Douluo Continent: I Have a Nameless Law

Upon hearing this, Gu Han and Bibi Dong exchanged a glance and then helplessly turned their gazes to the little golden lion.

The little golden lion lowered its head guiltily and muttered softly, "But she pulled my fur."

"Alright, Qiu'er, stop fooling around and apologize to Xue'er."

"And Xue'er, you should apologize to Qiu'er too. It ate your candy. Just come and tell us. You can't hit it, understand?"

"Then what about my candy?"

Bibi Dong whispered in Qian Renxue's ear, "I have two more here, I'll give them to you later."

"Uh-huh."

Xiao Qianrenxue then wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and walked up to Xiao Jinni.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have eaten your food."

"I shouldn't have pulled your hair either."

The two children sincerely apologized to each other and reconciled.

“Junior brother, I’m taking Xue’er back to the Spirit Hall. You stay here and take care of Qiu’er.” Bibi Dong turned to look at Gu Han.

"Ah."

Gu Han nodded. After Bibi Dong left with Xiao Qianrenxue, he turned his gaze to Xiao Jinni, who had his head down, looking like he was about to be scolded.

"Alright, go find your sister Ah Yin to play."

Gu Han stroked the little golden lion's fur, and a few strands of green light entered its body from his warm, jade-like palm, causing the hair that had been plucked from its back to grow back.

The little golden lion looked back at its fur, which had returned to its original state, and happily spun around a few times.

"Thank you, Daddy. I'm going to play with Sister Yin now!"

The little golden lion's voice also became cheerful, and it skipped and hopped to the courtyard where Ah Yin was.

"Ugh"

Gu Han sighed and sat down cross-legged on the large rock by the mountainside again.

Watching the energy slowly flow in his palm, he realized it was a new technique he had come to understand when he resonated with nature, unrelated to his martial soul attribute.

Outside, Qian Xunji and his companions arrived at the Tiger Might Mountains in the south of the Star Luo Empire. They stood atop a peak in the mountains, looking down at the dense forest below.

“Your Holiness, that evil spirit master has indeed come to this mountain range, but for some reason, after he entered, all our methods have been unable to track his presence.”

Golden Crocodile Douluo walked to Qian Xunji's side with his arms crossed, his majestic eyes looking down at the mountain range.

“There must be something strange about this mountain range, which is probably why we haven’t discovered them for so long.”

Qianjun nodded and said, "Yes, if it weren't for the Pope's martial spirit being extremely sensitive to these disgusting things, we probably wouldn't be able to catch them even if we turned the entire continent upside down."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo slammed his Dragon-Piercing Staff down and said, "Now that we've found them, let's go down and wipe them out."

"Seventh Brother, don't be impulsive. We still don't know the situation on the other side. If we alert them, we might end up empty-handed this time."

Golden Crocodile promptly stopped the demon-slaying man who was about to go down and do it without saying a word.

"Second brother, are we just going to wait like this?"

Jiangmo couldn't stand it anymore. He thought that now that they had found a gathering point with many experts, why not just follow the Pope down there and wipe out those guys completely?

Why worry so much? What if the person runs away and all their efforts are wasted?

"Your Holiness, what do you think? Should we just attack directly?"

The Demon-Slaying Douluo looked at Qian Xunji, whose gaze was fixed on the ground below, his brows furrowed.

"What's wrong? Is something the problem?"

Seeing Qian Xunji's expression, Ling Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm." Qian Xunji gazed intently at the valley below, his tone heavy. "I sense an aura even more malevolent than that of an evil soul master. Can you smell the stench in the air?"

Upon hearing this, everyone took a closer sniff of the air. Golden Crocodile narrowed his eyes slightly: "There is indeed a faint fishy smell, and it's not the smell of blood, but more like the smell of fish, though not entirely."

"So what? With so many experts around, are we afraid of some unknown guy? Even if he's strong, can he be stronger than our big brother?"

"Besides, with our current lineup, even if the big boss came, we'd still be no match."

"Seventh Brother, don't talk nonsense!"

Qianjun glared at Jiangmo, who realized that what he had said was inappropriate and obediently shut his mouth.

“The demon-slaying one is right. We can’t stay here forever. Follow me and conceal your presence. We’ll sneak over.”

Qian Xunji snapped out of her thoughts, ignoring the disrespectful words Jiang Mo had spoken to Lao Deng, and decided to sneak over and take a look, no matter what it was.

Chapter 265 Evil Beast Altar

Below the valley, several men in black robes gathered together. Behind them was a black six-pointed star altar, covered with a dark red, viscous liquid that emitted a strong, foul odor.

This altar can transform the smell of blood into a smell similar to that of fish.

"How's it going? Have they attracted the people yet?"

One of the men in black robes spoke in a sinister tone.

"Of course, they all came, including that disgusting angel."

"Hehe, since that's the case, let's begin."

"Hehe, come on, let them witness the power from the ancient divine beasts!"

The six men in black robes immediately jumped onto the altar, each occupying a corner. Without any strange gestures, they sent their soul power into the altar, along with the withered bones of the more than five hundred civilians.

"Come on, come on, wake up!!"

As energy flowed in, the surface of the altar began to resemble a swamp, constantly bubbling with thick, dark red bubbles.

These red bubbles transformed into countless evil spirits, each indistinguishable from a real person, their auras no less than that of a Soul Saint, and some even reaching the level of a high-ranking Soul Douluo. There were more than 500 of them, and they were evil soul puppets created using the corpses as a medium, taking advantage of the fact that the "divine beast" had not yet awakened, by borrowing its energy.

The spirits raised their right hands and poured energy into the altar.

"So many evil spirit masters, what are they doing?"

In the distance, several titled Douluo frowned as they watched the situation below the altar. They had arrived too late and had not witnessed the birth of the five hundred evil soul puppets.

"It's definitely not a good thing, and as expected, there is a force of evil soul masters, and quite a large one at that. Each of them has an aura above the Soul Saint level, and there are quite a few Soul Douluos, and there are also six Title Douluos above them."

"Your Holiness, Second Brother, we can't just stand by and watch, let's go up and take them down!"

As the demon slayer spoke, his intuition told him that these guys were definitely up to no good and he had to go and stop them.

"Alright, let's go!"

This time, none of them hesitated. Qian Xunji pulled the pin on the signal flare, and a beam of light shot up from the sky before exploding.

"Who goes there?!"

The six men in black robes immediately turned to look.

"Let's do it!"

In an instant, the phantom of a six-winged angel appeared, its enormous body hovering above the valley. The holy angelic domain unfolded, and countless golden feathers fell, each feather purifying all evil in the world.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Some of the puppets were struck by the feathers, and as if they were being burned by fire, flames began to rise from their bodies, emitting agonizing howls like those of vengeful ghosts.

Along with them appeared a fire phoenix, a golden crocodile king that resembled a giant dragon, and two humanoid powerhouses wielding dragon-coiled staffs.

Five figures soared into the air, followed by a full hundred winged angels.

These two-winged angels are all Soul Saint level powerhouses. Each two-winged angel possesses holy attributes and has a restraining effect on evil and dark attribute martial souls.

The Soul Master army sealed off all the high points and exits around the valley.

"I never imagined that there would still be so many remnants of evil spirit masters in this world. This is destined to be a disaster."

Qianxun stood swiftly above the void, each step she took creating ripples in space, and even her voice began to echo.

"Gentlemen, follow me to annihilate the evil spirits!"

"Hehehe, Your Holiness the Pope, you're too late. It doesn't matter if we die, but once the divine beast is born, none of you will leave alive."

The black-robed leader smiled sinisterly. The six people present had abandoned their only means of survival, the Rakshasa Puppet Body, in order to set up a trap for the Spirit Hall.

In other words, the six Title Douluo present, all of whom were evil soul masters, were like those killed by Chrysanthemum Douluo last time. They were all puppets, currently controlled by the original body's will, and would not suffer any backlash after death.

Most importantly, these puppets are indistinguishable from real people. Unless they are god-level powerhouses, mortals simply cannot tell that they are puppets. This is just the tip of the iceberg of the power of their great Rakshasa God.

As for the so-called divine beast's strength, it was actually only at its limit. Moreover, it was created using precious Rakshasa divine power. Otherwise, the blood of a mere five hundred people, plus the power of the six of them, would at most create a super Douluo-level evil beast.

Qian Xunji frowned slightly, his gaze falling on the dark, viscous altar.

"Angel Light Blade!"

Without hesitation, he took action. Although he didn't know what was hidden in the altar, his apprentice's novel plots told him that at this time, he could not hesitate, nor could he ask the other party what was inside out of curiosity. Taking action directly was the only way, otherwise some strange and terrifying things were bound to appear.

The enormous, holy sword fell.

However, none of the six men in black robes showed any sign of panic.

Qianxun frowned, a bad feeling creeping into her heart; the ritual was probably already complete.

Sure enough, from the swamp-like mud, a scarlet demonic hand reached out and grabbed the holy sword. The hand sizzled and emitted thick black smoke as it burned under the holy power.

"Moo~~"

The sound, like the roar of a bull, resounded, yet it was different from the roar of a bull. The sound was deep and muffled, and it seemed to be mixed with the roar of a tiger, echoing through the sky and deafeningly loud.

"Ok?"

Qianxun frowned, his roar carrying a powerful mental erosion.

Qian Xunji immediately unleashed his angelic light blades, expanding the angelic domain.

"Your Holiness, be careful, that thing has come out."

The golden crocodile stared intently at the pair of giant claws emerging from the altar. Suddenly, the altar exploded, and a giant lizard, a hundred feet long, sprang out. The lizard was entirely blood-red, with a pair of enormous blood-red wings on its back.

Everyone thought it was a dragon, but it turned out to have the head of a bat.

"What is this thing?"