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Everyone nodded and agreed with it.
For soul masters, chance is the most unpredictable thing, and forcing it may not necessarily bring good fortune.
Dugu Xin sighed:
"After this experience, I truly understand the gap between Titled Douluo.
Even if they are both 100,000-year spirit rings, the improvements they bring will vary greatly due to the different types of spirit beasts, ages, and attribute compatibility.
Although We Long and I are both at level 92, if we were to fight to the death, the outcome is still uncertain."
Dugu Bo and Wei Zhenshan smiled at each other.
Is there any need to compare?
Although your poison can instantly kill all soul masters below the title level, you are facing a strong man of the same level, Wei Long, who has a certain resistance to your poison.
It is difficult for Dugu Xin to gain the upper hand.
Wei Long laughed and patted Dugu Xin on the shoulder:
"Poison Dragon Douluo, why do you underestimate yourself?
Once your poison zone is deployed, I will have a huge headache.
When the sect goes on external expeditions in the future, your group's combat capabilities will be at the strategic level!
We two brothers, one fire and one poison, are just the right size to teach those who dare to covet our Burning Heaven Sect a lesson!"
"Long'er is right!"
A gleam of light flashed in Wei Zhenshan's eyes, and he was filled with heroic spirit.
But then, the heroic spirit on Wei Zhenshan's face faded slightly, replaced by a calmness and wisdom that came from having experienced many vicissitudes of life.
He looked around at the five core pillars of the sect, and his tone became serious:
"However, the stronger we become, the more we must remember the saying 'A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.'
Although our Burning Heaven Sect seems to be at its peak now, with six Titled Douluo, we must not become arrogant or complacent, and we must not easily expose our full strength to others."
Wei Zhenshan's gaze seemed to penetrate through layers of emptiness as he looked towards the magnificent palace far away in Wuhun City.
"Spirit Hall...that old fellow Qian Daoliu is 99% likely still alive.
Ninety-nine level Ultimate Douluo, a demigod, in charge of the Angel Temple, his power is unfathomable."
When the name "Qian Daoliu" was mentioned, everyone's expressions, including Wei Zhenshan, became solemn.
That is an existence that truly stands at the pinnacle of the continent, overlooking all living beings like a god.
Wei Zhenshan continued in a deep voice:
"The Spirit Hall has a deep and profound background. We haven't yet fully ascertained how many Titled Douluo it has under its command, besides Qian Daoliu, but it's definitely more than the few who are publicly known.
Pope Bibi Dong is also extremely talented, and her strength should not be underestimated.
If we reveal our full strength too early and make the Spirit Hall wary, or even think we're a threat to their dominance, once Qian Daoliu takes action personally and allies with the Spirit Hall, they'll come out in full force..."
Wei Zhenshan paused and didn't say anything else, but everyone understood the consequences.
Even though the Burning Heaven Sect now has six titles, facing the entire high-end combat power of the Spirit Hall led by an Extreme Douluo, the chances of winning are still slim, and it is very likely to suffer a devastating blow.
"Father (Clan Leader) is absolutely right."
Wei Long, Wei Yunze, and others nodded. The excitement on their faces cooled slightly, replaced by deep thought and vigilance.
Dugu Bo added sinisterly:
"Moreover, we have gained a lot this time. Xin'er and Long'er have just been promoted, and they need time to completely consolidate their realm and become familiar with the 100,000-year spirit skills and spirit bones.
The rare resources stored within the sect, such as the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, have yet to be fully transformed into combat power. Now is definitely not the time to show off."
Ye Mengxue said softly:
"To proceed steadily and cautiously, and to bide one's time, is the long-term strategy.
Once we have fully digested what we have gained this time, our sect's overall strength will be elevated to a new level. By then, even if we face the Spirit Hall, we may not be without the strength to fight."
Wei Zhenshan nodded with satisfaction:
"That's exactly the point.
At this stage, we still need to keep a low profile, develop secretly, and accumulate strength.
Unless absolutely necessary, do not easily reveal the news of Xin'er and Long'er's promotion to a higher title. At the very least, do not allow their specific spirit ring configurations and true combat power to be discovered by the outside world, especially the Spirit Hall."
Everyone solemnly promised again, keeping this caution in mind.
During the conversation, the magnificent outline of Burning Sky City was already in sight.
The towering city walls, the smoke rising from the city, and the fluctuations of soul power all indicate the prosperity and strength of this city.
The six people restrained their breath and prepared to enter the city like ordinary travelers.
However, just as they were about to step into the city gate, Wei Long, who had just been promoted and whose mental power had undergone a qualitative leap due to the absorption of a hundred thousand-year soul ring, frowned suddenly and paused subconsciously.
"Um?"
Wei Long let out a light exclamation, and his eyes flashed like lightning, instantly casting towards the city center, the huge building whose outline could be seen even outside the city: the Burning Heaven City Great Fighting Arena!
"What's wrong, Wei Long?"
Wei Zhenshan was the first to notice his grandson's abnormality and asked.
The others also looked at Wei Long.
Wei Long's face showed an expression of disbelief. He carefully used his own powerful mental power to sense it again. After confirming that it was correct, he lowered his voice and said in an extremely strange and shocked tone:
"Grandfather, Father, uncles... I... I seem to sense a... a very obscure, yet extremely powerful aura coming from the direction of the Great Fighting Arena!"
Wei Long took a deep breath and said word by word:
"That aura... pure and full of vitality, yet with the wildness and grandeur unique to soul beasts... there's no mistaking it, it's the aura of a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast!"
"What?!"
"A hundred thousand-year-old soul beast? In the Great Soul Arena?"
"How is this possible?!"
When these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue!
Even Wei Zhenshan's expression suddenly changed, his eyes became as sharp as a knife, and he instantly looked towards the direction of the Great Soul Fighting Arena!
In Burning Heaven City, their old nest, the core area of the great fighting spirit arena, there actually appeared the aura of a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast?
This is simply unbelievable!
Transformed soul beast?
Or is it some kind of accident that they are unknown to?
No matter what, this is simply walking into a trap!
In an instant, the aura around the six Titled Douluo became stagnant and dangerous.
Having just returned from a soul-hunting journey, I discovered new "prey" at my doorstep, or rather... a potential huge threat and opportunity!
Wei Zhenshan made a prompt decision:
"Let's go! Enter the city and head to the Great Soul Arena immediately! Contain all your auras and find out the situation first!"
The six figures instantly turned into blurred streams of light, silently blending into the endless stream of people at the city gate, and sneaking towards the direction of the Great Fighting Arena at an astonishing speed.
Everyone's heart is filled with doubts, vigilance, and an irresistible desire to explore.
Wei Zhenshan and his six companions moved with lightning speed, yet silently. As Titled Douluo, especially at the pinnacle of Wei Zhenshan's caliber, their perception and manipulation of space had reached a pinnacle.
After locking onto the specific VIP room where Wei Feng and the others were, he didn't need to go through the ordinary passage at all. He just flicked his sleeves, and an invisible spatial wave enveloped the six of them.
The next moment, the space inside the VIP room distorted slightly, and six figures appeared out of thin air like ghosts, without alerting any external guards or soul guide barriers.
This sudden spatial fluctuation immediately alarmed the seven people in the VIP room.
Wei Feng was the first to react.
His body, which was originally leaning lazily on the sofa, suddenly straightened up, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
But when he saw clearly that the people coming were Wei Zhenshan and others, the soul power gathered around his body quietly dissipated, and he returned to his calm appearance, but with a hint of surprise in his eyes:
"Grandpa? You're back?"