Douluo: Emperor of Light

Chapter 100 Convocation
The Wuhun Temple existed on the mainland for an unknown number of years, during which it experienced countless storms, but none of them could be destroyed.

Even now, there is a faint tendency to become the number one force in the mainland, relying on the high-end power of the soul master.

Annihilating an army by one person and collapsing a mountain by one person, this mighty power that ordinary people cannot match, is simply irresistible to ordinary people.

If it weren't for the fact that there were not many such existences as the Wuhundian, there would have been only one power on the mainland long ago.

Therefore, when facing members of other forces, everyone in Wuhundian always has a self-confidence that has never been expressed in words.

But for thousands of years, there are many people from top to bottom in Wuhundian, who have turned this self-confidence into a kind of arrogance.

They despised other soul masters more and more, and even began to disregard commoners as a person!

In the four years since Qingyang joined the Wuhun Temple, he has seen many such phenomena. The entire Wuhun Temple has become decayed and exudes an unbearable stench.

Deacons, priests, and bishops belonging to the region, members of the Wuhun City headquarters, captains, and branch masters, all positions from top to bottom, heinous filth is everywhere.

Corruption and corruption, using power for personal gain is already considered good, colluding with nobles to seek wealth and murder, and even colluding with evil spirit masters, this kind of behavior can actually happen!

Is this still the Wuhun Temple with a bright and stalwart image that has been passed down by word of mouth on the mainland?

With a disgusting attitude, it is pushing away and discarding the fresh blood from the common people, gradually becoming closed and conservative, and beginning to isolate itself from the mainland.

If things go on like this, the Spirit Hall will completely lose its impressive brilliance, and it is impossible to support the glory of the Spirit Hall with just a few people from the Angel Family.

"Jin Yao, you know, I wanted to change something on the mainland a long time ago, so I have been patient and solid, until today, I finally saw the opportunity."

Qingyang spoke suddenly, with a slightly complicated expression on his face, and overly obvious emotions in his voice.

At this time, the main hall of Douluo Hall, the long-empty door opened again.

There were only a few lights, but they were lit up one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the huge building was already brightly lit.

After several months of renovation and refinement, all the gold railings that were too flashy and mythical in the Douluo Hall were removed, making this already majestic hall look more solemn and solemn.

Even if viewed from a distance, the silent atmosphere still makes people restrain their minds and dare not be presumptuous.

Jin Yao followed Qingyang and walked inside, frowning as he thought about what the other person said.

After the enlightenment just now, he now very much wants to share something for the other party, no matter how difficult things are, he will not hesitate at all.

If he didn't have any clear goals in the past, now he is very aware of it.

What Qingyang pointed out was the direction in which he wanted to work hard.

"You mean, the rebellion in Wuhundian this time met your expectations?"

With hesitation on Jin Yao's face, it seems that he is not confident in his answer.

But after thinking for a moment, limited by his vision and experience, he could only come up with this outrageous answer even if he combined Qingyang's actions all the time.

Generally speaking, everyone would try their best to avoid this kind of obvious internal friction, because it would not only damage their own reputation, but more seriously, it would greatly damage their own strength.

The current Wuhundian's transcendent status in the mainland cannot be maintained by virtue of being gentle and harmless.

Strong strength is essential.

Therefore, even though he gave an answer close to the truth, Jin Yao still felt that it was unlikely that Qingyang would choose this direction.

"Yes, that's it."

There was no trace of hesitation in Qingyang's voice, as if this was an undeniable fact.

He led Jin Yao through the empty front hall, and the silent night without any human voice made the place not particularly deep.

The relief paintings and sculptures on the zenith and walls, and the glazed jade ornaments of Meilun Meihuan, with the arrival of Qingyang, recede the depth of night.

Reveal the original divine brilliance.

"The current Wuhun Hall is just gold and jade on the outside. If we don't take this opportunity to clean it from the inside to the outside, I'm afraid the day of extinction is not far away."

Qingyang's exclamation-like words made Jin Yao startled.

The incomparably powerful Wuhundian has reached such a serious situation?

He couldn't help but look at Qingyang, the other party looked serious, it didn't look like he was joking at all.

But... this is too shocking and unacceptable.

Even if he has enough affection for Wuhundian, if the situation is really so serious, he doesn't want to see Wuhundian end like this.

"So Qingyang, you plan to take this opportunity to clean the Spirit Hall thoroughly?"

Jin Yao began to understand Qingyang's thoughts, but if he really did this, regardless of the result, the loss of Wuhundian would be unimaginable.

And, most importantly, will the Pope agree to this uncertain path?

Thinking of this, Jin Yao's heart sank, as if he had already felt a huge pressure, which made it difficult for him in the future to breathe and move.

But soon, Jin Yao's gaze became firm. He looked at Qingyang and said to him, "No matter what, I will support you!"

Qingyang paused slightly, then smiled:
"Jin Yao, thank you..."

In the atrium of the main hall of Douluo Hall, more than a dozen classical and elegant high-backed benches surround a large conference table and sit in the very center.

Compared with the meeting room in the Pope's Palace, although the seats are rarer, the various layouts seem to be too much to give way to.

More importantly, without the sense of superior distance, this change in form is, on a certain level, even more important.

Qingyang came to the chief seat, waved slightly, and a few name cards with light gold patterns flew into his hands from the desks of their respective seats.

Faintly, you can see a few handwritings representing the names of identities.

As Qingyang injected his own unique soul power, the name post suddenly lit up with a faint light.

Then, a faint wave of soul power radiated out, and it had turned into a light sticker, dissipating invisible.

At the same time, in the exquisite and luxurious eaves of the Wuhun Hall, all the strong men who were either frowning in thought or troubled, accepted this call one after another.

"This is...the Lord of Douluo Palace?"

"Qingyang? Why did he summon me at this time, hasn't he already left Wuhun City?"

"The master of the Douluo Palace, the prince of the Pope's Palace, the embodiment of light, the youngest powerhouse in history... Things seem to be getting more subtle."

"interesting……"

"Finally... the turnaround came."

"Hey... Let's go and have a look, who can predict the ending until the end?"

These powerful and well-known powerhouses in the Spirit Hall, no matter what important things they were doing, put them aside at this moment, and hurried towards the direction of Douluo Hall.

One person calls, all directions follow.

I don't know when, Qingyang has already gained a firm foothold in the Wuhun Temple, spreading his own fame.

Now he finally has the strength to intervene in all parties.

(End of this chapter)