Chapter 293: A Heaven-Defying Divine Art
"I'll go."
Moments later, a middle-aged man rose from the crowd, his body radiating the aura of a powerful Contra.
He too was intrigued by this Scattering Beans into Soldiers divine art and wished to personally test the strength of the beings it created.
In his heart, confidence surged. As a genuine Contra, he believed there was no way a few figures made from mere leaves could match him.
Carrying that self-assurance, he stepped onto the stage.
"You may freely pick one of the soul masters or soul beasts as your opponent," Ling Yun said with a faint smile. "But I suggest you unleash your Martial Soul True Body first."
The man furrowed his brows briefly but trusted that the Starry Auction Pavilion would not deceive him. Without hesitation, he released his beast martial soul.
In an instant, he activated his Martial Soul True Body.
His eyes swept across the five soul masters and five soul beasts before choosing one of the latter.
"Sixth Soul Skill—Heavenly Wolf Blade!"
With an earth-shaking howl, soul power burst from his frame as he slashed forward, a massive blade of energy surging toward the chosen beast.
But before his attack could connect, the silent creature's eyes flashed with life. Its body blurred into a streak of light, vanishing entirely.
A deafening roar resounded.
"Ten… Ten-thousand-year soul beast!"
The man's attack shattered instantly under the force of the beast's roar.
The echoing shockwave blasted him off his feet. Overwhelmed by the creature's aura, he stumbled backward uncontrollably.
Just as the beast's next strike was about to tear him apart, Ling Yun flicked her fingers lightly.
An invisible barrier shimmered between them, halting the attack midair.
"Enough. The battle is over," she said with a serene smile.
A soft wave of vitality enveloped the wounded Contra, soothing and healing him instantly.
The hall fell completely silent. Every soul master and beast stared in disbelief at the scene before them.
Moments later, murmurs erupted like wildfire.
"Impossible! That… that was truly the aura of a hundred-thousand-year beast! I've faced such power before—this was no illusion!"
A Title Douluo stood up abruptly, his voice trembling with shock.
He had faced such a creature personally—and he knew without doubt that what stood before them had been the real thing.
That terrible aura, that crushing presence… it was genuine.
Across the hall, powerful figures exchanged solemn glances.
Scattering Beans into Soldiers—it was far more terrifying than any of them had imagined.
A fragment of an ordinary leaf had transformed into a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.
"This divine art…" one whispered, chest tightening. "It's absolutely monstrous."
Ling Yun smiled faintly as her gaze swept over the stunned audience. "Would anyone else care to test it?" she asked.
Another courageous Title Douluo stepped forward, selecting one of the human soul masters this time.
A brief exchange later—the challenger was effortlessly defeated.
Two battles. Two instant defeats.
The silence that followed was deafening.
It was beyond comprehension.
Just ten simple leaves—yet from them had emerged five beasts of hundred-thousand-year caliber and five human soul masters, each at the Title Douluo level.
If ten leaves could create ten such entities… what about a hundred?
A hundred Title Douluos, or a hundred divine-grade beasts.
The thought sent chills crawling down every spine.
This was no mere ability—it was a power that could defy heaven itself.
"This… this truly is the art said to overcome ten thousand alone," someone whispered in awe.
The breathing of the mighty ones in the crowd turned ragged. They all reached the same silent conclusion—no matter the cost, this divine art must be theirs.
With it, their factions would never again fear anyone on the Douluo Continent.
Ling Yun's calm voice rose once more, cutting through their awe.
"I trust you all now understand the strength of Scattering Beans into Soldiers. What you've seen today was merely a glimpse. I only used a small fraction of my power."
"Had I unleashed my full strength, these summoned beings would have been far stronger—and remember, their numbers have no limit."
"However, do note that the power of the summoned soul masters or beasts depends entirely on the strength of the one casting the divine art."
"And the more beings you create, the weaker they will be individually."
As her explanation unfolded, awe gave way to realization.
This divine art—when wielded by someone of invincible might—could truly make one person stand against an army.
"That concludes the demonstration," Ling Yun said finally. "The starting bid for the Scattering Beans into Soldiers divine art is five hundred million gold soul coins, with minimum increments of one hundred million."
Her gavel fell, signaling the start of the auction.
"Five hundred million!"
Almost instantly, Xu Tiannan of the Sun Moon Empire called out, his voice firm and resolute.
He understood perfectly the terrifying strategic potential before him.
Though he could not gauge Ling Yun's exact strength, he was certain she had yet to reach godhood—perhaps only at the Quasi-God level.
Yet with just a portion of her power, she had created warriors and beasts of such unimaginable might.
If he himself mastered this art, he could easily summon dozens of Title Douluos by his own hand.
The thought thrilled him.
Even if the creations would last only moments, that brief time could decide the fate of an entire war.
The Sun Moon Empire counted among the most powerful nations on the continent, yet even they had fewer than ten Title Douluos in total.
But with Scattering Beans into Soldiers, a single man could create dozens in an instant.
It was a difference beyond compare.
Training one Title Douluo took decades of time, endless resources, and rare fortune.
This divine art, however, could produce an army in a single breath.
For that reason, Xu Tiannan resolved that even if it cost his empire's entire fortune—or shook its very foundations—he would secure this power.
With it, the Sun Moon Empire could reshape the balance of the Douluo Continent itself.
Should it fall into another's hands, the consequences would be catastrophic.
He clenched his fists, eyes burning with resolve.
The bidding for a power that could overturn the world had begun.
(END CHAPTER)
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