Douluo Continent: The Angel of the Dead, starting by slaying Bibi Dong!

Chapter Six: The Resurrection of Qian Xunji!

After doing all this, Qianxunling turned to look at the six elders kneeling before her.

Bang!

The next instant, the six great protectors prostrated themselves on the ground without the slightest hesitation.

"We swear to serve the High Priest with our lives!"

The eight elders of the Spirit Hall were, in the original story, Bibi Dong's lackeys.

Almost all of them were loyal to Bibi Dong, and even the Porcupine and the Serpent Spear were ultimately sent by Bibi Dong to monitor Qian Renxue.

This is why Qian Xunling didn't hesitate to attack them.

But the offerings in front of them are different.

They have no power while being enshrined in the Spirit Hall, yet their status is higher than that of the Spirit Hall's elders.

What's most unique is that they were basically people who followed Sendoru during his era.

He remained loyal to Qian Renxue in the later stages.

"You are different from them, so don't worry about me taking action against you."

"Your loyalty to a thousand families is commendable, but... I don't need you to be loyal to me... just follow my orders."

At this point, Qian Xunling turned to look at Qian Renxue, who was fast asleep beside her.

"I believe Xue'er has the makings of a pope!"

Golden Crocodile joined the group without the slightest hesitation.

"We will certainly do our best to assist our young master!"

Now the Spirit Hall is his personal fiefdom; if anyone doesn't respect him, he'll respect them in return.

Looking at Qian Renxue in her sleep, her brows were still deeply furrowed.

Qianxunling sighed.

Gently pick the other person up.

I'm going to give her a big surprise before she wakes up.

"Come with me to see the Pope."

Swish swish swish~! ! !

Upon hearing Qian Xunling's words, everyone looked up in shock.

pope?

Bibi Dong?

Isn't Bibi Dong here?

Could it be Qian Renxue?

But Qian Renxue was right there in Qian Xunling's arms.

Could it be...?

Douluo Palace

The Douluo Hall holds a very special position within the Spirit Hall.

Only those with titles bestowed by the Spirit Hall throughout history can be buried here after death; even the Pope had no right to enter before his death.

This is one of the reasons why the Spirit Hall is a sacred place in the hearts of soul masters on the continent.

"who!"

"You have no right to enter here."

The moment Qian Xunling appeared here with a large group of people.

An old man instantly stood in front of Qian Xunling.

Although the old man's face was aged, his strength was remarkable; he was actually at the peak of the Soul Douluo realm.

"A vigil watchman?"

The old man looked up at Qian Xunling, and his body stiffened the next moment.

Because he saw a face that bore a striking resemblance to the former pope.

"presumptuous!"

"Standing before you is the Second Young Master of the Spirit Hall, the younger brother of the former Pope, the second son of the former Grand Elder, and the current Grand Elder!"

Seeing that his chance to shine had come, Lingyuan Douluo immediately shouted loudly.

"That won't do either!"

"This is the Douluo Hall, the final resting place of the successive titles of the Spirit Hall and the Pope!"

"Even the Pope, while still alive, had no right to enter."

"The Pope only has the right to enter during annual religious ceremonies..."

Qian Xunling waved her hand, stopping Ling Yuan from speaking further.

"Qian Xunling, accompanied by the new Pope Qian Renxue, pays homage to the former Pope."

The person keeping vigil froze, about to say that it wasn't the day for the memorial service, when in the next instant he felt a terrifying aura lock onto him.

The rules of the Spirit Hall are rules if Qian Xunling is willing to follow them; otherwise, they are worthless.

Under Qianxunling's cold gaze, the guardian slowly stepped aside.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, and then, with great foresight, stepped forward and opened the door in front of Qian Xunling.

Squeak!

boom!

The moment someone stepped into the Douluo Palace, a chilling aura emanated from it.

Qian Xunling instantly sensed dozens of powerful soul entities.

Ignored.

Carrying Qian Renxue, they went straight to the newest, enormous coffin.

The inscription clearly records Qian Xunji's information, including which generation of pope he was, the son of Qian Daoliu, how many years he ruled as pope, and his strength during his lifetime.

Behind him, the golden crocodile, led by the worshipper, slowly knelt on one knee.

Next came the eight elders.

The tomb keeper followed behind.

This is a special kind of respect for the Pope.

Raising her hand, Qianxunling stroked the inscription on the coffin, her eyes slowly narrowing, and the next moment her fist clenched tightly.

Bang~!

The tombstone shattered instantly.

"You! You! How dare you deface the papal inscription!"

The tomb keeper was furious and stood up abruptly.

"Say one more word and I'll kill you."

Swish~!

Qian Xunling turned her head instantly, her eyes filled with an undisguised, dazzling killing intent.

Bang!

The tomb keeper's knees buckled, and he knelt so deeply that he pierced the ground.

Qian Xunling frowned, noticing that she couldn't see Qian Xunji's soul around his coffin.

Has it really disappeared?

With a raised hand, terrifying force ripped the coffin lid off.

When Qian Xunling saw Qian Xunji in the coffin, he breathed a sigh of relief. He sensed the faint soul power on Qian Xunji's body.

However, when Qian Xunling saw the stitches between Qian Xunji's neck and head, as well as the dozens of large and small bloody holes on his body that were visible through the papal robes, she was shocked.

A sharp pain shot through my heart. That was my eldest brother, the one who had been by my side since birth until I was six.

What kind of torment did Bibi Dong inflict on him before his death?

A thought flashed through my mind.

Bang~!

After the six chief priests left, Bibi Dong's head slammed heavily against Qian Xunji's coffin.

Fresh blood slowly oozed out.

"This is what you owe her!"

Qian Xunling admitted that Qian Xunji might have done something wrong, but wasn't Bibi Dong's behavior excessive?

She enjoyed the generous treatment from your family, was nurtured by your family with all their might, and was to be the next successor, but ended up falling in love with a good-for-nothing who couldn't even break through level 30.

Despite repeated attempts to stop her, she couldn't shake off the thought... Qian Xunling had already begun to imagine the despair Qian Xunji had felt back then.

Since you've enjoyed all the resources and treatment my family provides... I still want to run away with a good-for-nothing like you.

Then it's not unreasonable for me to take back everything from my family, let you have a child, and compensate my family, right?

But Qianxunji died.

His older brother died, killed by that ungrateful wretch who had been nurtured with all his might.

"Big brother, I'm back, but... I'm late!"

Qian Xunling raised her hand, and a mysterious energy slowly lifted Qian Xunji's body.

"The dead have risen!"

Buzz!

Behind Chihiro, the angel of the dead slowly emerged.

After the black aura of the dead continuously poured into Qian Xunji's body.

A moment later, under the horrified gazes of everyone, Qian Xunji slowly opened her eyes.

"This is... the Douluo Palace!"

Looking around at the familiar yet unfamiliar layout, Qian Xunji instantly knew where he was.

"As expected, I still died."

But as soon as he turned his head, he met a pair of familiar eyes.

"Second...Second Brother!"

Upon seeing Qian Xunling's face beneath her golden hair, Qian Xunji instantly recognized her.

"I knew it! I knew you'd come back!"

"Do you know how long your brother has been looking for you? Do you know where you went? Do you know how worried your brother was about you?!"

Qian Xunji muttered to himself, and finally excitedly pulled Qian Xunling into his arms.

He wanted to cry; he hadn't let his mother down, he had found his younger brother.

But he couldn't cry. What he didn't know was that the dead don't shed tears.