Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Tu Shan Su Su, a tangled web of fate.

Chapter 94 Similar Flowers? The City of Slaughter!

Poseidon sat on the throne in the temple of Poseidon.

His gaze pierced through the layers of water, as if trying to penetrate time and space.

Qian Renxue's face appeared in his mind.

The striking resemblance between the face and the former angel god complicated his feelings.

His expression shifted unpredictably, like the ever-changing winds and clouds on the sea.

Qian Renxue's angelic divine attire might fool others, but in the eyes of the Sea God, it was nothing more than a thin veil.

The divine realm's central power of observation is capable of seeing through everything.

"Is that you? Are you dead or alive?"

The sea god murmured softly, his voice echoing in the empty hall, trembling almost imperceptibly.

The emergence of a new successor to the Angel God

It stirred up his painful past!

"Whether she is or isn't, we must not let her appear in the realm of gods!"

Poseidon's eyes suddenly turned sharp as knives, and a resolute glint flashed in his mind.

He cannot take the risk.

What if the previous angel god tampered with the succession of divine authority?

Wouldn't that expose everything he's done?

Poseidon's divine sense descended silently upon Poseidon Island without alerting anyone.

Suddenly, the trident-shaped divine mark on his forehead emitted a beam of blue light, tearing through space and time.

In a flash, it disappeared into the angel statue in the shrine of Wuhun City.

After completing its mission, this divine thought instantly vanished into nothingness.

Poseidon let out a soft breath.

He cautiously peered into the deepest palaces of the divine realm, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no movement.

But the thought of the price he would pay for it caused him another pang of pain.

"How hateful! A century's worth of accumulated faith power has been exhausted in a single day. But it was worth it to prevent future troubles!"

Poseidon muttered to himself, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

Taking advantage of the convenience of monitoring all realms,

Poseidon then toured the Douluo Continent once more.

After all, it was the main source of his faith, and the Asura God didn't seem to care much for Douluo's faith.

Perhaps I can devise a plan.

"Hmm, this kid's not bad. Twin martial souls, um, no, it's triple martial souls! No, that doesn't seem like a martial soul, and it feels strangely familiar."

The Sea God looked at Tang San, who was meditating cross-legged, and murmured softly.

"What a pity. If I had discovered it sooner, I would have passed the divine position to you. Now..."

Now he is highly regarded by the Asura God and can get whatever he wants in the God Realm. He is living a very comfortable life!

Why would you be so suicidal?

However, Poseidon probably never dreamed that...

His every move was exposed to the surveillance of the Asura God.

The Asura God was fully aware of Poseidon's little tricks, and even secretly helped him cover them up when he controlled his divine sense to descend to the mortal realm.

"Hmph, an idiot is an idiot!"

The God of Asura smiled dismissively and turned his attention to the divine realm. The two great god-kings were away, and the other two remained indifferent to worldly affairs.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the origin of the divine realm was shifting, and the seal on the Golden Dragon King was weakening.

Before Lin Jiuxuan and the others had even returned to Tiandou City, news of Tang Chen's death had already spread like wildfire.

When the news reached the Haotian Sect, it caused a sensation.

After nearly a year of searching, they received no news about Tang Chen, and many people secretly speculated that something might have happened to him.

Now, this news has undoubtedly stirred up a hornet's nest.

The atmosphere inside the council hall of the Haotian Sect was extremely tense.

The sect's higher-ups were in an uproar; some were angry, some disbelieving, some excited, and some full of worry.

"Fallen? That's utter nonsense, just lies from those people in the Heavenly Dou Empire!"

An elder slammed his fist on the table in anger, his face filled with disbelief.

"Yes, that's Haotian Douluo! The strongest Title Douluo!"

Another elder echoed this sentiment.

"This is shaking the very foundation of my Haotian Sect! I'm sending you to smash those rumor-mongers into mincemeat!"

Tang Xiao sat alone in the first seat. His severed arm had been restored, but his strength was far from what it used to be.

His prestige also diminished greatly due to his previous mistakes, turning him into a mere clay idol.

The current person in charge of the sect is the Second Elder, Tang Mian.

"Gentlemen, now is not the time to act rashly. Our Haotian Sect is currently severely weakened, and our former sect leader, Tang Chen, is missing. We should unite as one, remain low-key, and work together to defend against external enemies!"

Second Elder Tang Mian tapped his cane and said in a deep voice.

"Sect Master, what do you say?"

Tang Mian's cloudy eyes were fixed on Tang Xiao beside him.

"Yes, Second Elder is right!"

Tang Xiao said dejectedly, knowing that the other party was trying to seize power, but he was helpless.

Sitting behind him, Tang Long's clenched fists seemed capable of crushing the air.

The self-blame and shame in his heart were like a sharp knife, constantly cutting into his self-esteem.

If it weren't for my mistake in the Soul Master Competition,

The reputation of the Haotian Sect will not be damaged, and Uncle Tang Xiao's situation will not be so difficult.

"The sect leader is wise and reasonable. Third brother, you should arrange for the disciples to intensify their training, be constantly on guard against the Spirit Hall, and be prepared."

Tang Mian's voice echoed in the council hall.

After taking control, he immediately began making arrangements.

Although he was unwilling to believe that Tang Chen had fallen, deep down he had already prepared for the worst.

The same applies to the other elders.

It's just that stubbornness in my heart that's keeping me going.

"Fifth Brother, continue to lead men to secretly search for the old sect leader's whereabouts."

Tang Mian continued to issue orders.

"Sixth Brother"

Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Upon receiving the news, Yu Yuanzhen didn't say much, only sighed.

A legend will eventually fall, but what about myself?

Fortunately, Yu Tianheng's cultivation speed far exceeded his expectations, which gave him hope, so he settled down and became a lazy old mudfish.

After receiving the news, Xue Ye did nothing but arrange for Xue Ke to attend Tian Dou Academy.

The Star Luo Empire, on the other hand, intentionally or unintentionally drew a clear line between itself and the Haotian Sect.

They had already sensed the approaching war, but the war they anticipated never materialized.

The Spirit Hall had already deployed all its elite forces, with only the retainers of the Hall of Offerings still holding their ground.

"He fell just like that? Poseidon... Sigh!"

The intelligence that Qian Daoliu obtained was written by Qian Renxue herself.

It reconstructed the entire incident without missing a single detail.

Others might still have doubts about Tang Chen's downfall,

But he was quite certain that even Poseidon had been alerted, so what was there to hesitate about?

"Brother, should we make a move?"

Lion Douluo, eager to try, said, as did the others.

"Xiaoxue's exam is the most important thing; let Bibi Dong handle these matters!!"

"Given the uncertainty surrounding Seagod Island, protecting the Spirit Hall is the top priority!"

Qian Daoliu said in a deep voice, "This matter concerns Qian Renxue's ascension to godhood and cannot be taken lightly."

At this moment, Bibi Dong had already entered the City of Slaughter with her beloved disciple, completely unaware of the changing situation outside.

On this day, the heavily guarded killing city welcomed two strangers dressed in black robes.

Their figures appeared exceptionally mysterious in the blood-red sunlight.

"Halt! This is the Spirit Hall's territory! Leave immediately!"

The golden-armored guards, holding long spears, shouted sternly.

Their eyes were alert, sharp as falcons, scanning the two uninvited guests.

"Ha! Since when did the City of Slaughter become your Spirit Hall's territory?"

The man in black robes chuckled softly, his hoarse voice sounding like that of a demon from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

His voice carried a hint of disdain and provocation.

"How dare you! How dare you interfere in the actions of the Spirit Hall!"

The lead golden-armored guard, seeing that the newcomer was hostile, immediately rebuked him.

His long spear gleamed coldly in the sunlight, as if it were ready to strike at any moment.

"You lackeys of the Spirit Hall! You're asking for death! Daddy sent me!"

After Tang Hao's exaggerated slander, Tang San, who already hated and resented the Spirit Hall, became even more resentful.

Under Tang Hao's instigation, he resolutely left his beloved Dai Laohu and Hao Cai Mei, solely to increase his strength and seek revenge.

As for Xiao Wu, she simply disappeared.

Those who remained on the outer perimeter were not particularly powerful Soul Masters.

Tang San's figure moved like a ghost among the golden-armored guards, each move carrying a deadly intent.

Tang San dealt with him in no time.

"Let's go!" Tang Hao didn't even glance at the Spirit Hall guards who had died tragically, and directly led Tang San into the City of Slaughter.

In his view, Tang San's killing skills no longer needed refinement.

With him, the God of Slaughter, leading the way, we can quickly conquer the City of Slaughter and obtain the God of Slaughter Domain in less than half a year.

Then, by helping him acquire a set of soul bones, he can quickly rise to power.

He didn't care at all why the Spirit Hall appeared in the City of Slaughter or what they were plotting.

In the City of Slaughter, they couldn't even use their soul skills; they were lambs delivered to the door, perfect targets for venting their anger.

"Winner of this match: Fox Demon! Number of wins: 90"

The veiled messenger's voice trembled as she announced this.

Her clear, melodious voice echoed across the killing field, like a cold wind sweeping across the deathly silent battlefield.

On the killing field, corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed like rivers.

The fallen ones around them had lost their former arrogance and frenzy.

They were as obedient as lambs to the slaughter, trembling as they looked at the girl in the arena who seemed like a demon.

Their gazes occasionally drifted towards the high platform.

Seated there was Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, and a group of elders behind her.

"Continue!" Bibi Dong's voice was cold and firm. She sat high on the VIP platform, with a group of elders behind her, their brows furrowed and their disgust barely contained.

Unlike them, Bibi East Africa felt no discomfort whatsoever; on the contrary, he seemed to enjoy this bloody and filthy place.

After she led a group of Spirit Hall elders into the City of Slaughter

The so-called King of Slaughter was not found.

Some elders believed that he had received advance warning and fled.

However, Bibi Dong is more inclined to believe that Tang Chen is the King of Slaughter.

She came to destroy the City of Slaughter.

But that doesn't stop us from reusing waste; let her precious apprentice play with a God of Slaughter Domain first.

After receiving Bibi Dong's orders,

Without hesitation, the black-veiled messenger waved her hand, and the next batch of fallen ones were escorted to the killing field amidst wailing and howling.

"The match begins!"

A new killing spree has begun.

Hu Liena's eyes were now bloodshot from the fighting.

Like a walking corpse, with only one thought in his mind: kill!

She had already disappointed her teacher once, and she didn't want to disappoint her a second time.

This is her last chance!

"Ah~ Demon! Witch!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Kill! Follow me and kill this witch!"

The screams, pleas for mercy, and shouts of the fallen intertwined in the air above the killing field, creating a mournful symphony.

"Your Holiness, won't this affect the Holy Maiden's mind?" Ling Yuan Douluo asked, unable to bear it.

"True gold needs to be tested by fire; with me here, everything will be fine!"

Bibi Dong said dismissively.

She also possesses the Killing God Domain, which allows her to suppress and manage Hu Liena's killing intent.

Even if something unexpected happens, she still has the power of the Rakshasa God, so there's nothing to worry about.

"Hmm, what's going on outside?"

Sensing the unusual commotion outside, Bibi Dong asked.

"this?"

The group of elders looked at each other in bewilderment.

Not only were they unable to use their soul skills, but their mental power was also suppressed.

They couldn't perceive anything that was too far away.

"Go out and take a look!"

Bibi Dong's voice carried an undeniable command.

Her gaze was like a sharp blade, aimed directly at a killer.

"Yes, Your Excellency, God of Slaughter!"

The Slaughterer's voice carried an undisguised fear.

His body trembled slightly, but he didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately turned around and walked towards the outside.

however,

He had only taken a few steps when a powerful killing intent swept over him.

A man in black robes, accompanied by a teenager, had already stormed into the inner circle.

When Tang Hao saw Bibi Dong on the high platform, his pupils suddenly contracted, clearly not expecting her to be the leader this time.

A thorny feeling flashed through his mind.

It's all my fault for killing too hastily.

They forgot to leave any survivors.

"Mistress, run!" Tang Hao said in a deep voice, his voice tinged with urgency.

"Dad, they can't use their soul skills, so what are they afraid of?" Tang San asked, puzzled.

"Others can't, but she can! Listen to me, let's go!"

Tang Hao's voice became even more urgent. He knew how powerful Bibi Dong was; they couldn't deal with her easily.

"Leave? You've killed so many people from my Spirit Hall, and you think you can just leave?"

Bibi Dong's voice was icy cold. She suddenly stood up, her face so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it.

"You must be Tang Hao!"

Bibi Dong's voice carried a hint of amusement. She didn't know Tang Hao, but she had seen Tang San's portrait in the intelligence reports.

"What? You think you can keep me here, Bibi Dong?" Tang Hao stepped forward, blocking Tang San's path, his gaze sharp as a sword, fixed on Bibi Dong.

"Even your teacher, Qian Xunji, couldn't do it, so you think you can?"

Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened.

She hates it most when someone mentions that name.

Now, not only has she been brought up, but she's also being compared to him, which is undoubtedly a huge insult to her.

"How dare you insult two popes! You deserve to die!"

Several elders stepped forward angrily, only remembering that they were in the City of Slaughter after releasing their martial spirits.

He was immediately both angry and annoyed.

"You may all step back!" Bibi Dong's voice was calm and firm. She extended her scepter and stopped the elders.

Her gaze was fixed on Tang Hao, who was holding the Clear Sky Hammer, her eyes flashing with fighting spirit.

The elders wore expressions of shame, but their eyes gleamed with excitement and joy.

Bibi Dong's talent and strength are beyond doubt.

But ever since she became a Title Douluo, no one has ever seen her make a move.

now,

They were finally able to see His Holiness the Pope take action again.

Moreover, it was a duel against the renowned Haotian Douluo, who was famous throughout the continent.

How could they not be excited?

(End of this chapter)