This simply overturned the common sense of the Spirit Master World!
Spirit masters cultivated step by step, and the gap between every level was like an insurmountable chasm.
Could an ordinary person with no talent for cultivation kill a Soul Elder who had painstakingly cultivated for years just by holding a lump of iron like this?
What superiority would spirit masters have left?
Bibi Dong's grip on the Flame Cannon tightened slightly.
She could sense the violent energy fluctuations contained within the metal tube.
Though unstable, it truly possessed that kind of destructive power.
"Only third tier?"
Bibi Dong caught the key point in the vendor's words and asked in a low voice.
"You mean there are even higher-tier Soul Tools?"
The vendor looked at Bibi Dong as though she were an idiot.
"Obviously."
"These are tiers one through three, meant for civilian self-defense."
"Tiers four through six are military-controlled items. As for their power, blowing a Soul Emperor or Spirit Saint to death is child's play."
"As for tier seven and above..."
The vendor mysteriously pointed toward the towering black spire in the center of the city.
"Those are strategic weapons that only the City Lord Mansion's guards can equip."
"They say City Lord Mozi possesses ninth-tier Soul Tools and has even researched the legendary tenth-tier god-grade armaments!"
Boom!
Those words exploded in Bibi Dong's mind like thunder.
As a level-99 Peerless Douluo, only one step away from becoming a god, she naturally understood what that realm represented.
"Ninth tier? Wouldn't that mean it could kill a Titled Douluo?"
"What? There are even higher tiers?!"
Bibi Dong's voice was slightly out of control, drawing the gazes of the surrounding pedestrians.
If what this vendor said was true, then the power possessed by Mo Family City could likely sweep across