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

Chapter 6 The Significance of the Spirit Hall's Existence! The First Unveiling of God-Level Spirits!

"Are you kidding me? A force that specifically fought against evil spirit masters 100,000 years ago?"

"And its name is Spirit Hall?!"

"It all matches up! Could this be the origin of our Spirit Hall?!"

"No, not necessarily."

The crowd looked on with surprise and uncertainty, and even many of the higher-ups, including the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluos, had fear in their eyes!

The outside world knows very little about the inner workings of the Spirit Hall, but as members of the Pope's faction and the true elders of the Spirit Hall, these high-ranking officials could not possibly be unaware of it.

Within the vast Spirit Hall, even the high and mighty Pope only governs mid- to low-level Spirit Masters, while the true power is firmly controlled by the Hall of Offerings. That powerful figure, once hailed as invincible in the sky, has remained undiminished in his long silence.

The martial spirit passed down through that lineage wasn't some kind of divine eye, but rather the so-called representative of God, the symbol of the angelic god on earth, forever enjoying light and flames—

Six-winged angel!

No, this is too horrifying. Whether it's true or false, once this news gets out, it's digging up the Spirit Hall's roots!

A middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes stood up, his voice urgent: "Your Holiness!"

"Keep watching."

The voice, as cold as ice, seemed to fall from the sky. Bibi Dong raised her eyes and glanced at the cardinal who had stood up. Her eyes were cold and contained a hint of warning and killing intent.

"Yes, yes."

The cardinal hurriedly bowed, then sat back down as if nothing had happened, his eyes fixed on the notebook in mid-air, his mouth tightly shut, not daring to utter another word.

That was close, I felt like I almost died.

The cardinal's pupils dilated, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

No one knew that in that one second when he locked eyes with the Pope, endless evil thoughts and murderous intent swept over him as if he were being overwhelmed by a storm, and his body was being torn apart by thousands of sharp blades!

If someone were to observe closely, they would notice that this usually incredibly esteemed bishop was now expressionless, and his back was completely soaked with cold sweat.

Several veteran powerhouses also clearly noticed something was wrong, but seeing the cardinal's miserable state, they all silently chose to continue watching.

But soon, their expressions changed.

[Kill! Kill ...

A surging power carrying a heavy, primal feeling rose from the animal skin notebook. After the passage of time, that indescribable, pure killing intent only became more profound!

"What a peculiar power, what a terrifying will."

A hoarse, deep voice suddenly rang out; it was Ghost Douluo, who had remained silent until now. Due to the special nature of his martial soul, he was able to perceive these things more clearly and keenly.

With rampant spirit beasts outside and the poisonous influence of evil spirit masters within, the continent is in chaos and rife with conflict. How can our human race stand firm?

The only option is to kill!

[Stop killing with killing!]

The threat of spirit beasts will eventually be eliminated, but evil spirit masters are a stubborn cancer, constantly emerging and resurfacing!

[The original goal of our Spirit Hall, and the goal we have always pursued, will never change: to exterminate all evil spirit masters in the world!]

"That predecessor from 100,000 years ago was truly amazing!"

Now it wasn't just Hu Liena who felt this way; even Xie Yue and Yan felt a sense of pride and honor. In fact, many people in the Papal Palace changed their expressions.

"This is the true mission of my Spirit Hall. Have we really been complacent these past few years?"

Several bishop-level experts exchanged glances, their faces also showing some shame.

I don't know how long the Spirit Hall can last. This is not just my hard work, but also the result of the combined beliefs of fellow travelers who share the same ideals. I really look forward to seeing the day when the Spirit Hall reaches its peak.

However, in the future I foresee, there will also be a Spirit Hall.

Will that Spirit Hall be related to the bonds I've built with everyone?

"Seeing into the future?!"

Yan screamed in disbelief, "How is this possible?! To see into the future, ten thousand years from now?!"

Forget about your divine eye; this kind of terrifying precognitive ability is something even a true god couldn't achieve!

"Shut up."

Bibi Dong's eyes remained unmoved, but this time it was Chrysanthemum Douluo who spoke first. He glared fiercely at Yan, who was making a big fuss, his eyes full of warning.

"Let's keep reading. The truth and falsehood in the notes are hard to discern right now."

In the future I envision, the Spirit Hall of that future seems to share similar principles with the current Spirit Hall, and may even be stronger, though less pure in its purpose.

Is it no longer so pure?

Bibi Dong unconsciously tightened her grip on the scepter with her left hand, staring blankly at the animal skin notebook, her mind not relaxing in the slightest.

This is understandable. When a power grows to its peak, if it doesn't cleanse itself in time, all its flaws will be magnified. Coupled with lax discipline, those who once held righteous intentions are more likely to be influenced by various factors.

[Forget about these headaches. Anyway, Father is more adept at handling matters within the organization. I just need to keep getting stronger.]

[My memory is a bit hazy. Oh right, I think the ruler 100,000 years later was named Bibi Dong?]

[Shortsighted and seemingly stubborn, won't such a person, as the leader of a force, lead to the destruction of the Spirit Hall?]

"It seems...it seems..."

Fire Bull Soul Douluo raised his head, looked at Bibi Dong on the stage whose face was pale with anger, and said in a hoarse voice, "Could this really be the origin story of my Spirit Hall?"

They are both called the Spirit Hall, and they are sworn enemies of evil spirit masters. Even if they are separated by 100,000 years, who here dares to say that they have no connection?

The most outrageous thing is that this mysterious and powerful creator not only glimpsed a very long segment of the future, but also didn't have a very good impression of the current Pope.

"continue."

Her chilling tone seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth. Bibi Dong looked at the notes swirling in her hand, her face turning completely cold.

"Would I do something stupid?"

"Did I cause the destruction of the Spirit Hall?"

If he weren't a beast from the Qian family

Bibi Dong stared at the notes, her teeth almost grinding to powder.

You old geezer from 100,000 years ago, be glad you're dead, or I would have stabbed you eight bloody holes on the spot!

Life after that was simple and repetitive: eating, practicing, and meeting new people.

[The Eye of God has absorbed five years of soul power, becoming more comprehensive and powerful, but my cultivation has remained stagnant at the Soul King limit, unable to absorb soul rings for advancement. I can feel the Eye of God's embryonic development is about to end, but it's always lacking a crucial opportunity.]

I stopped cultivating and began traveling the world. In the far north, I witnessed two 100,000-year-old soul beasts locked in a life-or-death battle, and I managed to snag a bargain.

It was at this moment that I felt a surge of emotion; I had a premonition.

The embryonic movement of the Eye of God is about to end; the opportunity for transformation lies in the two 100,000-year-old soul rings before me.

(End of this chapter)