Soto City, Crystal Sky.
Inside the magnificent council hall, the atmosphere was so heavy it was almost palpable.
The main hall is paved with a single piece of white jade, and huge luminous crystals are inlaid on the dome, illuminating the entire space as bright as day.
Twelve towering pillars surround the area, their surfaces carved with intricate and ancient patterns, silently testifying to the extraordinary nature of the place's owner.
In the center of the main hall was a huge, round, long table made of black jade.
Ning Liu sat upright in the main seat, his expression calm, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the smooth tabletop, making a soft "tap, tap" sound.
The sound was exceptionally clear in the silent hall, and it resonated in the hearts of every attendee.
To his left was Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who stood behind him like statues.
Ning Fengzhi's face had lost its former composure and elegance; his brows were furrowed, and he looked worried.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, one with a sharp aura like a drawn sword, the other with a restrained aura like an ancient mountain, both had an unprecedented solemnity in their eyes.
To Ning Liu's right sat a group of figures, each with a different aura, but all of them were top-tier experts.
With his long, dark green hair and arrogant expression, the man was none other than Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.
He also abandoned his usual nonchalant attitude, and his face turned gloomy.
Dressed in black, tall and imposing, with a resolute face and radiating a sharp, spear-like aura, was Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Breaking Clan.
He stood ramrod straight, his eyes fixed on the table, as if trying to poke two holes in it with his gaze.
Xuan Lin, the former Grand Elder of the Xuan Shui Sect and now the Minister of the "Sin" Department of the Liuli Heaven, sat obediently, but his tightly pursed lips betrayed his inner turmoil.
There was also Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who wore a moon-white robe and had a gentle, feminine demeanor, yet no one dared to underestimate him.
Xiao Wu sat quietly behind Ning Liu, her long pink hair braided into a scorpion braid, her pretty face covered in frost, and her big eyes burning with the flames of hatred.
The most eye-catching figures were those standing on one side of the main hall, resembling two guardian deities.
One is Tang Chen, with white hair and an imposing presence.
The other one was Tang Hao, who had just finished washing up and changed into a black outfit.
He shaved off his messy beard, and although his face was still haggard, the domineering aura that belonged to Haotian Douluo had been faintly restored.
However, he kept his head down and remained silent the entire time, as if deliberately trying to minimize his presence.
His appearance drew complex glances from Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and others.
The most dazzling genius on the mainland in the past now appears here in such a state, how can one not sigh.
"I'm sure you've all received the news from the front lines."
Ning Liu stopped tapping on the table, her calm voice breaking the silence.
"The Star Luo Empire declared war on the Heaven Dou Empire and within two days, it captured several important border towns."
"The border defense legion of the Heavenly Dou Empire was almost completely wiped out, and its commander, Prince Xue Xing, retreated with serious injuries."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Yang Wudi, the one with the most fiery temper, couldn't hold back any longer.
"metropolitan!"
He stood up abruptly and said in a deep voice,
"Even if the entire Star Luo Empire were to mobilize its resources, it would be impossible to achieve this in just two days! Although the Tian Dou border defense legions are not elite, they are not made of clay!"
There's definitely something fishy going on here!
"That's right."
Bone Douluo then spoke up, "I've dealt with those guys from Star Luo, and they don't have that ability. Unless..."
"Unless they receive help from outside forces."
Sword Douluo Chen Xin took over the conversation, his eyes slightly closed, and said calmly, "Moreover, it is an overwhelming force capable of crushing a conventional army."
Ning Fengzhi sighed and looked at Ning Liu:
"Ning Liu, you've gathered us all here, so you must have already found out the source of this 'external force,' right?"
All eyes were on Ning Liu.
Ning Liu nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.
"This power comes from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan."
"What?"
Ning Fengzhi was greatly surprised.
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? We all know they're involved with the Star Luo Empire, but why do they suddenly possess such immense power?"
"The key point is not why they did it."
Tang Chen finally spoke, his hoarse voice carrying immense weight, silencing the entire hall.
"The key question is, where do they get their power?"
Ning Liu's gaze fell on Tang Chen and Tang Hao, and he slowly said:
"According to the intelligence we have received, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has deployed a total of ten Title Douluos on the battlefield."
"Ten...ten people?!"
This time, even the Sword Douluo, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and a sharp sword light flashed and disappeared.
Bone Douluo even jumped up from his chair, his face filled with disbelief:
"What a joke! Where did the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan get ten of them? Did they grow out of the ground? Or were they dug out of a coffin?"
The entire hall erupted in chaos.
Ten Title Douluo!
Everyone present knew perfectly well what this number represented.
This is no longer the power of a single sect, but a terrifying force capable of overturning the entire continent's格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or structure of the continent)!
"The news is true."
Ning Liu affirmed, "Moreover, all ten Title Douluos were cultivated by members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
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