Though Chen Xin had the freedom to join any faction, he had refused the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's offers, preferring the title of titular elder while maintaining independence.
Now, a Level 94 Titled Douluo blessed with a 100,000-year spirit ring, he was formidable in his own right, rivaling even the Super Douluo.
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao had attempted minor interference over the past three years, but both Chen Xin and Gu Rong remained unbothered, choosing instead to enjoy the occasional celebratory drink.
Yuan Longxuan, meanwhile, had not been present to witness every skirmish, occupied as he was with training and maintaining order among Ah Wu, Ah Yin, and Tang Yuehua.
"Time to visit the Haotian Sect," Yuan Longxuan mused, eyes narrowing slightly.
Tang Yuehua, still recovering, would remain behind, unable to accompany him. He understood the risks of solo travel, yet confidence and precision were traits he relied upon unerringly.
Three hundred miles east of Tiandou City, jagged peaks pierced the clouds.
The Haotian Sect clung precariously to these cliffs, encircled by sheer precipices and hidden passes.
Its natural fortifications made it a fortress virtually impervious to casual attack, especially with five Titled Douluo elders guarding it.,.Tang Hao and Tang Xiao had yet to be banned, while Tang Chen's limited skill had left him forcibly excluded from leadership.
With a controlled movement, Yuan Longxuan sliced through the void, descending upon the Haotian Sect.
Below, disciples trained rigorously, swinging hammers and refining techniques with disciplined precision, yet they remained oblivious to the storm about to arrive.
Yuan Longxuan's objective was not a visit of pleasantries....he was here to test, to challenge, and if necessary, dismantle what stood in his path.
A sudden flash of light announced the activation of the Advanced Space Teleport Talisman:
"Target successfully teleported to the current location."
In an instant, a small, black-coated creature materialized before him....a Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, appearing disoriented yet instinctively aware of the situation.
Its eyes, hazy and heavy with sleep, barely focused, yet instinctively it knew the master's intent.
"Bang!" A metallic clang echoed from within the sect as the beast landed.
Observing the surroundings, the tiger scanned the area with a languid curiosity.
"Huh? Where are those two masters?" the tiger muttered, realizing the task set before it. Yuan Longxuan's calm voice resonated in its mind, conveying both command and purpose:
"Cripple the resistance and tear down the house. Complete the mission."
The beast, understanding without hesitation, yawned expansively...a gesture almost human in its audacity.....before announcing to the gathering disciples:
"Ah! You humans have half a minute to escape. Once the time is up, I will show no mercy!"
The disciples froze, dumbstruck. A hundred-thousand-year-level soul beast, capable of speech and obeying Yuan Longxuan's commands, was an unprecedented sight. Panic rippled through the crowd as the gravity of the situation settled in.
Yuan Longxuan remained calm, eyes scanning the Haotian Sect. Strategy and precision guided his every thought.
He knew the balance of power, the strengths of the disciples, and the potential threats the sect could muster.
This was no ordinary confrontation...it was a calculated statement, a display of controlled might, and a lesson in restraint and authority.
The morning sun bathed the sect in pale light, yet even this radiance could not diminish the tension now thickening the air.
The Haotian Sect, revered for its isolation and strength, was about to encounter a force far beyond what it had anticipated.
And at the center of it all, Yuan Longxuan stood poised, calm, and unshakable...the true embodiment of a master who could bend both time and space to his will.
The Haotian Sect, normally a bastion of serenity and discipline, now trembled under the immense presence hovering above its grounds.
Yuan Longxuan's eyes, calm yet sharp, scanned the sprawling compound. Below, the disciples were engaged in rigorous training, unaware of the approaching storm that would soon shatter their illusion of security.
High in the sky, a massive black figure stretched and shifted....its languid, heavy gaze fell upon the human below.
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, the most fearsome soul beast Yuan Longxuan had ever tamed, had reached the peak of its hundred-thousand-year power.
Its sleek black fur shimmered like onyx under the sunlight, and its aura radiated an oppressive chill that made even the most seasoned sect disciples hesitate mid-step.
A roar erupted, a deep and thunderous sound that seemed to shake the very mountains surrounding the Haotian Sect. Trees bent under the shockwave, and distant peaks trembled.
"Fifth Elder! The Fifth Elder has arrived!" a panicked disciple shouted, pointing to a massive, burly man descending rapidly from the sky, his armor reflecting the bright sun.
But the Fifth Elder's confidence was no match for the aura emanating from the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.
The beast's form grew, its eyes glinting with intelligence and contempt, sizing up each mortal who dared stand before it.
Roar!" The command was more than a sound....it was a declaration of dominance. The tiger's enormous body, now spanning six meters tall and over ten meters wide, moved with terrifying grace.
Even the Fifth Elder's greed and arrogance wavered in the face of this primordial force.
Yuan Longxuan's voice rang clearly in the air, calm and authoritative. "Dark Demon Evil God Thunder, large-scale AoE damage mode—unleash the Thunder Domain!"
Immediately, the sky darkened as a black cloud, heavy with the energy of wind, thunder, evil, and darkness, enveloped the sect. Lightning twisted and sparked through the air, infused with potent multi-elemental toxins capable of corrupting even the strongest defenses. The disciples screamed, many clutching limbs as the toxic thunder seared through armor and flesh alike.
"Help! My hand! It's burning!"
"Poison! It's poisonous!"
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