Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

Before anyone could react...

A cardinal stepped forward, gathered his spiritual power, and loudly proclaimed:

"Papal Decree—!"

"From this day forward, Wuming is hereby appointed as a 'Divine Envoy' of the Spirit Hall!"

"To see the divine messenger is as if the Pope himself were here!"

"Anyone who opposes the Divine Envoy is a mortal enemy of the Spirit Hall, and the fight will not end in death!"

The sound was as loud as thunder, echoing throughout the entire Wuhun City.

I'm afraid the air will suddenly become quiet.

"puff--!!!"

In a wheelchair.

Tang Jue, who was already seriously injured and only holding on by sheer anger, rolled his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood upon hearing this.

He was driven to this state by sheer anger.

Tang Wei swayed violently and almost lost his balance.

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao looked at each other, their faces instantly turning even uglier than if they had swallowed flies.

Tang San was struck dumb, frozen in place, feeling a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

A divine messenger?

Is their status equivalent to that of the Pope?

Is this the result of their all-night wait?

Not only did he not die, but he rose to prominence and became someone that even the Haotian Sect could not afford to offend.

far away.

Bibi Dong, who had been silently observing, was filled with astonishment in her beautiful eyes.

The Shui sisters covered their mouths.

Even the members of the Killing City squad, who were hiding in the shadows and originally prepared to collect their leader's body, were now completely dumbfounded.

This……

Is this the boss?

He stormed into the Spirit Hall, not only did he escape unscathed, but he also rose to a high-ranking position?

That was amazing!

Outside Wuhun City, there was a great commotion.

The spies and representatives of various factions all focused their attention on the young man dressed in a magnificent black robe with gold patterns.

Shock, astonishment, and jealousy—a mix of emotions mingled in the air.

Among them, a group of Soul Masters dressed in the attire of the Star Luo Empire had particularly grim expressions.

The leader was a middle-aged, burly man with a white tiger emblem embroidered on his chest; his eyes were so fierce they looked like he wanted to devour someone.

Xingluo's team was once completely wiped out by "Nameless" alone.

The people of Xingluo remember this grudge more clearly than anyone else.

The burly man turned his head and glanced at the Haotian Sect group, whose faces were ashen, not far away.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

He strode through the crowd and stood before Tang Wei, not even bothering to bow, getting straight to the point:

"Sect Leader Tang, are you just going to watch like this?"

Tang Wei raised his eyelids and recognized the other party as a retainer of the Star Luo royal family.

"Otherwise what? This is Wuhun City."

The burly man sneered and lowered his voice:

"So what if it's Wuhun City? The title of Divine Envoy sounds intimidating, but once you leave this inner city, he's just a kid with some talent."

"He has humiliated the Haotian Sect and also damaged the reputation of my Xingluo Royal Family."

"As long as we find an opportunity and do it cleanly..."

The burly man made a throat-slitting gesture.

Tang Wei remained silent.

Do you even need to tell me that?

No... At this time, wouldn't it be even more shameful to say that our Haotian Sect has failed?

The compensation of five million gold soul coins, plus Tang Jue's life, weighed heavily on my mind.

If I could really kill this kid without anyone noticing, it would relieve my anger.

Or should we persuade Xingluo to try again?

This nameless one can't stay near Qian Renxue forever, can he?

Where does he get such a thick skin?

So, shall we give it a try?

Representatives from several smaller sects nearby also gathered around, though they dared not speak loudly, their eyes conveying the same message:

As long as the Haotian Sect takes the lead, they dare to follow.

Just as this group of people were whispering and plotting how to get back at the top outside the rules.

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

The boy at the center of the discussion stirred.

Yu Xiaoheng walked with his hands behind his back, followed by two cardinals. His pace was unhurried as he headed straight for the Haotian Sect and the Star Luo Empire.

Wherever he passed, the crowds parted to the sides like a tide.

That is reverence for power.

The burly man's eyebrows stood on end, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"This kid, he actually dares to come over on his own initiative?"

Tang Hao stepped forward, blocking Tang Wei, his soul power surging faintly around him.

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

Yu Xiaoheng stopped five steps away from the crowd.

Warning bells rang in Tang San's mind.

This "nameless" person is too dangerous.

Not only is he incredibly strong, but his cunning is also unfathomable. In just one night, he managed to turn the tables and rise from a seemingly hopeless situation to become a divine envoy of the Spirit Hall.

If this child is not eliminated, he will surely become a great threat.

Tang San took a deep breath and broke the silence first:

What do you want to do?

Even with the identity of a divine messenger, in Tang San's eyes, the other party was still an enemy who deserved to die.

The Haotian Sect members straightened their backs, staring intently at Yu Xiaoheng, ready to attack at any moment.

This is outside the city. As long as no one is killed, a little sparring won't be enough for the Spirit Hall to say anything.

Yu Xiaoheng looked at Tang San's expression, as if facing a formidable enemy.

He turned his head slightly and glanced at the cardinal behind him.

The cardinal understood immediately and smashed his ceremonial staff.

"Now that you have seen the divine messenger, why do you not worship?"

Chapter 358 Kneel Down!

"Kneel down."

Tang San gritted his teeth, his knees straight.

To make him kneel before someone his own age? To kneel before an unknown person?

This is worse than killing him.

The royal family's attendant next to him was also blushing. As a member of the royal family, who, apart from the emperor, was worthy of receiving this bow?

"It seems that you all think that the rules of my Spirit Hall are no greater than your knees."

Yu Xiaoheng did not speak; it was the cardinal who spoke.

As the words fell, a terrifying pressure suddenly rose from the depths of Wuhun City.

That wasn't the aura of a cardinal.

That came from the Hall of Offerings, from that peerless Douluo who was invincible in the sky—Qian Daoliu.

The aura wasn't specifically targeting any one person; it merely surged briefly, and the clouds in the sky instantly shattered.

Everyone felt as if their heart had been gripped tightly by a giant hand at that moment.

Tang Wei's expression changed drastically.

This is Wuhun City, the territory of the Angel God.

Outside the sect, Haotian Sect can ignore anyone, even the Pope, and only show superficial politeness.

But here, the messenger represents the face of the angel god.

How can a mortal not kneel before a god?

If they don't kneel, it's like declaring war on the entire Spirit Hall and on the Angel God.