Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Flowing Blade Like Fire terrifies Bibi Dong

After dealing with Hu Liena, Golden Crocodile Douluo's gaze was once again fixed on Su Chen, his tone cold and forceful:

"The Great Offering Ritual Decree!"

"The newly appointed Holy Son, Su Chen, possesses a mysterious martial spirit and an unknown origin. He shall immediately accompany me to the Douluo Palace to pay homage to the High Priest and receive the baptism and examination of the angelic divine light!"

"Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed without mercy!"

As the words "No mercy" fell, a gigantic phantom of a golden crocodile king suddenly appeared behind Golden Crocodile Douluo, opening its blood-red maw and letting out a deafening roar!

The pressure of a level 98 peak Douluo, like a tangible tsunami, madly crushed towards the six-year-old boy!

In the eyes of Golden Crocodile Douluo, a Soul Master who is only a dozen levels high would only be terrified and kneel down to beg for mercy when faced with his pressure.

however.

The next second, Golden Crocodile Douluo's cold, vertical pupils suddenly contracted.

They did not kneel.

He did not beg for mercy.

There wasn't even the slightest bit of fear.

The six-year-old boy sitting in the chair was staring at him with an extremely calm, chillingly calm gaze.

It's like looking at a... dead person.

"bite--!"

A crisp, clear sword cry, seemingly emanating from the depths of the soul, suddenly rang out within the Holy Son's Palace.

Su Chen's hand had unknowingly landed on the hilt of the rusty iron sword at his waist.

[Absolute Calm] Passive: Perfectly immune to the mentally intimidating pressure from Golden Crocodile Douluo.

But what's even more terrifying is...

Faced with the overwhelming holy aura of angels and the roar of the Golden Crocodile King, the Flowing Blade Fire Blade Spirit within Su Chen's body seemed to be enraged!

"Buzzing—!!!"

The rusty sword began to tremble violently, and a terrifying sword intent, even more violent and scorching than when it was used against Hu Liena, as if it wanted to burn everything in the world into nothingness, poured out wildly from the gaps in the scabbard!

There was no fluctuation of soul power within this sword intent.

That was pure, transcending the rules of the Douluo Continent—the spiritual pressure of the Grim Reaper!

"Click...click..."

Under the incredulous gaze of Golden Crocodile Douluo, the barrier of soul power that he released, powerful enough to crush a Soul Saint, actually cracked the moment it came into contact with this invisible sword intent!

What terrified him even more was that the arrogant golden crocodile king phantom behind him let out a mournful cry and instinctively took a half step back!

"This...how is this possible?!"

The Golden Crocodile Douluo was filled with shock and disbelief.

He's a peak Douluo at level 98!

His Golden Crocodile King is an even more top-tier super martial soul!

Even if this kid's martial soul is strange, it's impossible for him to force back his martial soul phantom with just a broken sword that hasn't even released any soul rings!

"No wonder the Grand Elder was so wary... This kid's martial spirit is definitely an anomaly!"

A fierce killing intent flashed in Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes.

Since it is the decree of the Grand Elder, even if we have to tie him up, we will take this kid to the Douluo Palace today!

Just as Golden Crocodile Douluo was preparing to take forceful action.

"presumptuous!"

A clear, cold female voice, filled with boundless rage and majesty, boomed like thunder from the heavens outside the Holy Son's Palace!

"boom--!!!"

A purple soul power storm, even more terrifying, colder, and more evil than that of Golden Crocodile Douluo, instantly tore apart the dome of the Holy Son Palace!

Nine spirit rings (yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red) descended from the sky, especially the last one, a 100,000-year spirit ring that emitted a dazzling red light, carrying an aura of death that filled people with despair, and directly locked onto Golden Crocodile Douluo!

Pope Bibidon!

"Golden Crocodile, who gave you the audacity to harm my direct disciple in my Papal Palace?!"

Bibi Dong held a diamond-encrusted scepter symbolizing the Pope's supreme power, her beautiful face covered with frost, like a Shura Queen emerging from hell.

She stared intently at Golden Crocodile Douluo, the phantom of the Death Spider King behind her appearing and disappearing, its eight sharp, purplish-black spider spears gleaming with a chilling, poisonous light.

"Your Holiness the Pope."

Despite his fear of the enraged Bibi Dong, Golden Crocodile Douluo still braced himself and retorted, because Qian Daoliu was standing behind him.

"This is the Grand Elder's decree! The Grand Elder has noticed something unusual about this boy's martial soul, fearing it might be detrimental to the Angel God's faith, and has specifically ordered me to take him to the Douluo Palace for questioning. Your Holiness, do you intend to disobey the Grand Elder's decree?!"

"Don't try to intimidate me with your supposedly profound knowledge!"

Bibi Dong sneered and slammed her scepter on the ground, causing the entire Holy Son's Palace to shake violently.

"Su Chen is the Holy Son personally appointed by me, and the future hope of the Spirit Hall! Whether his spirit is good or bad is none of your business in the Hall of Offerings! Go back and tell Qian Daoliu that if he wants to take my disciple away, he'll have to step over my dead body himself!"

Bibi Dong's words were filled with an extremely domineering protectiveness and an uncompromising determination.

She was well aware of Qian Daoliu's concerns.

Qian Daoliu must have sensed the terrifying potential within Su Chen's martial soul that was enough to threaten a six-winged angel, and wanted to nip it in the bud before Su Chen could grow up!

This is something she absolutely cannot tolerate!

Su Chen is her only trump card to overthrow the rule of the Hall of Worship and even destroy that filthy family!

Looking at the two people who were at loggerheads and on the verge of exchanging blows.

The atmosphere inside the Holy Son's Hall instantly plummeted to freezing point, as if an earth-shattering battle that would destroy Martial Soul City was about to erupt at any moment.

However, at this very moment...

A calm, childlike voice, devoid of any emotion, suddenly broke the oppressive silence.

"Teacher, there's no need to be angry."

Bibi Dong and Golden Crocodile Douluo turned their heads at the same time and looked at the six-year-old boy who had been sitting in the chair as if he were detached from the matter.

Su Chen slowly stood up and loosened his grip on the sword hilt.

As he released his grip, the terrifying sword intent that had made even the Golden Crocodile King tremble instantly receded back into the rusty iron sword, as if nothing had ever happened.

He ignored the murderous gaze of Golden Crocodile Douluo and walked straight to Bibi Dong, bowing slightly in greeting.

"Since the High Priest is so curious about me, the new Holy Son, that he even went so far as to issue a decree to summon me..."

Su Chen raised his head, a dangerous glint of mockery and arrogance flashing in his deep black eyes:

"As a junior, how could I possibly offend the Grand Elder?"

"Teacher, I'll accompany this Second Elder to the Douluo Hall. I'd also like to see just how powerful the legendary Peerless Douluo, who is said to be invincible in the sky, really is."

These words were spoken.

Not only was Golden Crocodile Douluo stunned, but even Bibi Dong showed an extremely surprised expression.