Chapter 140 Your Majesty, please save my Spirit Hall!
Wuhun City.
The location of the Spirit Hall was once a sacred place in the hearts of all Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent.
It is perpetually shrouded in angelic radiance, and is sacred and inviolable.
But now...
The divine light has been extinguished.
Instead, there was an overwhelming blanket of dark clouds.
All around, figures in black robes with imposing auras stood in mid-air, making the entire Martial Soul City feel suffocated.
If it weren't for the golden giant whose face was obscured still struggling to hold on above Wuhun City, blocking the descending dark clouds...
Everyone in the city is long dead.
But the golden giant, under the erosion of the black mist, grew fainter and darker.
"Old Ghost Zhaixing, what are you doing?"
A spatial rift tore open, and a gaunt old man stepped out with a displeased expression.
"Can't even handle a group of natives?"
"Greetings, Nine Heavenly Venerable!"
Old Ghost Zhaixing and the others hurriedly went to greet them and bowed.
"Nine Heavens Venerable, you've finally arrived!"
The old ghost who picks stars points at the golden giant in the sky above Wuhun City and grits his teeth, saying:
"The Spirit Hall is the leader of this group of native forces, and some of them have been selected for the Primordial World!"
"I suspect that golden giant is a treasure brought back from the primordial era!"
"That old bastard from Qinghai was caught off guard and they ambushed him!"
The old ghost who picked stars had a fierce glint in his eyes, and he bowed and clasped his hands in greeting:
"We beg the Heavenly Venerable to avenge us!"
The Nine Heavens Venerable narrowed his eyes and looked at the remains of the body, which was now only half a body.
There were still traces of lightning burns at the wound site, making a sizzling sound.
Qinghai, the Venerable Elder of the Soul Palace, a Two-Star Dou Zun.
That's not weak anymore.
They actually failed on this native territory?
He looked up at the golden giant in the sky above Wuhun City.
For a moment, they couldn't tell whether it was some kind of fighting technique or some strange creature.
But it did give him a faint sense of crisis.
However, that's all.
Since someone from that side was selected for the Primordial World and was able to bring back such a treasure.
Then there must be... even more good stuff hidden away, right?
The Nine Heavens Venerable's eyes were instantly filled with greed!
"Dare to kill someone from my Soul Palace?"
He snorted coldly, took a step forward, and was already standing in mid-air above Martial Soul City:
"After you conquer this city, take all the souls of these people back with you!"
"We'll make them taste what it's like to have their souls extracted and their spirits refined!"
Before the words were finished—
The golden giant, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes!
A golden bolt of lightning tore through the sky.
Heading straight for the face of the Nine Heavens Venerable!
"Oh."
The Nine Heavens Venerable raised his hand and gently blocked the lightning, which struck his palm and exploded into a ball of thunder and fire.
The palms are slightly dark.
With a flick of his wrist, he was back to normal.
"That's all there is to it."
The golden giant saw that he was unharmed.
He immediately got up.
Golden light condensed in his hand, transforming into a giant thunder axe.
Lightning flashed!
The entire sky was illuminated!
Even the dark clouds that shrouded Wuhun City were struck by lightning, creating several huge holes!
The sound of the giant axe falling was even more terrifying!
Old Ghost Zhaixing's expression changed drastically; that bastard from Qinghai died from this axe blow!
"A trivial skill."
The Nine Heavens Venerable was not intimidated. He simply snorted and his fighting spirit exploded!
In the blink of an eye, a gigantic black beast materialized out of thin air, its body so large that it almost occupied half of Martial Soul City!
Its gaping maw was like an abyss!
One bite!
It swallowed both the Thunder Axe and the golden giant whole!
"Boom!"
The golden phantom struggled wildly inside the giant beast's belly, then transformed into a golden lightning bolt, forcefully cleaving the beast in two!
But it itself has also become much dimmer.
If they do it again, they will surely be wiped out.
"May the Heavenly Venerable be mighty!"
The morale of the Soul Hall side was greatly boosted!
The black-robed figures, their eyes flashing with ferocity, were like demons crawling out of hell, as they approached Wuhun City step by step!
Inside Wuhun City.
Those Soul Masters who regarded the golden giant as their guardian deity turned ashen-faced.
They had witnessed firsthand just how brutal these demons were.
Several elders of the Spirit Hall died at their hands.
If it weren't for the sudden appearance of that golden giant blocking the attack, the Spirit Hall would have been reduced to ruins long ago!
But now...
Even the gods can't hold on any longer?
"Your Holiness! Save us!"
"Angel God! Please save your faithful believer!"
Some people knelt on the ground and wailed, while others kowtowed repeatedly.
And some people have gone completely insane!
Since we're all going to die anyway, might as well have some fun first!
Burning, killing, and looting spread throughout the city.
The once sacred and solemn Martial Soul City has now become a battlefield of carnage.
Inside the Papal Palace.
A gloomy and desolate atmosphere prevailed.
The elders gathered together, some looking worried, others filled with righteous indignation.
"Big brother! Think of something quick! Those demons are about to break in!"
"Big brother! We must avenge Guangling and Xiongshi!"
"Yes! Let's fight our way out! At worst, we'll die a glorious death! It's better than staying here and waiting to die!"
At the critical moment of life and death, Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu temporarily put aside their hatred for each other.
But barriers aren't something you can just eliminate at will.
Qian Daoliu gazed at the sky, remaining silent.
Bibi Dong held the papal scepter, her expression shifting between light and shadow.
Last time, Ghost Douluo returned from the prehistoric world, bringing back a large number of rare and precious materials, as well as various cultivation techniques and supernatural abilities.
Thanks to him,
Qian Daoliu, Jin E, Qing Luan, Xiong Shi, and the others all successfully advanced to the God level.
Even so—
Facing that horde of demons from hell, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
"I still have three talismans left behind by the Ghost Elder."
Qian Daoliu finally withdrew his gaze, looked at the crowd, and said in a calm and unhurried voice:
"But they are only slightly stronger than the Thunder Warriors outside, at most... they can hold out for a while longer."
Everyone's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again.
Only slightly better?
What's the point?
They had also obtained, to varying degrees, the leftover pills, talismans, and magical artifacts from the ghosts.
They were all obtained by Chrysanthemum Demon Douluo from looting corpses.
His level isn't high, enough to make him invincible in the Douluo world, but against those demons outside...
That's not enough!
"I do have a magical artifact left behind by Elder Ghost."
Suddenly, Bibi Dong stood up.
The papal scepter slammed to the ground.
A three-inch-long black wooden strip appeared in her hand.
Upon closer inspection—
It turned out to be a small coffin.
The moment the coffin appeared, the air temperature inside the Papal Palace dropped several degrees.
Staring at it for a few more seconds, it feels like your mind is being sucked in.
It's clearly not an ordinary item.
"Okay, okay!"
The Demon-Slaying Douluo blushed with excitement:
"With such a divine object, those demons will surely have nowhere to escape!"
"Elder Gui truly deserves to be called a great benefactor of my Spirit Hall!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo was filled with emotion:
"If it weren't for these methods he left behind, my Spirit Hall would probably be in serious trouble today..."
The elders who were offering their respects nodded in agreement, deeply moved.
Then, everyone's eyes turned intently to Bibi Dong.
We eagerly await her intervention to save the Spirit Hall from its peril.
However, Bibi Dong remained motionless.
Qian Daoliu was stunned for a moment, then he understood what was going on.
He sighed inwardly and bowed respectfully.
"We beg Your Holiness to intervene and save my Spirit Hall!"
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