General Long Wei: "Do you know that when we soul beasts reach one hundred thousand years of age, Tribulation Lightning descends? If we fail to pass it, we perish and our souls scatter!
"Yet if we do pass it, we officially step into the metamorphosis of the 'ferocious beast' realm!"
General Long Wei: "Each time we survive a Tribulation Lightning, our soul beasts' strength grows exponentially, and our soul cores are also tempered.
"Yet correspondingly, every one hundred thousand years we experience a Tribulation Lightning, and it grows increasingly fierce until reaching Level 100 to become a god."
General Long Wei: "Do you all know just how much pressure we soul beasts bear? You still vainly attempt to deny the facts—simply laughable!
"If those false gods in the heavens were not terrified of our power, dreading that we would threaten their authority, how could they arrange Tribulation Lightning and set down fetters and shackles?"
General Long Wei: "To tell you the truth, not just we soul beasts, you humans also possess shackles; otherwise, why would your own cultivation require external things like soul rings?"
Inside Spirit Hall, watching General Long Wei's words, Bibi Dong slowly stood up.
In Bibi Dong's eyes, everything General Long Wei spoke of, while surprising, was still somewhat acceptable.
Since humans were able to continue cultivating above the Titled rank, it was impossible for soul beasts not to.
Instead, the final few paragraphs left her heart churning with stormy waves—were the gods of Douluo truly reliable?
At this moment she was undergoing the Rakshasa God's god trials, yet this Rakshasa God was truly a tightfisted miser, giving her nothing outside of her own divine artifact.
Moreover, these words from General Long Wei also plunged Bibi Dong into deep thought—just what was the Douluo God Realm...
[General Long Wei: The Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion you saw has already survived four Tribulation Actions, and her strength is incomparably formidable. Right now I want to ask you, just how high is your soul power as this grandmaster?
Possessing such rich theoretical knowledge, surely your soul power level is also above the Titled rank, right?]
[Yu Xiaogang: I... I...]
[General Long Wei: What? Cat got your tongue? It seems your strength is not as stiff as your mouth!
Oh, I forgot, you are merely a trash with half a rank of soul power! Breaking through to soul elder caused you to lose your bearings, so happy you went mad.
I am curious, with goods like you, what face do you have to question the authenticity of our intelligence!]
[Yu Xiaogang: ...]
At this moment Yu Xiaogang had been retorted to speechlessness, his so-called grandmaster's pride having been torn apart inch by inch.
Meanwhile, Liu Erlong, who deeply loved Yu Xiaogang, could no longer sit still.
[Liu Erlong: You go too far! Xiao Gang is not trash, he is a true grandmaster!
Whether it is Tang San or Mubai, under Xiao Gang's nurturing they have grown sturdy and strong, even winning the championship of the Soul Master Tournament!
This is sufficient to demonstrate Xiao Gang's strength! I demand that you apologize immediately!]
In Spirit Hall, watching Liu Erlong defending Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong instantly clenched her fists—dammit, this woman had beaten her to the punch!
Bibi Dong could not openly defend Yu Xiaogang, and could only watch with utter grievance as Liu Erlong took the spotlight.
[General Long Wei: Tang San? Mubai? What kind of nonsense are those? This lord has never heard of them!
I care not what things you are; in my domain, possessing neither strength nor knowledge makes one trash!
Soul Master Tournament? Is that not just a child's game? If you have the guts, come to our Northern Underworld Empire and let us show you what true combat is!]
[Liu Erlong: Shameless braggart, I want to see just how much weight you pull. Just you wait!]
[General Long Wei: Come then, I shall accompany you to the end!]
[General Long Wei: To tell you the truth, even if you are a Titled Douluo, this general is not afraid!
With a single hand, this general could beat four or five of your so-called Titled Douluo of the Douluo Continent without the slightest bit of effort!]
This single sentence from Long Wei was like a deep-sea bomb, instantly blasting out Ning Fengzhi and the others who had been lurking.
The sect masters were naturally extremely displeased with Long Wei's words. Aside from Ning Fengzhi, who possessed a special status, which of them was not a super powerhouse above level ninety-five?
Level ninety-five Yu Yuanzhen and Gu Rong, level ninety-six Chen Xin, and level ninety-nine Bibi Dong were all peak combat strengths across the continent.
Yet now, this soul beast of the Northern Underworld Empire actually claimed he could easily handle them with one hand—how could this fail to make them furious?
[Yu Yuanzhen: Esteemed General, are your words not somewhat overly arrogant? This seat is Yu Yuanzhen, Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is the number one beast martial soul under heaven, and upon reaching the Titled rank one can transform into a true dragon, with fleshly strength that is peerless!
Although Your Excellency is a dragon-tribe soul beast, claiming you can handle four or five Titled Douluo with one hand is truly too exaggerated, is it not?]
[Ning Fengzhi: Sect Master Yu speaks most correctly. Although this Ning is not considered strong, I have the Sword and Bone Douluos by my side.
One possesses the Seven Kill Sword martial soul with the continent's strongest offense, while the other possesses the Bone Dragon martial soul with supreme defensive power. Neither of them are ordinary figures.]
[General Long Wei: Putting aside the matter of exaggeration for a moment, I wish to ask you a question: are you saying that on the Douluo Continent, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is the number one beast martial soul?]
[Yu Yuanzhen: Precisely. I wonder if Your Excellency has any instruction?]
[General Long Wei: Hahahaha, hahahaha!
Apologies, before His Majesty I should have remained calm through all events, but I simply could not hold it in.]
[General Long Wei: Do you know that in our Northern Underworld Continent, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul can only rank at number one hundred and eight among beast martial souls?]
Upon seeing Long Wei's words on the sky screen, Yu Yuanzhen abruptly stood up, his brows furrowed tightly as anger and disbelief filled his eyes.
[Yu Yuanzhen: Your Excellency must not jest! My Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is a true dragon! How could it possibly rank only at number one hundred and eight!]
[General Long Wei: I have no reason to deceive you. The Beast Martial Soul Ranking is extremely strict; not just any stray cat or dog can enter it. Ranking at number one hundred and eight, you should feel honored.
This general has the honor of being a defending-state general, and my Black Demon Dragon King only ranks tenth among beast martial souls. You should be content.]
[Long Wei: Oh, that's right, the Seven Kill Sword ranks relatively high among tool martial souls, entering the top fifty. As for the Bone Dragon...]
[Gu Rong: What about the Bone Dragon? Speak quickly, Your Excellency!]
[General Long Wei: The Bone Dragon is just a little bit higher than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, but the Bone Dragon wielder of our empire is an expert who excels in both offense and defense.
If it is merely used for defense, that would be somewhat wasting a natural treasure.]
Upon hearing the words of General Long Wei, Gu Rong immediately began to ponder. Excelling in both offense and defense? It seemed that senior was even more familiar with the Bone Dragon Martial Soul than he was himself. Should he go pay a visit and seek guidance?
[Yu Yuanzhen: I do not believe it! Why would a mere Bone Dragon be ranked above my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon! Do not spout nonsense, you fellow!
We are dragons, true dragons!]
[General Long Wei: True dragons? Do not make this general laugh. Your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons merely possess a sliver of Dragon King bloodline—how dare you call yourselves true dragons?
If you were true dragons, our Northern Underworld Continent would have at least eighty or a hundred kinds of true dragons!]