Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 334 The Offering Master Makes His Move! Suppressed
This is not over yet!

What's even more terrifying is that from the depths of the Papal Palace, towards the Hall of Worship, which symbolizes the highest combat power of the Spirit Hall and is usually mysterious and unpredictable, six more auras, like primordial beasts, suddenly erupted, like six rainbows tearing through the heavens and earth, arriving in an instant!

Leading the group was none other than the Second Elder, a level 98 peak Douluo, whose physique was as imposing as a mountain, with his hair and beard bristling and his face filled with rage and murderous intent! Dark golden light soared from his body, and the phantom of the Golden Crocodile King roared to the sky, its ferocious power overwhelming the world!

Following them are the third-ranked Azure Phoenix Douluo (level 97), the fourth-ranked Lion Douluo (level 97), the fifth-ranked Radiant Feather Douluo (level 96), the sixth-ranked Thousand-Pound Douluo (level 96), and the seventh-ranked Demon-Subduing Douluo (level 96)!

In the Hall of Offerings, everyone except the Grand Master Qian Daoliu was mobilized!

A full fifteen Title Douluos! Among them was the terrifying Golden Crocodile Douluo, a peak level 98 being! Their combined attack was simply earth-shattering!
The combined surge of soul power caused the entire Papal Palace plaza to tremble violently!
"My God! Fifteen Title Douluos?!"

"The Spirit Hall has gone mad! They're going to completely break ties and wipe out the Beast God Pavilion!"

"It's over! No matter how strong the Beast God Pavilion is, how could it possibly withstand fifteen Title Douluos?!"

"Run! Get away! We're going to get caught in the crossfire!"

The square instantly descended into utter chaos! Desperate cries and frantic escapes filled the air... The academy students, ordinary spectators, and even representatives of many smaller factions who had come to watch the match were terrified and desperately fled, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire of what was about to erupt—the largest battle of Title Douluos in hundreds of years!

Under the terrifying pressure of fifteen titled Douluo joining forces, they couldn't even muster the thought of resistance; the difference in strength was like heaven and earth!

Fifteen devastating attacks, like a meteor shower, carried terrifying energies of various attributes—sharp golden chrysanthemum blades, eerie black ghost claws, scorching flames, space-tearing claws, and indestructible dragon-shaped staff shadows… They enveloped the Beast God Pavilion stands from all directions, above and below, leaving no blind spots! Their aim was to wipe out Ling Han and the entire core of the Beast God Pavilion in a single blow!
Bibi Dong stood on the high platform, her purple eyes cold, looking at the Beast God Pavilion stands that were about to be swallowed by the light of destruction, a cruel and gleeful smile curving her lips.

Ling Han, no matter how high your talent or how deep your foundation, you are nothing but a mantis trying to stop a chariot in the face of absolute power! Today, I will use the blood of your Beast God Pavilion to rebuild the inviolable majesty of the Spirit Hall!

However, facing this deadly siege capable of annihilating any force in an instant, Ling Han's expression remained unchanged on the Beast God Pavilion's viewing platform. He didn't even glance at the deadly attacks hurtling towards him, but simply sighed softly, as if regretting something.

"As expected, it's come to this." Ling Han murmured, then his eyes suddenly sharpened like swords, and he uttered a clear shout:

"Since the Spirit Hall doesn't play by the rules, then let's fight!"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking—a sudden change occurred around the Beast God Pavilion's stands!

"Roar--!!!"

A desolate and domineering dragon's roar, seemingly from the ancient wilderness, accompanied by towering flames, suddenly erupted from one side of the stands!
A crimson figure shot into the sky like a volcanic eruption, blocking the attacks of several flames and lightning!

The man was two meters tall with a resolute face and a head of red hair like burning flames. He was none other than Long Chen, the vice sect master of the Wanlong Sect and a level 97 peak offensive-type battle soul master!
Beneath his feet were nine spirit rings: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red, radiating brilliant light and exuding a heart-palpitating pressure!
With the Crimson Flame Holy Dragon Martial Soul possessing him, his arms transformed into ferocious dragon claws, and he swung them fiercely forward: "Crimson Dragon Heaven-Burning Strike!" A crimson dragon composed entirely of extreme fire roared out, crashing violently into the attacks, unleashing a deafening explosion, with flames sweeping through the air!

"Wow—!"

At the same time, a clear, cold phoenix cry, seemingly capable of freezing the soul, rang out!
On the other side, endless cold air permeated the air, and a phantom of a phoenix with a wingspan of more than ten meters and a body made of crystal clear blue ice crystals condensed out. With a flap of its wings, countless sharp ice crystal feathers swept out like a blizzard, freezing and shattering all the wind blade attacks that were heading towards the stands!
Beneath the illusory image of the ice phoenix, a slender and aloof white figure emerged—it was Xue Qinglan, the head of the Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy and a level 97 peak control-type battle soul master!
The same top-tier combination of two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red stones adorned her feet, making her Extreme Ice Phoenix Martial Soul shine brilliantly! The aura of the 300,000-year-old Frost Dragon's torso and bones brought the chill around her to its extreme!

"Hiss—!" A seductive yet ferocious hiss rang out from behind Ling Han, and a dense, purplish-black dragon power erupted, transforming into a solid barrier that protected the area behind the stands.

Zi Ji, the Hell Demon Dragon King, a ferocious beast that has existed for two hundred thousand years, has not yet fully revealed her true form, but in her transformed state, her strength is comparable to a level 97 Super Douluo! The rich dark dragon power, with its devouring properties, quietly neutralized several insidious and cunning attacks as well as poison-attribute attacks.

Immediately afterwards, the sword rang out, and the sword energy soared into the sky! Sword Douluo Chen Xin held the Seven Kill Sword in his arms, took a step forward, and nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—pulsated with light under his feet, making him seem like a divine sword that had been drawn from its sheath!

"Sword Sweep in All Directions!" Countless condensed sword energies erupted from him, precisely intercepting and cutting through the incoming blades and energy impacts!

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, chuckled, his body swelling strangely, layers of pale, jade-like bones instantly enveloping him and part of the stands, "Bone Transformation Divine Dragon!"

A massive bone dragon-shaped fortress instantly took shape, firmly protecting Ling Han, Wang Dong'er, Wang Qiu'er, and Ye Lingling, among other support characters, and withstanding several heavy physical impacts!

Qi Xue drew her longsword, its light as cold as the moon. She unleashed her level 95 soul power without reservation, the sword light cascading like a silver river, protecting her flanks.

Wang Dong'er and Wang Qiu'er completed their Martial Soul Possession immediately! The wings of the Bright Dragon God Butterfly spread out, shining with seven-colored light, and their level 96 Soul Power surged.

The golden dragon's might was overwhelming, its pure power seemingly capable of crushing the void, its level ninety-eight aura completely undisguised! The two women, one on the left and one on the right, were like Ling Han's sharpest wings, each facing a titled elder of the Spirit Hall!
(End of this chapter)