Above the Dark Night Duel Arena in Tiandou City.
Two powerful streaks of light ripped through the sky, abruptly stopping in mid-air, the resulting strong winds scattering the clouds.
After revealing their figures, they were none other than the Sixth Offering Master, Thousand-Jin Douluo, and the Seventh Offering Master, Demon-Subduing Douluo, from the Hall of Offerings.
The two men looked down at the massive, brightly lit building below, their eyes filled with disdain.
"Ha, such an inconspicuous and dilapidated place, yet three stunningly beautiful women have emerged one after another."
The Demon-Slaying Douluo toyed with the coiled dragon staff in his hand, a sneer of certainty on his face.
Qianjun Douluo stroked his beard and smiled, the glint in his eyes impossible to conceal.
"If we bring these three back, the Grand Elder and the Second Elder will surely be able to break through that final shackle!"
"At that time, the unification of the continent by our Spirit Hall will be just around the corner!"
At this point, a hint of agreement flashed in the Demon-Slaying Douluo's eyes, and he licked his lips.
"Once the Grand Elders succeed, and new beauties appear on the list... they'll be ours for the taking!"
The two exchanged a glance, then burst into laughter, as if they had everything under control.
"Alright, stop wasting time and get down to business."
Demon-Slaying Douluo didn't want to wait any longer, and his body suddenly trembled.
"boom--!"
A terrifying pressure, carrying the aura of a level 96 Title Douluo, instantly pressed down like Mount Tai.
Immediately afterwards, nine spirit rings rose up from his feet in succession: two yellow, two purple, and five black.
Although it doesn't have a 100,000-year spirit ring, this standard top-tier spirit ring configuration, coupled with the foundation of a titled Douluo, would be enough to make people tremble and worship it anywhere on the continent.
The Demon-Slaying Douluo gathered his energy in his dantian, and his voice boomed across the Dark Night Duel Arena: "Who is the master of the Dark Night Duel Arena?"
"Why aren't you coming out to pay your respects at once!"
This shout, imbued with immense soul power, caused the ears of the cheering audience inside to ring.
The once bustling duel arena instantly fell silent.
Tens of thousands of spectators, along with the fighters on the stage, all looked up at the sky.
Two figures exuding a terrifying aura stood suspended in mid-air, their nine spirit rings particularly dazzling in the night.
"Two...two Title Douluos?" someone exclaimed in surprise.
Among the crowd, there were also many experienced veteran viewers or scions of powerful families who recognized the newcomer at a glance.
"That's the Panlong Staff martial spirit...and that outfit too!"
"My God! These are the Thousand-Pound Douluo and Demon-Slaying Douluo enshrined by the Spirit Hall!"
"It seems the rewards on this list of beauties are too tempting, even these reclusive old monsters couldn't sit still and personally came down to snatch them!"
These reminders instantly caused a stir in the room.
The Spirit Hall is the strongest force on the continent. Now that two of its elders have come in person, it seems they're planning to snatch him away!
However, to the surprise of Jiangmo and Qianjun in the air, the scene of mass worship and chaos that they had envisioned did not occur.
The anticipated scene of mass worship and chaos did not occur.
After a brief moment of surprise, the audience below actually started to show signs of excitement.
It was even somewhat bland.
"That's it..."
"It looks pretty impressive, but the spirit ring configuration doesn't seem that amazing..."
"Yeah, I thought it would be something amazing, but it's just average."
Although the voice wasn't loud, the two Demon-Slaying Douluos had excellent hearing, and every word entered their ears.
Ordinary?
The Demon-Slaying Douluo's face instantly darkened. As the seventh elder of the Martial Soul Hall, he was treated like an emperor wherever he went.
Today, I was actually criticized by a bunch of ants for having low-level spirit rings?!
However, before he could even lose his temper...
Suddenly, an excited shout rang out from the dueling arena below.
That was the top dealer in the dueling arena, standing on the table, waving tickets in his hand, and shouting at the top of his lungs: "Come on, come on, the big show is here!"
"Two Douluos from the Spirit Hall make a powerful challenge to the arena, facing off against a deacon!"
"The betting opens now! Place your bets now, or you'll miss your chance!"
These words caused an uproar in the dueling arena, with cheers, betting noises, and jeers filling the air.
"This must be used in the dueling arena!"
"Fortune favors the bold. These two retainers are renowned old monsters. I'll take them on!"
"So, which deacon made the move? If it was Deacon Xue, I'll have to bring out all my resources!"
They completely treated the two titled Douluo in the sky as contestants to add to the excitement.
The two people in the air were furious.
"You bastard!"
"A bunch of mediocre people, how dare they use me as a guinea pig for their opening bet?!"
"court death!"
The demon-slaying demon roared, just about to take action and teach these ignorant fools a lesson.
Sudden.
"call--"
A cold wind blew by without warning.
The weather, which had been slightly warm, suddenly dropped in temperature.
Immediately afterwards, crystal-clear snowflakes drifted slowly down from the sky.
These snowflakes may seem gentle, but they carry a chill that can freeze your very soul.
The Demon-Slaying Douluo, who had just been furious, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and to his head, causing him to pause in his actions.
"Snow?"
The demon-slaying demon looked up at the scene with some confusion.
"How can it snow in the middle of summer?"
The Thousand-Pound Douluo standing to the side suddenly changed his expression, his eyes becoming serious. As the elder brother, his perception was even more acute.
Something's not right!
"These snowflakes contain extremely strong soul power fluctuations!"
Without saying a word, Qianjun Douluo instantly released his immense spiritual power, attempting to scan the entire dueling arena and find the source of this strange celestial phenomenon.
However, the next second...
His eyes widened suddenly, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
"How is that possible!"
The moment his mental energy came into contact with the falling snowflakes, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, the connection was immediately severed!
The falling snow had formed a natural barrier, completely blocking his investigation!
Just as the two brothers were filled with doubt and uncertainty.
The once noisy dueling arena below gradually quieted down as if by unspoken agreement, and everyone sat down obediently in their seats.
At that moment, a sound came from the entrance passage of the Dark Night Duel Arena.
"clatter."
"clatter."
"clatter."
The sound was very soft; it was the sound of high heels stepping on the stone slabs.
It is rhythmic, neither too fast nor too slow.
But at this moment, it resonated clearly between heaven and earth, even drowning out the sound of wind and snow.
The audience, who had been quiet just moments before, became flushed with excitement upon hearing this voice.
"She's here! She's here!"
"Hahaha! This is a sure win! I bet 10,000 gold soul coins on the duel arena!"
"This ticket was totally worth it! I actually got to see Deacon Xue fight against two Title Douluos!"
In the air, Qianjun and Jiangmo had already abandoned their contemptuous expressions and were now on high alert.
They stared intently at the deep entrance, their soul power circulating.
As the footsteps drew closer.
A terrifying aura, filled with pure killing intent, like an ancient ferocious beast, was slowly approaching from there.
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