All Parties Head to Heaven Dou City

"I can't take it anymore! It's love!"

That shout made quite a few Bystanders around them turn their heads in alarm.

Several young men reeking of blood stood there, and at a glance, they were clearly the ruthless sort.

Yet now, they were rolling around on the ground in agony, clutching their chests as though they had been poisoned.

"What happened? What's wrong with them?" The surrounding Bystanders were utterly baffled.

At that moment, a seasoned-looking middle-aged Soul Master happened to pass by and stopped.

He cast a casual glance at the people rolling on the ground and shook his head.

"Don't make such a fuss. They're Blood Soul Masters."

"They're usually decisive killers, accustomed to betrayal, strange sights, and bloody scenes. Their mental defenses are exceptionally tough."

"But..."

The middle-aged Soul Master pointed at the scene that had just ended in the sky and sighed.

"What they fear most is exactly that kind of love-filled scene from earlier."

Everyone: "..."

Buzz!

At that moment, the Heavenly Ranking trembled once more.

A golden pillar of light descended from the sky, completely enveloping Doudou, who hovered in midair.

"Ah!"

Doudou cried out instinctively.

But soon, she felt a warm current flow into her body.

The Soul Power bottleneck that had stagnated for so long instantly broke through, reaching level 53!

Then, a sight that left the tens of thousands of spectators utterly dumbfounded appeared.

Five Soul Rings slowly rose beneath Doudou's feet.

They had originally been one white, two yellow, and two purple—an average, even inferior configuration in the world of Soul Masters.

But now, the white Soul Ring rapidly deepened in color and turned yellow.

Then it became purple, and the other two yellow Soul Rings underwent the same transformation.

One of the purple Soul Rings even transformed into a black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

In the blink of an eye, four purple and one black Soul Ring pulsed around Doudou, radiating a mysterious glow.

"Hiss..."

Throughout the Duel Arena, gasps rang out one after another.

Though they had seen the information about the Heavenly Ranking Reward, witnessing it firsthand still sent a shock through their hearts.

"It... it changed! It really changed!"

"A white ring becoming a purple ring? This simply defies the iron laws of Soul Masters!"

The Soul Masters in the Audience Seat were practically drooling with envy.

Directly increasing the age of Soul Rings was truly enough to make anyone green with envy!

"Oh my!"

Doudou felt the abundant power filling her body in midair.

As well as her wings, which had become lighter and stronger.

All her frustration vanished at once.

"Since you bunch of blocks of wood don't know how to appreciate this lady's beauty, then this lady won't serve you anymore!"

Doudou snorted haughtily.

Then she tossed the Amplifying Soul Tool in her hand to the male host on the other side.

"Catch! I'm going to find Monarch!"

With that, under everyone's envious yet helpless gazes, she flapped her wings.

She flew directly toward the internal passage on the second floor of the Duel Arena.

As her figure disappeared, the atmosphere at the scene became somewhat strange.

Everyone now understood the meaning of Yin Yang Fusion.

As long as they could engage in Dual Cultivation, they could receive the same reward, perhaps even special abilities!

Yet among the tens of thousands present, not a single person dared to entertain the slightest covetous thought anymore.

There was not even a single complaint.

He felt even greater awe toward that mysterious Monarch.

Spirit Hall.

Seated high upon the Pope's Chair, Bibi Dong saw the bouquet of flowers and Doudou's blissful smile.

The icy expression on her face unexpectedly showed a faint, almost imperceptible trace of emotion.

She stared blankly at the scene, her gaze slightly unfocused.

Once upon a time, she too had been a young girl in love.

Back then, she had received flowers from that man every day, filled with joy and believing that he was her entire world.

Unfortunately... times had changed.

Even as she sighed with regret, she grew even more curious about the mysterious arena master.

Bibi Dong's fingers tightened slightly around her scepter as she pondered in silence.

"What method did he use to completely heal a Crippled Girl who had been in that condition?"

"He even made her radiate beauty and earn a place on the Peerless Beauty Ranking!"

At that moment, word came from her subordinates that Ghost Douluo had already pinpointed the location of the Dark Night Arena.

It was within Heaven Dou City, and he had already led men there.

Chrysanthemum Douluo also reminded her, "Your Excellency the Pope, Worship Hall has sent two old fellows as well."

Bibi Dong snorted coldly. "Those old fossils who can do nothing but cling to life in Worship Hall have rather sharp noses."

She rose to her feet, her purple robe spilling across the floor as she exuded the bearing of an Empress.

"Pass on my orders to Ghostly. When he meets that Arena Master, courtesy first, force second."

"Tell him that so long as he is willing to submit to me and serve me..."

"Whether it is wealth or status, I can satisfy him!"

Bibi Dong walked to the entrance of the grand hall and looked in the direction of Heaven Dou City.

"But if he cannot be mine..."

A cold gleam flashed through her eyes as she slammed her scepter heavily against the ground. "Then destroy him with all our strength!"

Worship Hall.

Within the sacred and solemn hall, Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his brows tightly furrowed.

He pondered beneath the enormous statue of the Six-Winged Angel.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, standing nearby, wore an expression as though he had seen a ghost. He muttered, "Something isn't right..."

He suddenly turned to Qian Daoliu. "Big Brother, even we could do nothing about those injuries!"

"At most, we could heal the wounds. How could we possibly regenerate severed limbs?"

"And not even a scar was left behind! She even looks more tender and radiant than before she was injured?"

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, the Golden Light in his eyes flickering uncertainly.

He had traveled the continent for many years and witnessed countless strange people and extraordinary events, yet he had never heard of such methods!

"Big Brother, do you think the arena master might possess some kind of... Divine Medicine?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming with greed.

If such a medicine capable of reshaping the body truly existed, it would practically mean an extra life for them!

"Whether it is the Divine Medicine or the two peerless beauties in his hands, we must seize them for ourselves!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed through Qian Daoliu's eyes before he asked, "Where are Falling Devil and Thousand Jun?"

"Word just came back—they are heading toward the Heaven Dou City region."

Qian Daoliu nodded and resumed his aloof, lofty expression.

"Then we shall wait for their news."

Before absolute strength, no secret could remain hidden!

Above the border of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Two streaks of light cut through the sky, shooting straight toward Heaven Dou City.

They were Falling Devil Douluo and Thousand Jun Douluo, their eyes nearly overflowing with fervor.

"Seventh Brother, the two of us really got the first prize this time!"

Falling Devil Douluo looked excited. His Coiled Dragon Staff martial soul flickered in and out of view, emanating terrifying pressure.

"As long as we get our hands on those two women, Spirit Hall's unification of the entire continent will soon be complete!"

Thousand Jun Douluo was more composed, but he could not suppress the smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Of course!"

"That Dark Night Arena has been hiding in the shadows for so many years. It only dares to scrape by in a place like Heaven Dou City."

"Now that we're making a personal move, that so-called Arena Master surely won't dare fail to appreciate our favor!"

He was merely a brat who had stumbled upon a bit of good fortune. When the time came, they only needed to reveal a little of a Titled Douluo's strength.

Wouldn't he obediently offer up those two stunning women?

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen sat in his chair, deep in thought, while the elders below argued fiercely.

"Sect Master, if we can obtain those two women, along with that medicine capable of regenerating severed limbs..."

"Our clan's strength could increase by at least thirty percent!"

Having made up his mind, Yu Yuanzhen abruptly opened his eyes, and the great hall instantly fell silent.

"Luo Mian, personally take some men and make a trip. Find this Dark Night Arena."

"First, investigate that Arena Master's background. If he knows what's good for him, offer him the position of guest elder."

"If he refuses a toast..."

Yu Luo Mian gave a cold smile and cupped his hands as he accepted the order. "Rest assured, Big Brother. I know what to do!"

Outside Heaven Dou City.

A luxurious carriage from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect raced down the official road, kicking up clouds of dust.

Inside the carriage, Ning Fengzhi was filled with shock. This utterly overturned his understanding of support-type Soul Masters.

As the continent's number one support-type Soul Master, he understood better than anyone what this meant.

Though the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was known as the foremost support sect, it could only enhance attributes and was utterly helpless when it came to physical mutilation.

Even the Nine Heart Begonia, famed for being immortal and indestructible, could only heal injuries; it could not create something from nothing!

Ning Fengzhi felt even his hands trembling faintly.

If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could grasp such a method, or establish good relations with this Arena Master...

"Faster!"

Countless powerful auras, carrying greed, desire, and ambition, surged toward Heaven Dou City from every direction.