Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 133 My happiness has long since turned to ashes, you wretched creature, you won't get e

Chapter 133 My happiness has long since turned to ashes, you wretched creature, you won't get even a fraction of it.
Inside the Papal Palace.

The three members of the Golden Generation knelt on one knee with their heads bowed, their breaths catching in their throats.

Tens of breaths later.

The deep purple soul power that enveloped the throne.

It expands and contracts like a living thing.

Ultimately, it flows like all rivers into the sea.

It flowed into the lips of the figure seated on the throne.

When the last wisp of soul power was completely absorbed, the figure finally became clear.

She wore a long, plain white dress with gold thread, held a two-meter-tall papal scepter, and her black hair was bound up with a papal crown, revealing a perfectly sculpted face.

She raised her eyes slightly.

The crystal crown cast dappled shadows on her eyelids.

It adds another layer of coldness to that already condescending gaze.

She is none other than Bibi Dong, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall and the youngest Pope in history.

"Did you understand what I said?"

Bibi Dong's voice was like a cold front sweeping through the hall.

Xie Yue and Yan lowered their heads even further.

"Your subordinate obeys. The Soul Master Competition crown will surely belong to the Spirit Hall!"

Bibi Dong remained indifferent.

Sweat gradually beaded on Xie Yue and Yan's foreheads.

At the heart of the golden generation, the only girl raised her head.

Her face wasn't particularly striking at first glance, but her fox-like eyes, with their slightly upturned corners, possessed a captivating charm.

"If Li Zhexian can safely arrive in Wuhun City, and we encounter him in the Soul Master Competition, I will definitely cripple him."

"Ah."

Bibi Dong finally nodded.

"Go down."

"This subordinate/student takes his leave!"

The three bowed and took several steps back before turning around and quickly leaving.

The magnificent Papal Palace.

Only Bibi Dong and her maidservant, who remained silent as a statue, were left.

She cupped her face in her hands and slowly closed her eyes.

I do not know how long it has been.

A report came from outside the palace:

"Your Holiness the Pope, Elder Yu Xiaogang requests an audience."

Bibi Dong suddenly opened her eyes, a flash of purple light disappearing in an instant.

"Enter!"

Tread-

Yu Xiaogang stepped into the hall.

Looking towards the figure on the throne.

His eyes held memories, humility, and even more melancholy.

"Are you...are you okay?"

Bibi Dong stared at Yu Xiaogang, her chest rising and falling slightly. After a few deep breaths, she finally calmed down.

Her tone was chillingly cold.

"Since you have met the Pope, why don't you worship him?"

A trace of pain flashed across Yu Xiaogang's face.

"Yu Xiaogang greets His Holiness the Pope."

Bibi Dong said indifferently:

"You haven't set foot in Wuhun City for twenty years. What brings you back this time?"

"Your Holiness, I have a question for you..."

"How did you overcome the flaws of twin martial souls in the first place?"

Looking back at the history of Douluo Continent.

There are only two recorded individuals with twin martial souls.

First.

When bestowing a second spirit ring.

The martial spirits clashed, resulting in their deaths and the loss of all their remains.

the second.

It's Bibi Dong right in front of me.

She not only overcame the clash of martial souls, but also became an unfathomable top expert.

Tang San was the third person Yu Xiaogang knew.

"So there are things even a theoretical master like you doesn't know."

Bibi Dong said coldly:

"but……"

"Why do I need to tell you?"

"Do you want me to cultivate a powerful enemy to oppose me?"

Her face suddenly turned icy.

The murderous intent permeated the air as if it were a tangible substance.

"You should be glad you still have Jianjiu."

"Otherwise, the first target of the experts I send out will be your disciple Tang San."

"But don't rush, they'll all die one by one."

"you……"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly stood up and clenched his fists.

As Bibi Dong watched Yu Xiaogang's angry expression, the corners of her lips curled up into an even wider smile.

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

Laughter echoed through the sacred hall.

Its majesty remains.

Yet it was permeated with a chilling madness.

"You...you are simply unreasonable!"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and growled, then turned away with a flick of his sleeve.

I watched that angry figure walk away.

Bibi Dong's laughter gradually subsided.

In the empty hall.

Only her heavy breathing remained. Thinking of what the eyeliner had conveyed…

"His Highness's relationship with the renowned Swordsman has become increasingly intimate, and it is even suspected that he has regained his true appearance and is traveling with him."

Every word she uttered felt like a venomous snake gnawing at her heart.

That papal scepter forged from rare metals.

She let out a groan of unbearable strain from her clenched hands.

Clear fingerprints were deeply imprinted.

Deep within Bibi Dong's demonic purple eyes surged pain and a desire for destruction.

"My happiness... has long since been burned to ashes..."

"You evil creature..."

"Don't even think about getting a single thing!"

The journey seemed calm and peaceful.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and more than half of the journey was already over.

Five hundred royal knights led the way, and Crown Prince Xue Qinghe himself was present. Every city they passed through was greeted with great ceremony, and the journey was unimpeded.

The eleventh day.

Li Zhexian, Yu Tianheng, Feng Xiaotian, and others felt the carriage was stuffy.

They each mounted their swift steeds.

They rode their horses around the outskirts of the Knights Order.

Li Zhexian leisurely sipped his wine as his horse swayed back and forth.

Suddenly, Feng Xiaotian grinned mischievously and reached out to pat the hindquarters of Li Zhexian's horse.

call out--

At this time.

A spark deflected his finger.

Huo Wu immediately shouted to Li Zhexian:

"Hey, Li Zhexian!"

"I know you still have plums!"

"I've taught him a lesson for you, give me two more!"

"It's really gone."

Li Zhexian replied lazily.

He caught a glimpse of Feng Xiaotian's embarrassed expression.

Thoughts moved slightly.

A wisp of invisible sword energy condensed.

He stabbed the horse's rump between Feng Xiaotian's legs.

Sigh—

The foal neighed in fright and stood on its own two feet.

It galloped away on all fours.

Feng Xiaotian cried out "Ouch!" and hurriedly tightened the reins.

However, the invisible sword energy followed like a shadow, constantly poking at the horse's rump, making the horse completely out of control.

Seeing this scene.

Li Zhexian laughed heartily.

Huo Wu smiled, her eyes crinkling.

Yu Tianheng, Yu Feng, and the others couldn't help but chuckle.

Even the members of Tianshui College, who are usually aloof and rarely interact with other colleges, couldn't help but raise the corners of their lips.

however.

The relaxed atmosphere came to an abrupt end.

The group was taking a shortcut.

We turned into a narrow valley pass.

With hills rising on both sides, passing through this area can save dozens of miles of travel.

But that's it.

Suddenly, all sound disappeared from the surroundings.

Only the monotonous echo of horses' hooves striking the ground remained.

An indescribable sense of heavy oppression descended like a mountain collapsing.

"Everyone on alert! There's an ambush!"

The commander of the guards' stern shout ripped through the silence.

The words have not yet fallen.