Power of a Titled Douluo

In truth, the three most eye-catching sects in the entire venue were the Clear Sky Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The Clear Sky Sect's leader, Earth Shaking Douluo Tang Zhen, possessed cultivation said to reach the heavens and penetrate the earth. The power of his Clear Sky Hammer was boundless.

Tang Zhen looked like an old man in his sixties. Though his beard and hair were completely white, his body was exceptionally burly, making his head seem utterly mismatched with his physique.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader, Yu Yuanzhen, was like a slumbering giant dragon. With his jet-black hair and powerful body, he was practically a humanoid tyrannosaur.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sword Douluo resembled a sword immortal who had descended into the mortal world, dressed in white with white hair. Bone Douluo... was simply a skeleton.

These four Titled Douluo, along with Ning Fengzhi, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's leader, were seated in chairs on the VIP Platform. This was a privilege available to the other sects as well.

At that moment, two Platinum Bishops led sixteen Red-robed Bishops into the arena in orderly formation. They split into two lines and simultaneously dropped to one knee in salute toward the same direction.

"Welcome, Your Holiness the Pope!"

The bishops' resounding voices spread throughout the entire arena. Immediately afterward, a beam of holy light descended from the heavens.

A massive golden and sacred figure appeared in the sky. The figure seemed to be female, with six golden wings growing from her back, radiating incomparable holiness.

Spirit Hall's inherited martial soul—the Six-winged Angel, a God-tier martial soul, symbolized the spokesperson of the gods.

The Six-winged Angel spread her hands, and standing upon them was a man who appeared to be only in his thirties or forties. He was handsome, with a faint smile on his face.

He was tall but not particularly muscular, dressed in a brilliant golden ceremonial robe. The dazzling garment shimmered with jeweled light and was adorned with more than a hundred red, blue, and gold gemstones.

The Nine-curved Purple Gold Crown atop his head shone with countless rays of light. He held a nearly two-meter-long scepter inlaid with innumerable gems, while his long golden hair fell behind his head, meticulously combed.

Simply standing there gave everyone present the urge to bow down and worship him.

Qian Xunji descended from the sky with the Papal Scepter in hand and arrived at the throne positioned at the highest point.

The moment Qian Xunji took his seat, two figures appeared to his left and right. Both wore crimson ceremonial robes that only Titled Douluo were qualified to wear. Their red robes were embroidered with gold and silver patterns, and the fist-sized gems on their chests, gleaming with golden light, exuded an especially luxurious air.

Two Titled Douluo! The Upper Three Sects only had four Titled Douluo combined, yet Spirit Hall casually brought out three Titled Douluo at once. Spirit Hall's foundations were truly profound.

After Qian Xunji appeared, the leaders and sect masters of the major factions all clasped their hands in salute to him. Most of the spectators dropped to one knee in respect.

Even the Titled Douluo of the Upper Three Sects and the royal Guardians of the Two Great Empires did not dare openly oppose Spirit Hall, much less oppose them on their own turf.

From the elevated platform, Qian Xunji swept his gaze over the Spirit Masters who had come to observe the ceremony. However, his attention was mainly on the Titled Douluo of the Upper Three Sects.

"Rise."

"Thank you, Your Holiness the Pope!"

The Titled Douluo were all observing this Pope. Tang Zhen, in particular, frowned slightly. In terms of age, he was older than Qian Xunji, but Qian Xunji had become a Titled Douluo at a far younger age than he had.

He was currently at Rank 95, but he had been stuck there for a long time. Because he had once cultivated the incomplete Great Sumeru Hammer—Tang Chen had not yet finished creating it—he had suffered internal damage. His cultivation could no longer advance, and his body had only deteriorated with each passing day.

Meanwhile, Qian Xunji was at the height of his powers. Tang Zhen reckoned that it would not be long before Qian Xunji surpassed him. And this time, Tang Zhen was not only observing Qian Xunji.

He was also watching Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and Yu Yuanzhen. All of them were exceptionally troublesome opponents.

Chen Xilin was also carefully observing these Titled Douluo. He did not need to use his spiritual power to inspect them, since that could easily be detected. Instead, he observed them through their auras.

A Titled Douluo's Soul Power was roughly equivalent to the peak of the White Tier Futu. However, a White Tier Futu would be at a considerable disadvantage against these Titled Douluo.

Although a White Tier Futu could use True Qi to injure others from afar, their methods were ultimately far too limited compared to those of Titled Douluo. Perhaps that was a distinctive feature of Douluo Continent.

Spirit Masters could obtain nine powerful spirit skills to compensate for their own shortcomings. By comparison, a White Tier Futu was like a defense-type Titled Douluo.

It was fine for crushing weak opponents, but fighting those of the same level put them at a disadvantage. However, once one reached the Black Tier Futu, things would be different.

Upon reaching the middle stage of the Black Tier Futu, True Qi would flow without end, leaving no weaknesses inside or out. One could smash through more than a foot of steel with bare hands; every gesture could stir the winds and clouds and shake the earth! Once accomplished, the battle markings on one's face would become two lines!

Chen Xilin had once reached this realm as well. Even a casual strike from a Black Tier Futu was no weaker than a Spirit Douluo's full-power Eighth Spirit Skill.

Chen Xilin was still at the Blue Tier Futu realm. He would likely only break through to the White Tier Futu once he became a Soul Saint. With the White Tier Futu combined with his Martial Soul Avatar, Chen Xilin was confident he could contend with a Titled Douluo.

If it were the kind who had only just entered the Titled Douluo realm, Chen Xilin was confident he could defeat them.

However, against the Titled Douluo present here, Chen Xilin felt it would be somewhat difficult.

The Clear Sky Hammer, Seven Kill Sword, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Bone Dragon, and Six-winged Angel—none of them were simple.

Chen Xilin felt that if he wanted to defeat them, he would at least need to become a Spirit Douluo.

While Chen Xilin was deep in thought, Qian Xunji began his speech.

"The Seven Great Sects Re-selection Assembly is now officially underway. The Upper Three Sects and Lower Four Sects shall be ranked anew. The new Seven Great Sects must shoulder the responsibilities of the Seven Great Sects.

"Take protecting the continent as your duty, and govern the Spirit Masters of the realm together with Spirit Hall!"

That string of lofty words fired up all the new sects.

"Then let the matches begin." Qian Xunji reclined in his seat, calmly watching the competition.

Several days later, The Lower Four Sects had been selected. In order, they were the Holy Dragon Sect, Elephant Armor Sect, Black Tiger Sect, and Wind Sword Sect.

These days had mostly featured battles at the Spirit Douluo level. The Upper Three Sects had not moved at all, because no Spirit Douluo would be foolish enough to challenge a Titled Douluo.

The prestige of a Titled Douluo was not something a Spirit Douluo could compare to—except for cheats, of course.

Chen Xilin felt that although the past few days had been somewhat dull, he had seen quite a few interesting martial souls and interesting Spirit Douluo. The trip had not been in vain.

Over the past few days, the Titled Douluo of the Upper Three Sects had seemed like little more than background decorations, with nothing to do. But that made sense. No one would dare provoke a Titled Douluo.

On the high platform, Qian Xunji spoke, "Today, the rankings of the Upper Three Sects will be decided! Challenges will be one-on-one. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect need only send one person to provide support, and Food System soul skills are prohibited.

Restoration is only permitted during the designated breaks. Challenges will proceed in ascending order, starting from the previous Upper Three Sects rankings!

Now, Your Excellencies, you may begin."

The moment Qian Xunji finished speaking, a thunderous roar rang out.

Yu Yuanzhen rose to his feet, electricity crackling all over his body. Like a true dragon poised to strike, he shouted at Tang Zhen:

" Tang Zhen! It's time for my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon to sit in the Number One Sect Under Heaven's seat!"