Some Rejoice, Some Lament

"More than that, if anything." Dugu Bo took a sip of tea. "Those Rogue Cultivators who couldn't make it on the continent, or who grew tired of sect infighting and wanted to find a quiet place to live. Pick any one of them out alone and they're nothing remarkable. Their Soul Power isn't high, and their soul ring configurations aren't much either. But when those people gather together, do you know what that means?"

Dugu Yan did not speak.

Because she knew far too well.

Dugu Bo might be known as one man equal to a city, but if his Soul Power ran out, ordinary people swarming him could still kill him.

After all, this was Douluo Continent.

Title Douluo were said to stand high above everyone else, but in truth, that was all there was to it.

Perhaps they could soar into the heavens and burrow into the earth, but they relied far too much on Soul Power.

And besides...

Although the Soul Masters living in seclusion in Canghai City were not high-level, they had numbers on their side.

One had to know that even the Heaven Dou Empire's army could not produce a thousand-man unit whose lowest rank was Soul Elder.

"Even if they're all three-ring Soul Elders, that's still a thousand-man Soul Master force." Dugu Bo raised a finger. "You should know how scarce Soul Masters are on Douluo Continent. All the registered Soul Masters in the entire Heaven Dou Empire add up to only a few tens of thousands, and once they're divided among the major cities, there are even fewer. Back in the Clear Sky Sect's heyday, even including the Four Great Clans, they barely had two thousand people at full count. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had even fewer. Including those with Soul