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

It’s over.

I acted impulsively.

Although Sister Rou'er has always been loyal, it is only right for her to fight for her brothers.

But this time it won't work!

She came with a mission. The future of the Star Dou Great Forest, the hope of the soul beast race, all lay in her infiltration plan. If she were captured by the Spirit Hall now, forget about the mission; once her identity as a 100,000-year-old soul beast was exposed, she would be reduced to a soul ring and a soul bone.

There's something wrong with this move!

I should have first forced back my tears and watched Yu Xiaoheng being imprisoned by the Spirit Hall, then completed the mission, successfully broke him out of prison, and if all else failed, risked my life to save my good brother. Finally, I should have left a message for Lord Di Tian: There are no cowards in my Soft Bone Rabbit lineage!

Rou'er was filled with remorse, wishing she could slap herself twice. But looking at the tall, imposing figure of the man behind her, she couldn't bring herself to retreat and hide behind him.

"Rou'er, stop fooling around."

Yu Xiaoheng reached out, pressed down on Rou'er's shoulder, and pushed her aside.

"Don't try to be a hero at a time like this. Just stay out of the way."

Rou'er said anxiously, "You don't know the methods of the Spirit Hall. If you fall into their hands..."

"Shut up."

Yu Xiaoheng responded.

The Spirit Hall is certainly ruthless towards 100,000-year-old soul beasts, but I am a divine messenger.

On top of a tall building.

Tang San looked down at the standoff.

"He really is a brute."

"He possesses immense strength but lacks the ability to assess the situation. Killing the Heavenly Dou Prince in Spirit City is not only a slap in the face to the Heavenly Dou Empire but also a provocation against the order maintained by the Spirit Hall."

Tang San's eyes were shimmering with a purple hue.

"Nameless, you're dead."

Outside the crowd of onlookers, many people dressed in various sect costumes whispered among themselves.

Those were people from the Lower Four Sects, and some big guys from the Elephant Armor Sect.

"Has this kid gone mad? That's a prince."

"Hey, who cares if he's crazy or not, we're going to have a good show today. How dare he start construction in Wuhun City? Will His Holiness the Pope let him off the hook?"

"What a waste of that talent. If only they had known how to be patient and waited until they left the city to make their move!"

Nobody had high hopes for Yu Xiaoheng.

In everyone's mind, this was a doomed situation.

Just then.

An immense pressure descended from the sky, like a giant mountain pressing down, causing all the Soul Masters present with Soul Power below Level 50 to buckle in their knees and almost kneel on the ground.

Golden light shone in countless rays.

A majestic figure descended from the sky, its six wings outstretched, exuding holiness and majesty.

The Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

Chapter 384 Qian Xunji's Retreat

The cardinals and knights all knelt down in unison, the clanging of their armor deafening.

Rou'er trembled, instinctively wanting to shrink back. This was the oppressive feeling emanating from a top-tier expert, making this transformed soul beast feel a fear that originated from the very soul.

Qian Xunji hovered in mid-air, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the bloodstains on the ground before finally landing on Yu Xiaoheng.

"Who is making such a racket here and dirtying the streets of Wuhun City?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it resonated in everyone's ears like a thunderclap.

The surviving members of the Heavenly Dou royal family rushed out as if they had seen a savior, and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Your Holiness! You must avenge us! This madman... this madman committed murder in the street, killing His Highness the Prince! This is an act of blatant disrespect to the Spirit Hall and contempt for you!"

The attendant was crying with snot and tears streaming down his face, and his finger was trembling as he pointed at Yu Xiaoheng.

Tang San nodded slightly from his vantage point.

This follower was clever; he knew how to direct the hatred towards the Spirit Hall.

Qian Xunji's gaze sharpened slightly as he looked at Yu Xiaoheng.

"Did you kill him?"

Yu Xiaoheng looked up and stared directly into Qian Xunji's eyes.

"He deserves to die."

Three words.

Decisive and efficient.

There was an uproar.

That kid is way too arrogant!

Facing the Pope, he didn't even offer a single explanation, simply saying, "He deserves to die."

Qian Xunji looked at Yu Xiaoheng, then glanced at Rou'er who was trembling beside him, and suddenly laughed.

"That's absolutely damnable."

Qian Xunji flicked his sleeve, and his voice echoed throughout the entire arena:

“Prince Tiandou abused his power to bully others and humiliated the divine messenger; he deserved to die.”

"Drag him away and feed him to the dogs."

The wailing of Dou's entourage stopped abruptly, their mouths agape, like ducks being choked.

Tang San's expression froze.

Rou'er's eyes widened, wondering if there was something wrong with her ears.

what's the situation?

Shouldn't the Spirit Hall be maintaining order? Why are they instead speaking up for the murderer?

Qian Xunji snorted coldly.

A bunch of idiots.

The token in the young man's hand was a divine messenger token personally issued by Qian Yuhan, representing the will of the Angel God. Let alone killing a Heavenly Dou Prince, even beheading the Heavenly Dou Emperor, as long as the Grand Elder remained silent, Qian Xunji would have to cover for him.

Besides, the Spirit Hall has long disliked the two great empires, so what's the death of a prince?

"It's all gone."

Qianxun waved her hand dismissively, as if shooing away a fly.

"Wait!"

A clear but angry voice rang out.

Tang San leaped down from the tall building, and after a few quick jumps, landed steadily in the middle of the street.

He couldn't stand it.

If we let Wuming walk away so brazenly today, what will become of the Heavenly Dou Empire's reputation? Since Tang San wants to make a name for himself in this competition, he can't let such a villain get away with it.

More importantly, this nameless one is too dangerous and must be eliminated as soon as possible.

"Who are you?" Qian Xunji frowned.

"Haotian Sect, Tang San."

Tang San, neither humble nor arrogant, looked directly at Qian Xunji: "Your Holiness, a life for a life, a debt for a debt. The Heavenly Dou Prince is a member of the royal family, representing the dignity of the empire. If the Spirit Hall were to protect the murderer today, it would be difficult to convince the public and would further chill the hearts of the people."

"Are you trying to teach me how to do things?" Qian Xunji's eyes turned cold.

"Don't dare."

Tang San took out a jet-black token from his pocket, on which was engraved a heavy hammer.

"However, this matter is of great importance, and my father, Tang Wei, is also very concerned about it."

The voice just fell.

An extremely domineering aura suddenly rose from afar.

Dark clouds loomed over the city.

A gigantic phantom of the Haotian Hammer loomed in the sky, its heavy pressure seemingly rivaling Qian Xunji's angelic radiance.

Haotian Sect Master, Tang Wei!

"Qian Xunji, I don't interfere in the fights between the younger generation, but if someone commits a crime in the street and gets away with it, my Haotian Sect, as the head of the three upper sects, has no choice but to intervene since we have seen it."

The powerful voice came like rolling thunder.

Tang San's lips curled up slightly.

This is the background.

No matter how strong you are, you're still just a nobody. I have the Clear Sky Sect as my backing and my father to support me. Even the Spirit Hall would have to think twice before giving me a chance.

Qian Xunji's face immediately turned ugly.

Those mad dogs from the Haotian Sect.

Normally, he could simply ignore it. But with the Soul Master Competition just around the corner, the eyes of the entire continent are on this place. If he were to completely break ties with the Clear Sky Sect, or even trigger a sect war, it would be detrimental to the Spirit Hall's grand plan.

Is it worth it for a "divine messenger"?

Qianxunji's eyes flickered.

"Nameless, if you cannot provide a reasonable explanation..."