Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Ning Fengzhi was extremely shrewd; he did not send anyone directly to the Spirit Hall to deliver the message.

That would be so stupid; it would be like telling the other person, "I'm plotting against you."

Ning Fengzhi adopted a more roundabout approach.

He first passed the message to an outer disciple within the Haotian Sect through an inconspicuous small force.

Then, that peripheral disciple "inadvertently" revealed it to someone truly influential within the Haotian Sect.

However, within the Clear Sky Sect, there were spies planted by the Spirit Hall for many years.

The message was passed on layer by layer, each layer seemingly unintentional yet each layer logically consistent.

In the end, when this message reached the Spirit Hall, it had become a "classified intelligence leaked from within the Clear Sky Sect," with a reliable source, detailed content, and a mix of truth and falsehood.

The truth is: Tang Chen is indeed in the City of Slaughter. He is a level 99 Peerless Douluo, but his current condition is not quite right.

The false half concerns the details of the Asura God's inheritance, which are embellished and described as Tang Chen reaching the final stage of the inheritance, but being in his weakest and most vulnerable state.

Such news, a mixture of truth and falsehood, is often more convincing than pure truth or pure falsehood.

People tend to believe information that they have worked hard to obtain, rather than information that is readily available to them.

Time passed by day by day.

Time flies in the mountains; three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

For three months, the Spirit Hall remained relatively quiet.

But that doesn’t mean they did nothing.

On the contrary, the Spirit Hall was in turmoil.

The disappearance of Demon Bear Douluo, Xie Yue, and Yan was discovered within the first month after their disappearance.

Initially, it was because Demon Bear Douluo failed to report to the Spirit Hall on time. The deacon in charge of liaison felt something was wrong and reported it. At first, the higher-ups didn't pay much attention to it.

It's not uncommon for titled Douluo to be delayed for various reasons.

But when Xie Yue and Yan still hadn't been heard from in the second month, the Spirit Hall finally couldn't sit still any longer.

They sent people to search Death Canyon and found the remains of the Fire Tyrannosaurus and some scattered signs of battle.

However, Wang Teng and his team had already disposed of the bodies of the three missing persons thoroughly, leaving not a single hair behind.

Inside the Papal Palace, the atmosphere was as oppressive as the sky before a storm.

Bibi Dong sat on the high papal throne, her beautiful face expressionless, but the raging anger and murderous intent surging in her eyes silenced everyone in the hall, who dared not even breathe.

"Three months."

Bibi Dong's voice wasn't loud, but it was as cold as a wind blowing from an ice cellar.

"Three people, one Title Douluo and two core members of the Golden Generation, have been missing for three months, and you're only telling me now?"

The intelligence officers kneeling in the hall trembled all over, cold sweat dripping down their foreheads.

One of them forced a smile and explained, "Your Holiness, we initially thought Elder Demon Bear had simply been delayed by some urgent matter. Similar situations have occurred before, so..."

"So you waited for three months?"

Bibi Dong's voice suddenly rose, and a terrifying pressure poured out from her, forcing the intelligence officers to the ground, unable to utter a word.

Just as Bibi Dong was still furious, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the main hall.

A spy dressed in black strode into the hall, knelt on one knee, and presented a sealed letter with both hands.

"Your Holiness, urgent intelligence."

Bibi Dong glanced coldly at the spy, raised her hand to suck the letter into her hand, and opened it to take a look.

Her gaze swept quickly across the letter, initially casually, then her brows furrowed slightly, and then a strange light flashed in her eyes.

The letter wasn't long, but every single line was enough to make one's heart race.

Haotian Sect, Tang Chen, Slaughter City, Asura God's Inheritance, Loss of Consciousness, Final Moment.

Bibi Dong put down the letter, her gaze falling on the spy. Her voice returned to calm, yet it was even more chilling than her previous rage as she asked, "Where did this message come from?"

"Your Holiness, the news came from within the Haotian Sect."

The spy replied in a low voice, "Our people within the Haotian Sect say this message was leaked from the sect's inner circle, so it's absolutely reliable."

Bibi Dong did not ask any further questions.

She folded the letter, tucked it into her sleeve, and stood up.

The hem of the papal robe trailed a long arc on the ground.

Bibi Dong walked past the intelligence officers who were still kneeling on the ground, trembling, without even glancing at them.

"Let's all go back."

She said it casually and walked straight out of the Papal Palace.

The Hall of Offerings is located at the deepest part of Wuhun City, and is the most mysterious and core place of Wuhun Hall.

This place is constantly shrouded in soul energy fluctuations, making it impossible for ordinary people to get close.

Bibi Dong passed through a series of portals and finally arrived at the deepest part of the offering hall.

Qian Daoliu sat there.

This level 99 peerless Douluo looked like an ordinary middle-aged man with a refined face and a composed demeanor. He wore a simple white robe and closed his eyes as if he were dozing.

But Bibi Dong knew that within this seemingly ordinary body lay a power capable of destroying the world.

"The Grand Offering".

Bibi Dong stopped in front of Qian Daoliu, handed him the letter from her sleeve, and said, "There is a message about Tang Chen that I think you should take a look at."

Qian Daoliu suddenly opened his eyes.

Upon hearing the name "Tang Chen," ripples finally appeared in his usually calm eyes.

Qian Daoliu took the letter and read it word by word.

Then, the chief of the Hall of Worship, the man who stood at the pinnacle of the continent, slowly stood up.

His movements were slow, yet they carried an undeniable decisiveness.

Is the news reliable?

Qian Daoliu asked.

"The information came from within the Haotian Sect, so there's no problem with the channel."

Bibi Dong replied, "But whether the news itself is true still needs to be verified."

"Tang Chen has been missing for many years without a trace. If he really is in the Killing City..."

"Whether it's true or not, I'm going to see for myself."

Qian Daoliu interrupted Bibi Dong, his tone calm yet brooking no argument, and said, "I've been looking for Tang Chen for many years."

"With his talent and strength, it is indeed possible for him to undergo the divine inheritance test."

"If he has truly lost his mind in the process of passing on his legacy..."

Qian Daoliu didn't finish his sentence, but Bibi Dong already understood what he meant.

That night, Qian Daoliu, along with several core members of the Hall of Offerings, quietly left Wuhun City and sped towards the City of Slaughter.

They didn't make a big fuss or alert anyone, but that invisible killing intent had already spread like a large net, silently enveloping that decadent city.

Meanwhile, the Haotian Sect also received the news.

The content of the message was almost identical to that from the Spirit Hall, but the source was completely different.

This message was carefully crafted by Ning Fengzhi through another channel and delivered to the ears of the Haotian Sect.

His method was extremely clever, making the Clear Sky Sect believe that they had "accidentally" discovered the Spirit Hall's unusual activity, rather than that someone was deliberately telling them something.

Inside the main hall of the Haotian Sect, several elders sat together, their faces filled with shock and anxiety.

"Father/Grandfather, in the Killing City?"

Is this news reliable?

"Whether they are reliable or not, the Spirit Hall has already made a move."

"Qian Daoliu personally led the team, with their target being the City of Slaughter."

"Then what are we waiting for?"

"Whether the news is true or false, we cannot let the Spirit Hall find the old sect master first!"

"If the old sect master is truly receiving the divine inheritance, this is the most crucial and vulnerable time, and he absolutely cannot be disturbed!"

"Depart immediately! Right now!"

The Clear Sky Sect's reaction was even more intense than that of the Spirit Hall.

After all, Tang Chen was their former sect leader, the father/grandfather of many people present, and the soul of the Haotian Sect. They could not sit idly by, both morally and logically.

The Haotian Sect didn't even have time to analyze the veracity of the news.

Tang Xiao and several elders quickly gathered their forces and descended the mountain overnight, heading at full speed towards the City of Slaughter.

Two torrents, one bright and one dark, surged simultaneously from two directions toward the decadent city hidden in the darkness.

Meanwhile, Wang Teng and Ning Fengzhi, who had instigated all of this, were sitting leisurely in the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, sipping tea and waiting for a good show to begin.

Chapter 424 Tang San Breaks Through Level 50

Deep in the forest, a waterfall cascades down a cliff tens of meters high, the roar of the water echoing, and the spray weaving a faint rainbow in the sunlight.

The pool below the waterfall is crystal clear, and beside it is a soft grassy area where a boy sits cross-legged.

The boy was dressed in a simple blue robe, his long black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, his eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was long and steady.

A faint fluctuation of soul power surrounded him. Although the soul rings under his feet had disappeared, the aura belonging to the Soul Master level was like a deep pool under the waterfall, seemingly calm but actually unfathomable.

The young man currently cultivating is none other than Tang San.

At this point, a full year had passed since he obtained his fourth spirit ring.