Douluo Continent: Martial Soul - Dragon Pattern Staff, Inherited from the Azure Dragon of the East

Chapter 182 Angel Temple, High Priest Qian Daoliu!

"Your Holiness, the negotiations have broken down. What should we do next?" Yue Guan asked from inside the Papal Palace.

"I didn't expect this Titan to be so ruthless. Does he really think that just because he obtained a 100,000-year spirit ring and became a Title Douluo, he can act arrogantly in front of me!" Bibi Dong's eyes were cold, and she was in a very bad mood.

That old Titan really showed no respect for her, the Pope.

"They completely disregard the Spirit Hall; we must teach them a lesson!"

"I propose that we attack the Divine Craftsmen's Pavilion and the Power Clan tonight and annihilate them!"

"Without Title Douluos, let's see how arrogant the Heaven Dou Empire can still be!"

Ghostly figures quickly echoed this sentiment.

"No, we can't rush this. I'm worried it will disrupt all the carefully laid plans."

"The Divine Craftsmen Pavilion and the Power Clan are located in Tiandou City, which is guarded by an army of over 100,000. In addition, they are currently purchasing soul-guided weapons on a large scale, which will increase the combat power of everyone. Therefore, we cannot act rashly, and some of the previous arrangements need to be changed."

"We cannot afford to have a direct war with the Heaven Dou Empire right now, otherwise the Star Luo Empire and other forces will reap the benefits."

Despite her bad mood, Bibi Dong still had her common sense and immediately rejected the plan for Gui Mei to be dispatched.

She had wanted to carry out this plan before, but it had been delayed until now, and due to the current situation, she had to cancel it.

Or we can leave it until we've done a completely new setup.

"But we can't just swallow this insult, can we? I can't let this go!" Ghostly and Moon Pass said.

"Secretly target the Power Clan and the Divine Craftsmen's Pavilion. As soon as their people leave the territory of the Power Clan and the Divine Craftsmen's Pavilion, immediately bring them back to the secret, take your anger out on them, and slowly deplete their strength."

"Let's secretly annoy each other."

"This is the only way for now."

"We'll talk about the future later."

Bibi Dong thought for a moment and then said.

"Yes, ma'am." Yue Guan and Gui Mei nodded.

After thinking for a moment, Bibi Dong decided to go to the Hall of Worship and tell the Grand Elder, Sendoryu, about what was happening outside.

"What brings you here?" A powerful old man in golden armor stepped forward, exuding a deep and imposing aura.

He slowly walked out, his golden armor gleaming brilliantly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

On the armor, a lifelike golden crocodile pattern seemed to be winding its way out from the intricate engraving at any moment.

He was tall and strong, with muscles that looked as if they had been meticulously sculpted by a stonemason, clearly defined and full of power.

His eyes were deep and resolute, as if they could see into the deepest recesses of people's hearts.

His slender eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a hint of unyielding sharpness.

Wherever his gaze swept, even the wind seemed to become solemn and respectful.

Each step he took was steady and powerful, and his golden armor emitted a series of deep, resonant sounds, like war drums echoing across the empty battlefield.

The air around him seemed to be watching him with awe.

This is the sense of oppression that comes from the strong.

This person is the second enshrined enshrined in the Hall of Offerings, Golden Crocodile Douluo.

He was a peak level 98 Super Douluo.

I'm just one step away from reaching level 99.

Both are powerful Douluo with a ninth spirit ring that lasts for 100,000 years.

The other party is older than Qian Daoliu.

Therefore, he is currently the oldest member of the Spirit Hall.

"Second Master, I have important matters to report to the High Master."

Looking at the holy Angel Temple, Bibi Dong showed a hint of disgust, but she quickly suppressed it.

She harbors an irreconcilable hatred for the Angel Clan and the Qian Family. If it weren't for her strength, she would definitely have risen up in rebellion, wiped them out, and become the true leader of the Spirit Hall.

On the surface, the Spirit Hall is under her control, but that's all minor stuff. When it comes to truly important matters, Grand Elder Qian Daoliu's approval is required for them to pass.

If it weren't for the other side's intervention, her actions to unify the continent might have been even more ruthless and insane.

"Let her in." A calm voice came from the Angel Temple deep within the Hall of Worship.

"You may go in." Having received the Grand Elder's order, Golden Crocodile Douluo made way for him.

Bibi Dong went inside.

The golden gates of the Angel Temple at the end opened automatically, and a holy golden light shone out from within. When the light shone on Bibi Dong, a powerful divine force was expelling the evil power within her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but tremble.

"Damn the power of angels, the power of light, how dare you suppress me like this! I will definitely destroy you in the future!" Bibi Dong thought to herself with her head down, her eyes flashing with hatred and killing intent, but she quickly hid them.

His hand, gripping the papal scepter, tightened and trembled slightly.

I took a deep breath, adjusted my mindset, and continued walking inside.

As she stepped inside, the door closed automatically.

The golden angel statue stands high up in front of us, surrounded by angel statues.

This place is very sacred.

The interior of the hall is decorated with countless sparkling gems, which, under the refraction of light, resemble twinkling stars, a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

The enormous angel statue soared into the clouds, its wings spread as if it were about to take flight at any moment.

A faint fragrance permeated the temple, the scent of flowers and spices offered to the angels.

The great priest, Sendoryu, was dressed in pure gold divine robes, with long golden hair cascading to the ground like a waterfall.

He knelt before the statue of the god, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and devoutly recited the prayer.

Each time he lowered his head, his long eyelashes cast a shadow, highlighting his calm and serene face.

His voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the empty hall, intertwining with the sound of his heartbeat to create a mysterious hymn.

In this sacred and silent space, every breath of Qian Daoliu was exceptionally clear.

His emotions were deep and focused, as if nothing else existed in the world except for his communication with the idol.

The light inside the temple was soft and even, as if it were a direct manifestation of angelic light, casting a golden halo over Qian Daoliu's figure.

Time seems to stand still here, shutting out all the noise and hustle and bustle of the world.

Qian Daoliu knelt there, engaging in a silent dialogue with the angel statue, as if expressing his reverence for endless time and his loyalty to the supreme faith.

As the last rays of the setting sun shone through the window, casting dappled shadows, Qian Daoliu's figure was elongated, and his piety, like an eternal flame, burned forever in the Temple of Angels, never extinguished.

Throughout the entire process, Bibi Dong watched without disturbing the conversation.

Because of this place, she is in a vulnerable position, so waiting won't hurt.

However, looking at Qian Daoliu's back, she suddenly had an urge to stab him in the back, but she quickly suppressed it.

She is currently only a level 98 Super Douluo, and is no match for Qian Daoliu, a level 99 peak Peerless Douluo.

Moreover, since the opponent is inside the Angel Temple, they can use the power of the Angel God to advance to the level of a demigod, leaving her with no chance of being instantly killed.

"What brings you here?" Qian Daoliu asked calmly, remaining kneeling without getting up.

They didn't even glance at Bibi Dong.

In his eyes, Bibi Dong seemed to be dispensable.

This made Bibi Dong very unhappy.

But he still revealed the purpose of his visit.

(End of this chapter)