"This is a Soul Tool."
Seeing everyone's confusion, Lin Qian spoke up to explain.
For this reselection of the Seven Great Sects, he intended to unveil Soul Tools and cultivate trusted followers along the way. As long as the Sun Moon Sect completed the reselection, secured a ranking, and built up enough prestige, no one would gossip when he promoted them later.
Perhaps he could even seize this opportunity to popularize the long-lost Soul Tool technology again and bring the Douluo Continent into industrial civilization ahead of time.
"Could this be the Soul Tool technology lost to the continent for ten thousand years? This is incredible!"
His old brother Light Feather Douluo's praise came late, but it came nonetheless, as he lavished compliments on Yue Hongchen below the platform.
To be fair, 128 glittering golden Soul Tool Turrets firing at full power really did look impressive!
"Sixth Soul Skill, Mad Annihilation!"
While discussion buzzed on the platform, Huyan Zhen below was under mountainous pressure. To him, being pinned down and battered by an obscure sect was deeply humiliating. If he did not get serious, his predetermined position at the head of the Upper Three Sects might fly away.
So he skipped straight past three Soul Skills. A black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring blazed, and a massive Diamond Mammoth charged with a roar. More than half the Soul Tool Turrets were swept away, while the rest began billowing black smoke, looking ready to break down.
Yue Hongchen decisively put away the turrets. Still, no one saw him make any move. When the Diamond Mammoth charged into him, a thunderous explosion rang out, and smoke filled the arena, obscuring the situation.
Huyan Zhen smiled smugly and was about to announce his victory when the smile froze on his lips.
As the