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

Ning Zhenyuan nodded in agreement.

“After his sacrifice, he must be hiding somewhere to digest his power. Now is the last window of opportunity to eliminate him. If we miss this time, and he walks out swaggering out, we will all have to make way for him.”

Everyone echoed this sentiment.

Just then, Tang Wei looked at the empty seat next to the head of the table and asked a question.

"High Priest, why is His Holiness the Pope not here today?"

It is highly unusual that Qian Xunji, as the Pope, was absent from such a high-level meeting concerning the overall situation on the mainland.

Qian Daoliu sat in the large head chair with his hands folded over his abdomen, his expression inscrutable.

"The Pope has some important matters to attend to."

Qian Daoliu looked at Tang Wei and Ning Zhenyuan, his tone calm:

"Everyone, there is no need to panic. Soon, you will know what he is doing. As long as you can work together to put pressure on Yu Xiaoheng and force him to show himself, the Spirit Hall will be absolutely confident in killing and capturing him."

These words were like a reassurance to everyone present.

The Spirit Hall's confidence never comes from nowhere.

At the same time.

Deep within Wuhun City lies the Angelic Temple.

The spacious hall was filled with a rich, pure golden light, which illuminated every stone slab on the ground with exquisite detail.

Qian Daoliu knelt on one knee, head bowed, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Not far in front of him, Qian Xunji lay prostrate on the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

It wasn't fear, it was ecstasy.

Directly in front of the two of them stood a stunningly beautiful figure.

That was Qian Renxue, who was originally a little girl.

But at this moment, her appearance had completely transformed into that of an adult woman. Her long, golden hair cascaded down her back, and her slender, perfect body was enveloped in a layer of holy radiance.

That is the God of Angels, Qian Yuhan.

Qian Yuhan, hovering above Qian Renxue, looked down at Qian Xunji, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Chihiro's speed".

Qian Yuhan's voice echoed in the hall.

"Here! The believer is here!" Qian Xunji suddenly raised his head, his face full of greed and desire.

"Today, I bestow upon you a divine mandate." Qian Yuhan slowly raised her right hand, and a ball of pure, golden light gathered in her palm. "But you must understand, this is an incomplete divine mandate."

Chapter 499 Rou'er: Where is this?

Qian Yuhan looked directly into Qian Xunji's eyes.

"You can gain divine power through this and become an angel in the eyes of the world. But you are still mortal, and your lifespan will not increase."

"The ultimate successor to this throne is Qian Renxue."

Qian Yuhan looked at Qian Xunji, her tone flat: "You are merely a transitional figure to get through the current crisis."

Chihiro didn't care about any of that.

What does lifespan matter if one possesses divine power? What does being a mere transitional being matter?

With divine power, he could crush Yu Xiaoheng, who was suffocating him, under his feet!

"The believer understands! The believer is willing to accept divine guidance!" Qian Xunji shouted loudly, and kowtowed heavily again.

Qian Yuhan nodded in satisfaction, and the golden ball of light in his hand transformed into a stream of light, instantly disappearing into Qian Xunji's brow.

"Those two brothers from the Yu family are certainly ruthless in their actions," Qian Yuhan said casually, looking at Qian Xunji who was absorbing divine power. "They forcibly obtained power by sacrificing a 100,000-year-old soul beast. After you finish absorbing the divine power, go and take care of them."

"Yes, sir!" Qian Xunji felt the terrifying power surging wildly within his body, and his facial muscles twitched with excitement.

He finally felt confident.

Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.

On the cliffs of the main peak.

The cold wind howled and swept past, making a sharp whistling sound as it scraped against the rocks.

Yu Xiaogang stood alone on the edge of the cliff, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

His white hair flew wildly in the wind.

He had just received intelligence from the outside world.

His elder brother, Yu Xiaoheng, also sacrificed a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

Looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, Yu Xiaogang's initially confused gaze gradually hardened.

Behind him, the enormous, dark dragon head phantom of Luo Buhui loomed in and out, exhaling a dark aura.

"Brother, so you made the same choice too."

Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself, forcing an awkward smile.

"I knew it, I made the right choice. In this world, talking about feelings is just nonsense!"

He clenched his fists, and the Title Douluo soul power within his body surged, pushing away all the surrounding wind and snow.

"Only by becoming stronger, by any means necessary, can we survive. If my older brother can do it, so can I!"

Deep within the sect, in the sect leader's main hall.

Yu Yuanzhen sat in the chair that symbolized the highest power of the Blue Lightning Sect, looking somewhat tired.

The main hall was empty. He had already dismissed the other clan elders.

Those people were making a ruckus down there. Some said they wanted to expel Yu Xiaogang from the sect to appease the anger of the crowd, while others said they wanted to send someone to find Yu Xiaoheng as soon as possible.

Yu Yuanzhen didn't listen to a word he said.

He leaned back in his chair and looked up at the dome of the main hall.

He knew about Yu Xiaoheng's plan long ago.

He knew that his eldest son was going to find the 100,000-year-old soul beast named Rou'er and make her sacrifice herself.

Now that news has arrived from outside, Yu Yuanzhen knows in his heart that Yu Xiaoheng has succeeded.

As a father, he was happy for his eldest son's success. His eldest son had gained a qualitative leap in combat power.

However, when he thought of his second son, Yu Xiaogang, it felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on his chest.

Yu Xiaogang, who used to be full of theories, has now become a madman with a full head of white hair, all alone on a cliff.

Yu Yuanzhen felt heartbroken.

But what could he say?

If Yu Xiaogang hadn't forced Lin Wan'er to sacrifice herself and become a Title Douluo, would the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan still be able to exist peacefully here?

Yu Yuanzhen stood up, walked to the entrance of the main hall, and looked at the continuous mountains outside.

He is both the sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the father of Yu Xiaoheng and Yu Xiaogang.

"Ugh……"

Yu Yuanzhen closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

With the help of the Spirit Hall and other major forces, the news spread like wildfire throughout the entire Douluo Continent in a very short time.

The whole world is talking about this.

In the stories fabricated by the Spirit Hall and various other forces, Lin Wan'er and Rou'er were portrayed as two women who were extremely fond of the Yu brothers.

They gave their all, only to be betrayed by two heartless men, ultimately becoming sacrifices for the pursuit of power.

Such a love story is naturally widely known.

Adding the element of being betrayed by a heartless man, it's no wonder that everyone in the world would condemn and despise her.

Blue Electric's reputation was severely damaged.

In a small border town of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

A vendor was tending his stall, which displayed some beautifully packaged candies. These were the candies that Yu Xiaoheng had started previously.

A young woman walked past the stall and her face darkened when she saw the blue electric logo on the candy packaging.

She grabbed a handful of candy and threw it on the ground.

"Hey! How dare you throw my things around like that!" the vendor exclaimed in frustration.

The young woman stepped on the candy, her face full of disdain as she cursed:

"So what if we throw it away? Who would buy products made by such despicable people? Two scumbags who climbed the social ladder by deceiving women, don't they feel ashamed to sell their stuff!"

Passersby gathered around and pointed at the vendor.

Amidst this overwhelming outcry, another voice is circulating in the shadows.

Inside an underground tavern.

Several Soul Masters sat around a round table in the corner, drinking cheap liquor.

"Those people outside are certainly making a scene," a scarred-faced Soul Master said in a low voice, "but if you ask me, those two Yu brothers are having a blast."

The other person at the table leaned over, their eyes gleaming with envy.

"That's right! That was a 100,000-year-old soul beast! One person made a sacrifice! Just how much did their strength increase?"

Scarface chuckled twice:

"In this world, strength is the only true measure of success! Once Yu Xiaoheng comes out, see who among those who are loudest in their insults will dare to be disrespectful to his face?"

"Yes," another person sighed, "It's just a pity about those two girls. Lin Wan'er, and that girl named Rou'er."

Scarface picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

On the cliff of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.