"Making experts of this caliber in batches would certainly require a huge amount of energy, and it's impossible to produce them indefinitely."
"But..."
A cold glint flashed in Di Tian's eyes.
"If a group of Limit Douluos swarmed in, even I would find it difficult to withstand them."
"Unless a powerful figure of the lord's level intervenes, it might be possible to suppress it."
Gu Yuena nodded slightly.
Although she was somewhat shocked by the methods of humans, as a former avatar of the Dragon God and a peak-level god, she had absolute confidence.
Even if she doesn't become a god, she is still invincible in this plane of existence due to the suppression of its rules.
"A group of Limit Douluos may be troublesome, but they are ultimately just ants."
"As long as I don't become a god, if I want to leave, no one can stop me."
Gu Yuena's tone carried an innate arrogance.
However.
When her gaze swept over the content behind the canopy, her arrogance instantly froze on her face.
That's a description of the core abilities of a martial soul.
[With your heart as the sea, and the moon as your prison. By imprisoning yourself, no matter how powerful your opponent, they will be sealed by the sea and the moon; even a god-king can be sealed!]
These words struck Gu Yuena like a thunderbolt.
She froze completely.
"How is this possible?"
"Even a god-king can be sealed away?"
Gu Yuena's voice suddenly rose, and her purple eyes contracted sharply.
She knew all too well what the God-King meant.
That was the supreme fighting force of the divine realm, the one that had driven the Dragon God to the brink of defeat.
Even at her peak, she wouldn't dare say she could easily defeat the God King.
But now, a human's martial soul is actually claimed to be able to seal a god-king?
"Doesn't this mean..."
Gu Yuena felt a chill run down her spine.
"If Haiyue wanted to, she could seal me away too?"
She is the Silver Dragon King. Although she is currently seriously injured and her strength is no longer at its peak, she is still a god-level being in essence.
If the opponent can even seal a God-King, then dealing with her, a heavily injured Level One God, would be a piece of cake.
Di Tian, standing behind him, gasped in shock.
"Doesn't this mean that even you, my lord, can only manage a draw against Haiyue at best?"
"And it's the kind of draw where there's absolutely no chance of escape?"
"If we can't escape their seal, it means we'll both perish!"
For the first time, Di Tian felt fear.
Humans are growing too fast, so fast that even this old dragon, who has lived for over 800,000 years, is feeling uneasy.
Brigitte also turned pale, clutching her chest and exclaiming in shock:
"Invincible below the gods, one for one above the gods..."
"Even a god-king can be sealed?"
"This Haiyue is just too amazing."
"This is completely illogical!"
The atmosphere at the entire Lake of Life became incredibly oppressive.
They were originally planning a counterattack against the God Realm and the revival of the Soul Beast race.
But now this unexpected variable has suddenly appeared, completely disrupting all their plans.
Gu Yuena stared intently at the sky, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"There's actually such a powerful martial soul?!"
"How is this possible..."
"The quality and rules of this martial spirit are already no worse than my Silver Dragon King martial spirit."
A strong sense of frustration rose in Gu Yuena's heart.
She is the ruler of all soul beasts, and the one with the noblest bloodline.
But now, a human's martial spirit is actually able to overpower her in terms of the rules.
And what terrified her the most was...
"And this is only third place."
Gu Yuena murmured to herself, her gaze slowly moving upwards to the still unannounced top two positions.
"The third place is already enough to seal the God King."
"That second place, or even the first place at the very top of the list..."
"What kind of martial soul is it exactly?"
"Could it be that he could even kill the God-King?"
At this moment, Gu Yuena, the Silver Dragon King, felt an unprecedented sense of confusion and shock.
The world seemed to have become completely unfamiliar during the years she had been asleep.
...
Poseidon Island.
This island, located deep in the sea, is shrouded in the light of the sea god year-round.
Inside the Temple of Neptune, the High Priestess Poseidon, holding a scepter, stood silently beneath the statue.
Her usually calm face was now filled with shock.
"Batch production of Limit Douluo..."
"This is just too incredible."
Poseidon's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying a deep sigh.
As one of the three ultimate Douluo of this era, she knew all too well how difficult it was to reach this level.
That requires talent, opportunity, and perseverance—all three are indispensable.
She was the spokesperson for the sea god, and only by borrowing the sea god's power could she barely reach this level.
But Haiyue is alright.
Direct batch production.
How could she, the Sea God Douluo, bear this?
"Although I know that the overseas world is vast, the Haiyue Empire is powerful, and there are many Limit Douluo."
"But I never expected that these Limit Douluos were actually produced in batches by Haiyue."
Poseidon's fingers, which were gripping the scepter, turned slightly white.
This completely overturns the meaning of cultivation.
Below the main hall, the seven guardians of the Seagod Island were utterly astonished.
Sea Dragon Douluo, Seahorse Douluo, Sea Spear Douluo...
Each of them is a titled Douluo-level powerhouse and a pillar of Seagod Island.
Normally, they are revered by thousands and have a very high opinion of themselves.
But now, looking at the content on the screen, they only felt a burning pain on their faces.
They cultivated their whole lives, but they only reached the rank of Title Douluo.
It is difficult to even cross the threshold of level 95 Super Douluo.
Not to mention a level 99 Limit Douluo.
Sea Dragon Douluo shook his head bitterly, his eyes filled with desolation.
"None of us can reach the level of Limit Douluo."
"Only the High Priest Poseidon is a demigod."
"As a result, Haiyue was able to produce Limit Douluo at will, just like a creator."
"How can we ascetics live in this world?"
The other pillar guardians looked at each other, speechless.
Inside the Temple of Poseidon, only Poseidon's slightly heavy breathing could be heard.
Throughout the long life of this great priestess, few things could have caused her to lose her composure to this extent.
"call..."
Poseidon let out a long breath, and it took him a while to calm down the heaving in his chest as he tried to suppress the shock of the "mass-produced Limit Douluo" into his heart.
However, this is just the beginning.
Just as Poseidon regained her composure, the Seahorse Douluo, dressed in black, suddenly took a step forward from below the hall.
He tilted his head back, his eyes bulging with fear, his voice dry and hoarse from extreme terror.
"Great Master, look behind you!"
"This description of a martial spirit... how could it possibly be true? How could such an unreasonable rule be allowed to exist in this world?"
Seahorse Douluo's trembling finger pointed to the end of the sky, where golden light shone brightly, and every word seemed to be carved into the firmament with divine power.
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