Xu Zhao Makes a Move, The Whole Audience is Shocked, Such a Young Titled Douluo? Negotiation!

Golden Crocodile Douluo was shocked and had no choice but to forcibly cut off his soul power transmission, abruptly taking a step back.

Looking at Falling Devil Douluo in his arms, who was groaning in pain with his aura growing weaker and weaker.

A trace of despair and helplessness finally appeared in Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes.

He couldn't save him.

With his methods, he simply couldn't save him!

Just then.

A series of unhurried footsteps sounded, appearing exceptionally clear on this deathly silent battlefield.

Everyone subconsciously looked up.

They saw Xu Zhao standing with his hands behind his back, walking slowly out from the city walls of Linhai City with a cold expression.

He did not exude a heart-palpitating poisonous mist like Wei Kurong, nor did he make people feel as if Mount Tai were pressing down on them just by standing there like Xu Yu.

He walked in such a plain and simple manner, as if he were merely taking a stroll in his own backyard.

But as he approached, an invisible momentum made everyone present feel their breathing hitch.

Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly raised his head, his aged eyes filled with vigilance and anger, staring fixedly at this youth who seemed excessively young:

"Who are you?!

Are you also from the Great Sun Prince Mansion?!"

He could feel that although this youth appeared young, the aura of a superior emanating from his very bones.

Was even more intense than that old monster who played with poison just now!

Xu Zhao stopped in his tracks, not answering Golden Crocodile Douluo's question.

He merely swept a calm gaze around the surroundings.

Wherever his gaze landed.

Whether it was the knights of the Heaven Dou Empire, the soul masters of the Star Luo Empire, or the remnants of Martial Soul Hall.

All felt an inexplicable chill surge into their hearts, subconsciously lowering their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

Finally, Xu Zhao's gaze fell back onto Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Who I am is not important."

Xu Zhao's tone was calm, his voice not loud, yet it clearly spread across the entire battlefield:

"What is important is that you have no choice now."

As soon as his voice fell.

BOOM--!!!

An extremely terrifying, pure, and domineering soul power pressure erupted from Xu Zhao's body without any warning!

The strength of this pressure was not inferior in the slightest to that of Wei Kurong from before.

To a certain extent, that pure sense of oppression was even more suffocating than Wei Kurong's!

Although Xu Zhao's soul power was only at level 94.

But with his dual ultimate attributes, the endless cycle of the Sun-Moon Soul Core, and other elements.

In terms of pressure and momentum, he was not much inferior to Wei Kurong.

"A... a Title Douluo?!"

"My god!

How old does he... he look?!

Twenty?

Or eighteen?!"

"How is this possible?!

Even if he started cultivating from his mother's womb, it is impossible to reach the Title Douluo realm at this age!"

In the Heaven Dou Empire camp.

Qian Renxue, disguised as a knight, suddenly widened her eyes.

For the first time, her usually composed face revealed an expression as if she had seen a ghost.

She prided herself on having peerless talent, with Innate Full Soul Power of level 20, yet she was only at the Soul Emperor cultivation level at this age.

But the man before her... was actually already a Title Douluo?!

This simply overturned all her understanding of the soul master cultivation system!

On the Star Luo Empire side, Dai Tianfeng was so shocked he nearly fell off his war chariot, his mouth hanging wide open, unable to close it for a long time.

Even Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had been in a state of anger and grievance, was completely stunned at this moment.

Feeling this massive pressure, Golden Crocodile Douluo only felt his head buzzing, his worldview on the verge of collapse.

Such a young Title Douluo...

Just what kind of monster-filled pit did this Great Sun Prince Mansion crawl out of?!

Xu Zhao remained indifferent to the shock and uproar surrounding him.

He slowly retracted his soul power pressure, and the suffocating sensation vanished instantly, as if everything that had just happened were merely a collective hallucination.

Yet, his indifferent voice rang in everyone's ears once more, carrying an unquestionable air of dominance:

"My Great Sun Prince Mansion has always valued peace and does not care for fighting and killing."

Hearing this and looking at the half-dead Falling Devil Douluo on the ground, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched uncontrollably.

To hell with valuing peace!

You call beating someone into this state not caring for fighting and killing?!

Xu Zhao ignored the silent criticisms of the crowd, his gaze fixed directly on Golden Crocodile Douluo, his tone remaining flat:

"Our demands are not high."

"Martial Soul Hall, Heaven Dou Empire, Star Luo Empire."

Xu Zhao held up three fingers and shook them gently:

"I will give you half an hour to discuss this."

"After half an hour, I want to see one representative from each of your three parties who has the authority to make decisions enter the city for negotiations."

Having said this, Xu Zhao paused, his eyes turning slightly cold:

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind adding a few more Title Douluo corpses to the sea outside Linhai City."

Golden Crocodile Douluo swept his gaze back and forth between Xu Zhao, Xu Yu, and Wei Kurong.

A suffocating silence ensued.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart was sinking deeper and deeper.

A Wei Kurong, and a Xu Yu who could suppress him with a mere gesture.

Added to that was this monstrous Heir Prince, who was already a Title Douluo at such a young age...

The tip of the iceberg revealed by the Great Sun Prince Mansion was already enough to make him tremble.

This Xu Yu was able to render me immobile with just his pressure; his strength is likely infinitely close to that level...

Golden Crocodile Douluo was secretly horrified, the image of the Grand Pontiff Qian Daoliu involuntarily surfacing in his mind.

To be able to cultivate such a young Title Douluo, and to be able to command such powerful experts...

Could it be that behind this Great Sun Prince Mansion sits a 'Peerless Douluo' on par with my eldest brother?

Or perhaps even... a Demigod?!

At this thought, Golden Crocodile Douluo's previously straight spine couldn't help but hunch slightly.

That arrogance of his was finally being ground away, bit by bit, in the face of an absolute gap in strength and the fear of the unknown.

If there truly were a Demigod presiding over them, let alone himself, even if Qian Daoliu were to arrive in person, he would likely have to weigh his options carefully.

"Hoo..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a long, stale breath, appearing to age ten years in an instant.

He raised his head, looking at Xu Zhao with a complex expression, his voice hoarse and low:

"Fine, I agree to your terms."

Hearing these words, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, especially the ordinary soldiers who had long since been scared out of their wits.

But immediately after, Golden Crocodile Douluo changed his tone, pointing at the dying Falling Devil Douluo in the crater, and said in a deep voice:

"But before the negotiations, I have one condition."

"First, have this Poison Douluo remove the poison from Seventh Brother."

Golden Crocodile Douluo stared at Xu Zhao, his tone carrying a final shred of persistence:

"If Seventh Brother dies here, then my Martial Soul Hall will fight to the death, even if it means calling out every pontiff from Douluo Hall to ensure your Great Sun Prince Mansion is destroyed!"

This was a threat, but also his bottom line.

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhao's expression remained unchanged; he merely tilted his head slightly to look at Wei Kurong, who was hovering in mid-air.

Wei Kurong understood immediately, but he did not act directly; instead, he looked respectfully toward Xu Zhao, his eyes filled with inquiry.

This scene, witnessed by Golden Crocodile Douluo and Qian Renxue, made their hearts tighten even further.

An expert capable of instantly killing a level 96 Super Douluo was so obedient to this young man that he even needed to ask for permission for a trivial matter like removing poison.

This proved that Xu Zhao held absolute authority within the Great Sun Prince Mansion!

Xu Zhao's expression was calm as he gave a slight nod:

"Granted."

Having received the go-ahead, Wei Kurong turned around and gave a sinister chuckle toward the Falling Devil Douluo in the crater:

"Consider yourself lucky. Since the Heir Prince has spoken, I shall spare your dog life."

Having said that, Wei Kurong grabbed the air with his withered palm.

"Withdraw!"

The emerald-green toxic mist that had been rampaging inside Falling Devil Douluo seemed to respond to a summons.

It instantly surged out from his seven orifices and pores, coalescing into a green orb of poison in the air before being swallowed whole by Wei Kurong.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

As the toxins left his body, Falling Devil Douluo began to cough violently.

Although he remained incredibly weak and the corrosive wounds on his body were shocking to behold, the deathly gray aura had finally dissipated, and his life was saved.

Several Soul Douluo from Martial Soul Hall rushed down to carefully carry Falling Devil Douluo back to their camp for treatment.

Seeing this, the heavy stone in Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart finally dropped.

He took a deep look at Xu Zhao, then turned to give a few instructions to the Martial Soul Hall subordinates behind him before walking out alone.

"Let's go."

Meanwhile, in the Heaven Dou Empire camp.

"Commander, you cannot go! It is too dangerous!"

Several adjutants anxiously blocked the path of a handsome youth clad in silver armor.

This youth was none other than Qian Renxue, disguised as the commander of the Royal Knights.

She pushed aside the adjutants' hands, her gaze fixed tightly on Xu Zhao in the distance, her eyes flashing with a light that could only be described as "curiosity" and "competitiveness."

"It is fine."

Qian Renxue lowered her voice, using a disguised male tone:

"Since the other party has displayed such strength, if they truly wanted to kill us, they would have already acted.

Since this is a negotiation, I am the most suitable person to go."

She had to go.

She needed to see up close who this "Heir Prince of the Great Sun Prince Mansion" was—someone who had broken the iron laws of the soul master world, someone even younger and more monstrous than herself!

Over on the Star Luo Empire side.

Although Dai Tianfeng was furious, as an emperor, he understood the principle that a person of great status should not put themselves in danger.

He would never risk himself.

"General Zhao, you shall represent me and go probe their bottom line!"

Dai Tianfeng appointed a Soul Douluo general who was the most loyal and steady veteran in the imperial court.

"This subordinate... obeys the decree!"

General Zhao's face turned pale, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept the order.

A moment later.

Three figures walked slowly toward the gates of Linhai City under the watchful eyes of the great armies.

The Second Worship of Martial Soul Hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo.

The commander of the Heaven Dou Empire knights, Qian Renxue.

The Grand General of the Southern Suppression of the Star Luo Empire, Zhao Lai.

The moment the three of them stepped into Linhai City, the sense of oppression became even more visceral.

On both sides of the street, a soul master from the Great Sun Prince Mansion in black armor stood every ten paces.

Although they were only at the Soul Ancestor or Soul King level, the chilling discipline they displayed made even Zhao Lai, a veteran who had led troops for many years, feel a sense of alarm.

But what shocked them most was the direction of the harbor.

Seeing those warships moored on the sea like steel behemoths up close, the cold metallic texture and the pitch-black muzzles made even Golden Crocodile Douluo feel an inexplicable palpitation.

"What... exactly is this? A martial soul or a Soul Tool?"

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes, hidden beneath her helmet, were filled with shock.

She had read extensively since childhood and had pored over the secret archives of Martial Soul Hall, yet she had never seen such a creation filled with the aesthetics of violence.

"The three of you, please."

Yan Yu appeared in front of them at some point, wearing her signature gentle smile as she gestured for them to follow:

"My Heir Prince has already prepared tea at the City Lord's Mansion and has been waiting for some time."

Golden Crocodile Douluo snorted coldly, said nothing, and strode forward.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, adjusted her mindset, and followed closely behind.

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