Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

Such a trivial matter could not possibly have caused the Papal Palace maids to lose their composure like this.

The maid trembled with fear at Bibi Dong's imposing presence, immediately kowtowing and speaking rapidly in a tearful voice:

"Reporting to Your Majesty! A group of people have arrived outside, claiming to be from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan of the Three Upper Sects! The leader... the leader said his name was Yu Luomian, and specifically requested to see His Highness the Holy Son!"

Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan?

Upon hearing this name, Bibi Dong's eyes instantly turned cold and sharp.

It's true what they say, speak of the devil and he appears.

She snorted inwardly, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.

As expected, Yu Xiaogang, that good-for-nothing, brought up his family background.

But what do they want now that they've come knocking? To demand an explanation? Or to ask for someone's release?

She glanced at Lin Ye beside her subconsciously.

Lin Ye's reaction was completely different from hers.

Instead of being surprised, he smiled enigmatically.

"Oh? They're here? That's faster than I expected."

The reason this jade crown came at this exact moment is undoubtedly because of that woman, Liu Erlong.

The thread that led him there was none other than Yu Xiaogang, whom he had deliberately let go.

Everything was going according to his plan.

He wanted Yu Xiaogang to deliver a message and stir up trouble in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

If the Spirit Hall wants to unify the continent, the three upper sects are three mountains that must be overthrown.

The Haotian Sect has shut itself off and become a coward, while the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has Ning Rongrong as a connection that can be slowly worked out. Now, only the arrogant Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect remains.

I was originally thinking of finding some excuse to give them a warning, but I didn't expect them to come to me on their own initiative.

This is like receiving a pillow when you're sleepy, and it's even a latex pillow—so comfortable!

Zhu Zhuqing tugged at Lin Ye's sleeve and asked softly:

"Lin Ye, are they... are they here to cause trouble?"

Although her strength has just increased significantly, the prestige of the three upper sects has already deeply penetrated people's hearts.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan is a top-tier force possessing the world's number one beast martial soul, with countless powerful individuals within its ranks.

"Looking for trouble?"

Lin Ye looked down at her, pinched her cheek, and laughed nonchalantly.

"Don't worry, they're not here to cause trouble, they're just here to get themselves killed."

After saying that, he turned to look at Bibi Dong and said with a relaxed expression:

"Teacher, it seems we have guests. Let's go, we can't keep them waiting at the door, otherwise people will think that our Spirit Hall doesn't know how to treat guests."

Seeing Lin Ye's confident and even somewhat impatient demeanor, Bibi Dong's initial unease dissipated.

Her disciple never did anything without being certain of success.

Since he said that, it proves that he had already thought of all the countermeasures.

"Very well." Bibi Dong nodded, her dignified and noble face regaining its usual majesty and aloofness.

"I'd like to see what kind of audacity the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has that dares to come and cause trouble in my Spirit Hall!"

Having said that, she tossed her long robe aside, took long strides, and headed towards the main hall of the Papal Palace.

Lin Ye and Zhu Zhuqing followed closely behind.

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The main hall of the Papal Palace.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Yu Luomian, accompanied by more than a dozen core disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, stood in the center of the main hall.

Today he was dressed in a dark blue outfit, tall and imposing, with a dignified face and an air of domineering authority that came with long-standing power.

However, he carefully suppressed this domineering aura the moment he stepped into the Spirit Hall.

The family disciples behind him, who usually acted arrogantly and domineeringly outside, were now all like quails, with their heads down, not daring to even breathe loudly.

This is the Pope's Palace of the Spirit Hall! The holy land of all spirit masters on the continent!

Just by standing here, they could feel an invisible pressure coming from all directions.

The deep aura of the temple knights standing on both sides of the main hall made their hearts pound with fear at the slightest fluctuation of their soul power.

Yu Luomian's heart was equally unsettled.

Although he had prepared himself mentally before coming, telling himself to stay calm and not act impulsively.

But when he actually stood there, facing the empty, lofty papal throne, he still felt a tremor from the depths of his soul.

Is this the Spirit Hall's true strength? It's truly unfathomable!

He secretly groaned inwardly.

That damned Yu Xiaogang, just how much trouble has he caused the family! Tang Hao is dead, and Liu Erlong has been arrested. Either of these events is enough to shake the entire continent.

However, when Yu Xiaogang, that good-for-nothing, recounted what happened, he was incoherent and vague, only crying and complaining about how domineering the Spirit Hall was and how cruel Lin Ye was, while glossing over the details of how he and Tang San had provoked Lin Ye first.

Yu Luomian wasn't stupid; he knew things were definitely not that simple.

So his visit this time was ostensibly to demand an explanation, but in reality, it was to probe the Spirit Hall's stance and bottom line.

He couldn't gamble with the fate of his entire family.

Just as he was lost in thought, a series of footsteps came from the back of the main hall.

Yu Luomian felt a chill and quickly raised her head.

Three figures slowly emerged from the inner hall.

Leading the group was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a purple-gold papal robe and wearing a nine-curved purple-gold crown.

She was tall and had a cold, beautiful face.

Just by standing there, an overwhelming aura of supreme majesty descended, making Yu Luomian and everyone behind him feel their breath catch in their throats.

Pope Bibidon!

Behind Bibi Dong were a man and a woman.

The woman had a stunning figure, an exquisite face, and a cool and aloof expression; she was none other than Zhu Zhuqing, the second young lady of the Zhu family.

The man was tall and imposing, with an unbelievably handsome face and deep-set eyes, and he was looking them over with a half-smile.

Lin Ye, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!

Yu Luomian's pupils suddenly contracted.

Before he arrived, he had naturally studied Lin Ye's intelligence countless times.

The destruction of Xingluo and the slaying of titled Douluo were all astonishing feats.

But when he actually met him in person, he realized that the descriptions in the intelligence reports were far less impressive than the sense of oppression he felt in person!

He actually sensed an aura from this young man that was even more dangerous than his own, an 87th-level Soul Douluo!

How is this possible?!

Just as Yu Luomian was deeply shaken, Bibi Dong had already walked to the papal throne and slowly sat down.

She looked down at Yu Luomian and spoke in a cold voice.

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Jade Luomian? How dare you trespass into my Papal Palace? Are you tired of living?"

The terrifying pressure belonging to a peak Douluo swept towards them.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

The disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan behind Yu Luomian couldn't even hold on for a second. Their faces turned pale, their legs went weak, and they knelt on the ground, trembling violently.