Too Late to Surrender When You Can't Win!

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Pufferfish Douluo hurriedly kowtowed again and again, his voice trembling with excitement.

"We are willing! We are willing to serve the Ancestor like dogs and horses!"

"We will brave fire and water without hesitation!"

"We would never dare harbor the slightest disloyalty!"

The other five elders hurriedly echoed him, kowtowing even more fervently.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dull impacts echoed across the plaza.

Six elders, six Titled Douluo, yet at this moment, they were like the lowliest of slaves, kowtowing and begging forgiveness from a young man.

This scene left the surrounding Spirit Hall disciples, deacons, and guards numb all over, their minds utterly blank.

Numb.

Completely numb.

As they stared at the black-robed youth in the center of the plaza, all that remained in their hearts was horror and disbelief.

Just who... was this youth?!

He had actually made six Titled Douluo elders rather kneel and plead for mercy than die fighting for Spirit Hall?!

One had to know that His Holiness the Pope was still being suppressed by this youth!

Weren't they afraid of angering the Grand Priest?!

Weren't they afraid that Qian Daoliu would come after them?!

Or could it be...

That this youth's status was even more exalted than His Holiness the Pope's, even more exalted than the Grand Priest's?!

"Wh-what... what is going on...?"

"The six elders... have all submitted?"

"His Holiness the Pope is still sealed, and they've already surrendered just like that?"

"Just what is this youth's background?"

"Even Titled Douluo have to kowtow to him... this is too terrifying..."

Whispers spread through the plaza once more.

Everyone's gaze was fixed firmly on the black-robed youth.

Curiosity, reverence, terror, confusion...

Countless emotions intertwined in their eyes.

Just as everyone was discussing and speculating endlessly, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd!

"Ancestor!"

"Did they just now... call him Ancestor?!"

The voice was not loud, yet it exploded beside everyone's ears like thunder!

Ancestor?!

The moment that word was spoken, the entire plaza fell silent!

Everyone froze.

Ancestor?!

What ancestor?!

Could it be...

An utterly terrifying thought suddenly rose in everyone's minds!

Could this youth... be the ancestor of their Spirit Hall?!

Impossible!

Spirit Hall's ancestor?!

That would have been someone from who knew how many years ago!

How could he still be alive?!

And... still look so young?!

But...

Other than that explanation, what else could account for everything before them?!

Why would the six elders call him Ancestor?

Why had the Grand Worshipper still not appeared?

Why was this young man so terrifyingly powerful?

Why could he act so recklessly within Spirit Hall?!

"What a pity."

Qin Zheng lowered his gaze, looking at the six elders kneeling and kowtowing below. His pitch-black eyes showed not the slightest ripple.

"If you make a mistake, you must pay the price."

"Besides..."

He paused, his tone carrying faint, undisguised contempt.

"I have no need for your surrender."

Boom!!

Those words struck the six elders like thunder from the ninth heavens!

They abruptly raised their heads, their faces filled with disbelief.

No need?!

The ancestor actually... had no need for their surrender?!

How was that possible!

They were Title Douluos!

Across the entire Douluo Continent, there were only a few dozen Title Douluos in total!

Every Title Douluo was a top-tier force that major factions scrambled to recruit!

Yet this ancestor... actually said he had no need for them?!

"An... Ancestor..."

Pufferfish Douluo's face turned deathly pale, his voice trembling.

"Wh... what do you mean by that?"

"We sincerely wish to pledge ourselves to you, Ancestor! Please give us a chance!"

"Yes, Ancestor! Please show mercy!"

"We will certainly serve you with all our hearts from now on! We would never dare harbor any disloyal thoughts!"

The six elders begged for mercy over one another, their foreheads striking the ground even harder.

Blood streamed down their foreheads, staining the bluestone floor red.

Yet Qin Zheng did not even furrow his brow.

"A chance?"

He chuckled softly, his tone tinged with faint mockery.

"I have given you more than one chance."

"Especially you, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo."

"Now that you cannot defeat me, you want to beg for mercy?"

He slowly raised his right hand, his long, fair fingers gently curling into a fist.

"Too late."

Bzzz—!

A terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from Qin Zheng's body!

Pitch-black soul power swept outward in all directions like a raging tide!

Wherever it passed, the air let out explosive cracks beneath the unbearable strain!

The six elders bore the brunt of it!

"Pff—!"

All six spat out huge mouthfuls of blood, their bodies sent flying like kites with severed strings!

They crashed heavily onto the bluestone ground several yards away!

Crack—!

The hard bluestone floor was smashed into six shallow craters!

"Cough, cough..."

Pufferfish Douluo struggled to his feet. His fat body trembled violently, his face filled with fear and unwillingness.

He suddenly raised his head and stared fixedly at the black-robed figure in the distance, a trace of madness flashing in his eyes!

Since begging for mercy was useless...

Then... he would fight to the death!

"Everyone!"

He suddenly turned to the five elders beside him, his voice hoarse.

"Since that old bastard refuses to spare us, then we'll fight him!"

"The six of us Titled Douluo joining forces may not be without a chance!"

"Even if we die, we'll tear a piece of flesh off him!"

The other five elders also climbed to their feet.

They exchanged glances, seeing resolve and madness in each other's eyes.

That was right!

Begging was useless!

Then they could only fight!

"Fine! Let's fight!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo gritted his teeth, his effeminate face twisted with ferocity.

"Even if we die, we'll tear a piece of flesh off him!"

"Ghost Leopard, you're the fastest. Look for an opening and launch a sneak attack!"

"Pufferfish, your defense is the strongest. You'll hold him back!"

"Old Ghost and I will provide cover from the front!"

In just a few breaths, the six elders had already formed their battle plan.

They were, after all, battle-hardened Titled Douluo. Even driven into a corner, they would not meekly await death!

"Attack!"

At Pufferfish Douluo's fierce shout—

Buzz—!

Buzz—!

Buzz—!

Six dazzling soul ring halos rose simultaneously beneath the six elders' feet, nine soul rings arranged in sequence!

"Seventh Soul Skill—Martial Soul True Body!"

The six of them shouted in unison, their voices echoing across the plaza!

At that moment, all six Titled Douluo unleashed their Martial Soul True Bodies!

Boom—!!

A terrifying torrent of soul power erupted like six volcanoes exploding at once!

The entire Spirit Hall plaza trembled faintly beneath that dreadful pressure!

Six enormous phantom images of martial souls solidified behind the six elders at the same time!

The auras of the six Titled Douluo surged to their peak in that instant.

Rumble!!!

Terrifying pressure swept toward Qin Zheng like a tidal wave!

The Spirit Hall disciples watching from the plaza had long since been scared out of their wits, retreating one after another to the edge of the square.

Their faces were deathly pale, their bodies trembling, not daring even to breathe loudly.

Six Titled Douluo unleashing their Martial Soul True Bodies at once...

Forget seeing such a spectacle—they had never even heard of it!

It was utterly terrifying!