Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

Although Ghost and Moon Pass have been stuck at level 95 and don't have much of an advantage in one-on-one battles against some Soul Masters of the same level, if the two of them join forces, they are not much weaker than those Venerables, which is their confidence.

"Elder Ghost is very kind, but it's not necessary this time."

Yan shook his head. He understood what Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo meant, assuming he was representing Bibi Dong to question the elders and demonstrate his strength. However, the truth was that his trip to the Hall of Worship was to prevent the infiltration plan from starting, mainly to deal with Qian Renxue, and he didn't need a Title Douluo to accompany him.

"Yan boy, since you're planning a long trip, take this with you."

After hearing Yan's words, Gui Mei stopped talking. At this moment, Yue Guan, who was sitting to the side, spoke up. As he spoke, the chrysanthemum in his palm that was shimmering with golden light became more and more solid. Finally, a glowing petal flew out and landed in front of Yan.

"You succeeded? You can really create a divine herb?"

Yan carefully took the chrysanthemum petal. The touch in his palm was quite real. He looked up and asked in disbelief.

"It's not that easy. With my current cultivation level, at most I can make the roots and stems of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum materialize. Not to mention the most crucial stamen, even the petal in your palm is still semi-illusory and won't last long."

Yue Guan shook his head, but the smug smile on his lips betrayed his true feelings.

His martial spirit is one of the kings of the plant type, the immortal spiritual herb Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum. This magical chrysanthemum has no fragrance, but eating it can circulate qi in the limbs and open the eight meridians, and can help one cultivate an indestructible body.

Plant-type Soul Masters summon true plants as their Martial Souls, capable of taking root and spreading, and even surviving and reproducing without the support of Soul Power. This characteristic of plants leads many Plant-type Soul Masters to choose the support-type path.

However, Yue Guan's martial soul, the Tongtian Qirong Chrysanthemum, was simply too powerful. Over the years, he could only summon a phantom of the martial soul at most. Not to mention using it for propagation, he couldn't even evolve a complete plant.

Currently, Yue Guan is at level 95, but at most he can only evolve a single incomplete chrysanthemum petal, which is the one Yan is holding in his hand. Although eating it does not have the effect of a complete immortal-grade spiritual herb, it is still very beneficial to the body.

Yan estimated that only after Yue Guan successfully broke through to level 99, or even reached level 100 and became a god, could he evolve the seedling of this rare and precious chrysanthemum. After all, this was a celestial herb, and a single celestial herb had the effect of transforming a person's life, making it far more valuable than ordinary plants.

Over the past few days, Yan's performance has earned the approval of Yue Guan and Gui Mei. In addition, Yan gave Yue Guan a breakthrough idea a few days ago, which made him very grateful, so he gave him this petal.

"Take care, elders."

After Yan had arranged everything, he bowed to Gui Mei and Yue Guan, then turned and left the training room. Outside the Papal Palace, a cavalry unit was ready to depart, as Bibi Dong had already given the orders.

"Loldiala greets Young Master Yan."

A powerful figure with a profound aura approached Yan and bowed slightly. Yan had a vague impression of him from his self-introduction: Golden Eagle Soul Saint Lordiara, whose strength was quite remarkable and who was expected to make further progress in the future.

This time, Yan is going to the Hall of Offerings not to interact with the offerings, so there is no need to bring along any elders of the Title Douluo level. However, he still needs to bring a group of strong people with him, mainly because his strength is insufficient and the Heaven Dou Empire is too unsafe nowadays.

"Thank you for your protection, Deacon."

Yan nodded and thanked the Soul Saint. He seemed to have a somewhat cautious impression of this person, who was probably another background character from the Spirit Hall in the original work.

Yan climbed onto the carriage, which was driven by Lordiara himself, and was escorted by a squad of cavalry with considerable soul power. Although the procession was not exactly grand, it still attracted a lot of attention.

As the procession completely left the Papal Palace, a figure suddenly appeared atop the palace's roof, then stared at the departing carriage in silence for a long time.

……

Pope Mountain is located within the territory of the Tian Dou Empire, not too far from Wuhun City. This was once the holy site of the Wuhun Hall, where the old Pope's Hall, Elder's Hall, Offering Hall, and Douluo Hall were all located. Having withstood the test of time, everything here exudes an ancient and profound atmosphere.

The area beneath Mount Papal was heavily guarded. A carriage slowly came to a stop at the foot of the mountain, and a young figure stepped out, gazing at the majestic mountain before him with a hint of something inexplicable in his eyes.

This majestic Papal Mountain was once the headquarters of the Spirit Hall. However, with the establishment of Spirit City, the Douluo Hall, the Elder Hall, and the Papal Hall were relocated one after another, leaving only the Hall of Offerings still standing here.

The Hall of Offerings is not part of the Spirit Hall's regular power system, so unlike the other three halls which are located on the high mountain in front of the Papal Palace, it is located on the back mountain of Papal Mountain, implying the Spirit Hall's foundation.

The Hall of Offerings is a rather special place within the Spirit Hall. To reside there, one must be at least a Super Douluo of level 96 or above. Such powerful individuals are fewer than a handful across the entire Douluo Continent, and they hold an unparalleled position.

If the combined power of the numerous titled elders of the Elder Hall could refute the Pope, then if the enshrined elders of the Hall of Worship were to take action, they could overturn the Spirit Hall and even replace the Pope, because their strength was truly too great.

It was precisely because she feared the powerful strength and influence of the Hall of Worship that Bibi Dong chose to build the Spirit City after ascending to the throne and transfer the regular power institutions, including the Papal Palace, to the Spirit Hall, thus opening up a new situation within the Spirit Hall.

Chapter 50 Angelic Martial Soul

At the Papal Palace, in front of the Hall of Worship, as two figures appeared, the numerous paladin knights guarding the Papal Palace immediately gripped their swords tightly.

"stop."

As the two figures approached, the Temple Knights clad in silver armor sprang into action. More than a hundred Temple Knights simultaneously raised their longswords, their shouts thunderous: "This is forbidden territory! Take another step closer and you will be killed without mercy!"

However, the two who came did not stop. Yan's figure was slightly behind, while the Golden Eagle Soul Saint Lordiara raised his hand and showed his token.

A knight commander stepped forward quickly, and when he saw the pattern on the token, he bowed and said, "Greetings, Special Envoy of the Pope."

More than a hundred temple knights performed the same action in unison. Golden Eagle Soul Saint Lordiara did not hesitate, but slightly turned his body to let Yan go first.

Many of the paladin knights looked at the small figure in front of them with surprise in their eyes. No one expected that the Pope's special envoy would be a child who looked no more than six or seven years old.

Yan waved to the many temple knights, and then entered the temple with Lordiara. At the end of the main hall of the temple was a huge six-winged angel sculpture made of pure gold, ten meters high. At this moment, a small figure was kneeling in front of the angel sculpture, praying with his eyes closed.

Yan gestured to Lordiara, then went alone into the side hall of the council chamber and sat down quietly. Soon after, a maid came forward to serve him fragrant tea. He did not move, but sat quietly and waited.

The council hall in the side hall is very large, covering an area of ​​over a thousand square meters. It is magnificent and decorated in a style similar to classical Western style. The first impression is that it is very bright, and everything around is sparkling.

"You all stay outside and wait. No one is allowed to disturb us without my order."

The three-meter-high archway opened, and a soft sound rang out from outside. Yan also timely withdrew his probing gaze and turned his attention to the direction of the archway.

The archway opened, and a woman walked in. The moment she appeared, Yan couldn't take his eyes off her. Her skin was as white as snow, her nose was straight, her phoenix eyes were slightly delicate, and her stunning face had a touch of arrogance. These were all the elements that attracted his attention.

However, the most crucial part was the area below her snow-white neck. This girl was only eleven or twelve years old, but her figure was already exceptionally captivating, which was quite inconsistent with her age.

If you didn't look at her face, she might easily be mistaken for a grown woman, especially her impressive bust, which would attract the attention of any man. A classic baby face... cough cough, Yan forced his gaze upwards with great willpower, but outwardly pretended to be nonchalant.

He looked at the beautiful young woman who had entered again, this time with a hint of appreciation in his eyes—appreciation of beauty.

The girl wore a golden palace-style long dress. The dress was one-piece and seemed to be woven with gold thread. It had no excessive patterns or decorations and was simple and elegant in style.

The golden stand-up collar protected her snow-white and slender neck, and her long golden hair was casually draped behind her without being carefully combed, forming a stark contrast with her neat palace attire.

Across from Yan, the beautiful girl's expression also changed slightly, seemingly revealing a hint of interest. Although Yan's emotional change was very subtle, she still sensed it, especially the change in her eyes.

Yan's initial gaze was a bit too much. She had seen many people look at her like that, but mostly adults. It was a possessive look towards women. She didn't know what her sister was thinking, keeping such a brat by her side.

However, Yan's eyes changed so quickly that she was somewhat surprised. In just a moment, he cleared away all his distracting thoughts and evil intentions, leaving only pure appreciation for his beauty and for her.

The atmosphere in the council hall of the side hall was quite solemn. Yan sat in front of a long table, gazing up at the scene. The beautiful girl stopped in her tracks after entering the hall.

Their eyes met in mid-air, without any sparks flying, only a long, drawn-out gaze.

"What brings you here on behalf of the Pope?"

The standing girl slowly walked to the opposite side of Yan and sat down. Her gentle and pleasant voice easily gave people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.

Yan sat on the other side of the long table, looking directly at the beautiful girl. "Your Holiness, I received a message from the Hall of Worship. They are very angry about your idea to launch the infiltration plan. It's rare for them to lose their temper, and they've taken a tantrum at the High Priest."

A faint smile appeared on the woman's face. "The infiltration plan was devised by the previous Pope, and the Spirit Hall spent countless efforts on it. To just abandon it would be to waste all our previous efforts. Besides, what right does she have to be dissatisfied with the High Priest?"

“I also think she blamed the wrong person. Perhaps she was just worried and confused, since it involved her own flesh and blood.”

Yan's tone remained calm, but his words caused the girl opposite him to change her expression drastically. "I have never met Grand Elder Qian Daoliu, but I have some understanding of him. He is not that kind of person."

Actually, I don't think this plan is anything special, especially since you're the one executing it. As an awakener of the Angelic Martial Soul, your talent is unparalleled in this world. Staying in the Hall of Worship and cultivating diligently is the right path for you. Why waste your time and talent getting involved in such intrigues?

"Oh!"

The girl opposite Yan reacted unusually strongly. She suddenly stood up, placed her hands on the table, leaned down, and stared at him with eyes that seemed to want to devour him. "Do you know what you're saying? How do you know these things? What is your relationship with her? Why did she tell you these things?"

The girl's face was full of four questions, and her almost outburst showed that she had lost her composure. Her most hidden secret had been exposed, and at this moment she could no longer remain calm.

Yan's expression remained calm, his voice still unhurried, "None of that matters. The most important thing is that you don't need to prove yourself this way. By the way, what is your current cultivation level...?"

The girl didn't answer him, but kept pressing him with her eyes. However, facing Yan's unchanging gaze, she finally responded, "Level 39."

“Level 39, not bad. The full soul power of an awakened Angel Martial Soul is level 20 of the Innate Realm. It takes about six years to reach level 39. You should not waste your talent.”

Yan nodded in satisfaction, and then continued, "I am seven years old this year, and my current soul power is level 20, which is not as good as yours, Miss. However, I have always admired the Angelic Martial Soul. I wonder if I can get your guidance? Afterwards, I can tell you everything you want to know."

Chapter 51 Battle of Qian Renxue

"are you serious."

After hearing Yan's words, Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed slightly. She looked down at him and said in a deep voice, "You may only have a superficial understanding of the Angelic Martial Soul, or you may have misjudged my strength. At level thirty-nine, I can defeat even a Soul King. You have no chance of winning."

"How will you know if you don't try, right?"

Yan smiled at Qian Renxue, then got up and walked towards the archway of the side hall. Qian Renxue was silent for a moment before following him.

"In this match, I will suppress my soul power to level 20 and will not use any soul rings other than my first soul ring. I hope you will not blame me for winning unfairly."

Inside a martial arts arena in the Hall of Offerings, Qian Renxue looked intently at Yan opposite her and spoke seriously. In her view, this match was a foregone conclusion. Even if she suppressed her soul power to level 20, the power of the Angelic Martial Soul still made her invincible among those of the same level. In her opinion, Yan had absolutely no chance.

"Whatever you want."

Yan shrugged, not insisting that Qian Renxue use her full strength. It was already laughable for a level 20 person to challenge someone who was level 39. If he insisted too much, he would only make himself look like a joke.

"Be careful."

Qian Renxue spoke softly, her hair turning into a shimmering golden color, each strand glowing. Her clothes tore open on her back, and two pairs of pure white wings emerged and unfolded from behind. Her body seemed to defy gravity, slowly floating up and hovering a foot off the ground.

Under the intense golden light, Qian Renxue's eyes turned completely golden, and a huge, faceless phantom appeared behind her body.

The only difference between the golden light and the real body was the number of wings. The golden light had three pairs of wings, totaling six wings. This was the Six-Winged Angel God Martial Soul, a legendary god-level martial soul.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is a legendary weapon that only those who represent the gods can possess. It not only grants innate full soul power, but also innate level 20 full soul power. Once one obtains the first soul ring, one can directly pursue the second.

Qian Renxue is currently only a level 39 Soul Master. She has only one pair of wings on her back, with pure white and golden wings spread out behind her. Her body floats in mid-air, and her golden eyes are extremely majestic. "I will defeat you with absolute strength, Yan."

"Really? I'm looking forward to it."

Yan smiled calmly, and then incredibly intense flames surged from his body. The crimson flames took on the form of a giant outside his body. His pupils and hair glowed red at this moment, his skin turned white and became more resilient, and his whole person was full of aggression.

"The power of fire is indeed great, so I will defeat you with the flames of light."

As Qian Renxue spoke, she raised her palm, and a burst of golden flames instantly rose up, accompanied by dazzling golden light. The magnificent golden light and shadow behind her also bloomed, and a powerful and sacred pressure swept over them.

"Ding ding ding ding ding..."

Rings of golden light, accompanied by strange and beautiful sounds, enveloped Yan directly. As Yan sensed these rings spreading, everything around him seemed to be bathed in a golden glow, becoming somewhat hazy and golden.

Although he hadn't yet felt the effects of the golden light, he instinctively sensed oppression and crisis, experiencing unprecedented suppression. This was Qian Renxue's innate domain, a special ability possessed by her super martial soul, the Six-Winged Angel.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, Yan stretched out his hands, and two waves of fire instantly swept out, colliding with the rings of golden light that were flying towards him. At the same time, Yan leaped backward off the ground, using the recoil from the collision to quickly move away from Qian Renxue's domain.

"You can't escape."

Qian Renxue naturally noticed Yan's plan and quickly pursued him with her golden tail flames. Her golden halo suddenly spread out, creating dazzling circles of light in the air, and she crashed towards Yan like a golden meteor.

"Ding ~"

Qian Renxue's first spirit ring lit up, and the golden aura around her instantly condensed towards her right fist. She suddenly threw a punch straight at the retreating Yan. The condensed golden light resembled a huge round shield, which shot out and quickly approached Yan's position.