Douluo Continent: An Adventure Begins in Wuhun City

"Heh, they've hidden themselves quite well; so many have managed to slip through the net!"

Looking at these emerging dark figures, a cold smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face.

Clearly, these were the elites of the Haotian Sect who had escaped back then, while the previous ones were just a group of disciples with poor talent used as a cover.

"Damn the Spirit Hall! My Clear Sky Sect has already hidden itself deep in the mountains and completely withdrawn from the conflicts on the continent, why won't you leave us alone?!"

At this moment, an old man, the leader of those shadowy figures, roared at Bibi Dong with a resentful expression and a sorrowful voice.

"Just because you insulted the Spirit Hall, I have no reason to let you go. However, I will give you a chance to live."

Bibi Dong stood in the air, clad in divine armor, with nine extravagantly decorated spirit rings shining behind her, making her cold and beautiful face even more majestic!

"what chance?"

The old man in white asked through gritted teeth.

"The Clear Sky Sect is hereby disbanded and transformed into the Craftsmen Department of the Spirit Hall. All items formerly belonging to the Clear Sky Sect will now be under the control of the Spirit Hall!"

Bibi Dong said expressionlessly.

"You're dreaming!"

The old man immediately launched into a tirade of curses, and the elders following him also looked on with resentment, their gazes towards Bibi Dong filled with gloom.

What the hell is this opportunity?

This is to completely break their backbone and make the Clear Sky Sect a complete slave of the Spirit Hall!

They can no longer even keep their original sect name; it must be changed to the Spirit Hall prefix!

What will they be called from now on?

The Tang family of the Spirit Hall?

What about martial spirits?

It's called the Martial Soul Hammer?

This is simply too much!

At this moment, not only the elders, but all the disciples of the Haotian Sect were filled with righteous indignation. Their eyes were blazing with bone-chilling hatred as they stared intently at Bibi Dong, wanting to burn her body through with their gaze!

Sensing the immense aura emanating from all the elites of the Haotian Sect ahead, Bibi Dong couldn't help but frown.

The strength preserved by the Clear Sky Sect was somewhat beyond her expectations. Not to mention the large number of elite disciples, there were even ten Digimon Soul Douluos and three Title Douluos who had survived!

If it were during her prime, she wouldn't care; no matter how many ants there are, they're still just a bunch of ants.

But this morning, in retaliation, Chen Yao dragged her into the dark room again.

At this moment, not only had her soul power not yet recovered, but her lower body was still aching faintly.

If this group of people swarms her, she'll be in trouble and might have to pay a price.

However, Bibi Dong didn't care too much. She had come this far through the killing in the Slaughter City and the trials of the Evil God King. Every time she had been walking a tightrope and dancing with death, she had been on the verge of death.

This amount of pressure is nothing to her now.

Just as she was about to activate some trump cards to forcibly suppress these remnants of the Haotian Sect, a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

"Alright, don't try to be brave if you're not fully recovered. I'll do it."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 228 Massacre

At this moment, not only had her soul power not yet recovered, but her lower body was still aching faintly.

If this group of people swarms her, she'll be in trouble and might have to pay a price.

However, Bibi Dong didn't care too much. She had come this far through the killing in the Slaughter City and the trials of the Evil God King. Every time she had been walking a tightrope and dancing with death, she had been on the verge of death.

This amount of pressure is nothing to her now.

Just as she was about to activate some trump cards to forcibly suppress these remnants of the Haotian Sect, a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

"Alright, don't try to be brave if you're not fully recovered. I'll do it."

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong did not force the issue, but looked at Chen Yao with some curiosity and asked.

"You must have used up a lot of energy just now, right? How can you be so confident? Just how strong are you now?"

Chen Yao simply shook his head in reply.

"Although I am confident that I can deal with some third-level gods, I have never actually faced those gods before. Let's assume that I am invincible in this world for now."

Bibi Dong's lips twitched upon hearing this. She felt that Chen Yao was showing off, but she had no evidence.

Then she stepped back, seemingly letting Chen Yao perform as he pleased.

"I've never heard of anyone like you in the Spirit Hall! Why are you aiding and abetting their evil deeds?"

The white-robed elder leading the Haotian Sect looked at Chen Yao with an extremely solemn expression.

He wasn't stupid. Although he didn't want to believe it, he could still see that Bibi Dong, who was supreme in the Spirit Hall, actually looked up to this man without any regard for his position.

This situation plunged the old man's heart into despair. Regardless of whether this person was Bibi Dong's lover, he had no reason to doubt the person's strength.

Even though he wasn't leaking any soul power at this moment, he could still keenly sense the suffocating pressure emanating from Chen Yao.

Bibi Dong alone made their future uncertain, and with Chen Yao added to the mix, all hope seemed to vanish.

In an instant, a deep sense of despair rose in the old man's heart.

The old man's questioning, fueled by a glimmer of hope, yielded no response. Chen Yao, with a playful expression, spoke in a cool, clear voice.

"Is this the last piece of writing you left for the history of the Haotian Sect?"

These words sent a jolt through everyone's hearts, as if struck by a heavy hammer.

A flicker of despair flashed in the old man's eyes, but it quickly transformed into ferocity, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace as he roared hysterically.

"Young men of the Clear Sky Sect, this concerns the continuation of your race! Raise your Clear Sky Hammers! Fight for survival!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd was filled with righteous indignation. The members of the Haotian Sect all had fierce eyes and resolute expressions. Powerful soul forces surged and condensed into one, transforming into a monstrous aura. The entire world seemed to tremble heavily because of it!

Chen Yao looked at the imposing Haotian Sect members, but did not make a move immediately. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and glanced at everyone in front of him, pondering in his heart.

These people from the Haotian Sect were indeed much as he had expected; almost all of them were fiercely competitive and willing to fight to the death. Killing them would be easy, but subduing them would be a big problem. He wondered if Tang Yuehua, given her previous status in the Haotian Sect, could manage it.

If the results are not satisfactory, he will probably have to select the most talented individuals from among these elite members of the Clear Sky Sect and use them as breeding stock to focus on cultivating the next generation of Clear Sky Hammer martial souls. In this case, there wouldn't be any major problems, but the iron forging and weapon-making project would probably have to be delayed for quite some time.

Chen Yao sighed inwardly, while the killing intent emanating from the Haotian Sect experts opposite him had already reached its peak.

"Kill to survive!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

In an instant, roars of resentment and anger resounded across the sky, and the Haotian Hammers in their hands flashed with a sharp, piercing light, foreshadowing the unwavering determination that had reached the pinnacle in their hearts!

"boom!"

The three Title Douluos, led by the white-robed elder, were the first to set off. A violent buzzing sound erupted behind them, and the air exploded and dissipated, turning into a vacuum zone that was difficult to restore. Holding the Clear Sky Hammer high, they swept towards Chen Yao at an extremely fast speed, carrying unparalleled prestige.

Below, the Haotian Sect disciples who were unable to fly also broke through the bricks and roofs under their feet, using the force to rise into the air, their faces contorted with rage as they swung their Haotian Hammers at Chen Yao!

In an instant, the combined might of the powerful figures gathered in front of Chen Yao surged forth like a tsunami.

The jet-black Haotian Hammer light shone brightly, like stars in the sky, with a sharp and malevolent aura flowing and surging from the same source.

Countless powerful soul skills also burst forth in a rush, sweeping towards Chen Yao in an overwhelming manner.

But Chen Yao remained expressionless. Three nine-petaled phantom lotuses hovered above his head, black mist churned violently behind him, and his martial spirit transformed into a dark river beneath his feet. His materialized, ferocious tentacles occasionally rose from the water's surface, twisting wildly in the air!

"Whoosh!"

A barely audible vibration spread through the air, and Chen Yao's figure instantly dissipated like a bubble, turning into specks of light that merged into the darkness. As the darkness spread, he transformed into a ghost, sweeping towards the turbulent Haotian Sect crowd.

"Puch!"

The first to be hit was the white-robed elder of the Haotian Sect. His last memory was of being shrouded in black mist. In the hazy scene, two hand blades with heavy afterimages swept past. Before he could even feel the pain, his arms, along with the Haotian Hammer, shot into the sky, blood splattering everywhere.

Immediately afterward, his mind went blank, and before anger and fear could even rise, a dark stream of light entered his chest.

It was a jet-black tentacle. His life force instantly withered to its lowest point.

How could it be so strong?

His face showed disbelief, and his unfocused eyes were filled with despair and resentment. His last thought lingered in his mind.

But now, no one could answer his question. Then, a second, a third, and countless other tentacles followed, completely bursting the white-robed old man's body. Crimson and beautiful blood mist flowers bloomed in the air, and blood rain mixed with broken pieces of flesh rained down on the ground!

"Great Elder!"

This scene was witnessed by all the Haotian Sect members. They were saddened and angry, letting out heart-wrenching roars. Hatred consumed their entire being, and they desperately wanted to avenge the white-robed elder, but they were powerless to do so.

Like a tiger among sheep, Chen Yao, in his black shadow form, weaved through countless interwoven soul skills. Wherever he passed, a crimson mist of blood exploded, and the splattered blood and flying limbs created a bloody yet beautiful scene.

These formidable elites of the Haotian Sect were as vulnerable as lambs in front of Chen Yao!

Soon, amidst the despairing gazes of everyone, those Title Douluo powerhouses who soared in the air and were regarded as the spiritual pillars of the Clear Sky Sect had been slaughtered. Chen Yao's figure reappeared, standing in the thick blood mist. He raised his hand and grabbed several transparent faint outlines, which he directly incorporated into his third soul ring!

"Is that a soul? The soul of the deceased elders?!"

This horrifying scene was witnessed by everyone, and fear spread through everyone's hearts and took over their entire bodies.

This is a world with magical powers, and the gods are not ethereal beings. A large part of the reason why they fantasize about being fearless is that after death, there will be gods who control death and reincarnation to witness their bravery and allow them to be reincarnated.

Chen Yao's bizarre methods sent chills down their spines, and their hammer-raising gestures became less resolute.

Chen Yao also took in this scene of their morale collapsing. With a thought, he immediately activated his Soul Devouring Domain, and the outlines of the souls of the titled Douluo that he had previously absorbed into it were revealed!

“Your elders were stubborn and unyielding, and I have slain them. Their souls will be slaves for eternity, never to be reincarnated! If you continue to resist, you will suffer the same fate as them!”

Chen Yao's cold and cruel voice echoed in the air. Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe it. If they couldn't find peace after death and couldn't be reincarnated, what was the point of their desperate battle?

Is it worth it for the so-called glory of the Haotian Sect?

At this moment, most people's hearts began to waver, and some even disarmed themselves and knelt on the ground.

Chen Yao spotted the person with sharp eyes, and noting that he was quite strong, possessing a cultivation level of 6 rings. He was immediately delighted and shouted.

"Good! A wise person knows when to yield. From now on, you will be the Minister of the Craftsmen Department of the Spirit Hall, in charge of the Tang family's craftsmen, and enjoy wealth and honor!"