Facing the overwhelmingly powerful Lu Qian, even the sect master of the Clear Sky Sect could not help looking grave.
Before Tang San left, he had warned Tang Xiao to be wary of Lu Qian.
But Tang Xiao had thought Tang San was merely crying wolf.
Only after actually seeing Lu Qian today did Tang Xiao finally realize that Tang San truly had not deceived him.
At just fourteen, he had already reached the rank of Titled Douluo.
Unprecedented!
Never to be surpassed!
Even his younger brother Tang Hao had been in his thirties when, with the help of Ah Yin's sacrifice, he became the continent's youngest Titled Douluo.
Yet perhaps what truly terrified people about Lu Qian was not his age, but the nine dazzling red Soul Rings around him!
Nine red Soul Rings-those were nine Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings!
Among other Titled Douluos, even a single Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was enough to look down proudly upon the entire Douluo Continent.
Take Tang Hao, for example. Although Spirit Hall had oppressed him terribly, there was no denying that Ah Yin's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring had helped him enormously!
Yet as the Clear Sky Sect's sect master, Tang Xiao's strength naturally could not be underestimated, so even after Lu Qian revealed all nine of his Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, he still clung to a sliver of hope.
Lu Qian was merely a teenage boy. Neither his combat experience nor his cunning should have been a match for Tang Xiao's.
But now that Lu Qian's domain skill, Sword Qi Great Wall, had taken shape, Tang Xiao could not leave this place unless he killed Lu Qian!
Yet as Tang Xiao felt Lu Qian's terrifying, boundless aura, a sense of helplessness suddenly rose within him.
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