"Third Prince?"
The elders frowned, unable to understand how the Su Clan had offended the Third Prince.
They were merely earls out in Shanhai City and had not even visited the imperial capital in years. Even if they needed to take sides when an emperor ascended the throne, it would never be their turn to do so. How had they offended the Third Prince out of nowhere?
"Gentlemen, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us. Could you tell us what happened? If our Su Clan has done something wrong, we can apologize to the Third Prince. Please give us a chance to explain."
The Su Clan elder spoke hurriedly.
Against two Evil Soul Master Soul Douluos, they still had their later Soul Rings left to detonate, so fighting would not be much of a problem. But if the Third Prince wanted to deal with them, that would be a serious problem.
Because the Su Clan was not certain whether it was the Third Prince who wanted to deal with them or the Imperial Family.
And neither possibility was good for the Su Clan, whose strength was still growing.
Killing him in retaliation was impossible. With the Su Clan's current strength, once they killed a prince, the clan itself would be just about finished.
But if they did not retaliate, the Third Prince only had to send a few people to cause trouble now and then to make things miserable for the Su Clan.
Thus, the Su Clan elders felt it would be better to take a step back for now. Everything else could wait until the clan had grown stronger.
But although the Su Clan wanted to back down, the Evil Soul Masters did not.
Three Soul Douluos-the desire in both men's eyes was already impossible to suppress. Especially since everyone they had brought this time had died, the Soul Saints' souls and blood would all belong to them as well. They could gather up the rest and hand it over to the cult for a considerable number of contribution points.
"A misunderstanding? No, there is no misunderstanding! Every last one of you will die today!"
"I advise you to surrender obediently. Then I might go a little easier on you. Otherwise..."
"Heh heh heh!"
The Holy Spirit Cult's two Soul Douluos laughed loudly, and just then, the Su Clan members also noticed something was wrong.
"What's going on with this barrier? Why can't we contact anyone outside?"
A Su Clan member had wanted to seek outside help, only to discover that a barrier had been placed around the clan grounds at some unknown point. No matter how he struck it, he could not break it.
Watching the Su Clan members strike the barrier, the Soul Douluo with the blood Martial Soul almost wanted to laugh.
"Don't waste your strength. This barrier cost so much that even I felt the pinch, but in exchange, it's strong enough that even a Titled Douluo couldn't break through it anytime soon."
"Besides, don't even dream of people outside seeing you and trying to save you. Once this barrier is activated, no matter how fierce the fighting gets in here, all anyone outside can see is scenery matching this place. They won't see even a glimpse of the battle."
"Light, sound-none of it can get outside. No one will notice anything wrong here and find someone to save you."
The Soul Douluo with the blood Martial Soul had just finished speaking when an old man's voice came from within the Su Clan. "Is that true?"
"Of course."
The Soul Douluo with the blood Martial Soul answered instinctively, but immediately noticed something amiss.
Because that voice had not come from the three Soul Douluo elders before him, but from deep within the Su Clan grounds.
From inside the Su Clan, and from so far away at that-the cultivation of whoever had projected that voice...
While the Soul Douluo with the blood Martial Soul was still thinking, he saw an old man tread upon empty air, walking unhurriedly into the sky.
That manner of strolling through a quiet courtyard was not something an ordinary Soul Douluo could casually manage.
He had seen those effortless steps before, and the person he had seen had possessed a cultivation of...
The two Evil Soul Master Soul Douluos widened their eyes. The old man walked slowly toward them, and as he approached, the Soul Rings around him gradually emerged.
No one paid attention to the first rings, the two yellow and two purple and such. But as he took his eighth step and the Eighth Soul Ring appeared, their hearts clenched, and a sense of foreboding filled them.
Especially when the old man took his ninth step and the final blood-red Soul Ring emerged behind him, both men were already pale with terror.
An Evil Soul Master Soul Douluo was strong enough to defeat an ordinary Titled Douluo.
There was one very important point in that statement: an ordinary Titled Douluo.
A Titled Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring clearly had nothing to do with the word ordinary.
After fusing with their Ninth Soul Ring, an ordinary Titled Douluo's Soul Power would only reach rank ninety-one. But a Titled Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring would reach rank ninety-two straight away.
Furthermore, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring provided not one ninth Soul Skill, but two, and the power of each was beyond anything a Titled Douluo with two yellow, two purple, and five black rings could match.
Even a newly advanced Titled Douluo with two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red Soul Ring would be no weaker than a rank ninety-three Titled Douluo.
The situation they faced was no longer two combatants with Titled Douluo strength against three with Soul Douluo strength. It was two weaklings among Titled Douluos facing an above-average Titled Douluo and three high-level Soul Douluos.
"Senior, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us."
Without any hesitation, the moment the Grand Elder appeared, both men quickly admitted defeat. After all, Douluo Continent had an old saying: a wise man knew which way the wind blew.
"A misunderstanding? No, there is no misunderstanding!"
As the Grand Elder spoke, his final Soul Ring lit up. Ninth Soul Skill, Cloud-Transformed Lion King!
The Grand Elder's Martial Soul swiftly transformed into an enormous lion dozens of meters long. Amethyst glimmered faintly across its body, and a pair of broad wings on its back displayed its ability to fly.
"Stop! If you attack us, neither the Holy Cult nor the Third Prince will let the Su Clan off! Let us leave, and this matter can end here."
"That's right! I am willing to swear on my Martial Soul. As long as you let us leave, we will treat today's events as though they never happened. We absolutely won't pursue the matter!"
Hearing their solemn assurances, the Grand Elder did not hesitate at all. His Ninth Soul Ring lit up again, and the Amethyst Winged Lion King formed from clouds spat a fireball at the two men.
The second Soul Skill of the Grand Elder's Ninth Soul Ring, Huo Yun Art!
"Third Brother, let's stake everything on this!"
"All right!"
The two Evil Soul Masters exchanged a glance, and then their Eighth Soul Rings lit up. Afterward, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner Soul Douluo suddenly vanished from where he stood, leaving only the Soul Douluo with the blood Martial Soul to face the Grand Elder's ninth Soul Skill.
"Fifth, you bastard!"
"Sorry, Third Brother, we really can't win this fight! I promise I'll send you up mountains of blades and down seas of fire in your next life!"
"I..."
Before the Soul Douluo with the blood Martial Soul could finish, the Huo Yun Art had already burned him into a heap of charcoal. Only a Head Soul Bone remained unburned by the Grand Elder.
"He even brought a Soul Bone. What a nice fellow."
After casually putting away the Soul Bone, the Grand Elder's forehead lit up. Head Soul Bone skill, Position Tracking!
And with that, following the Grand Elder's intervention, both Evil Soul Master Soul Douluos had perished!
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