Watching the three figures fleeing in panic in the distance, Nangong Lingyun's mind suddenly stirred.
Since the Clear Sky Sect wasn't planning on total annihilation, especially with Tang Chen, Asura wouldn't let anything happen to his three sons before he completely gave up on them.
Then, as a member of the continent's top powers, a super-class power with a Limit Douluo, shouldn't they also attend today's meeting and ceremony?
So many people were here; it would be better if everyone was present.
Thinking of it, he acted.
He immediately shouted, "Wait!"
The next moment, he appeared directly in front of the three, in the direction they were flying.
Although he hadn't released his martial soul, nor had he made any offensive movements, this sudden change still terrified the rat and the three sons, their expressions frozen in fear and trembling uncontrollably.
Tang Chen's expression also changed drastically, a mixture of shock and anger on his face.
"Nangong Lingyun, what exactly are you trying to do? Are you really going to defy the Asura God King's divine decree?"
He couldn't help but be afraid. If it weren't for that set of armor during today's battle, he might not have even lasted a minute.
The Dark Demon Evil God Axe's brutal strikes, the Five Fire Phoenix Fan's scorching flames, and the Wisteria Thunder Prison Sword's destructive lightning – none of them could be blocked with soul skills.
Facing an existence that could crush him with a mere gesture, not many could truly be carefree and fearless.
Nangong Lingyun smiled faintly. "Don't worry, I said I'd let you go this time, and I definitely won't attack. I still have some credibility.
The reason I stopped you is to invite the Clear Sky Sect to participate in the upcoming founding ceremony of the 'Holy Glory Heavenly Kingdom of Peace' and the first Pan-Continent Title Douluo Alliance meeting, and to discuss the topic of world peace.
Since you weren't annihilated, you're still a part of Douluo Continent. You have the right to voice your opinion in this meeting, which will determine the fate of the world."
The information packed into those words sent waves of shock crashing through Tang Chen's mind.
Whether Nangong Lingyun originally planned to completely wipe out the Clear Sky Sect, or the vast ambition hidden behind the meeting he initiated, it was all incredibly shocking.
But the situation at hand was truly dire.
He suppressed all his conflicting thoughts and, with a slight change in his expression, asked, "When?"
"The ceremony is in half an hour and seven minutes. The meeting will be about three to four hours afterwards, depending on the arrangements."
"What? So soon? The Martial Soul Hall and the other sects need time to arrive, don't they?"
"They're already here, before you even made a move against me."
Nangong Lingyun's calm voice fell, and Tang Chen felt as if a thunderclap had suddenly gone off in his mind. He was completely frozen.
It wasn't the fear of death, but an equally terrifying dread that sent shivers down his spine, raising every hair on his body.
Being ambushed and then beaten up was bad enough.
But what was even worse was being watched by all the nobles and powerhouses of the entire continent.
What did it mean to experience a social death? What did it mean to be struck by a bolt of lightning?
What the hell was this supposed to be, a surprise? At this moment,
The dimensional space's spatial barrier suddenly changed from one-way to two-way observation.
A huge transparent cube slowly appeared in the sky above, and inside stood representatives from the Martial Soul Hall, the two great empires, the two great sects, and the two major alliances.
The Pope, clan heads, sect masters, emperors, and Title Douluos, a whole bunch of them.
Uh, and there was also a young student, trembling with fear and not daring to speak in front of all the big shots.
Looking at those familiar figures in the sky, Tang Chen, Tang Hao, and Tang San's vision immediately went black. A huge despair enveloped their hearts, and they almost fainted.
This was far more stimulating than having their browser search history made public. They would probably never be able to hold their heads up again for the rest of their lives.
While feeling socially mortified, the three of them were also puzzled.
The fact that these people could appear here meant that Nangong Lingyun hadn't been unprepared, but rather, had been using a trap.
However, today's operation within the Clear Sky Sect was top secret. Apart from the participants, other members didn't even know about it. How exactly did the news leak?
It was obviously impossible for it to be them. The six who had died were even less likely; who would joke around with their own lives?
Could it be that Nangong Lingyun had the ability to predict the future?
After the three pure and innocent ones also entered the dimensional space, Angel Yan performed a super long-distance teleportation.
Soon, above the city of Barack, which was also called Barack, in the Barack Kingdom, a black circular hole opened in the sky, and more than twenty figures jumped out one after another.
Looking at the scene before him, Tang Chen couldn't help but rub his eyes.
Bringing twenty Title Douluo instantly from the Star Dou Great Forest to the Barack City, thousands of miles away, was a bit too challenging to his understanding of Soul Master abilities.
Isn't the range of Instant Transmission usually ten or twenty meters? Tang Hao's leg soul bone, when pushed to its limit, can move him a thousand meters, which is already considered top-tier.
A thousand kilometers...
The difference isn't just a few times over; it's a difference of three whole orders of magnitude.
Just thinking about the soul power needed to activate a skill of that magnitude, one could tell that the Sky Blade Douluo was definitely not weaker than himself.
Compared to Tang Hao, Tang San, and Tang Chen, the others, who had been shocked by Angel Yan's abilities half an hour earlier, were more focused on the changes in Barack City.
The entire ancient city was adorned with lanterns and decorations, and a large number of people poured onto the streets, discussing with great enthusiasm the news they had received that morning.
Seeing the group of people in the sky, they all cast curious glances.
There were also large numbers of troops on the streets maintaining order, wearing imposing armor that was completely different in style from the two great empires and the Martial Soul Hall. They were holding a special crossbow-like weapon.
If the city's interior hadn't changed much, the exterior was a different story, causing many to feel uneasy.
In the southwest direction, about ten kilometers away, a massive, nine-story, nine-zhang-nine-chi-nine-cun-nine-fen-nine-li-high, eight-trigram-shaped altar had been constructed.
Around the altar, eight enormous armies, each with ten thousand soldiers, stood silently.
The atmosphere was solemn and filled with killing intent.
The armies themselves weren't surprising, but the large, black iron pillars erected at an angle within them, with their dark, ominous openings, made even Title Douluo feel a sense of danger.
Even Qian Daoliu couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "Master Nangong, what is that…?"
"Cannons. There are two versions. The first is a low-configuration version powered by pure gunpowder, which even ordinary people can operate.
The most powerful ones can rival a strong-attack-type Soul King.
The second type is a super-large, long-range soul-powered weapon that requires a soul master to operate. Currently, they can injure a Soul Douluo without issue."
"Later in the ceremony, there will be a demonstration of the relevant procedures."
This statement stirred up a hornet's nest.
The words "ordinary people can also operate and have power comparable to a Soul King" instantly caused the expressions of several people behind to become uncertain.
Most people who could sit in their positions were not fools.
They immediately realized the significant meaning this thing represented.
The status of Soul Masters in Douluo was so superior that compared to ordinary people, they weren't just above them, but rather masters and slaves, and it was all because of the power in their hands.
If those commoners also had a way to threaten Soul Masters, the days of the nobility being high and mighty would be gone forever, and even, one day in the future, they might even suffer backlash.
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