Level 9 Soul Cannons Shatter the Douluo Continent's Worldview

Sea God Island.

Outside the Sea God Hall, the seven Sacred Pillar Guardians and Bo Saixi, the Sea God's high priestess, frowned as they watched the comments scroll across the screen in the sky.

"High Priestess, could the god Bei Mingxue mentioned be Lord Sea God?"

Sea Dragon Douluo, standing beside her, asked uncertainly. The clue about wielding a trident pointed strongly in one direction. As far as they knew, only Poseidon, the Sea God, fit that description.

"..."

Bo Saixi remained silent for a long while. Then she turned and entered the Sea God Hall, kneeling quietly before the statue of the Sea God.

At the sight of her actions, the seven Sacred Pillar Guardians understood that she was communicating with Lord Sea God. They knelt before the statue as well and quietly waited for the guidance she would receive.

A short while later, Bo Saixi's eyes flew open, a trace of surprise in them.

She rose and swept her gaze over the others. "Lord Sea God's instruction... is to watch how things unfold and pay no heed to the Northern Underworld Empire."

"Yes."

The seven Sacred Pillar Guardians immediately lowered their heads, not daring to ask a single question.

As Bo Saixi stepped back out of the Sea God Hall, confusion and worry lingered in her eyes.

The divine message Lord Sea God had just sent was strange. It had almost felt as though... he was afraid?

The thought startled Bo Saixi. She hurriedly suppressed it. Lord Sea God was a god—how could he possibly be afraid? She must have imagined it!

That was what Bo Saixi told herself, yet the doubt in her eyes would not fade. A nameless unease gripped her, though she could not say why.

[Bei Mingxue: Qian Daoliu, I advise you not to turn your narrow gaze toward the Northern Underworld Empire. In our eyes, your Douluo Continent is nothing but a primitive land that has yet to emerge from barbarism.

You know nothing of Soul Tools or Ferocious Beasts, and even your research into Martial Souls is hopelessly primitive. You have nothing of worth!

If I wished it, you would all turn to flying ash in an instant! Do you understand?]

At those words, Yu Xiaogang could finally hold back no longer.

[Yu Xiaogang: Bei Mingxue, you've gone too far! Do you think there's no one left on the Douluo Continent to stand against you?

What use could some damned Soul Cannons possibly be? The records of the Douluo Continent made it clear long ago that the art of Soul Tools was lost. All that remains are a few Storage Soul Tools and Soul Tools that make daily life easier.]

[Yu Xiaogang: According to my research, the reason things turned out this way is precisely that Soul Tools are unreliable!

Otherwise, why would people in ancient times have stopped studying how to make Soul Tools and let that knowledge die out? This proves that Soul Tools are a crooked path! Martial Souls are the underlying principle and the true foundation!

Your so-called Soul Cannons might be useful at first, but in the end, won't you still need Titled Douluo to secure the final victory?]

This time, unusually, no one argued with Yu Xiaogang. Deep down, they did not believe the Northern Underworld Empire's so-called Soul Cannons could be all that powerful either.

As far as they were concerned, nothing could compare to their own Martial Souls. Raising their levels and acquiring Soul Rings was the proper path.

Soul Tools, meanwhile, were nothing more than icing on the cake.

What they could not imagine was that ten thousand years later, the people of Sun Moon Continent would use the very things they looked down on to beat them until they fell like scattered petals.

[Bei Mingxue: I'll let the dean of our Soul Guidance Academy answer that question.

Greetings, everyone. I am Qiu Beiling, dean of the Soul Guidance Academy.]

[Qiu Beiling: As for the question you're so concerned about, I can answer it right now.

Brewing...

A pack of third-rate nobodies, and you think you're fit to judge the Northern Underworld Empire's Soul Tool technology? What a joke!

Do you think we know nothing about the Douluo Continent? It looks prosperous on the surface, but underneath, it's full of sects and empires rotted to the core!

You haven't seen what Soul Tools can do, so you blindly dismiss them. No wonder you live like primitives!]

Qiu Beiling had given them a tongue-lashing. His first two sentences had led them to mistake him for a kindly old man; they had never expected him to be a master at cutting people down without a single curse word.

[Yu Xiaogang: You! You! I thought you were a refined scholar. I never imagined you were such a hooligan!

Hmph! I, Yu Xiaogang, would be ashamed to associate with someone like you!]

[Long Wei: Call you fat and you start wheezing? Yu Xiaogang, don't tell me you think you're someone important.

A good-for-nothing with weak Soul Power and worthless theories dares to judge us? What a joke!]

[Qiu Beiling: A scholar? You still dare to call yourself a scholar? You have no shame at all!

Ashamed to associate with me, are you? Tell me, what gives a Soul Master with only half a level of Soul Power the right to compare himself with me?

Never mind me—even my disciple Bei Mingfeng has only one level of Soul Power, yet she's a thousand times stronger than you! Ten thousand times!]

[Yu Xiaogang: What are you implying? Aren't you looking down on me a little too much?]

[Qiu Beiling: I am looking down on an ignorant fool like you!]

[Di Huaiying: As the current prime minister, I shouldn't get involved, but I truly can't hold back any longer.]

[Yu Xiaogang, Grandmaster, Grandmaster—an ignorant fool dares to claim such a grand title? Aren't you afraid a gust of wind will trip up that tongue of yours?]

[Qiu Beiling: Then let me ask you: in what way are you a grandmaster? What have you done to deserve that title?

Is it your pitiful knowledge, or your "mighty" cultivation?]

The screen had even thoughtfully put quotation marks around "mighty."

The three men's relentless barrage had left Yu Xiaogang unable to say another word. He sat on his bed, bloodshot eyes glaring as he breathed like a bull.

Yu Yuanzhen could no longer stand by. Yu Xiaogang was his son, after all. With people pointing fingers in his face and berating him like this, Yu Yuanzhen had to step in and defend him.

[Yu Yuanzhen: Everyone, Xiaogang may be somewhat arrogant, but he is knowledgeable. Surely there's no need to speak of him so harshly?]

[Qiu Beiling: Knowledgeable? Don't make us laugh!

Let us show you what real knowledge is! What real technology is!]

[Qiu Beiling: Unlike you, we mastered the technology for making Soul Tools long ago.

After tens of thousands of years of refinement and development, Soul Tools now permeate every part of the empire: the military, agriculture, transportation, and medicine.]

[Qiu Beiling: Did you see the ninth-generation Soul Guidance Energy-Gathering Cannon mentioned in the intelligence report?

After countless improvements, it takes only three Soul Emperors charging it briefly to unleash a full-power strike from a Level 90 Titled Douluo. It can pierce a Soul Douluo's Martial Soul Avatar in an instant.

Tell me, is that technology? Is that knowledge?]

[Qiu Beiling: And that's not all. A single shot from our Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon is powerful enough to turn the land for dozens of kilometers around into scorched earth, where not a blade of grass can grow!

Beyond that, we even have Level 10 super Soul Cannons—mighty weapons capable of "slaying" gods!]