Douluo Continent: My plan to slay the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 23 The Cataclysm in the Star Dou Great Forest!

The next morning.

Dozens of Soul Masters dressed in white with the Spirit Hall emblem embroidered on their chests set off in a grand procession, making no attempt to conceal their presence, their destination being the Star Dou Great Forest!

Regardless of their cultivation level, all the Soul Masters participating in the Soul Hunt waited with solemn eyes. Whenever they glanced at His Holiness the Pope in the middle of the group, who held a gilded scepter and had a calm expression, a hint of fanaticism and loyalty would appear in their eyes.

This differs from the previous approach of only hunting suitable soul beasts to protect sustainable resources.

Whenever they encounter a spirit beast blocking their way, these high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall, eager to impress His Holiness the Pope, will not hesitate to take action and utterly kill the ignorant and arrogant creature.

The stench of blood was particularly strong after the path trodden by a group of advanced Soul Masters!

"Damn the Spirit Hall, they've gone too far!"

Seeing that the Blackfire Evil Raven, which they had finally caught up with and was suited to them, was killed by a Spirit Hall guard, the adventurers who had come out with their companions to hunt for spirit rings were furious.

"Ryan, are you out of your mind?"

Before he could even finish speaking to a hot-blooded young man, his bearded companion swiftly covered his mouth. Seeing his still defiant companion, the usually cheerful captain's face darkened.

"Damn it, you guys help this kid up, and especially remember to gag him!"

"You've been behaving yourself the whole way, have you been holding back something big?"

The captain, a lean man clutching a long spear, was panting heavily, staring at him with a ferocious expression, his chest heaving with rage.

"You almost killed our entire team just now, do you even know that?!"

Damn it, you only lost a spirit ring, but we almost lost our lives!

"Aren't those people from the Spirit Hall always all smiles? How could they possibly kill someone in the street just because of a single sentence?"

Seemingly realizing he had made a mistake, the newly adult Ryan calmed down, wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and gave an awkward smile.

"You're stupid, and you can't deny it."

The captain, his face grim, planted his spear in the ground and watched the departing troops with a mixture of fear and longing on his face.

"See that red robe, you fool? That's a cardinal we never even see on a normal day!"

"Are there still those Soul Masters in silver armor leading the way?"

"Those are the Holy Temple Guards stationed in Spirit City, guarding the higher-ups day and night!"

Seeing his companions' increasingly stunned and reverent expressions, the captain cleared his throat, a smile almost playing on his lips: "You can all see, the one in the middle wearing yellow is the legendary Chrysanthemum Douluo, the one in black is Ghost Douluo, and as for the one in the middle..."

The one in the middle?

A pure white dress accentuated her exquisite and serene face, and in her fair, jade-like hands she held a heavy, gilded scepter.

noble!

grace!

Furthermore, the unassailable majesty is concentrated in one person, and the key point is that she is a woman, so her identity is obvious!

"Your Holiness the Pope!!!"

Belatedly realizing what had happened, Ryan broke out in a cold sweat: "That was close!"

"Heh, now you know you were wrong?" The captain glanced at him sideways. "Don't you blame me for tying you up and beating you up?"

"It's not surprising, it's not surprising!"

Ryan covered his face and lay on the ground, speechless for a long time.

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"This is really strange," Chrysanthemum Douluo glanced at the nearby woods, his hand unconsciously forming an orchid shape. "The Star Dou Great Forest is so lively today."

"We rarely see Title Douluos, but we've seen two of them today."

"Dugu Bo, you old fool, are you trying to mess with the Spirit Hall today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with green hair walked out of the forest next to him. Looking at the impressive lineup of the Spirit Hall, his snake-like vertical pupils suddenly shrank: "Chrysanthemum Pass, don't think too much. I came to the Star Dou Great Forest today only to repay Prince Xue Beng's kindness and help one of his nephews find a suitable spirit ring."

"What a coincidence, coming to look for a spirit ring at this time, do you think I believe it or not?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo narrowed his eyes: "Even if we've lost our minds and actually believed it, the other two Title Douluos couldn't possibly have come out to help you, could they? I'd like to know which family's young master they are, with such a grand entrance, needing three Title Douluos to help them find their spirit rings!"

A sharp sword intent sliced ​​through the lush forest, and the old man holding the Seven Kill Sword walked out of the forest with a calm expression, followed by a strange old man with an unusually large frame and very little hair on his head.

It is the Seven Killing Sword – Chen Xin!

Bone Douluo - Ancient Banyan!

"They've come with ill intentions."

Despite saying that, Chrysanthemum Douluo's smile became even brighter.

"I wondered who it was, but it turns out to be the two old ghosts from Seven Treasures Glazed Glass."

"Let me tell you the truth, this is not a place for you to get involved in. You'd better know better and back off, or else..."

Three titled Douluo.

In the past, Yue Guan would have been somewhat wary, but now that Bai Ze was with him, and His Majesty had displayed extremely terrifying combat power, his courage had undoubtedly grown considerably.

"Haha, you can't say that. After all, it wasn't your martial spirit that led you to open up the Star Dou Great Forest, was it?"

A hearty voice came from not far away. The newcomer had white hair and beard, an exceptionally robust physique, and walked with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger. Even as he moved, tiny blue electric currents flickered across his body.

"Why is that old guy here too?"

He muttered a curse under his breath, and Chrysanthemum Douluo's face immediately darkened.

"Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex—"

"Yu Yuanzhen!"

Chief of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan, a level 95 Power Attack-type Title Douluo!

The most troublesome one present, besides Sword Douluo Chen Xin, was the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, which was thick-skinned and hailed as the number one beast spirit in the world!

"Everyone comes here for the same reason: to hunt spirit beasts and collect spirit rings."

Yu Yuanzhen laughed heartily: "Your Holiness, let's keep to ourselves, shall we?"

He ignored Chrysanthemum Douluo and instead turned to look at Bibi Dong, who was silent in the middle, as if waiting for her answer.

Although his good-for-nothing son had said that something big had indeed happened at the Spirit Hall recently, and Yu Yuanzhen had indeed come over, he didn't intend to really offend the Spirit Hall to death.

At the very least, they were prepared to observe the whole process before they knew the true purpose of the Spirit Hall.

"random."

Bibi Dong didn't even look up. She touched Bai Ze, who was nestled in her arms and yawning, and gestured for the group to move forward.

For some unknown reason, since arriving in the Star Dou Great Forest, this little guy has gradually recovered some of his spirit, and his body even instinctively attracts the surrounding soul power to gather.

This is a good thing.

There's another good thing that doesn't seem that important.

Bibi Dong raised her eyes and glanced into the depths of the forest. A pink phantom flashed in her amethyst-like eyes.

She smiled silently, the corners of her mouth slowly curving upwards.

"That fish that slipped through the net back then"

"Found it."

(End of this chapter)