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

"You did a great job."

Di Tian directly set the tone.

"The array you have drawn is extremely perfect. If you hadn't arranged the energy nodes so well, I wouldn't have been able to arrive in time today."

"You have done a great job."

Rou'er stood there, dumbfounded.

She stretched out a finger, trembling, pointing at the furious Yu Xiaoheng behind her.

“Lord Di Tian… he… Wuming… no… Yu Xiaoheng…”

Rou'er stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Di Tian frowned again as he watched Rou'er's reaction.

He was filled with doubt.

Why are you so surprised?

Di Tian looked at Rou'er's ghost-like expression and was very puzzled.

"You set up this formation yourself, and you locked the coordinates yourself."

"Since you set up this scheme, don't you know who you've been lurking around all along?"

"You don't know who you're protecting?"

Rou'er swallowed hard, her voice trembling.

"I...I don't know."

"All I know is that he's Yu Xiaoheng, my good brother. I just wanted to come watch his match..."

"I really didn't know he was the one we were looking for..."

Rou'er was a little flustered.

Di Tian was even more confused after hearing Rou'er's words.

You do not know?

Chapter 417 Di Tian: Who secretly enhanced Qian Yuhan?

However, Di Tian did not dwell on this issue.

Because in the sky, another anomaly occurs.

"Boom!"

The sky, which had been torn apart by the dark gold magic array, suddenly collapsed on a large scale.

Golden light poured down from the clouds, and a sacred aura instantly enveloped the ruins of the Great Soul Arena.

Qian Yuhan hovered in mid-air, and the pure gold giant sword in his hand condensed once more.

Within this golden light, a massive rift was forcibly torn open in the void.

Powerful auras surged from the cracks.

The leader, with long, flowing blond hair, wore a golden papal crown symbolizing the highest power of the Spirit Hall. He was handsome and held a dazzling scepter.

It is none other than the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji!

Beside Qian Xunji stood an old man who looked quite ordinary.

The old man did not release any martial spirit or spirit ring, but as he stood there, the violent energy aftershocks around him automatically subsided, as if a mud ox had entered the sea.

The Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu!

Behind the two of them, six elderly men dressed in the robes of the Spirit Hall elders filed out.

Nine dazzling soul rings hovered beneath the feet of each elder.

Six Title Douluo!

The Spirit Hall's top combat forces have all come out at this moment!

For the sake of the divine!

Tang Hao, standing at the edge of the ruins, was filled with horror.

Tang Wei's face also turned deathly pale.

The Spirit Hall's resources are terrifying.

This time... if it weren't for that self-proclaimed Emperor Tian being an enemy of the god worshipped by the Spirit Hall, I would have truly underestimated them!

Qian Xunji's gaze swept across the ruins below, and when he saw Qian Yuhan floating in mid-air, he immediately lowered his head and bowed respectfully.

"Paying respects to our ancestors."

The six titled Douluo behind him also knelt on one knee.

Qian Daoliu did not kneel, but he also bowed slightly to show his respect for the angel's divine will.

Then, Qian Daoliu's gaze fell on Di Tian below.

"Beast God, Emperor Tian."

Qian Daoliu's voice was calm, yet it resonated throughout the entire Tiandou City.

"You, as the ruler of the Star Dou Great Forest, brazenly appear in human cities and interfere in human battles."

"You've crossed the line."

Di Tian stood still, without even changing his posture.

He looked up at the Spirit Hall members in the sky, his golden pupils showing no fear.

Di Tian even laughed out loud.

"Crossing the line?"

"You ants dare to talk to me about boundaries?"

"Qian Daoliu, you are nothing more than a mortal who borrowed the power of angels and reached the limits of humanity. At level ninety-nine, you are still human in the end."

Di Tian pointed at Qian Xunji and the six titled Douluo.

"A mediocre pope leading six useless people who barely reached the threshold of being granted titles."

Finally, Di Tian's gaze fell on Qian Yuhan.

"As for you."

"A divine thought descended upon a human child."

"This is Douluo Continent, the human realm! Your divine power is suppressed by the rules of this plane, and you cannot unleash your true god-level power. If you forcibly activate your superhuman divine power, the little girl you are inhabiting will immediately explode and die!"

Di Tian opened his arms.

The massive dark gold magic array below shone brightly, and a continuous stream of earth vein power flowed into his body along the array's patterns.

"And I have this dark gold magic array that provides me with a continuous source of energy."

"The timing and the location are both on my side."

"Qian Daoliu, you can't kill me."

Di Tian pointed to Yu Xiaoheng behind him.

"You won't even be able to touch a single hair on his head."

Qian Daoliu remained expressionless.

"Take him down."

With a single command from Qian Daoliu.

Six titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall suddenly attacked.

"Seventh Soul Skill! Martial Soul True Body!"

Six earth-shattering roars resounded.

Six enormous Martial Soul True Forms manifested in the sky, accompanied by flashes of blades, sword shadows, and roars of beasts, carrying a world-destroying power as they simultaneously crashed down upon Di Tian below.

The combined attack of the titled Douluo completely locked down the space.

Di Tian snorted coldly.

He did not release his martial spirit.

He simply raised his right hand, his five fingers forming a claw, and swung it sharply through the air.

"The Black Dragon Destroys the World."

Large areas of space were directly torn apart.

Five pure black cracks, each a hundred meters long, swept out with an all-consuming darkness.

The five cracks were moving too fast; the six titled Douluo didn't even have time to react.

"Pfft-"

"Crack!"

The three titled Douluo at the forefront had their Martial Soul True Bodies as fragile as paper, instantly sliced ​​open by the black cracks.

Blood sprayed through the air like a waterfall.

The three titled Douluo didn't even have time to scream before their protective soul power was torn apart, leaving deep, bone-revealing wounds on their chests.

The three of them plummeted from the sky like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily into the ruins, their fate unknown.

The remaining three Title Douluos were shocked and tried to retreat.

Di Tian clenched his right hand suddenly.

"boom!"

The space around the three titled Douluo instantly collapsed.

The immense spatial pressure crushed them directly.