Douluo Continent: The Golden List is Revealed, and the Holy Spirit Puni Subdues Evil Spirits

Chapter 40: The Soul Beast Searches for Lin Tian. Qian Renxue Completes the Eighth Trial.

Di Tian led a group of 100,000-year-old soul beasts and slowly walked out of the area of ​​the Lake of Life.

The shadows of towering ancient trees fell upon them, and the forest breeze carried damp moisture, yet it could not dispel the somber atmosphere within the group.

Along the way, Di Tian recounted the background of Lord Silver Dragon King and the connection between the dragon race and the divine realm.

They also explained the rule that soul beasts cannot become gods.

Upon hearing this, all the 100,000-year-old soul beasts became displeased.

After all, if they cannot become gods, they will have to endure a heavenly tribulation every 10 years of cultivation.

The higher one's cultivation level, the stronger the heavenly tribulation becomes; to put it bluntly, it's designed to take their lives.

In the end, there was almost only one outcome: death!

So the more they listened, the angrier they became.

"mean!"

The Crimson King slammed his fist into the ancient tree beside him, and the trunk, as thick as a bowl, snapped in two. He roared in fury.

"They're afraid we'll rise to power, so they resort to such despicable methods to wipe us out. The gods are utterly shameless!"

The surrounding hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts echoed their sentiments, their eyes blazing with fury.

Each of them had survived a near-death experience during a celestial tribulation.

They had a deep-seated fear of that earth-shattering thunder.

Upon hearing the truth, the resentment that had been building up for millennia erupted instantly.

After a moment, Xiong Jun took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and looked at Di Tian.

"Lord Di Tian, ​​do you mean we should find that Soul Master who is feared by even the gods and join forces with him?"

"good."

Di Tian nodded, his eyes sharp.

"This person must have extraordinary abilities to get the gods to intervene."

"Now that he has incurred the wrath of the divine realm, it is the perfect time for us to form an alliance!"

"If we can join forces, we might really be able to find a way out for the soul beasts!"

"But what if he's unwilling to cooperate?"

Zi Ji asked softly, her voice tinged with worry.

“Soul Masters and Soul Beasts have always been irreconcilable enemies, so they may not be able to trust us.”

Di Tian sneered.

"He offended the divine realm; he was doomed from the start!"

"If we cooperate with them, there is at least a glimmer of hope. They can use our strength to fight against the gods and also become the capital for his development!"

"He should be able to settle this score."

"If all else fails, just tie him up!"

Brigitte spoke with a worried expression.

“You should consider another question: since he offended the gods, didn’t that god who the Lord sensed just now kill him?”

"He can still survive?"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Yes, no matter how strong that person is, what chance do they have against a god?
If he has already perished, wouldn't their hopes have been dashed once again?

The atmosphere in the woods grew heavy again, even the sound of the wind carried a hint of desolation.

Di Tian took a deep breath, breaking the silence.

"Don't panic before you get definite news!"

"Let's assume he's still alive and investigate further."

He looked at the crowd.

"Find a few lone Soul Masters and ask them who the strongest force on the continent is right now. If we start by investigating the strongest force, we can always find some clues."

Everyone nodded in agreement, a glimmer of hope rekindling in their eyes.

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The stench of blood had not yet dissipated before Jialing Pass.

Yu Xiaogang collapsed to the ground, staring at Lin Tian's cold eyes, and roared as if grasping at the last straw.

"I have connections in the Spirit Hall!"

"My ex-girlfriend was Pope Bibi Dong!"

"If you kill me, she will never let you go!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he could already see Lin Tian's fearful expression, and even straightened his back a bit.

"If you know what's good for you, let me go, or none of you will escape when Bibi Dong arrives!"

The five worshippers behind him couldn't help but chuckle, almost bursting out laughing.

Even if Bibi Dong were alive, let alone dead, do you think she would dare to order Lin Tian to do anything?
Golden Crocodile Douluo's face turned ashen, feeling a deep sense of humiliation!

How could Bibi Dong have fallen for such a cowardly and timid person?
This is an utter disgrace to the Spirit Hall!
Lin Tian looked down at Yu Xiaogang, his gaze as calm as a deep pool, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

"I really don't know what Bibi Dong saw in you."

In terms of strength, he only possessed level 30 soul power, making him less than an ant in the Spirit Hall, a place teeming with powerful individuals. As for appearance, he was unremarkable, even somewhat sleazy.

In this continent where strength reigns supreme, Lin Tian simply couldn't understand how someone like Bibi Dong could take a liking to him.

Perhaps Bibi Dong never ate fine chaff!
Yu Xiaogang, however, thought that Lin Tian had been persuaded, and a smug smile appeared on his face as he puffed out his chest and said.

"Perhaps it's my personal charm."

"puff--"

Lin Tian almost laughed out of anger, his stomach churning.

"His strength isn't that great, but his ability to be disgusting is top-notch."

"Killing you would be too dirty for me."

He turned to look at Golden Crocodile Douluo and said calmly.

"Dispose of it."

Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped forward, his large hand gripping Yu Xiaogang's neck like an iron clamp.

Yu Xiaogang suddenly had difficulty breathing, struggled frantically with his hands and feet, and made a "hoarse" sound in his throat.

“Bibi Dong…won’t…let this go…”

Golden Crocodile Douluo sneered, his voice full of mockery.

"Still thinking about Bibi Dong?"

"Let me tell you, she died at the young master's hands yesterday!"

"In the Spirit Hall now, the young master's word is law. Who do you expect to save you?"

"What?"

Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank sharply, his struggling movements stopped instantly, and the light in his eyes went out completely.

With even his last resort gone, what chance does he have to survive?
“Killing…killing a level 30 Soul Master like me…what kind of gentleman is that…”

He roared with his last ounce of strength, his voice barely audible, like the buzzing of a mosquito.

"I have never been a gentleman."

Golden Crocodile Douluo was too lazy to waste words with him and suddenly exerted force on his hand.

With a crisp "crack," Yu Xiaogang's neck went limp to one side, and he fell completely silent.

The body was carelessly dumped on the ground, like a pile of mud.

Ning Fengzhi and Xue Beng, who were standing to the side, were terrified, their robes soaked with cold sweat.

Especially during an avalanche, my legs trembled like leaves, and I couldn't even stand up straight.

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian simply waved his hand, and Golden Crocodile Douluo understood what he meant.

He then turned to look at the two of them, his eyes as cold as knives.

Avalanche spoke tremblingly, attempting to threaten with its last hope.

"Kill me... my teacher Tang San... will never let you get away with this..."

"Tang San?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo chuckled as if he had heard a joke.

"Is that the runaway kid who got beaten to a pulp by the young master and even abandoned his teacher to run away?"

"He dares to compare himself to the young master?"

Before he finished speaking, he reached out with both hands at the same time and grabbed Ning Fengzhi and Xue Beng by the neck respectively.

Before they could even scream, they died under the immense force of the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

With the deaths of these three, the Heavenly Dou Empire was completely leaderless and had collapsed.

Lin Tian's gaze swept across the plaza, landing on the soaring golden light in the direction of the Hall of Worship.

That was Qian Renxue's aura, carrying a hint of holiness, yet also subtly revealing unease.

"Let's go back."

he whispered.

Golden Crocodile Douluo followed in his footsteps and asked in confusion.

"Young Master, what should we do next?"

"Go see Xiaoxue."

Lin Tian's voice softened a bit.

"She might not be feeling well right now."

Golden Crocodile Douluo was taken aback.

"She just finished her eighth exam, she should be happy, why is she upset?"

Lin Tian shook his head, unsure how to explain.

He walked straight toward the Spirit Hall, his golden figure casting a long shadow in the sunlight.

The worshippers behind them silently followed...

(End of this chapter)