Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 600 The Spirit Hall, is it? Earth Explosion Star!

"All Things. Heavenly Guidance!"

Fang Yu's voice echoed within the Spirit Hall branch. Suddenly, the arrogant, fat man in charge felt an invisible force gripping his throat, lifting him into the air and causing his feet to kick wildly off the ground.

"What kind of sorcery is this?!" The fat man's face turned bright red, and he frantically scratched his neck with both hands, but only touched invisible air.

Fang Yu tilted his head, and the nine tomoe in his scarlet Rinne Sharingan slowly rotated.

With a flick of his wrist, the fat man was thrown against the wall like a rag doll, making a dull thud.

"Sorcery?" Fang Yu scoffed. "This is called divine magic."

He looked down at his palms, feeling the surging power within him.

The energy from the Divine Tree fruit surged through his meridians, perfectly merging with his chakra.

What surprised him even more was that the soul power of this world seemed to be able to be absorbed and transformed by his body.

"interesting."

Hurried footsteps came from outside the hall, and several Soul Masters dressed in the uniforms of the Spirit Hall rushed in.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, with four spirit rings, two yellow and two purple, shining beneath his feet.

"How dare you! You commit such a heinous act at the Spirit Hall!" the middle-aged Spirit Master shouted sternly. "Take him down!"

Fang Yu didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, he just snapped his fingers lightly.

"Shenra Tianzheng."

"boom!"

An invisible repulsive force erupted from him, and the Soul Masters who rushed in were sent flying as if they had hit an invisible wall, crashing heavily onto the stone pavement outside the hall.

The middle-aged Soul Master struggled to his feet, his face filled with horror: "A Title Douluo?!"

Fang Yu walked slowly out of the main hall, the sunlight shining on him and casting a long shadow on the ground.

He took a deep breath, sensing the atmosphere of this unfamiliar world.

"Douluo Continent"

"Why did you throw it here? This is outrageous!"

He shook his head, no longer dwelling on the question.

The most urgent task is to figure out the state of the world, and then...
Live happily.

Compared to the other Fang Yu's dire straits.

This Douluo Continent world is practically a vacation spot for him.

Stephen Fang: "I'm so envious! Forget the difficulty, just look at the looks of the women in your world... ugh, big butts and big breasts."

Bruce Yu: "One Wanda is enough for Marvel, what more do you need?"

Fang Yu from Journey to the West: "How dare you say what I have here? Pigs and monkeys, and a bald man, and all the other women love Tang Sanzang. What did I say?"

"stop!"

A delicate shout came from behind Fang Yu, who was lost in thought.

He turned around and saw a red-haired girl standing in the square in front of the palace, holding a flaming spear in her hand, with three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, slowly rotating beneath her feet.

"Who are you? How dare you attack the Spirit Hall!" The girl's eyebrows shot up, and her spear pointed directly at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu looked her over with interest: "Fire Dance?"

The girl was taken aback: "You know me?"

To be honest, Fang Yu hadn't really watched much of Douluo Continent. He only saw that Tang San stole something from the Tang Sect and then jumped off a cliff, and he didn't watch any further.

The reason I didn't watch it
He finds it hard to accept a thief protagonist.

Besides, calling them "three" or "four" sounds like something a hooligan would do. They should be called something like "cow" or "hammer" instead.

Fang Yu remembered that Huo Wu was a genius from Blazing Fire Academy, but he never expected to meet her here.

"I feel like I know him, but I also feel like I don't," Fang Yu said with a smile. "But for now, I suggest you step aside."

Huo Wu's expression changed slightly after being lectured, but she quickly became resolute again: "No matter who you are, causing trouble in the Spirit Hall is making an enemy of the entire Spirit Master world!"

Fang Yu sighed, "This is really troublesome."

He raised his hand, and a jet-black energy ball condensed in his palm.

"Earth-shattering Star."

The energy ball slowly rose into the air, and the surrounding rubble and bricks began to fly towards it uncontrollably.

Huo Wu watched this scene in horror, and the flaming spear in her hand involuntarily drooped down.

"What kind of soul skill is this?!"

Fang Yu did not answer, but simply leaped lightly onto the Earth Explosion Star, which had expanded to the size of a house.

He stood atop the sphere, looking down at the ever-growing number of Soul Masters and civilians below. "Listen!" His voice, amplified by his Soul Power, resounded throughout the town. "My name is Fang Yu, and from today onwards, this town is under my jurisdiction!"

An uproar erupted on the ground!
The Soul Masters of the Spirit Hall looked at each other, none daring to make a rash move.

Those who can unleash such terrifying "soul skills" are people they cannot afford to offend.

Fang Yu looked at everyone's reactions with satisfaction, then turned to look into the distance.

He sensed several powerful auras rapidly approaching; they were likely experts from the Spirit Hall.

"Perfect timing." A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. "I'll use you to test the power of the Rinne Sharingan!"

The Earth-Exploding Star hovered above the town, like a black sun.

Gravel and rubble were constantly being sucked up, producing a teeth-grinding squeaking sound.

Fang Yu stood at the top of the sphere, looking down at the restless crowd below.

"Look at the sky!"

"What kind of soul skill is that? I've never seen anything like it before!"

"He can unleash such a terrifying skill without even showing his spirit rings."

The Soul Masters on the street were discussing it. Several of the bolder ones tried to attack the Earth Explosion Star with their ranged Soul Skills, but they found that their Soul Power was distorted and absorbed by the strange gravitational field as soon as it left their bodies.

Huo Wu bit her lip, the blazing flames dancing on her spear, yet she hesitated to make a move.

A flash of blue light suddenly appeared beside her, and a cold-faced young man appeared next to her.

"Feng Xiaotian?" Huo Wu asked in surprise, "What brings you here?"

"I sensed an unusual energy fluctuation." Feng Xiaotian stared at the dark figure in the sky, his eyes flashing with fighting spirit. "It seems someone is trying to sabotage the Spirit Hall's territory."

Just then, seven figures shot into the sky from the center of the town.

The elder at the head was dressed in a platinum robe, with a pair of pure white wings spreading behind him, and seven spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—shining brightly beneath his feet.

"It's Bishop Salas!" someone exclaimed.

Salas hovered in mid-air, facing off against Fang Yu from a distance.

When he saw the strange nine-tomoe pupils in the other person's eyes, his heart skipped a beat! This was definitely not any known martial soul!
"Who are you?" Salas asked, barely suppressing his shock. "Do you know the consequences of provoking the Spirit Hall?"

Fang Yu chuckled lightly, his Rinne Sharingan swirling slightly: "I'm just about to learn from you."

Before he finished speaking, he formed a hand seal and softly shouted, "Heavenly Obstruction Star!"

"boom--"

Suddenly, the clouds tore apart, and a meteorite with a diameter of 100 meters streaked through the air!

Shadows loomed over half the town, and the wind rattled the roof tiles.

Salas's expression changed drastically, and his seventh spirit ring suddenly lit up: "Martial Spirit True Form!" A pure white angel phantom appeared behind him, its wings outstretched in an attempt to block the meteorite.

"Your Excellency, be careful!" The other six Soul Saints simultaneously activated their Martial Soul True Forms, their various colored lights weaving into a net.

The entire town trembled the moment the meteorite collided with the soul power barrier.

The shockwave overturned street stalls, sending dust billowing into the sky.

When the smoke cleared, a breathtaking scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

Salas and his seven companions, with blood at the corners of their mouths and broken wings, hung helplessly in mid-air.
"Impossible!" Feng Xiaotian's pupils constricted. "Suppressing seven Soul Saints with the power of one person alone."

Fang Yu walked slowly toward Salas, each step he took creating ripples in the air.

"Now, we can talk."

Salas wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse: "What do you want?"

"Intelligence." Fang Yu's eyes gleamed with a hint of trinket. "Detailed information about the Spirit Hall, the two great empires, and all the Title Douluos."

He suddenly turned to look eastward, his Rinne Sharingan piercing through the clouds: "Especially that Pope."

In Wuhun City, a thousand miles away, a stunningly beautiful woman sitting in the Papal Palace suddenly opened her purple eyes.

The jewels on the scepter shimmered intensely, reflecting her solemn expression.

"Is this heart palpitation similar to that of Lord Bi Dong?" Ghost Douluo asked worriedly.

Bibi Dong slowly rose to her feet, her long dress fluttering even without wind: "Notify all elders to convene an emergency meeting immediately."

Her gaze seemed to pierce through the void, colliding with that distant gaze across the distance.

"Unexpected changes have occurred on the mainland that are beyond our control."

At the same time, Fang Yu seemed to sense something, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"interesting."

(End of this chapter)