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

Only after watching the two figures leave did the guards dare to quietly raise their heads, their eyes filled with awe and fervor.

"Is this the legendary Holy Son who possesses a god-level martial soul? This aura... is even more terrifying than His Holiness the Pope!"

"This is unbelievable! Elder Ju, a titled Douluo, is actually willing to lag behind him by half a step to serve as his bodyguard! It seems the rumors are true; this Holy Son is definitely the future overlord of the Spirit Hall!"

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Behind the highest council chamber of the Papal Palace, in an extremely secluded private study.

Sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, casting dappled shadows on the carpet.

Bibi Dong was still wearing her magnificent and dignified purple papal robe and a nine-curved purple-gold crown. Her beautiful face showed a deep weariness as she sat behind a large rosewood desk, reviewing secret reports from various branches of the Spirit Hall across the continent.

Since she forcefully suppressed the opposition of the Elders' Hall three days ago and conferred the title of Holy Son upon Su Chen, the atmosphere in the Offering Hall has become extremely strange.

Although that old codger Qian Daoliu did not openly oppose it, he had already begun to mobilize the power of the Elders' Hall in secret, trying to put pressure on the Papal Palace in various ways.

"Hmph, Qian Daoliu... do you really think the Spirit Hall is still the domain of your Angel Clan?"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly and slammed the secret report in her hand heavily on the table. A chilling killing intent flashed in her charming peach blossom eyes.

Just then.

A very slight fluctuation of soul power came from outside the study door.

"Your Holiness, your subordinate Yue Guan has escorted His Highness the Holy Son back from his soul hunt and has come to report back."

Outside the door came the extremely respectful voice of Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, which even carried a hint of barely suppressed excitement.

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up slightly, and a rare hint of anticipation appeared on her beautiful face.

"Come in."

The heavy, carved wooden door of the study was gently pushed open, and Yue Guan walked in alone. He closed the door tightly behind him and set up an extremely tight soul power soundproof barrier outside the door.

"What about Su Chen? What kind of first spirit ring did he obtain?" Bibi Dong looked at Yue Guan, who was kneeling on one knee, and asked bluntly.

Although she had high expectations for Su Chen's "Rusty Iron Sword" that could suppress her Death Spider King's poison, the acquisition of the first soul ring often determines a soul master's future development direction and potential ceiling.

"Your Holiness, His Highness the Holy Son..."

Yue Guan swallowed hard. Even though three days had passed, his voice still trembled slightly when he recalled the scene in the Star Dou Great Forest.

"His Highness the Holy Son... absorbed the soul ring of a mutated fire-type soul beast—the Crimson Flame Lion—which possessed 450 years of cultivation and contained a trace of extremely rare dragon bloodline!"

"What?!"

Bibi Dong suddenly stood up from the large papal chair, her beautiful face filled with disbelief and shock.

"Four hundred and fifty years?! And it's a mutated fire-attribute soul beast?! Are you insane, Yue Guan! The limit for a soul master to absorb their first soul ring is four hundred and twenty-three years, and you actually want him to absorb a four hundred and fifty-year-old berserk soul ring?! What if he explodes and dies? How will you explain that to me?!"

Bibi Dong's voice carried an undisguised rage, and the terrifying pressure of a Limit Douluo instantly enveloped the entire study, making it almost impossible for Yue Guan to breathe.

She had finally found a peerless genius who was not controlled by Qian Daoliu and even had unlimited potential. If he were to die from the backlash of his first soul ring, she would definitely skin him alive!

"Your Holiness, please calm your anger! I have been wronged!"

Yue Guan was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly explained, "It wasn't my idea; His Highness the Holy Son specifically requested the soul ring of this Crimson Flame Lion! And...and..."

"And what?! Speak!" Bibi Dong's eyes were icy cold.

"Moreover... during the process of absorbing the soul ring, His Highness not only did not show any signs of exploding or reversed meridian flow, but on the contrary..."

Yue Guan took a deep breath, as if recalling an extremely terrifying scene, and said, word by word, "On the contrary... when His Highness the Holy Son's rusty iron sword spirit came into contact with that violent fire attribute energy, it actually erupted with an extremely terrifying absolute high temperature!"

"That intense heat... it was like a living thing, instantly devouring and suppressing the raging energy of the Crimson Flame Lion, making it completely subdued!"

"What?!" Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly contracted.

It directly devoured the berserk energy that had suppressed a mutated soul ring for 450 years? How is that possible?!

It should be noted that even the Spirit Hall's proudest divine-level spirit, the Six-Winged Angel, could not suppress the spirit ring energy that crossed the limit so domineeringly when it awakened at the age of six!

"Your Holiness, this isn't even the most terrifying thing..."

Yue Guan's voice grew increasingly excited, and even his alluring face turned bright red with extreme excitement.

"After absorbing the spirit ring, His Highness didn't even activate his spirit power to release a spirit skill. He simply relied on the terrifying heat emanating from his spirit body to casually wave his hand..."

"Instantly, a three-meter-high, solid volcanic rock within a ten-meter radius in front of them... was reduced to ashes that drifted in the wind!!!"

boom!

Yue Guan's words were like a bolt of lightning from the heavens, striking Bibi Dong's mind hard!

Bibi Dong stood there blankly, her peach blossom eyes, which were always full of calculation and coldness, now filled with unprecedented shock and disbelief.

With a single sword strike, without using any soul skills, the sheer temperature of the martial soul itself instantly vaporized a three-meter-high volcanic rock into ash?!

What does this mean?

This has completely surpassed the definition of "Martial Soul" in the Douluo Continent!

"This...this is definitely not an ordinary top-tier martial soul...even that old bastard's six-winged angel from the Hall of Worship could never unleash such terrifying destructive power at its first soul ring!"

Bibi Dong muttered to herself, her chest heaving violently, displaying an astonishing arc.

She suddenly remembered a few days ago in the secret bath, when Su Chen held that rusty iron sword, and the terrifying heat emanating from the sword could easily dispel even her Death Spider King's poison gas.

"Could it be... that a true... god of fire is sealed within that sword?!"

An extremely crazy idea flashed through Bibi Dong's mind.

If that's really the case, then Su Chen's existence will completely overturn the entire Douluo Continent's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing overall structure, overall situation, and overall dynamics).

What are the Three Upper Sects, the Two Great Empires, and even the lofty Hall of Worship? Before the absolute power of the gods, they are all nothing but clay chickens and earthenware dogs!

"Hahaha...hahahahaha!"

Bibi Dong suddenly raised her head and let out an extremely unrestrained and crazy laugh.

The laughter was filled with the exhilarating feeling of finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel after years of suppressed humiliation.

"Qian Daoliu, Qian Daoliu, do you think that just because you control the Elder Hall, you can forever keep me in check?"

"Your laughable six-winged angel martial soul is a joke in front of Su Chen's sword!"

Bibi Dong abruptly stopped laughing, her eyes becoming sharper and more dignified than ever before.

She looked down at Yue Guan, who was kneeling on the ground, and gave the order, word by word:

"Moon Gate! From this day forward, you and Ghostly One must protect the Holy Son secretly, without leaving his side for a moment! Apart from me, anyone, even those old fogies in the Elder Hall, who dares to have any intention of harming the Holy Son..."

"Kill without mercy!!!"

"Your subordinate obeys! We swear to protect His Highness with our lives!"

Yue Guan kowtowed heavily, a fierce killing intent flashing in his eyes.