Chapter 17 Qian Xunji: Where did this Limit Douluo come from on this desolate island?
The Soul Emperor was now drenched in sweat, which pooled on the ground in a small puddle.
He swallowed hard, steeled himself, and said in a voice trembling with tears:
"Your Majesty...it's truly...a crushing defeat!"
"Of the two thousand Soul Masters who accompanied us, more than half were lost; almost the entire army was wiped out..."
"And...and..."
The Soul Emperor's voice grew softer and softer, the last few words practically squeezed out between his teeth:
"The two titled Douluo elders sent out... neither of them returned!"
A deathly silence.
The entire Papal Palace fell into a suffocating silence.
Qian Xunji's cold smile froze instantly, replaced by an incredulous astonishment, followed by overwhelming rage!
"What did you say?!"
boom--!!!
A terrifying surge of soul power erupted from Qian Xunji in an instant, sweeping through the entire hall like a volcanic eruption.
"Snap!"
The armrest of the pure gold throne beneath Qian Xunji, a symbol of power, was crushed to pieces by him!
Qian Xunji suddenly stood up, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at the Soul Emperor below, and roared:
Two Title Douluos!
Two titled Douluo!
"Tell me, not a single one of them has returned?!"
"How is this possible!"
Even if the two great empires joined forces, it would be impossible for them to silently and without warning capture two Title Douluos from my Spirit Hall in such a short time!
You're lying!
You are deceiving me!
The terrifying pressure pressed down on the Soul Emperor like a mountain, making him feel as if every bone in his body was about to shatter.
But he dared not refuse to answer, and could only kowtow desperately, his forehead hitting the ground with dull thuds, blood streaming down his face.
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger! Your Majesty, please calm your anger!"
"Every word I have said is true; I would never dare to utter a single falsehood!"
"The intelligence... the intelligence is wrong!"
The Soul Emperor cried out in a hoarse voice:
"The strength of Seagod Island... is not as weak as we knew before the battle!"
"On the contrary, Poseidon Island is terrifyingly strong! It's practically a den of dragons and tigers!"
"According to the brothers who escaped, there are actually seven Title Douluo stationed on that Seagod Island!"
"They are known as the 'Seven Pillars of the Sea God,' each of them possessing formidable strength and a unique advantage at sea. Our elders are no match for them!"
"Seven Title Douluos?!"
Qian Xunji's pupils shrank sharply, and the anger in his heart was instantly extinguished by a bucket of cold water, replaced by deep shock.
How could a small Seagod Island hide seven Title Douluos?
This force is already powerful enough to shake up the landscape of the continent!
However, what the Soul Emperor said next truly terrified Qian Xunji.
The Soul Emperor shakily raised his head, his eyes filled with lingering fear, as if recalling some great terror:
"And...besides the Seven Sacred Pillars..."
"On Poseidon Island, there is also a high priest..."
"It is said...it is said that when that high priest makes a move, the heavens and earth change color, and the seas churn..."
"She is...she is a level 99...Limit Douluo powerhouse!!!"
"Level 99... Limit Douluo?!"
Qian Xunji was completely stunned. He swayed and fell heavily back onto the dilapidated papal throne.
His eyes were somewhat unfocused, and he muttered to himself:
"Are you sure?
"Poseidon Island, that barbaric land, is just a tiny island, how could it possibly produce a level 99 Limit Douluo?"
"Are you kidding me!"
As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji understood better than anyone what level 99 meant.
That is the existence that stands at the pinnacle of the Soul Master world, an invincible powerhouse with one foot in the realm of gods!
Even his father, Qian Daoliu, could mobilize divine power to reach the level of a demigod.
But in reality, he is still at the Limit Douluo level.
That godforsaken Poseidon Island, what makes it so special?!
"If there really is a Limit Douluo in charge, plus seven Title Douluos..."
Qian Xunji's facial muscles twitched slightly, and the shock in his heart gradually turned into a deep sense of powerlessness:
"Then this crushing defeat is not surprising."
In front of such peerless experts, let alone two Title Douluos, even if more were sent, it would probably be like throwing meat buns to a dog—a one-way trip with no return.
But then, an even more intense surge of anger rushed to Qian Xunji's head.
"What were those people in charge of gathering intelligence on Poseidon Island doing?!"
"A bunch of good-for-nothings!"
They're all a bunch of good-for-nothings!
Qian Xunji slammed his hand on the table, instantly shattering the official documents on it into countless pieces of paper flying everywhere.
"Before the battle, they confidently told me that Poseidon Island was nothing but a rabble, and the strongest on the island was only at the level of a Soul Douluo!"
"And then what happened?"
That's a den of dragons and tigers!
Qian Xunji's heart is bleeding.
The two elders sent out this time.
A soul power level of 95 is the threshold for becoming a Super Douluo.
The other one is also level 93!
Even for a powerful organization like the Spirit Hall, the resources required to cultivate a Title Douluo are astronomical.
Not to mention there were two!
This is the pillar of the Spirit Hall!
Because of the serious dereliction of duty by the intelligence department, which led to a severe information asymmetry, these two elders were sent to their deaths in vain!
"This is not just about losing two elders..."
Qian Xunji took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, but the gloom in his eyes lingered.
On the Douluo Continent, the Spirit Hall has always been synonymous with invincibility.
Apart from the three upper sects that are closely allied and can barely contend with the Spirit Hall, all other forces are like ants in front of the Spirit Hall.
But this time, the Spirit Hall actually suffered such a huge setback on an obscure Seagod Island!
Two thousand elite troops were wiped out, and two elders perished!
This is undoubtedly the most devastating defeat the Spirit Hall has suffered since its founding!
"If this matter gets out, the prestige of my Spirit Hall will be severely damaged."
Those forces that were already itching to make a move will probably start to harbor even more disloyal intentions…
A cold glint flashed in Qian Xunji's eyes. He had to make a decision as soon as possible to minimize the negative impact of this defeat.
This was not only to appease the people, but also to maintain the foundation of the Spirit Hall's rule.
After a moment of silence, Qian Xunji raised his head, looked at the Flying Soul Emperor kneeling on the ground trembling, and gave a deep order:
"Issue my decree!"
"Although the attack on Poseidon Island was a defeat, it was still a glorious one!"
All the fallen soldiers sacrificed themselves for the glory of the Spirit Hall!
"Immediately verify the list of the dead and issue double the compensation to the families of all the fallen Soul Masters!"
Make sure it reaches them completely, without any deductions!
At this point, Qian Xunji paused, his tone taking on a hint of winning people over:
"If a fallen Soul Master has underage children at home, or becomes an orphan, the Spirit Hall will be responsible for raising them until they reach the age of eighteen!"
"If these children awaken innate soul power, regardless of their aptitude, they will all be directly admitted to the Elementary Soul Master Academy in Spirit City through special admission!"
Tuition and miscellaneous fees are all waived!
Enjoy the same benefits as elite students of the Spirit Hall!
"I will make everyone know that the Spirit Hall will never mistreat the descendants of those who shed blood and sacrificed themselves for it!"
Upon hearing this, the flying Soul Emperor was greatly shocked. He immediately kowtowed deeply and shouted:
"His Holiness the Pope is wise!"
"I'll take care of it right away!"
Qian Xunji waved his hand, signaling him to step back.
Looking at the empty hall, Qian Xunji suppressed the anger in his eyes for the time being, but the fear and hatred he felt for Seagod Island grew wildly in his heart like weeds.
"Poseidon Island... Poseidon..."
"I will remember this debt!"
[end of the chapter]