Douluo: Yun Ming in the Spirit Hall Era

Chapter 189 The Difference Between Yali and Bibi Dong

Clifford screamed and quickly ordered his men to help.

"They are not from the palace. They are members of the Po Yi clan disguised as such."

When his subordinates heard what their boss said, they subconsciously summoned their martial spirits and wanted to take action. But Yali obviously wouldn't let them do so.

Pray for the angel spirit to possess her. The originally weak Yali has become more majestic and superior under the blessing of the angel's innate noble demeanor. Yali said loudly.

"Clifford, the master of the Wuhun Palace in Minster City, has been bullying the people, running rampant in the countryside, and amassing wealth since he took over as the master. He has disregarded the laws and rules of our Wuhun Palace."

"I am sending out the Holy Judge Knights to judge the case. Anyone who obstructs the law will be killed without mercy."

The local Spirit Hall members, who were still a little confused after seeing their boss being captured, immediately bowed their heads and dared not say anything when they saw Yali's spirit and what she said.

As the wanted person, Clifford's face turned pale when he heard what Yali said. Although he had the cultivation of the peak Soul Emperor, but the truth was revealed, coupled with the Soul Douluo cultivation displayed by Yang Wutian, he was in danger of death today!

Thinking of this, Clifford ignored the pain in his shoulder. Although he didn't know if it would be useful, he still begged for mercy.

"Your Highness, I was born in poverty. I was bewildered and made a big mistake. Please spare my life, Your Highness!"

"Please spare my life, Your Highness."

It was inconvenient for him to be nailed to the wall by Yang Wuotian's Soul-Breaking Spear now, otherwise he would definitely kowtow to Yali.

When Yali saw Clifford's plea for mercy, she ignored him. From the moment he was put on the list, his fate was doomed.

Seeing Clifford like this, Yang Wutian laughed grimly, then broke his limbs on the spot, and then, regardless of everyone's eyes, he directly got on the horse and dragged him away. Yang Wutian rode on the horse, holding Clifford's legs, with his face pressed to the ground.

The other people in the Spirit Hall were heartbroken when they saw Yang Wutian's actions. It was cruel, too cruel. Clifford's loyal lackeys hurriedly knelt down and begged for forgiveness, saying that Clifford was the mastermind behind all this and hoped that the higher-ups would give him a lighter sentence.

The Saint has already been dispatched, so this time it is obviously not going to be a small fight. If you don't hurry up and confess and try to get lenient treatment, you will be waiting to die.

Yali was also very angry when she saw these people like this. Now they knew to beg for mercy, so why did she do that in the first place? She immediately issued the orders that she had prepared in advance.

"Bishop Maiwen, where is he?"

At the back of the welcoming queue, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man walked out and saluted Yali.

"Your subordinate Mai Wen greets Her Royal Highness the Saint."

Seeing someone coming out, Yali dismounted, took out a palace decree, and spoke.

"Bishop Mai Wen worked diligently and won high praise during his tenure. He is a role model for our Spirit Hall staff."

"After research and decision by the Elders' Hall, Bishop Mai Wen is ordered to temporarily take over the position of the Master of the Wuhun Sub-Hall in Minster City."

Mai Wen was stunned when he heard that he was promoted. Seeing him like this, Yali smiled slightly.

"Palace Master Mai Wen's perseverance over the years has been seen by everyone in the palace. This is what you deserve."

After getting Yali's confirmation, Mai Wen confirmed the fact, then he was ecstatic, and immediately bowed and accepted the order.

"Subordinates take orders!"

"Thank you, Elder Palace, and thank you, Her Highness the Saint!"

Yali gave a final reminder.

"You have to keep up the good work in the future. Don't follow Clifford's old path!"

Mai Wen responded in a firm tone.

"Yes! I will live up to the Saint's expectations."

Yali nodded. This was her preparation in advance. After taking down the hall master, she naturally had to find a good successor to handle the subsequent affairs. And her selection criteria were simple. If they were virtuous and talented and served the people, they could be promoted. Afterwards, Yun Ming asked the Po and Yu clans to cooperate with Mai Wen to take down the scum in the hall who had formed a clique with Clifford for personal gain. After assisting Mai Wen in initially controlling the sub-hall, the group left the Wuhun Hall and looked for Yang Wutian who had left earlier.

When they found Yang Wutan, they discovered that Clifford had already died. There was not a single piece of healthy flesh on his body. It was obvious that he had been tortured badly before his death. Yang Wutan confided in a low voice with tears in his eyes.

"Xiao Yun, big brother has avenged you."

Yang Xiaoyun is Yang Wutan's younger sister. Fourteen years ago, when Yang Wutan was facing the strong men from the Spirit Hall, he died at the hands of Clifford while fleeing.

Yun Ming also sighed when he saw this scene.

When Yang Wutan saw everyone coming back, he wiped away his tears and spoke.

"Let's go!"

The group set off again, heading for the next destination.

In the next half month, Yun Ming and Yali led the two tribes to travel across half of the Tiandou Empire, finding and killing the people on the list one by one.

Just as Yali had expected from the beginning, because they acted in a high-profile and ruthless manner, killing wherever they went, and had not taken the initiative to block the news, the people inside the Spirit Hall were in a panic.

Some smart people speculated their selection criteria based on the martial spirits revealed by Yun Ming and his group, as well as the behavior of the people who were killed. Some people on the list also thought about resisting, but in the face of Yun Ming and his group's powerful strength, all their preparations were useless. In the end, they could only die in despair as Yang Wudi and his group expected.

In Wuhun City, Pope's Palace

Bibi Dong sat on the Pope's throne and spoke to the tall and thin black figure below.

"how?"

This is Ghost Douluo Guimei, one of Bibi Dong’s two biggest fans.

Ghost Douluo's hoarse voice sounded.

"The Xingluo Empire has been dealt with."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and more than a dozen square boxes appeared in the hall. Because of the appearance of the boxes, a faint smell of blood appeared in the air.

Smelling the scent, Bibi Dong frowned slightly and gave an order.

"Send it to the Temple of Worship!"

Ghost Douluo received the order and left.

Yun Ming and his men received orders directly from the Elders' Hall, and they acted so quickly that by the time Bibi Dong received the news, several high-ranking officials of the Tiandou Empire's sub-hall had already died at their hands.

To be honest, these people were all scum in the hall, and she didn't care much about them. But after they died, their positions were replaced by people selected by the Elder Hall. Their positions were self-evident, and she couldn't tolerate this. But she couldn't change the order of the Elder Hall, so she took the lead and sent people to clean up the scum of the Spirit Hall who met the requirements in the Xingluo Empire, and replaced them with her own people to stop the loss.

Now that the heads of these people were sent to Qian Daoliu, he naturally understood what he meant.

Not long after Ghost Douluo left, his good friend Ju Douluo came into the hall and bowed.

"Your Majesty, the Saint is bringing the Po and Yu tribesmen to Wuhun City soon."

Upon hearing the news, Bibi Dong's eyes turned into deep pools as she murmured.

"It looks like it's time to end. What will be the final outcome? I'm really curious!"

Bibi Dong was not the only one who received the news. There was also a man in golden armor and with a rough face. He was Gu Li, the leader of the Knights of the Papal Palace. But after hearing the news, he was also very calm. After all, he already knew the result, so there was nothing wrong with him being calm.

As soon as Gu Li got the exact news, he knew he was dead. Yun Ming and Ya Li made such a big fuss, but Wuhun City didn't react. It was obviously tacitly approved by the top leaders. Now all he could do was to try his best to meet that person's request. Gu Li's eyes flashed with madness, and he looked into the distance and whispered.

"Saint, the Po Yi clan, let us fight one last time."

Then he turned and walked towards the dark canyon behind him.
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