Level Seven Soul Master

Mingdu, the Crown Prince's Residence.

"Elder Huo, you mean that Titled Douluo's strength is unfathomable?" Crown Prince Xu Chen looked horrified.

Elder Huo nodded and said gravely, "I probed him many times, but there was an invisible barrier around him. I simply couldn't ascertain his true capabilities. Moreover, his presence was so deeply concealed that I couldn't judge his strength directly."

"Just now, I only barely sensed the mental shock he released. I couldn't probe its strength at all. There were Soul Saints among Li Yao's guards, yet they were still killed instantly."

"Even if he is a mental-type Titled Douluo, his strength would be no lower than rank ninety-five. If he isn't a mental type, then his strength is even more terrifying, beyond what I can imagine."

Xu Chen tapped his fingers lightly against the desk and sank into thought.

After a long while, he pressed, "Elder Huo, are you certain there's no chance of winning him over?"

Elder Huo nodded earnestly, then replied, "However, Your Highness, he doesn't seem to be from the New Moon Empire either. Do you think he could be from that church?"

Xu Chen's heart first shuddered, but then he laughed aloud. "Elder Huo, you sensed a righteous, auspicious presence from him. Do you think he could be in league with those people?"

"In my view, he might have come to wipe those fellows out."

"Imperial Father is muddleheaded too. He's been raising ghosts under his own roof, yet he's still being kept in the dark. If we can use His Eminence's hand to root out those officials this time, it would greatly benefit us as well."

"But remember, we must not offend His Eminence. I have a very strong premonition that His Eminence's ability to retain a youthful appearance may well mean he