Dou Ling Empire, Lingdou City.
Sky Sun Douluo looked at Xiong Jun and the Myriad Demon King seated in the seats of honor, a flicker of humiliation flashing through his eyes.
He was an extremely traditional Soul Master who believed Soul Beasts ought to provide Soul Masters with Soul Rings and Soul Bones.
In Sky Sun Douluo's eyes, Xu Sanshi, Xu Xuanming, and the exiled Shrek Soul Masters were all fools inviting wolves into the house.
The Dou Ling Empire had the weakest national strength of the four nations and had once been regarded as a peripheral nation by the other three.
Sky Sun had spent this period almost entirely without sleep, trying to ensure that Dou Ling's imperial succession would continue in the coming age of great conflict.
Whether it was the Heaven Dou Three Limit Douluos or the Star Luo Empire's joint defense, they were all executioner's blades hanging over the Dou Ling Empire's head.
Yet however hard Sky Sun racked his brains, he could think of no way to respond.
It seemed that their only hope of securing a sliver of survival for Dou Ling among the three nations lay with these Soul Beasts.
Only this pack of wolves could temporarily drive off the ferocious tiger that was Heaven Dou.
Though the members of Dou Ling's Offering Hall sat along both sides, the wariness and rejection in their eyes had almost taken tangible form.
These Titled Douluos had spent their lives fighting Soul Beasts, regarding the acquisition of powerful Soul Rings as an honor. Now, welcoming two Ferocious Beasts of unfathomable strength into the city, they could scarcely put their revulsion into words.
"Beast Kings," Sky Sun said, his gaze fixed firmly on the two Beast Kings, "why hasn't His Excellency Di Tian come?"
Xiong Jun kept