Although the Soul Master profession made fighting above one's level as easy as eating and drinking in the early stages,
the further one progressed, the more unimaginably obvious the gap between realms became.
At level 98, Xuan Zi, without using his martial soul or Soul Power, could nearly instantly kill a level 92 Titled Douluo going all out with nothing but a chicken bone. (That was when Giant Force Douluo tried to scam Huo Yuhao, believing Huo Yuhao was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.)
And an enraged Beast God Di Tian had used just one move to heavily injure Du Busi, who had activated both his Martial Soul Avatar and Gold Level Secondary Awakening, while forcing back Elder Xuan, a level 98 Martial Soul Avatar, when he tried to step forward.
Logically speaking, the gap between a Level 90 Quasi-Title Douluo and a level 99 Peerless Douluo should have been even greater than the gap between a Titled Douluo and a Soul Saint, or even a Soul Emperor.
Yet that monster called Huo Yuhao had forcibly withstood a disparity vast enough to drive one to despair, and had nearly killed him in return. How could the Sea God Douluo not be afraid?
His entire worldview was beginning to collapse.
If such a monster were allowed to grow, then even if he did not reach the Sea God Douluo's level and only attained the cultivation of a Super Douluo, he would probably be able to beat him to death without any difficulty, wouldn't he?
Time passed second by second.
The Sea God Douluo was entirely on edge, gripping the Sea Water Trident tightly in his right hand as he maintained high-speed flight.
The weather was exceptionally clear today, granting excellent visibility in the air. Besides, the Sea God Douluo himself could see