Chapter 276 Slaying the Titled One
He didn't even turn his head, but spoke softly, his voice not loud, yet it carried clearly throughout the silent intersection:
"You've been following us all this way, aren't you going to show yourself?"

His voice was calm, yet it seemed to carry an invisible magic.

As soon as the words fell——

“Swish! Swish! Swish—!”

More than a dozen figures appeared like ghosts, suddenly appearing from the street corner ahead, the rooftops to the side, and even from the shadows of the crowd behind them! In an instant, they surrounded Ling Han and his group!

Most of these figures wore the Spirit Hall's iconic red bishop's robes, exuding a powerful aura; their soul power fluctuations were at least at the Soul Douluo level! The two leaders, in particular, possessed auras as deep as the abyss, causing fear in all who beheld them!
The woman on the right is a stunningly beautiful female Soul Master. She wears a tight-fitting crimson leather armor, her figure is curvaceous and incredibly sexy, and her long, fiery crimson hair is tied in a high ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead and a wildly beautiful face.

Her eyes were sharp as an eagle's, and a scorching aura emanated from her. Nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—slowly rotated beneath her feet—she was none other than the Spirit Hall Elder, Spirit Kite Douluo! Her spirit was the Fiery Spirit Kite, and she was a level 93 Power Attack type Title Douluo.
On the left was a wiry old man with a sinister face, also dressed in an elder's robe. His hands were unusual, with sharp fingertips that gleamed with a ghostly light, like leopard claws. He exuded a swift and fierce killing aura, and he also had nine standard-sized spirit rings under his feet—it was none other than Ghost Leopard Douluo!
Behind them, among the dozen or so cardinals, two stood out with an aura far surpassing the others. Although their spirit ring configurations were only the most basic—two yellow, two purple, and five black—the unique pressure of a titled Douluo was undeniable! They were two newly promoted titled Douluos, at levels ninety-one and ninety-two!
Four Title Douluo! Plus more than ten Cardinals at the Soul Douluo level!

Such a lineup is truly luxurious! The Spirit Hall has spared no expense in welcoming Ling Han!
"It's...it's Elder Lingyuan and Elder Guibao from the Spirit Hall!"

"There are two more Title Douluos!"

"My God! Four Title Douluos! What is the Spirit Hall trying to do?!"

Someone in the crowd cried out in alarm, their voice filled with fear, and they all retreated again, afraid of being caught in the ensuing conflict.

Ling Han remained unmoved. Even though this power was enough to easily annihilate a high-level sect, in his eyes they were nothing more than a bunch of chickens and dogs. He calmly swept his gaze over the Spirit Hall members, finally settling on Spirit Kite Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo, his tone carrying a hint of mockery:

"Why is the Spirit Hall going to such great lengths?"

Ghost Leopard Douluo's face showed a solemn expression. He could feel Ling Han's unfathomable aura, as well as Qi Xue's sword intent that stung his skin.

Lingyuan Douluo stepped forward, forcing a slightly stiff smile, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Lord Ling Han, your presence in Wuhun City is an honor. Our Wuhun Hall has failed to welcome you properly and hopes for your forgiveness. His Holiness the Pope, upon learning of your arrival, has specially dispatched us to invite you to the Papal Palace for a discussion."

"To the Papal Palace?" Everyone present wasn't stupid; they all knew something was amiss! The Papal Palace was the core stronghold of the Spirit Hall; who knew how many traps and ambushes were laid within? This was clearly a trap!

Ling Han stared at Ling Yuan Douluo, a cold smile curving his lips: "I have no interest whatsoever. I have nothing to say to Bibi Dong either." His rejection was swift and decisive, showing no mercy.

Ghost Leopard Douluo and Spirit Kite Douluo's expressions instantly darkened. The two newly promoted Title Douluos behind them, along with numerous cardinals, also stepped forward simultaneously. Their powerful soul force pressure surged forth like a mountain, pressing down on Ling Han and his group! The atmosphere instantly became tense, and a great battle was about to erupt!
The smile on Lingyuan Douluo's face vanished completely, and his voice carried a clear threat: "Pavilion Master Linghan! His Holiness the Pope sincerely invites you, and I hope you will not refuse, lest... it damage our harmony!"

"Get out of the way." Ling Han's voice remained calm, yet carried an unquestionable tone of command.

The members of the Spirit Hall did not back down at all; on the contrary, their soul power fluctuations became even more turbulent.

Ling Han's eyes turned cold: "Didn't you hear me tell you to get out of the way?" He paused, his gaze sweeping over Ling Yuan and Gui Bao like a cold blade. "Do you really intend to start a war with my Beast God Pavilion here?"

"Let's start a war! Do you really think we Spirit Hall are afraid of you?!" Ghost Leopard Douluo, with his fiery temper, was instantly blinded by rage after being ignored and threatened by Ling Han. He roared, and his ninth spirit ring was about to light up!

However, before Ling Han could make a move, and even before Qi Xue could act—

"How dare you be so disrespectful to Pavilion Master Ling!"

A sharp shout rang out like a thunderclap! Wang Dong'er, standing beside Ling Han, moved!
She had long disliked these people from the Spirit Hall, and now that they dared to attack Ling Han, how could she possibly hold back? A cold glint flashed in her pink-blue eyes, and the pair of dazzling Light Dragon God Butterfly Wings, woven from light and dragon power, unfurled behind her with a whoosh! With a wingspan of over five meters, they emitted a burst of light and spread dragon might with each flap!

She didn't even use her soul skills. She simply pushed the power of her Light Dragon God Butterfly Martial Soul, which had been enhanced by Ling Han's essence blood and evolved to its limit, to the extreme. Her whole body transformed into a dazzling pink and blue stream of light, moving faster than the naked eye could perceive, and rushed straight towards Ghost Leopard Douluo, who had just roared to start the battle!

"Watch out!" Ling Yuan Douluo exclaimed in surprise. She hadn't expected that her seemingly delicate girl would be so incredibly fast!
Ghost Leopard Douluo was also greatly alarmed. The dragon might and light aura emanating from Wang Dong'er made his Ghost Leopard Martial Soul tremble slightly!
He forcibly interrupted the release of his ninth soul skill, poured his soul power into his claws, and his first, third, and fifth soul rings shone brightly at the same time, attempting to defend himself with speed and counterattack!
"Ghostly Step! Soul-Splitting Leopard Claw!"

His figure blurred instantly, leaving behind afterimages, and his sharp leopard claws, carrying a soul-tearing cold light, headed towards Wang Dong'er!
"With the power of an ant, do you dare to shake the heavens?"

Wang Dong'er snorted coldly. Facing Ghost Leopard Douluo's attack, which was enough to tear apart the defense of an ordinary Title Douluo, she neither dodged nor avoided. Her slender hand, which was shimmering with a pinkish-blue halo, seemed to lightly pat forward!
This palm strike seemed to contain both a radiant judgment and her fury!
"boom--!!!"

Fists and claws clashed, but instead of the sound of metal striking metal, a deafening roar like a thunderclap from a clear sky erupted! A terrifying storm of soul power suddenly spread out from the two of them, tearing away and shattering the hard stone slabs on the ground!
"Crack!"

A sickening cracking sound of bone breaking rang out clearly!
(End of this chapter)

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