What I Say Is Rule, What I Say Is Truth, I Am Creation!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

A series of kneeling sounds rang out!

The six Titled Douluo all dropped to their knees!

Their knees slammed heavily against the bluestone ground, producing dull impacts!

"Th... what is this?!"

Porcupinefish Douluo's pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with horror and disbelief.

He tried to stand.

Yet no matter how he urged his soul power, no matter how he struggled... his legs seemed nailed to the ground, utterly unable to move!

And that was not all.

His waist bent down against his will.

His head was forced low!

As if... he were bowing his head in submission to Qin Zheng!

"No... impossible!"

"Why... why is my body no longer under my control?!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's face was equally pale, his voice trembling.

He desperately tried to straighten his back and lift his head...

But no matter how hard he tried, he could not do it!

That invisible force was like an ancient divine mountain, pressing down on him with crushing weight, forcing him to bow and kneel!

"Wh... what kind of soul skill is this?!"

Ghost Leopard Douluo's eyes brimmed with terror.

Speed had always been what he prided himself on most.

Yet now, he could not even move a finger!

He could only kneel there helplessly, bowing before Qin Zheng.

The feeling was unbearably stifling!

And utterly terrifying!

All six Titled Douluo were aghast!

They had no idea what terrifying soul skill the protagonist had used this time!

With just one sentence...

He had made all six Titled Douluo kneel?!

Th... was this even a soul skill?!

At the edge of the plaza, the Spirit Hall disciples watching the scene were completely dumbfounded!

"D... did I see that right?"

"The six elders... all knelt down?!"

"J-just because that young man said one sentence?!"

Everyone was stunned.

Just as everyone stood shocked, horrified, and unable to believe what they were seeing, Qin Zheng moved.

He slowly walked forward.

This time, his figure did not turn into an afterimage.

Instead, he walked through the air step by step.

With every step he took, ripples spread through the void.

It was as though he was not stepping on empty air, but solid ground.

Step by step, he walked toward the Titled Douluo before him.

His dark black dragon robe fluttered in the wind, while his ink-black hair streamed wildly behind him.

There was neither joy nor sorrow on his peerlessly handsome face.

Only those deep, pitch-black eyes looked down indifferently upon the kneeling figures below.

His bearing was like that of a true deity descending into the mortal world.

"I said."

Qin Zheng's voice rang out once more.

"All soul power before me, disperse."

Boom—!!

The moment the words fell!

That primordial divine power erupted once more!

The next instant!

The soul power of all six Title Douluo vanished!

The terrifying soul power that had once blotted out the sky disappeared completely!

"Buzz—!"

The glow of Porcupinefish Douluo's soul rings instantly dimmed!

The soul power that had surged through his body for decades receded like a tide!

In the blink of an eye, it vanished without a trace!

"No... impossible!"

"My soul power! Where is my soul power?!"

Porcupinefish Douluo's pupils constricted as he let out a shrill scream!

He frantically tried to stir the soul power within him, attempting to summon even the slightest trace of it...

But no matter how hard he tried, there was nothing inside him!

Not a wisp of soul power remained!

It was as though... all his decades of cultivation had been wasted!

It was not only Porcupinefish Douluo!

The other five Title Douluo suffered the same fate!

Their soul power had all vanished in an instant!

All nine soul rings dimmed!

Their martial soul true forms were forcibly dispelled as well!

Their bodies returned to the forms of ordinary people.

Yet at this moment, they were even weaker than ordinary people!

"No... my soul power! How did my soul power disappear?!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's face was white as paper, his voice trembling.

He could clearly feel that his body was completely empty!

There was not even a trace of soul power left!

How... how was this possible!

He was a Title Douluo!

A nine-ringed Title Douluo!

How could all his soul power vanish in an instant?!

This... this was utterly absurd!

The six Title Douluo were completely dumbfounded.

They could accept being effortlessly suppressed.

But what was this supposed to mean?

He had merely spoken two sentences...

And they had been suppressed?!

The first sentence had made them kneel.

The second had dispersed their soul power.

Then... what about the third sentence?

Would it... kill them outright?!

As soon as that thought arose, the six elders went ice-cold, as though they had fallen into an icy abyss!

Fear surged over them like a tide, utterly drowning them!

At the edge of the plaza, the Spirit Hall disciples watching the scene had gone completely numb.

Their eyes were wide, their mouths agape as they stared fixedly at the black-robed figure in the center of the plaza.

There was no expression left on their faces.

Because... they had been shocked beyond numbness.

"Am... am I dreaming?"

A disciple muttered to himself and pinched himself hard.

It hurt!

It hurt terribly!

This wasn't a dream!

It was all real!

"Two sentences... just two sentences..."

"Six Titled Douluo... crippled just like that?!"

"My god... what kind of monster is this?!"

"No... not a monster... a god..."

"Right... a god... only a god could do something like this..."

Everyone was muttering to themselves.

As they watched the black-robed figure walking through the air at the center of the plaza, their eyes brimmed with the utmost reverence and fervor.

A god!

This had to be a god!

Only a god could possess such terrifying power!

Only a god could suppress six Titled Douluo with merely a few words!

A god had descended upon their Spirit Hall?!

The instant that thought arose, everyone became ecstatic!

A god!

Their Spirit Hall had a god's protection!

Then in the future... Spirit Hall would surely dominate the entire Douluo Continent!

While everyone was shocked, excited, and frenzied, Qin Zheng had already walked up to the Titled Douluo elders kneeling before him.

He slowly came to a stop.

Lowering his gaze, he looked at the six elders kneeling below.

There was not a ripple in his pitch-black eyes.

"I said."

Qin Zheng's voice rang out for the third time.

"The martial souls of the six before me shall shatter."

As his words fell, heaven and earth fell silent.

The entire Spirit Hall plaza instantly sank into absolute dead silence!

Everyone froze where they stood.

Their eyes were wide, their mouths agape, staring fixedly at the scene before them.

Their martial souls... would shatter?!

What... what did that mean?!

Could it be...

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

The next moment!

Before the six elders' stunned eyes!

The martial souls that had vanished emerged from their bodies once more!

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

The six elders were dumbfounded.

Why had their martial souls come out on their own?!

Then they recalled what Qin Zheng had just said!

Their martial souls would shatter?!

The six elders' expressions changed drastically!