The members of the Spirit Hall, who had just been panicking, immediately found their pillar of support.

Upon seeing this, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with displeasure.

Qian Daoliu's expression was unusually solemn. "Level ninety-nine."

"After all these years, apart from us old guys, there's actually a fourth Limit Douluo in this world!"

"The Long Night Alliance... truly lives up to its reputation!"

Tie Xiong nodded slightly: "You're too kind, Your Excellency."

The two locked eyes, their invisible auras clashing in the void.

Qian Daoliu's thoughts sank to the bottom of the valley.

This person's strength is no less than his!

If they clash, the entire Spirit City will be destroyed!

Out of resentment towards Bibidon, he was unwilling to get involved in the affairs.

But if this is not handled properly today, he will be the last Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, and he will not be able to answer to the successive popes after his death!

Xiaoxue, you've seriously underestimated your [Wah-di]!

"In today's matter, both sides have their own version of events."

"If a bloody battle really breaks out here, no one will benefit."

He looked at Bibi Dong, then at Tie Xiong, and said, "I propose that neither of us should make a move."

"The remaining forces on both sides are also locked in a stalemate, so let's settle this with a one-on-one duel, shall we?"

Tie Xiong did not answer immediately, but looked at Ye Hua instead.

Qian Daoliu continued, "The Spirit Hall has produced a Title Douluo."

"As for the Long Night Alliance, your alliance leader will personally take on the challenge."

“If he loses, these two little girls who have transformed from soul beasts will stay, and your alliance leader can leave.”

"If he wins, then everyone can leave Wuhun City safely."

"Perfect, let's confront each other, and then there's that Title Douluo with the missing hand!"

Without hesitation, Ye Hua replied, "Okay, I agree."

That's exactly what he needs to stall for time, keeping Qian Daoliu here!

Upon hearing this, the titled Douluo, whose arm had just been severed by Tie Xiong, suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with light.

He didn't expect Ye Hua to actually agree!

His martial soul is the Profound Iron Heavy Hammer, and he is a level 93 Title Douluo of the Power Attack type!

Even with a severed arm, it should not be underestimated!

Dealing with a Soul King? Even a monstrous Soul King, I'm confident!

"Hahaha! How dare you!"

"A mere Soul King dares to challenge a Title Douluo?"

Tang San was overjoyed. He never expected that Ye Hua would actually seek his own death!

No matter how good the soul rings are or how many soul bones you have, they can't withstand the crushing power of your cultivation level!

You're going to die!

Bibi Dong said expressionlessly, "In that case, let's begin."

The man grinned menacingly as he channeled his soul power, causing two yellow, three purple, and four black soul rings to float up and down.

The oppressive aura of a titled Douluo poured down, causing the entire arena to tremble and vibrate.

And Ye Hua...

He merely looked up.

The pupils were filled with gilded light.

Golden light burst forth, intense and vast, like the rising sun!

His figure swelled in the golden light, causing the stench of blood to rise and fall.

In an instant, a divine beast with golden scales all over its body, a dragon's head and deer antlers, and four claws treading on flames stood on the arena!

Ning Fengzhi was still reeling from her complaints when she was startled again.

Soul... Soul Beast...

Is Ye Hua really a soul beast?!

And it's not an ordinary soul beast—

Normally, a soul beast that has transformed can never revert to its original form!

The smile on the Spirit Hall Douluo's face froze.

He stared at the golden unicorn, which was the size of a carriage, and a chill ran down his spine.

This soul beast is stronger than him!

"Pretending...pretending to be a ghost!"

He roared, trying to embolden himself.

The Xuan Tie Heavy Hammer was infused with soul power to its fullest extent!

"Fifth Soul Skill, Mount Tai Pressing Down!"

He soared into the sky, his heavy hammer carrying a mountain-like pressure, and slammed down on Ye Hua!

However, the next second, the Qilin raised its claws and casually dismissed the matter.

boom--! ! !

The heavy iron hammer flew out of his hand!

The man was like a stone that had been slapped away, crashing into a stone pillar at the edge of the arena, sending stone chips flying everywhere!

"what--!"

Before the scream had even faded, the Qilin appeared before him.

His golden, vertical pupils were filled with indifference, as if he were looking down at an overconfident ant.

"It's not over yet."

A giant golden claw formed from soul power appeared and slammed down!

The man hastily raised his arm to block.

Click!

Left arm broken!

Another claw strike,

My right leg is ruined!

Another claw strike.

Fractured sternum!

On the ring, only the crisp sound of bones breaking and the man's intermittent screams could be heard.

Ye Hua didn't rush to kill him.

If we kill him, how can he stall for time?

But to others, it's like a cat chasing a mouse.

After catching it, it wouldn't eat it, but instead insisted on playing with it from side to side.

Only when the rat was exhausted and mentally broken did it reluctantly swallow it.

That's so brutal!!!

Just as Bibi Dong was about to make a move, she was locked onto by Tie Xiong's aura.

"Damn it!" Bibi Dong cursed under her breath.

She had reason to suspect that Qian Daoliu wanted to take this opportunity to undermine her authority!

That titled Douluo was one of hers!

She could only watch helplessly as her subordinates were manipulated, unable to even save them?

Two full quarters of an hour passed before Ye Hua finally stopped after receiving a report through the transmitter.

Just when the other party thought they had escaped a disaster...

Snapped!

Claws fell.

There was no sign of life.

Ye Hua stared at the blood on his claws with disdain.

Use the water condensed from the wings of the Yinglong dragon to thoroughly clean it.

Then it flashed down and returned to human form.

His clothes were as clean as ever, as if it were a dream.

No one spoke.

A deathly silence...

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"The outcome of the battle is decided."

Ye Hua broke the silence.

Qian Daoliu remained silent for a long time before saying, "I keep my word. You may leave now."

Although Bibi Dong was unwilling, she dared not object to Qian Daoliu's decision.

A sense of frustration welled up inside her. If she had completed the seventh trial of the Rakshasa God and become an Ultimate Douluo, things wouldn't be like this!

Tang San was completely dumbfounded.

His mind went blank, and he stared blankly into space.

"Wait a minute!" Ye Hua smiled knowingly.

"Is there anything else, Alliance Leader Changye?" Qian Daoliu asked politely.

Ye Hua reached out and pointed to the bald figure trying to slip away in the crowd.

"The High Priest said everyone can leave safely, then—"

"Will this Mr. Yu Xiaogang be able to leave unscathed?"

Qian Daoliu followed his gaze, paused slightly, then shook his head with a smile.

"I will not interfere with what the Lord of the Long Night Alliance wants to do."

"That's good."

Ye Hua winked at Tie Xiong.

Tie Xiong understood and flashed away.

The next second, he appeared in front of Yu Xiaogang and lifted him up with one hand.

"Do not--"

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Yu Xiaogang struggled desperately, shouting, "I am an elder of the Spirit Hall! I am an elder personally appointed by His Holiness the Pope!"

Qian Daoliu rolled his eyes. "Who do you think you are, elder? Do you even have an official title?"

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