The Martial Soul White Tiger Ability Lock is unparalleled in the world.

Chapter 29 The Standoff in the Papal Palace

"Nana, see the guest out!"

Bibi Dong flicked her sleeve and turned around.

From behind, her beautiful figure and pert buttocks, accentuated by the elegant long dress, possess a stunningly streamlined beauty.

"Farewell!"

Dai Yunxuan turned and walked out, with Hu Liena following closely behind.

Only after leaving the Papal Palace did Huliena whisper:

"Dai Yunxuan, you were too reckless from the start!"

"The teacher is unpredictable in her temper towards others; she might have attacked you just now!"

"You have no idea how powerful our teacher is!"

"To deal with you, I only need one finger!"

In the short time the two of them had just talked, her mood had become tense, swinging up and down like a roller coaster.

The thought that Dai Yunxuan had completely ignored her words made her tone become more serious.

Dai Yunxuan stopped and turned to stare at Hu Liena, who was still talking non-stop.

Hu Liena paused, noticing Dai Yunxuan staring intently at her. She blinked subconsciously, bit her lower lip, and felt a surge of nervousness.

Her exquisite attire and makeup, combined with her current expression, made her extremely alluring.

"Thank you, goodbye." Dai Yunxuan nodded to Hu Liena and walked straight down the steps.

Xie Yue and Yan, who had been waiting below for a long time, immediately went to greet the two of them when they appeared, standing next to Hu Liena and watching Dai Yunxuan's back warily.

Hu Liena stared at Dai Yunxuan's back, her expression shifting slightly before softening and a faint smile appearing on her face.

She remained standing there until Dai Yunxuan, riding the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, completely disappeared.

"Nana! Nana?" Xie Yue called out twice before finally attracting Hu Liena's attention.

"What's wrong, brother?" Hu Liena looked over, her adorable expression leaving Xie Yue speechless.

"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed in your thoughts." Xie Yue said this on the surface, but secretly thought: "Like a girl in the throes of first love."

"I'm thinking about how we can defeat him and win the final championship!" Hu Liena said seriously, her expression turning righteous.

"..."

That evening, in the brightly lit Papal Palace, two beautiful figures faced each other, neither speaking first. They seemed to be communicating with their eyes, or perhaps fighting with their gazes.

"Who gave you permission to reveal your true form and meet with Dai Yunxuan without authorization!" Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with murderous intent as she stared intently at Qian Renxue, her tone icy: "If this affects the overall plan, can you bear the responsibility?!"

"What is there that I can't afford! At worst, I'll just withdraw from this plan. I don't want to continue anyway, so I can focus more on my cultivation!" Qian Renxue's face was equally icy, showing no regard for Bibi Dong's papal authority.

She had been so engrossed in the game of power that she neglected her cultivation. Seeing Dai Yunxuan's progress becoming faster and faster, and his strength growing stronger, she couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

The more she thought about it, the more she realized that playing the game of power occasionally was fine, but when she became completely immersed in it, she had unknowingly been hindering her cultivation.

But now, she has already spent a lot of time on this, and if she quits now, she will be losing a lot of money.

"Good! Very good!" Bibi Dong released a terrifying pressure, rushing straight towards Qian Renxue.

"Tap tap tap——"

Caught off guard, Qian Renxue was forced back two steps by Bibi Dong's attack. Suddenly, golden light erupted from her body, and a golden female figure with three pairs of wings appeared behind her. Seven spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and black—manifested.

Bibi Dong narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly: I didn't expect her to improve so quickly in that kind of environment!
The oppressive aura vanished in a flash, and she withdrew it in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the six-winged angel martial soul behind Qian Renxue, he felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at Qian Renxue again, the scene before my eyes seemed to have returned to more than twenty years ago.

In her eyes, Qian Renxue's appearance transformed into that of her father, who deserved to die. Her originally purple eyes were now veiled in a bloody light, and a murderous intent flickered in her gaze as she looked at Qian Renxue.

However, when his vision cleared and he saw Qian Renxue instead of her father, the murderous aura vanished, and the bloodlust in his eyes disappeared.

But Qian Renxue had seen everything that had just happened.

Qian Renxue clenched her fists, staring intently at Bibi Dong, a flash of pain in her eyes, her expression growing even colder.

Bibi Dong turned her back, suppressing her mental anguish, and said coldly, "In short, without my permission, you are not allowed to act on your own, and you are even less allowed to show your true form to anyone!"

"Who are you to me? Why should I listen to you!" Qian Renxue sneered.
"You are in charge of the Elders' Hall, what does that have to do with my Hall of Offerings!"

"You're not qualified to make me listen to you!"

Qian Renxue flicked her sleeve, turned around, and strode towards the gate with her long legs.

"Can you say that again!"

"Stop!"

Bibi Dong suddenly turned around, enduring the excruciating pain in her heart, and coldly shouted.

Qian Renxue ignored Bibi Dong's words and left the Papal Palace without looking back.

Upon seeing this, Bibi Dong felt a splitting headache and her mind went blank; a look of pain involuntarily appeared on her pretty face.

She stared at Qian Renxue's retreating figure until she left, then let out a long sigh.

She turned around and stared at the angel statue in front of her, its sacred posture filling her with a deep-seated disgust.

The full moon hung in the sky, and its light streamed through the transparent gemstone dome, falling on the angel statue.

The angel statues shone brightly, giving people a sense of holiness.

"Rumble--"

Two blood-red slashes swept across the angel statue, shattering it in an instant.

……

Two days later, in the morning, in the center of Wuhun City, there was a competition venue specially set up by the Wuhun Hall, with a diameter of 100 meters.

There were also a large number of soul tools used for reinforcement around the arena, which was damaged.

The Spirit Hall issued a statement saying that such a venue can withstand attacks from any Spirit Master below the Soul Emperor level.

All participating academies arrived at the competition venue under the guidance of the Spirit Hall bishop.

This is the first meeting between all the colleges.

"All academy leaders, please come and draw lots!" a cardinal from the Spirit Hall shouted.

"Big brother, are you going to draw lots?" Davis asked cautiously.

Upon hearing this, Dai Yunxuan, who had been resting with his eyes closed, raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded, and walked towards the cardinal.

The cardinal's expression turned serious when he saw Dai Yunxuan arrive.

"please!"

It's not just him.

At this moment, the leaders of all the academies in the Heaven Dou Empire couldn't help but look at Dai Yunxuan.

Flander looked serious, his palms slightly sweaty.

If we face Dai Yunxuan in the very first match, it will be an unprecedentedly tough battle!

(End of this chapter)