warrior wields two swords, both radiating a yellow light. Mysterious runes flow across the blades, as if they contain boundless power.

The blades were incredibly sharp, their reflected light sending chills down one's spine. The twin swords had a unique design, with intricate patterns carved on the hilts, perfectly complementing the overall style of the mecha, showcasing both a sense of grandeur and a fierce, ruthless aura.

"What...what kind of monster is this?"

A high-ranking Soul Master from the Spirit Hall finally couldn't help but shout out, his voice filled with terror and disbelief, as if he had seen a terrifying existence beyond his comprehension.

A deathly silence fell over the entire hall. Everyone was stunned by the sudden and utterly shocking scene before them, frozen in place as if time itself had stood still. (End of Chapter)