Douluo: Possessing Tang San and Inheriting Life and Destruction
Chapter 232

Spirit Hall Empire

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The next morning, the five of them arrived at the foot of Sea God Mountain.

Bo Saixi and Tang Chen seemed to have anticipated Tang San and his group's arrival, and were waiting for them on a platform at the foot of the mountain.

After more than two years of recuperation, Tang Chen's strength and complexion have returned to their peak condition.

He stood beside Bo Saixi, his demigod-level physical strength imposing, his posture upright, his long hair swaying gently in the morning breeze, exuding the composure and majesty befitting Peerless Douluo.

Tang San stepped forward and told Bo Saixi and Tang Chen about the five people's plan to return to the mainland.

Bo Saixi didn't say much.

She simply nodded slightly, her gaze falling on Tang Chen beside her, her eyes filled with reluctance.

Tang Chen was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Let's stick to the previous plan. I'll go back with you. It's been so many years; it's time to go back to the Clear Sky Sect."

Tang San's lips twitched slightly.

He really wanted to say, "If you want to go back, then go back. Don't come along and be a third wheel."

But as a great-grandson, he didn't dare say it out loud, because it might invite a beating without using his Martial Soul.

Tang San could only nod helplessly, which was taken as agreement.

Tang Chen did not notice the subtle change in Tang San's expression.

He turned to look at Bo Saixi, and gently patted her shoulder. "After I finish dealing with matters at the sect, I'll come back to Sea God Island to be with you."

Bo Saixi smiled and nodded, without saying anything more.

Even though she was over a hundred years old, Bo Saixi looked like a teenage girl, her eyes full of longing.

Tang San's heart tightened upon seeing this scene.

He remembered that the Sea God Inheritance passage required a Great Enshrined offering to the Sea God to open.

As the Great Enshrined of Bo Saixi Sea God Island, if Shui Bing'er reaches the final step of the Sea God’s Nine Trials, Bo Saixi will need to sacrifice her own life to complete the inheritance.

What should we do then? I don't know if my and Ye Lingling's Descent of the Goddess of Life can revive her? Are there any other ways?

"Let's talk about it later," Tang San suppressed his thoughts, not letting his worries show on his face.

He turned around, looked at the four girls behind him, and nodded.

Let's go.

Tang San activated the flight skill from the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone. He carried Ye Lingling, Dugu Yan carried Xiao Wu, Shui Bing'er unfolded her Frost Dragon Wings, and Tang Chen, the "third wheel," joined them. The six of them slowly rose from the platform of Sea God Mountain, drawing several graceful arcs in the air, and then flew towards the mainland.

Behind us, the outline of Sea God Island grew farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, until it finally disappeared into the arc where the sea and sky met.

Three months before Tang San and his companions set off to return to the mainland, a grand celebration was held in Spirit City.

The whole city looked like it had been completely redecorated.

The six city walls were covered with deep purple brocade, which fluttered in the wind like giant flags cheering.

The entire main road from the city gate to the Pope's Palace was swept spotless, with flower petals scattered every few steps on the stone pavement, and the air was filled with a rich fragrance of flowers and incense.

Every ten steps along both sides of the street, a flag was planted, with a dark purple background and the newly designed national emblem of the Spirit Hall Empire embroidered in the center.

The design was simple yet sharp, carrying a sense of oppression that made people afraid to look directly at it.

The entire main road from the city gate to the Pope's Palace was swept spotless.

After the Soul Hunting Operation concluded and more than a year of planning and preparation, the Spirit Hall Empire was officially established.

During that year, Bibi Dong Thunderclap consolidated all the forces under the control of the Spirit Hall, and annexed more than ten kingdoms and duchies adjacent to Spirit City between the Star Luo Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire, forming a vast country that stretched between the two empires.

As seen on the map, the Spirit Hall Empire resembles a wedge, deeply embedded in the center of the continent, completely separating the Star Luo Empire and Heaven Dou.

On the day of the celebration, tens of thousands of Soul Masters gathered in the square in the Pope's Palace.

They were dressed in matching dark purple uniforms, arranged in neat square formations, stretching from the square all the way to the foot of the mountain.

The sunlight shone on the badges on their chests, refracting into countless flashes of light.

Bibi Dong, dressed in a brand-new imperial robe, slowly walked out of the Pope's Palace.

The robe was entirely dark purple, adorned with gold patterns and gemstones, making it more magnificent and imposing than the previous Pope robes.

The dress had a very long train that flowed out behind her.

Wearing a crown inlaid with dark purple gemstones, she ascended the red carpeted steps to the high platform, her steps calm and firm.

Behind him were Hu Liena and Zhang San, as well as more than ten other Titled Douluo.

Such a lineup is enough to instill fear in any faction.

Zhang San, dressed in a dark purple outfit, followed three steps behind Bibi Dong with a blank expression.

Hu Liena walked beside Zhang San, also dressed in a dark purple uniform, her short orange hair gleaming softly in the sunlight.

Bibi Dong stood on the high platform, looking down at the tens of thousands of Soul Masters below. Her purple eyes shone with light as she slowly spoke.

"From this day forward, the Spirit Hall Empire is officially established. In the name of the first emperor of the Spirit Hall Empire, I hereby command all Soul Masters across the continent to join the Spirit Hall Empire and fight for its glory. Those who do not join shall be considered heretics."

A deafening cheer erupted in the square.

The news sent shockwaves across the entire continent.

Those independent Soul Masters and small sects who were originally observing all chose to submit after witnessing the absolute strength displayed by the Spirit Hall Empire.

Just three months later, the Spirit Hall Empire controls more than 70% of the Soul Masters on the continent and has tens of thousands of elite Soul Masters.

With the addition of a large number of Hidden Weapon weapons provided by Zhang San, the military strength of the Spirit Hall Empire has surpassed that of the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires, giving it an overwhelming advantage.

The two great empires, Star Luo Empire and Heaven Dou, dared not make any rash moves.

Their high-level combat power is very small. Facing the overwhelming power of the Spirit Hall Empire, which has more than ten Titled Douluo and tens of thousands of Soul Masters, any rash action could lead to annihilation.

Especially in the Heaven Dou Empire, where relations with the Spirit Hall were tense due to the Soul Hunting Operation, the power of the domestic Soul Masters was greatly weakened after the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was destroyed and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was wiped out.

If it weren't for the timely support from the Clear Sky Sect, the Heaven Dou Empire would have been in danger of disintegrating.

But Bibi Dong was not satisfied with this.

She then used Qian Renxue as leverage to force Qian Daoliu's Worship Hall to make an emergency landing in the Heaven Dou Empire.

Bibi Dong promised him that if the Heaven Dou Empire surrendered, she would release Qian Renxue.

Qian Daoliu had no choice but to comply.

At this moment, Heaven Dou City.

The sky was a heavy, leaden gray, like a harbinger of an approaching storm.

The taxi drivers on the city wall gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes fixed on the distant sky, where several terrifying figures hovered.

Qian Daoliu hovered in mid-air, his face calm, but his golden eyes held an extremely rare solemnity.

He wore a long golden robe, which stood out against the gray sky.

The oppressive feeling that emanated from the very bones made those on the city wall feel suffocated.

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