Douluo: My Spirit Pidgeot

Chapter 311 Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, in Danger!

One month later.

"Phew~ It's finally over."

Looking at the world barrier that had been completely repaired, Mo Hui breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Thanks to his joint efforts and those of the Douluo Continent consciousness, the damage caused by this accident has been completely repaired.

Even the fallen stars, with the help of the plane's consciousness and the meteorites brought by Deoxys, returned to their original positions.

After relaxing for a while, Mo Hui felt the surging divine power within his body and couldn't help but smile slightly, saying, "I can say that I've turned misfortune into blessing. Not only have I found hope of completing Mega Rayquaza, but even my level has improved."

Thanks to the fierce battle with Deoxys and the help of some remaining dimensional essence, Mo Hui's level has increased rapidly, and he has now reached level 120 or above, completely entering the realm of a first-level god.

Mo Hui is no longer the mere heir to a divine position, but a true first-level god.

"Now that things are settled here, it's time for me to go back."

After surveying his surroundings, Mo Hui realized there was nothing left for him to handle, so he rode his Pidgeot downwards.

The crisis caused by Mo Hui's martial soul fusion skill, Fierce Sky Sitting, was unknown to the people of Douluo Continent, but anyone of a higher level could clearly feel that cultivation had become easier recently.

Wuhun Hall, Worship Hall.

"What exactly happened recently? Why does it feel like the obstacles to reaching level 100 have decreased significantly?"

Qian Daoliu sat cross-legged in the center of the room, sensing the subtle changes in the world, feeling both joy and confusion.

But then he sighed and said, "Unfortunately, we're too late."

If this event had happened decades ago, or even just a few years ago, he would have done everything in his power to reach level 100.

But now that his granddaughter is about to complete her eighth exam, he no longer has time to try to reach level 100.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but close his eyes.

Although he had long ago made up his mind to use his own sacrifice to open up Qian Renxue's path to godhood, he still couldn't help but struggle when faced with the possibility of personally becoming a god at level 100.

He... doesn't want to die anymore!
Just as he was hesitating, a stunningly beautiful and tall figure pushed open the door.

Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu in front of her and said firmly, "Grandpa, I have completed the eighth test. What preparations are needed for the final test?"

Qian Renxue's words were like a death warrant, piercing Qian Daoliu's heart and causing a huge upheaval in his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, Qian Daoliu finally made up his mind, stood up, looked at Qian Renxue, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the place of your final test."

For the sake of the Spirit Hall's future, Qian Daoliu ultimately gave up his lifelong pursuit and his chance to become a god, choosing instead to pave the way for Qian Renxue.

But at this moment, Qian Daoliu felt extremely desolate. If it had been before, he would have made the sacrifice, since he couldn't become a god and could only place his hopes on his granddaughter, Qian Renxue. Moreover, Qian Renxue's outstanding performance proved that he hadn't made the wrong choice. But now that the bottleneck to godhood had loosened, he saw that his lifelong pursuit might be realized. Under these circumstances, the situation was completely different.

The cruelest thing in the world is not the absence of hope, but seeing hope and then losing it with your own hands.

"I just hope Xue'er can really be a match for Mo Hui, otherwise my sacrifice will have been meaningless."

Qian Daoliu sighed inwardly and said.

However, despite thinking this way, Qian Daoliu had no confidence at all that Qian Renxue, who had become a god, could defeat Mo Hui.

After all, he was an even more outrageous anomaly than Tang Chen, someone who could fight against him, a level 99 Limit Douluo, with the body of an 85th-level Soul Douluo and not be at a disadvantage.

Soon, Qian Daoliu led Qian Renxue to a tall and magnificent statue of an angel.

Meanwhile, in another part of Wuhun City, Bibi Dong emerged from a dark purple array.

A wicked smile appeared on Bibi Dong's lips as she said happily, "I have to thank the changes in the world before, otherwise I would not have been able to complete the eighth trial so quickly."

At this moment, Bibi Dong was very happy. According to her previous estimate, it would take her more than a year to complete the eighth test. If any unexpected events occurred, it would not be impossible for it to be delayed for two or three years.

But now all that time has been saved, saving a very important year or so, so why wouldn't she be happy?

After all, although the Spirit Hall and Mo Hui had a five-year agreement, Mo Hui has now most likely become a god, and the oath made by the gods can no longer bind him. Whether or not to abide by it is entirely up to Mo Hui.

If Mo Hui feels that the Spirit Hall is a threat and is determined to take action against it, then the Spirit Hall is currently powerless to do anything about it.

The feeling that one's fate is entirely in the hands of another is something no one can tolerate, let alone Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
Moreover, even if Mo Hui keeps her promise, more than three years have passed since the five-year agreement was made, and there is only a little over a year left before the deadline. In just over a year, she is not confident that she can become a god. Therefore, this change can be said to have come at the perfect time, buying her precious time.

Afterwards, Bibi Dong went to the Papal Palace, summoned Yue Guan and Gui Mei, propped her head up with one hand, and casually asked the two of them, "How are the preparations for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan going?"

"Your Holiness, the preparations for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan are almost complete. With just a word from Your Holiness, the final preparations can be completed within a few days."

Yue Guan placed one hand on his chest and saluted Bibi Dong.

"it is good!"

Upon hearing Yue Guan's words, Bibi Dong immediately stood up, holding the papal scepter, and said with a smile to Yue Guan and Gui Mei, "Issue my secret decree: assemble the army, and in five days, wipe out the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

"Yes, Your Holiness!"

Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, Yue Guan and Gui Mei were both excited. After preparing for so many years, they could finally wipe out the three upper sects.

Although it is only one of the three major sects, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect has been destroyed, so how far behind can the other two sects be?

The Haotian Sect? They're nothing but a bunch of stray dogs forced by them to abandon their subordinate forces and hide in the mountains!
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? If it weren't for Mo Hui's intimidation, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would have been wiped out by the Spirit Hall right now.

Now, the only person they, the Spirit Hall, can call an opponent is Mo Hui!
(End of this chapter)