Douluo Continent.
Ling Jue's use of the term "disciple-grandson" and his colleagues' sarcastic remarks were just jokes in their eyes, but in the Douluo Continent, they were like two Jinglei.
The previous crushing defeat of Chen Xin, who was completely overwhelmed by the pressure alone without making a sound, had shattered the pride of the Douluo Continent.
After all, that's Titled Douluo, the absolute face of the Douluo Continent!
At this moment, these shocking words about "grand-disciple" made the major forces of the Douluo Continent question their very existence.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Inside the main hall, there was a deathly silence.
The cup of fragrant tea that had long since gone cold finally slipped from Ning Fengzhi's hand and shattered on the ground with a crisp "crack".
Tea splashed onto the hem of his robe, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master, known for his profound wisdom and unwavering composure, seemed oblivious.
His face was as pale as paper, and his lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.
Those eyes, once so insightful, were now filled with nothing but emptiness and horror.
"Old... old bastard... he..."
Gu Rong's voice had also become dry and hoarse at this moment.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force, and several fine cracks quietly appeared on the surface of the stone pillar that he had punched earlier.
Gu Rong Chen Xin's strength all too well; they were sworn brothers who had fought each other their entire lives, with no clear victor!
Yet, even someone as virtuous as Chen Xin... not even qualified to receive help from others in that world?!
And that terrifying being was actually just... just the "grand-disciple" of that Heavenly Emperor?!
The impact of this information was no less than the result of a full-force blow hitting one's own chest.
"How is that possible?"
Gu Rong was somewhat unable to accept it for a moment.
"Disciple-grandson..."
Ning Fengzhi finally spoke, muttering those three words repeatedly, his voice filled with bitterness and disbelief, " Uncle Jian... he cultivated diligently his entire life, achieving perfect Unity of Man and Sword, becoming a supreme Douluo... but over there, Heavenly Emperor... he couldn't even... could he..."
He couldn't continue speaking. The word "not as good as" weighed as a mountain, and he couldn't bear to inflict it on Uncle Jian, whom he regarded as his own father.
But the cruel reality was laid bare before him, leaving him no choice but to believe it.
An unprecedented sense of insignificance, like a cold tide, instantly overwhelmed the entire main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School.
Their sect's foundation, which they were so proud of, and their status as the continent's top fighting force, were nothing but the laughable babbling of a frog in a well compared to the terrifying levels of the Shrouding the Heavens World.
Shrek Academy, playground.
"Transformation... Dragon Transformation? And Immortal Platform? Bah! Not even close to someone's great-great...
Oscar didn't even notice the sausage fall from his hand to the ground; he just opened his mouth wide enough to stuff a whole Big Sausage inside.
"This... this difference... is too outrageous! Sword Douluo... he's Titled Douluo!"
Zhao Wuji's face was also ashen, his tiger eyes wide open, staring intently at Elder Ling Jue, who stood proudly in the light screen, and Chen Xin, who was respectfully bowing before him.
His clenched fists trembled slightly, and a sense of powerlessness welled up from the deepest part of his heart.
He aspired to be Titled Douluo, Titled Douluo who would dominate the continent, but now...
Titled Douluo?
Before such beings, what difference is there between us and ants?
Besides shock, Flender's eyes also held a deep sense of worry about the future.
If... if one day, such a world were to descend upon Douluo, what would they do?
Tang San also felt a wave of dizziness.
Mysterious Heaven Skill, Hidden Weapon, Clear Sky Hammer...
All the trump cards he was so proud of seemed to lose their meaning in the face of such an absolute difference in power and realm.
"We... know nothing about power."
Yu Xiaogang was struck dumb, frozen in place.
He dedicated his life to the study of Martial Soul Theory and believed that he had glimpsed some of the mysteries of the path of the Soul Master.
But at this moment, Chen Xin's crushing defeat and Elder Ling Jue's self-narration were like a giant hammer, smashing his life's work and the theoretical framework he was so proud of to pieces!
Dragon Transformation?
Immortal Platform?
What is that?
The Titled Douluo of the Douluo Continent... they actually haven't even reached half of that system, they're only at the starting point?!
His lips trembled as he tried to say something, but ultimately he couldn't utter a word.
The Spirit Hall, the Pope's Palace.
Bibi Dong, perched high on her throne, displayed a subtle stiffness in her usually dignified and imposing demeanor.
Her slender fingers tapped unconsciously on the armrest, the rhythm more rapid and disordered than ever before.
In her phoenix eyes, there was no longer the domineering majesty that looked down upon the world, but a deep sense of apprehension, and... a trace of fear that even she herself was unwilling to admit.
"Disciple-grandson..."
She parted her red lips slightly, repeating the word, her voice still cool, but lacking its usual composure and instead carrying a hint of solemnity.
"What a fine grand-disciple... Ling Juezi... Elder of the Sword Pavilion..."
Yue Guan Guan's hand, which was holding a delicate, orchid-like gesture, froze in mid-air. The usual coquettish smile on her face had vanished without a trace, replaced by extreme terror and disbelief.
" Dragon Transformation... Immortal Platform... Your Majesty, what we... what we speculated before was simply... simply a pipe dream!"
His voice trembled, choked with sobs, "I don't even have the right to ask someone's 'grand-disciple' to make a move... This... this Shrouding the Heavens World, just what kind of dragon's den and tiger's lair is it?"
The Gui Mei figure hidden beneath the black robe seemed to have become slightly hunched, and its hoarse voice carried an unprecedented bitterness:
"The difference... is so Heavenly Abyss... We are... frogs at the bottom of a well..."
He never imagined that the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent would be so insignificant in the eyes of another world.
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in her heart. Her gaze sharpened again, but the shadows deep within her eyes grew even darker.
"It seems I have underestimated that world... no, I have greatly, far underestimated it."
Chen Xin's strength was genuine, and his crushing defeat served as a harsh wake-up call for us.
From this day forward, all assessments of the Shrouding the Heavens World by the Spirit Hall will be scrapped and redone!
Raise the alert level to the highest level!
All plans targeting that world are to be put on hold and re-examined!
The Heaven Dou Empire Palace, the Star Luo Empire Imperial Palace, Sea God Island, the Clear Sky Sect...
Similar shock, horror, and deathly silence quickly spread to every corner of the Douluo Continent that possessed top-tier experts.
" Titled Douluo... what's that?"
"The pinnacle of the Douluo Continent... what's that?"
What does everything we're so proud of mean?
Countless powerful individuals questioned themselves in their hearts, but found no answers, only a profound sense of powerlessness.
Meanwhile, the second-person perspective is activated.