Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

The next moment, a sealed letter wrapped in sealing wax flew from the sky, enveloped by a powerful soul force, and landed precisely in the old woman's hand.

"So it was Xue'er's secret letter!" The old woman's brows relaxed slightly after seeing the signature on the sealed letter.

She prefers quiet to movement. If anyone disturbs her, this being who hasn't appeared on Douluo Continent for over a hundred years might just blow their skull off.

She hates being disturbed, but it's different if it's Qian Renxue.

At the same time, she was also a peak Douluo with a soul power level exceeding 95. No one in this world knows how long she has truly lived.

Speaking of which...

The old woman was not only the oldest among the several elders of the Spirit Hall, but she might also be the oldest human in the Douluo Continent. Unfortunately, her withered and frail body gradually became more and more old and dilapidated.

There was nothing she could do; her time was drawing near and her health was deteriorating day by day.

If one does not become a god, one's lifespan is limited, and one will eventually die.

A dozen minutes later.

“Interesting. You’re just a four-ring Soul Master, but you have quite a few secrets. If it weren’t for Ghost Douluo, who possesses the special type of martial soul, Ghostly Charm, we probably wouldn’t have discovered your abnormality.”

In fact, this old woman was the Third Elder of the Offering Hall. After reading the letter, she also understood the huge secret hidden in Tang San.

"Since this is what Xue'er wishes for, then this old man will go out of the mountains to help His Highness the Holy Son! It will also be a good opportunity to see if he is worthy of Xue'er."

After the old woman finished speaking, she didn't linger. Her withered and aged body slowly rose into the air and flew unhurriedly towards the direction of Tiandou City.

The appearance of Dongqing inadvertently altered the predetermined course of many destinies.

In a vanished future timeline, this Third Elder, whose life was nearing its end, ultimately did not live to see her death, tragically dying in a sneak attack by the Tang Clan's peerless hidden weapon, the Peacock Feather.

Killing a peak Douluo with a soul power of over 95 using a hidden weapon sounds absurd, but it is actually quite logical.

After all, forging the Peacock Feather not only required various top-grade ores of divine artifact level, but also sacrificed Lou Gao, the world's number one master craftsman.

But now, she's gone ahead of the game to cause trouble for Tang San. I wonder if this is another twist of fate.

......

The moment they sensed the old woman's departure, all the disciples who had been in seclusion opened their eyes and looked in the direction she had left.

But they quickly closed their eyes again and continued to focus on cultivating their soul power.

In the end, the Spirit Hall is just a spirit master organization, not a strict country or military organization. No one restricts the freedom of the elders in the Elder Hall or the worshippers in the Hall of Worship.

It is worth mentioning that in the Hall of Offerings, only those with a soul power level exceeding 95 are qualified to be called offerings, and the Hall of Offerings has only had seven offerings to date.

Even someone like Li Qiyun, a level 93 Title Douluo, was just an ordinary elder in the Hall of Offerings.

As for this third honorific...

Her soul power undoubtedly surpassed level 95, but the exact level is quite obvious, as her soul power level is only one level lower than that of the Second Elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo.

The Second Elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, possessed a soul power of level 98, making him the number one person below the peak level 99 Peerless Douluo.

Chapter 447, Let's learn to meow together, meow meow meow!

at the same time.

In a grand hall filled with light and holiness, a middle-aged man knelt beneath a statue of a six-winged angel of light, the six-winged angel spirit behind him radiating boundless power of light.

In this great hall, he is the light, he is the illumination.

Most notably, the power of light emanating from him is extremely pure; this is the kind of power of light that only someone with a truly benevolent and righteous heart can condense.

Just now.

After sensing the old woman rapidly leaving the range of his mental energy through his powerful mental strength, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Alas! The Third Master is nearing the end of his life and will soon pass away. I hope nothing bad will happen in the next ten years or so! Especially if a world-destroying divine punishment like the last one comes again, I don't know if I can withstand it."

"It doesn't matter if I die, but the Spirit Hall cannot fall. Without the Spirit Hall's suppression, those evil spirit masters hiding in the dark ditches will rise up again."

"At that time, it will be a disaster for the entire continent. In a world where evil soul masters are rampant, the lives of ordinary people will truly be as cheap as ants, and they may become playthings of soul masters at any time."

"Six-winged angel, God of Light, may your will continue to walk on the earth, illuminating this endless darkness and igniting the dawn of hope in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people."

After speaking, Qian Daoliu looked up at the six-winged angel of light statue in front of him, his expression becoming more and more devout, and the light power emanating from his body became more and more intense.

As someone who believed in the light throughout his life, Qian Daoliu was an upright and honest man.

Deep in his heart, he always upheld noble qualities such as justice, kindness, and benevolence.

If Qian Daoliu had harbored even the slightest bit of darkness and selfishness, the Haotian Sect would have suffered enormous losses, even if it hadn't been destroyed, with at least half of its members dying.

If Qian Daoliu had even a trace of darkness and selfishness in his heart, and hadn't held back at all when hunting down Tang Hao and Tang San, the father and son would have already been reincarnated.

And that was the only stain on his life.

There was probably only that good-for-nothing son, Qian Xunji, an idiot whose heart was filled with dark and gloomy thoughts.

It was because his heart was filled with darkness and gloomy thoughts that the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul completely lost its power of light, ultimately bringing shame upon the god-level Martial Soul, the Six-Winged Angel.

Otherwise.

How could Qian Xunji, who possesses the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, possibly suffer a crushing defeat against Tang Hao, who had only recently become a Title Douluo, let alone be so thoroughly humiliated?

Any six-winged angel martial soul that is a god-level martial soul can unleash its power normally, and the light power it gathers can completely purify all evil in front of it.

So what if Tang Hao explodes the ring?

Even if Tang Hao also received a sacrifice from a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, so what?

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is a god-level Martial Soul, plus the complete Angel Set Inherited Soul Bone. Leaving aside freakish beings like Dong Qing whose soul power is completely disproportionate to their own strength.

A god-level martial soul should be invincible among its peers, which should be the bare minimum, but Qian Xunji still made the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul a joke, and also made his father, Qian Daoliu, a joke.

He not only disgraced himself, but also his father Qian Daoliu, and even made the entire Spirit Hall secretly dissatisfied with this Pope.

During that time, countless people secretly agreed that the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was too useless and did not deserve the title of God-level Martial Soul.

Meanwhile, within the Clear Sky Sect, some people wanted to venerate the Clear Sky Hammer as the number one divine martial soul in the world, and a very few elders even wanted to provoke Qian Daoliu.

After all, Tang Hao was able to easily defeat Qian Xunji as soon as he became a Title Douluo, although this was partly due to the sacrifice of a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor.

But if our Haotian Sect's several titled Douluo-level elders join forces, dealing with a peak level 99 peerless Douluo shouldn't be a problem, right?

Simply put, the entire Clear Sky Sect became arrogant and believed that the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul was invincible.

However, when these elders, who were titled Douluo-level, actually faced Qian Daoliu in person, they finally understood the true meaning of a peak level 99 peerless Douluo.

Since there are no gods in the mortal realm, they are demigods, capable of suppressing a group of titled Douluo with a mere wave of their hand.

..........

Another day has passed.

Outside Tiandou City, in the Sunset Forest, in the Valley of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

In the afternoon, as dusk falls, the soft glow of the setting sun illuminates the valley, as if a tender lover is calling you home.

Dusk is not scary, and sunset is not sad, but the fear is of being alone at night without anyone to keep you company.

Emptiness, loneliness, and solitude are the three great helplessnesses of human life.

At the bottom of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye Valley.

Thanks to the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the valley is lush and verdant. Everywhere you look, you can see ancient spiritual herbs and rare medicinal plants that are extremely rare to see outside the world.

"Let's all learn to meow like cats, meow meow meow!"

"You damn rabbit, do you have a death wish?"

Zhu Zhuqing was furious, while Xiao Wu ran away. The two of them fled and chased each other, leaping and bounding around the valley, unknowingly trampling on countless precious thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

As for the young plants of the divine herbs, they are very resilient. As long as they are not pulled directly from the soil, their fragrant and tender jade feet cannot damage them.

The "fragrant" here isn't just a descriptive term; their smooth, delicate feet do indeed have a floral scent, and only those who regularly soak their feet in flower petals can develop this unique fragrance.

As for how Dongqing knew this, cough cough cough... that's a question worth investigating.

Just recently.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing had just finished soaking in the hot spring water of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Spring when Xiao Wu suddenly started meowing like a cat, causing the humiliated Zhu Zhuqing to instantly lose her temper.

The two of them were chasing each other in the Valley of the Two Elements of Ice and Fire, their hair still wet, without shoes, and only wearing semi-transparent veils that barely covered some of their vital parts.

The hazy, ethereal beauty of a semi-transparent veil is enough to ignite an uncontrollable fire within one's body.

Add to that the strong wind generated by the rapid running and jumping, revealing the beautiful spring scenery under the semi-transparent gauze, and the beauty at this moment is truly indescribable.

But unfortunately.

Currently, within a hundred miles of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye Valley, there is no other male human besides Dong Qing.

Despite the myriad beautiful scenes and captivating charms, only Dongqing could truly appreciate the beauty of the two women.

.....

At the very top of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye Valley, there is a very exquisite pavilion.

The loft is not large, but it is very luxurious inside, with seven rooms: a master bedroom, two secondary bedrooms, a study, a kitchen, and so on, all of which are fully equipped.

In the master bedroom, there was very little furniture, just enough for daily use. The curtains were made of gold thread, and the windows were a smoky blue with delicate embroidery, creating an elegant yet somewhat austere atmosphere.

In the master bedroom.

"Your Highness Dongqing, you won the championship today. Aren't you happy at all?" Zhu Zhuyun brewed tea for Dongqing, came up behind him, and gently massaged his shoulders with her jade-like hands.

But as she massaged her shoulders, her full-figured body leaned forward slightly, almost pressing her entire body against the surface, her movements appearing very practiced.

Moreover, it was clearly visible to the naked eye that the enormous pressure from her chest was all concentrated on the back of his head, forming a kind of brain pad wave.

Chapter 448, The body is the boat, and the soul is the one rowing it.

Enjoying the service of his wife Zhu Zhuyun, Dong Qing shook his head with a contented expression and slightly nudged the padding on the top of his head.

Feeling immense pressure from above, he spoke calmly and slowly: "The title of champion is nothing special. Back in the Spirit Hall Elite Academy, I had already won so many championship titles that I was practically overwhelmed."

Today, yes, today.

The finals of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament have finally come to a close, with the battle for the overall championship coming to a close.

There's not much to say about the match itself; the Tianshui Academy team was completely outmatched by the Spirit Hall Elite Academy team throughout.