Douluo Continent: Blue Silver Becomes a God, Everlasting Forever!

Chapter 113 Bibi Dong: Building a Martial Soul Empire, Devouring the Heavens and Stars! (Please continue reading!)
The Papal Palace was empty and desolate.

Bibi Dong leaned lazily against the papal throne, which symbolized supreme power.

Her long legs were crossed, and one hand gently supported her chin.

With his other hand, he played with the shrunken Rakshasa Scythe.

A purplish-black halo flowed around her fingertips, exuding a breathtaking elegance and danger.

The gate burst open with a roar, and two streaks of light landed on the ground.

Qian Daoliu and Jin E Douluo walked into the main hall side by side.

Although the two were now true first-level gods, their divine power surged.

But the moment you step into this hall, that invisible sense of oppression still follows you like a shadow.

The two stopped at the bottom of the steps, but did not bow. They simply looked at the woman on the platform with complicated expressions.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes sparkled, a faint smile playing on her lips. She gently raised her hand and pointed to two luxurious chairs that had been prepared beforehand below:

"Master, Second Master, now that you're here, please have a seat."

Bibi Dong's voice was gentle, as if she were entertaining an old friend of many years, and there was no trace of the domineering and arrogant manner she had displayed outside the palace just now.

However, Qian Daoliu and Jin E Douluo seemed not to hear, their bodies as straight as spears, completely still.

sit?
In the past, they would have naturally sat down.

But now that Bibi Dong is a god-king, if they sit down, it will be a throne bestowed upon them after their submission;

If one does not sit, one can still retain a few stubborn remnants of the demeanor befitting an elder and a respected figure.

A brief, deathly silence fell over the hall.

After a moment, Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, and his aged voice broke the silence:
"No need."

Qian Daoliu stared directly at Bibi Dong, his expression now completely calm.

Gone was the previous shock and anger; only a cold, hardened gaze remained, as if he had seen through the ways of the world.

"Bibi Dong, although I don't want to admit it, I am unwilling to admit it."

But the victor is king and the loser is villain; strength reigns supreme.

Now that you have attained the throne of God-King, you have oppressed my angelic lineage to the point of being unable to raise our heads.
"Then this Spirit Hall... naturally, you're in charge."

Qian Daoliu paused, then his tone became more direct:
"You specifically invited me and the second brother in, not just to humiliate us."

"Just tell me your plans."

Although Golden Crocodile Douluo remained silent, his taut muscles betrayed his inner turmoil.

Jin E stared intently at Bibi Dong, waiting for her to continue.

"Hehehe..."

Bibi Dong let out a string of silvery laughter, slowly sat up straight, and the languor in her eyes vanished instantly.

Instead, there is a sharp brilliance and ambition that is too dazzling to look at directly.

"The Grand Elder is indeed a wise man. Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush."

Bibi Dong stood up, her purple Rakshasa divine armor shimmering with an eerie luster under the candlelight.

Bibi Dong walked down the steps one by one, each step seemingly treading on the heartbeats of the two men.

"In the present situation, the sky is vast and the gods are rising up."

The plant-type emperor, Lan Yu, possesses unfathomable strength and commands numerous powerful figures.
Tang Chen of Haotian Sect returns and inherits the position of Asura God;

Poseidon Island should not be underestimated either.

At this point, a hint of disdain flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes:
"However, Poseidon is far overseas, living in a remote corner. As long as we don't provoke Poseidon Island, that coward is not a concern for the time being."

As for Tang Chen… Hmph, while the Asura God is strong, his foundation is still unstable.”

She stopped three meters in front of Qian Daoliu, her gaze intense:

"What we need to deal with is this impending chaotic world, and that mysterious and unpredictable plant-based lineage!"
"To win this game, the Spirit Hall's current loose structure is far from enough!" Qian Daoliu frowned slightly.
"Then what do you intend to do?"

Bibi Dong suddenly opened her arms wide, as if to embrace the whole world, her voice filled with extreme fervor and domineering power:
"I want to restructure!"

"To annex the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires, and establish the Spirit Hall...as an empire!"

"what?!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Qian Daoliu's pupils also shrank. Although he knew that Bibi Dong was extremely ambitious, he did not expect her to be so crazy.

Bibi Dong ignored their shock, her voice cold and firm, each word carrying a strong sense of bloodlust:

"In the Heavenly Dou Empire, the royal family is incompetent and the nobility is corrupt."
The Star Luo Empire, though martial in nature, is nothing more than a pile of bones in a tomb.

These two great empires possessed the continent's vastest resources and population, yet they were like a heap of loose sand.

"I will officially establish a nation within a month, named the 'Martial Soul Empire'!"

Bibi Dong whirled around, her purple skirt tracing a sharp arc, her back to the two men as she gazed at the endless sky beyond the hall:

"Then, a million troops were mobilized, and all the god-level experts were dispatched!"
With overwhelming force, it will devour the Heavenly Battle Realm and flatten the Star Luo Realm!

"I will completely unify the Douluo Continent under my feet!"
"Gathering the fortune and resources of the entire continent, let's then contend with Lan Yu and Tang Chen for the ownership of this world!"

Bibi Dong whirled around, her purple eyes seemingly burning with two will-o'-the-wisps as she stared intently at Qian Daoliu:
"Great Priest, for the glory of the Angel God, for the eternal foundation of the Spirit Hall..."

I imagine you wouldn't refuse to expand the empire's territory, would you?

Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo exchanged a glance, their expressions meeting a thousand times in that instant.

That was helplessness, that was humiliation.

But it is also a clear-headedness and resoluteness in the face of cruel reality.

As the former invincible ruler of the continent's skies, Qian Daoliu naturally harbors his own pride.

To be bossed around by a younger woman he once regarded as a pawn, and even looked down upon.

He even had to obey her commands to charge into battle, which made him feel as uncomfortable and suffocated as if he had swallowed a fly.

But he was, after all, Qian Daoliu, the Grand Priest who had endured for decades for the sake of the Angel lineage.

Qian Daoliu turned his head and his gaze fell on the darkened sky outside the hall.

On the sky, there were soul beasts and soul masters stronger than the Spirit Hall.

Those scenes, like heavy hammer blows, shattered the Spirit Hall's once-proud sense of superiority.

"call……"

Qian Daoliu exhaled a long breath of stale air, and his back, which had been as straight as a spear, seemed to relax slightly at this moment.

It's not weakness, but a compromise after shedding a burden.

Qian Daoliu knew very well that Bibi Dong was right.

Times have changed.

The era when a titled Douluo could dominate a region is over.

Gods descend to earth, and ferocious beasts rise, especially the mysterious and unpredictable plant-based emperor, Lan Yu.

It is only the tip of the iceberg that has been revealed, yet it possesses terrifying power that could overturn the entire continent's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing both structure, order, and overall structure).

In contrast, the Spirit Hall, despite its abundance of powerful individuals, now boasts three god-level experts.

However, in reality, the territory directly under its jurisdiction is only Wuhun City and its various branch halls.

In terms of resource allocation, manpower replenishment, and war potential, the Spirit Hall is actually a deformed behemoth—

Top-heavy.

(End of this chapter)