Douluo: Evolving from a Chameleon to a God

Chapter 98 Angels and Rakshasa

Wuhun Hall, Douluo Hall.

The Douluo Hall stands proudly on the top of the sacred mountain of the Spirit Hall, majestic and powerful, showing its dominance over all things.

Compared to the magnificent Pope's Palace, the Douluo Palace is small, but it carries extraordinary significance - it enshrines the noble title of every Titled Douluo.

The hall abandons complexity and luxury, and is built only with plain rocks, revealing the accumulation and solemnity of time.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that these seemingly ordinary rocks are faintly shining with a touch of elegant golden light, as if the first light of dawn, gentle and mysterious.

When you touch it with your own hands, a strange energy quietly flows through your palm, which makes you feel awe and feel a power and glory that transcends the mundane.

Inside the Douluo Hall, except for the main entrance, the other three towering walls are all inlaid with dazzling golden square plaques.

Each plaque is about half a meter high and one foot wide, and is engraved with a solemn inscription of three or four characters.

Looking around, there were an astonishing number of golden plaques hanging on three walls, totaling no less than several hundred.

Each plaque is an eternal commemoration of the powerful people who have been awarded the title of Douluo since the establishment of Douluo Palace.

In the core area of ​​the Douluo Palace, stands a towering golden statue, which is unrivaled in height, reaching ten meters, and its entire body is covered with dazzling golden light.

Behind the statue, three pairs of wings spread out gracefully, as if a god has descended. In his hand, he holds a gigantic golden sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly to the vast sky, revealing endless majesty and power.

What is particularly eye-catching is that wisps of light golden flames seem to be wrapped around the sword, slowly circling, adding a touch of mystery and nobility.

There is also a similar statue standing in the Elder Hall of the Spirit Hall. However, if we talk about the subtle difference between the two, the core lies in the soul power they contain.

The statues in the Hall of Elders are still majestic, but they seem to lack the vivid soul.

Looking at the towering statue in front of him, it exudes an aura of supreme power, causing the hundreds of golden plaques of Titled Douluo surrounding it to become calm under the suppression of its majestic momentum, as if they were sleeping in an invisible majesty.

This place is the pinnacle of the temple that soul masters dream of. Every soul master regards entering the Douluo Temple as the supreme honor, because this symbolizes that they have climbed to the pinnacle realm of Titled Douluo.

Only when you are honored with the title, are you qualified to enter this sacred place.

The Douluo Hall was not actually built by the Wuhun Hall. According to legend, the Douluo Hall appeared long before the Wuhun Hall appeared. The earliest Wuhun Hall, in the name of enshrining the Douluo Hall, assembled a group of people. It was established by a group of powerful soul masters who respected Douluo Palace.

There is a supreme hall master in the Douluo Hall. This person must have the deepest respect for the Douluo Hall. He is not only responsible for enshrining the Douluo gold plaque in the hall to show respect, but also personally presides over the solemn conferment ceremony of all newly promoted Titled Douluo.

At this time, a person was kneeling quietly in front of the huge statue in the center of Douluo Hall.

She is neither a titled Douluo who came to receive the title, nor is she the master of this Douluo Palace.

She has another identity, and it is precisely because of this identity that she can stay here.

"Have you calmed down?"

A majestic and calm voice echoed in the Douluo Palace.

Qian Renxue was like a silent statue, not moving at all, not saying a word, still kneeling quietly in the same place, maintaining that original and firm posture.

Golden light surged, and a figure stood quietly between her and the towering statue.

The outline gradually became clearer, and the golden light around it became more brilliant, especially the magnificent six-winged angel statue. The tip of its huge golden sword ejected a blazing flame several feet long, covering the place in an indescribable sacred glory.

The one who suddenly appeared in Qian Renxue's field of vision was none other than the Spirit Hall's supreme priest, the Lord of the Douluo Hall - Qian Daoliu, one of the three greatest powers of the time and a legendary figure among the ninety-nine-level Titled Douluo.

"Open your eyes."

Qian Daoliu raised his hand and pointed, and the golden flame released from the long sword in the hands of the statue behind him fell from the sky, completely covering Qian Renxue's body.

The brilliant golden flames flowed slowly, and Qian Renxue's body slowly rose up in the embrace of this dazzling light.

The golden light was still brilliant and dazzling, and at this moment, in front of her, nine golden light curtains quietly appeared, like the curtain of apocalypse, unfolding one by one.

Seeing this scene, Qian Daoliu's eyes sparkled with an indescribable brilliance, and he murmured to himself: "The nine-fold trial under the wings of angels, the nine tests... This supreme test that countless generations of Douluo Palace Masters have been looking forward to has finally arrived in the world."

Qian Renxue opened her eyes with some difficulty and looked at her grandfather in confusion.

Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered with a gentle light. "I was about seventy years old when your father was born, and your father was fifty years old when you were born. The person that all generations of Douluo Palace masters have been waiting for is actually you. Xiaoxue, Grandpa is proud of you."

Qian Renxue stared at Qian Daoliu blankly: "Grandpa, I don't understand what you mean."

Perhaps because she hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice sounded a little difficult.

Qian Daoliu smiled calmly: "If there are eight light curtains in front of you, then you will be the next Lord of Douluo Palace. However, there are nine light curtains in front of you. Don't ask why. I will tell you when I should. From now on, for a long time in the future, you have to complete the nine tests from the angels, and Grandpa will always be with you."

……

Papal Palace, the exclusive secret chamber of the Pope.

Bibi Dong was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, concentrating on practicing.

She slowly opened her eyes. If someone was peeping at this moment, they would be shocked to find that her eyes were stained with a rich blood red. The bright color was as if blood was about to spill out, which was shocking.

Each of her ten fingers was studded with five-inch-long, jet-black nails, which formed a sharp contrast with her originally delicate and fair skin, adding a bit of ominousness.

The face that should have been stunningly beautiful now appeared abnormally distorted due to the surge of some power, and a few eye-catching bloodstains were faintly visible on the face.

Behind her, an indistinct black outline loomed, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

Bibi Dong opened her eyes and took a deep breath. A layer of black and purple light surged, and the changes in her body gradually disappeared, returning to her original appearance. She just looked a little pale.

"Qian Daoliu, you are quite smart."

"In order to prevent me from devouring the descendants of your angel race, you actually chose my daughter."

Bibi Dong floated up, golden light flashing, the Pope's robe had covered her body, and she turned back into the noble and decisive Pope.

"Even if Xiaoxue inherits your position, what can it do? One day, I will overthrow the foundation of your angels. Qian Daoliu, you still underestimated me. After I devoured your son's body and soul, changed my cultivation method and entered the Rakshasa Secret Realm, you could no longer see through me. In ten years at most, I will definitely break through. By then, no one will be able to stop me from doing anything. Your son destroyed me, and I will destroy everything of your angel clan."

"Hahahahaha..."

The secret room was filled with an eerie laughter like that of a night owl, and the huge black shadow that had previously disappeared reappeared behind Bibi Dong like a ghost, appearing and disappearing.

(End of this chapter)