Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Saint Master, Twelve Talismans Chaotic the Continent

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The Elders' Hall.

After giving instructions to Hu Liena, Bibi Dong arrived here and had Yue Guan summon all the elders.

When the agreed time arrived, Bibi Dong opened her eyes.

Apart from the retainers under Qian Daoliu, all the other titled Douluo elders came.

"Don't be nervous. I've called everyone here today to talk about just one thing." Bibi Dong placed the scepter, symbolizing the papacy's authority, and the purple-gold crown on the table.

"From this moment forward, I am no longer the Pope of the Spirit Hall."

"???"

Everyone looked at Bibi Dong with bewildered expressions.

What's going on?

"Your Holiness, what is this...?"

"I'm tired, I'm not interested anymore." Bibi Dong stood up.

"that's all."

After saying that, Bibi Dong turned and left the Elder Hall.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance, then turned and followed Bibi Dong.

"Why did you follow us?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Your Holiness, if you leave, it won't be easy for us to survive here," Yue Guan said.

"One of you is level 97 and has the potential to break through to level 98, and the other is level 96 and will most likely reach level 97. With this kind of strength, how could you not survive?" Bibi Dong said.

Yue Guan has great talent, but he is obsessed with worldly glory and does not focus on cultivation, which is why he has been stuck at level 95 for so many years. If he were like those worshippers who think about cultivation all day long, even without the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum that Nan Feng gave him, it would not be impossible for him to reach level 97.

Ghostly Martial Soul is special. After taking the pill, the injuries caused by the soul leaving the body have been completely healed. It is not impossible for him to cultivate to level 98 in the future.

Even now, their combined martial spirit technique is enough to draw with Golden Crocodile.

Once they break through to level 98, even Qian Daoliu will be unable to do anything about them.

"Your Holiness, Elder Nanfeng... is he really dead?" the ghost asked.

"Dead, completely and utterly dead," Bibi Dong said.

"So what do you plan to do next?" Ghost asked.

"Take Nana and the others to Poseidon Island to retire," Bibi Dong said.

"Then... can we go together?" Ghost asked.

"..."

"casual."

Bibi Dong's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

The ghost looked at Yue Guan, "He's not dead."

Yue Guan nodded. "Definitely."

Based on their years of observation, if Nan Feng really died, Bibi Dong would definitely not step down as Pope. What she would do would not be to retire, but to take this opportunity to start a war and drag everyone down with her.

Something's not right that it's so quiet now.

"Are you sure you don't want to do this anymore?" Ghost asked.

"I don't really care. After all, he saved me and gave me a new life. Besides, the glory of the Spirit Hall means nothing to me."

He was originally a living dead, and the wealth and status that the living yearn for held no appeal for him. It was only when he met Yue Guan that their martial souls resonated, creating a special martial soul fusion skill.

Afterwards, he joined the Spirit Hall with Yue Guan, but only to help Yue Guan pursue the wealth and glory he longed for.

"I've had enough fun," Yue Guan said.

"Having followed him all these years, what haven't I seen? I have no regrets in this life."

"And I also want to see what happens next."

Will Nan Feng come back to life?

Could this be another case of entrapment?

He didn't know, but he was very curious.

Moreover, he was truly exhausted after being forced to walk a tightrope by Nan Feng all these years!

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"Poseidon Island?"

Since the situation was still uncertain, Ning Fengzhi had not yet left Wuhun City with the people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and there was still no news of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, whom he had brought with him.

Of course, there's a high probability that there will be no further news.

The night before the competition began, Xue Qinghe, or rather, Qian Renxue, had already confronted him.

To be honest, this was something he had expected.

After all, Xue Qinghe's attitude towards the Spirit Hall was often ambiguous, which was absolutely unacceptable for the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou.

Therefore, he had long suspected that there was some kind of relationship between Xue Qinghe and the Spirit Hall, but he never expected that the real Xue Qinghe had already been replaced.

Today, Xue Qinghe is Qian Renxue, the granddaughter of the Grand Master Qian Daoliu.

"Sister Nana said she was going and asked if I wanted to go," Ning Rongrong said.

"Hu Liena?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly.

"Did she go alone, or... did His Holiness the Pope say he wanted to go?"

"It seems to be His Holiness the Pope who said it," Ning Rongrong said.

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"Dad, do you think... he's really dead?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head. "Not sure."

Bibi Dong has been led astray by Nan Feng over the years and is no longer the person she used to be.

He couldn't determine whether Nan Feng was alive or dead based on Bibi Dong's current reaction.

"Dad, I want to go see," Ning Rongrong said.

"What if... what if he's still alive?"

"But what if he's already dead?" Ning Fengzhi said.

"I don't know," Ning Rongrong said, her head down.

"Xiao Wu and the others are leaving; I don't want to stay here alone."

"Then let's go," Ning Fengzhi said.

"You're all grown up now, it's time for you to go out and see the world. I hope you can go out and broaden your horizons, but I'm also worried about you going alone. Now that you have this opportunity, since your friend is going, you should go along and see the world too."

"Mmm." Ning Rongrong hugged Ning Fengzhi tightly, then turned and ran out.

"I'll go pack my things!"

"Slow down."

"knew!"

"..."

"Fengzhi, are you at ease?" Gu Rong emerged from the shadows.

"What can I do if I'm worried?" Ning Fengzhi sighed.

"Am I supposed to stop her?"

Perhaps Ning Rongrong's feelings for Nan Feng weren't quite that intense, but under the stress of such a life-or-death situation, many feelings can undergo changes that even the people involved couldn't have imagined.

Moreover, the mainland is far too strange these days.

If Bibi Dong is there, there shouldn't be any danger on Poseidon Island.

"Her changes in the last few months are greater than her changes in the past ten years or so," Gu Rong said.

"She's smart, but she lacks experience," Ning Fengzhi said.

"Over the past few months, she has stood at the center of the conflict and witnessed many things."

"She's not a child anymore."

In the past few months, the changes in Douluo Continent have been more frequent than those in the past few hundred years. Conflicts have been brought to their limit, but they stopped just before they were about to erupt due to the lack of a dominant force.

Now everyone is standing on the edge of a cliff. Will we take a step forward to escape the danger, or be pushed into the abyss, or will another force suddenly join us and knock us all down?

No one knows.

This strange state will continue for a long time until a new dominant force emerges.

Before that, everyone had to sleep with one eye open. (End of Chapter)