In a place like this, one wrong word could lead to real combat.
The Lord of Hanhai cast a glance at the speaker, but chose not to pursue the issue further.
After all—
In gatherings like this, trouble was to be expected, and the Hanhai Lord had already prepared for it in advance.
If no one had stirred things up, that would've worried him more.
What kind of schemes would these scheming people be brewing in secret?
Now that someone had stepped forward to cause a stir, the ever-scheming Hanhai Lord felt more at ease.
"Does anyone else have a problem?"
This time, the Hanhai Lord's voice was much gentler, now that the weight in his heart had lifted.
From here on, as long as everything proceeded according to plan…
Once he publicly introduced the Twin Holy Divine Sect, his task would be halfway done.
Qian Renfeng suddenly had a bad feeling. He sent a spiritual transmission to the two Titled Douluo beside him:
"Something feels off."
"Switch to the second—no, use the fifth mask I prepared for you."
"The one with the blood-red longsword etched in the bottom-right corner!"
"And remember again: our sect is the Shura God Sect."
"Shura! God! Sect!"
On stage, the Hanhai Douluo saw that no one was speaking, and finally let out a relieved sigh. It was nearly time to wrap things up.
He took out a small white booklet.
Almost everyone in the room had seen it before.
It was the record book used by the man at the entrance — the one responsible for logging participants and vote counts for each organization with a Titled Douluo.
Hanhai Douluo flipped it open and began reading aloud:
"Twin Holy Divine Sect, 21 votes!"
"Dark Dragon Divine Sect, 20 votes!"
"Dragon God Sect, 16 votes!"
"Demonic God Sect, 16 votes!"
"Flame God Sect, 16 votes!"
"Hanhai Divine Sect, 6 votes!"
"Death God Sect, 5 votes!"
"Blood Toad Sect, 5 votes!"
"..."
Qian Renfeng listened attentively to each name. Each one represented a sect with at least Titled Douluo-level power.
As the names were read out, Qian Renfeng placed his hand on the two Douluo beside him, restraining their visible shock.
Sixteen organizations in total had confirmed Titled Douluo present!
Even assuming each sect only brought one Titled Douluo…
That still meant at least sixteen Titled Douluo were in attendance!
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been eligible to claim voting rights at all.
Sixteen Titled Douluo!
Even Spirit Hall, excluding the Pope, had just seven High Priests and nine Elders — exactly sixteen publicly acknowledged Titled Douluo!
No wonder!
No wonder the Blood Toad Sect had claimed that if not for the internal distrust and disunity among evil soul masters, the mainland's soul master organizations might not be the strongest after all!
Qian Renfeng adjusted the mask on his face slightly, then stood up.
"Lord Hanhai!"
"It seems there's a small error in your list."
His words instantly drew everyone's attention. Countless evil soul masters turned to look in his direction.
The Hanhai Lord's expression darkened. The list had been verified and confirmed by their sect. Every vote and power level had been carefully tallied and met the requirements.
Even though the Hanhai Sect fully supported the Twin Holy Divine Sect—
The Dark Dragon Sect and Dragon God Sect were still strong contenders.
Hanhai Lord would not dare to manipulate the list in front of everyone.
"Fellow Daoist," he said, voice laced with displeasure, "you're saying our Hanhai Divine Sect's records are incorrect?"
"Then please, do explain — exactly where is the problem in our records?"
"The Hanhai Divine Sect has always been fair and just. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to gather so many comrades here today!"
"If you don't give a clear explanation today, our Hanhai Divine Sect will most certainly 'seek guidance' from you!"
The faint anger in his tone made it clear: he was ready to act if needed.
In an assembly like this, disrupting this stage… was no small matter.
Qian Renfeng dusted off the sleeves of his red robe and smiled:
"It's not that the list is wrong — you've simply omitted one sect."
The Hanhai Lord's expression grew darker. He challenged coldly:
"All sects with Titled Douluo have already been registered."
"You're claiming we missed one?"
"Very well. Then please, tell us — which sect did we overlook?"
At this point, the Hanhai Lord was on the verge of acting. One wrong word, and a fight would erupt.
Establishing dominance on day one of the summit…
It seemed inevitable now.
Qian Renfeng calmly placed his hand behind his back and said with a light smile:
"There's no need for tension, Lord Hanhai. I mean no harm."
"You've simply forgotten to include our sect — the Shura God Sect."
As he spoke, Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Suppressing Douluo instantly understood. The two released their Martial Spirits simultaneously.
One blue, one red — their auras exploded and swept across the entire venue.
Eighteen soul rings soared through the air, stunning everyone present.
Though neither of them had reached Level 97, which would've granted five votes—
Both were peak-level 96, which entitled them to three votes each.
Six votes total — completely legitimate!
Hanhai Douluo focused on their auras and took a deep breath.
How could such a powerful sect have been missed?
Why had they been overlooked?
The man in charge of registration wilted instantly upon seeing the terrifying aura radiating from the two Titled Douluo.
Without a second thought, he turned and ran toward the corridor.
He had to run!
Hanhai Douluo's gaze flashed — a dark, venomous spike shot from behind his back.
The black spike pierced straight toward the man's heart.
A purple energy surged along the spike as it landed its mark.
Hanhai Douluo's expression remained unchanged, as if he'd just done something trivial. He then turned to Qian Renfeng and said calmly:
"Very well. Two peak-Level 96 Titled Douluo, correct?"
"Shura God Sect — six votes."
"Please, take a central seat."
He pointed toward a spot near the center of the platform, inviting Qian Renfeng to take his place among the most important factions.
Qian Renfeng glanced at the black spike. The Hanhai Douluo's Martial Spirit was likely some kind of sea urchin.
To cultivate such a spirit to this level — truly remarkable!
"No rush, Lord Hanhai," Qian Renfeng waved his hand slightly.
A wave of sinister energy burst forth from him.
The terrifying pressure immediately caused all soul masters below the Titled Douluo level to wet themselves in fear.
A stream of yellow liquid spread across the floor, soiling the entire venue.
Those below the Soul Sage level fainted on the spot.
Even Hanhai Douluo stood frozen, stunned by Qian Renfeng's overwhelming killing intent.
Qian Renfeng didn't dare to fully unleash the Shura Demon Sword — instead, he revealed nine soul rings, then quickly retracted his Martial Spirit.
If the Shura Demon Sword had been fully released, everyone below the Titled Douluo level in the venue would have been crushed to death.