Wonderful Sound Workshop Exposed!

Bibi Dong suddenly stood up from the Pope's throne.

Her luxurious Pope's robe surged violently with her movement, showcasing the tempestuous waves within her heart at this moment.

Where was there any trace of composure on her face, which was exquisitely beautiful beyond compare?

Her deep phoenix eyes were fixedly staring at the Ranking on the Heavenly Curtain, her chest heaving violently.

Just moments ago, seeing the Tang Sect falter, she had inwardly mocked Tang San's overestimation of himself.

She had even begun to conceive how to sweep across the continent after the Martial Soul Empire obtained the top reward.

But in the blink of an eye.

Reality had delivered a heavy blow.

Sixth place.

The dignified Martial Soul Empire, a behemoth that ruled over countless soul masters and possessed several Titled Douluo.

Hadn't even made it into the top five?

Was this Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking... insane?

If even the Martial Soul Empire could only rank sixth.

Then what kind of Monsters were the ones ranked in the top five?

Everyone's breathing became cautious.

Merely sixth place.

For the Martial Soul Empire, which aspired to unify the continent and prided itself on its unparalleled martial prowess, this was undoubtedly a great humiliation.

"Absurd."

Bibi Dong squeezed out these two words through gritted teeth.

"Is this Golden Ranking blind?"

"Or does it mean there are truly five behemoths hidden in this world capable of easily crushing my Martial Soul Empire?"

She didn't believe it.

This defied all logic.

However, the Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking didn't give her much time to question.

As Golden Light flowed, images of the Martial Soul Empire began to slowly unfold on the Heavenly Curtain.

It was a grand and long history.

From the founding of Martial Soul Hall, to the glory of the Angel Clan, to the establishment of the empire today.

The awakening of countless soul masters, the fall of countless powerhouses, all flashed by in the scroll.

The scene finally settled on the throne in the Papal Palace, symbolizing supreme power.

Although the scene was grand, it was more like a sarcastic footnote to the sixth-place ranking.

Immediately after, the golden font that drove all soul masters on the continent crazy reappeared.

[Given that the Martial Soul Empire has a profound foundation and rules over thousands of soul masters.]

[Specially bestowed: All core elders and enshriners of the empire will receive one God-Bestowed Soul Ring!]

[Additional reward: Pope Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue will each receive one God-Bestowed Soul Bone!]

Boom!

The moment these words appeared, Bibi Dong, who was still full of indignation, her pupils suddenly contracted.

God-Bestowed Soul Rings were one thing.

There were even God-Bestowed Soul Bones?

One had to know that at her level, finding another suitable soul bone was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

The richness of this reward far exceeded her expectations.

The anger that had been accumulating in her chest instantly dissipated by more than half in the face of such tangible benefits.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath.

Although she was proud, she was not foolish.

To refuse such an opportunity that could directly increase her strength would be truly idiotic.

"Good."

"Very good."

Bibi Dong loosened her grip on the scepter, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

"Since it has been given, I will accept it."

"With these resources, so what if I'm only sixth?"

"When my divine art is perfected, I will challenge the powers in the top five of this list one by one."

She no longer hesitated and immediately sat down cross-legged.

A brilliant golden light pierced the dome of the great hall, precisely enveloping her.

The pleasure of that power filling her entire body made Bibi Dong squint comfortably.

Daming Palace, Imperial Study.

The tranquility here was completely different from the hustle and bustle outside.

Li Xin suddenly raised his hand and stopped the soft hand that was gently massaging his shoulder.

Wu Zetian's movements paused slightly.

She lowered her head in confusion, looking at the man with a calm expression.

"What's wrong?"

"Was the pressure too much?"

Li Xin did not turn around, merely gently patted her hand.

"No."

"Just wanted to remind you."

He slowly stood up, his gaze passing through the window lattice and landing on the resplendent golden Heavenly Curtain.

"Be prepared."

"The appetizer is over."

"Next, apart from the hidden Soul Beast factions, the remaining rankings should all be ours."

He said these words with a light and airy tone.

It was as if he were stating a simple fact.

Upon hearing this, a helpless wry smile appeared on Wu Zetian's stunning face.

She walked to Li Xin's side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"If everything is truly exposed..."

"Then our Great Tang will truly be standing in the eye of the storm."

"Both the Martial Soul Empire and that mysterious Tang Sect will probably see us as a thorn in their side."

"When that time comes, we won't be able to avoid the conflicts on this continent."

Li Xin turned his head and looked at her profile, the corners of his mouth curving upwards slightly.

He reached out and picked up a strand of Wu Zetian's hair by her ear, gently twirling it around his fingers.

"This world has always been ruled by the strong."

"I didn't act before because I had no interest in playing house with children."

"But since the Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking insists on pushing us to the forefront."

"Then we'll go with the flow."

Li Xin's eyes exuded an air of dominance that looked down upon the world.

"If we participate, we participate."

"They're just a bunch of ants. Even if they unite, what kind of storm can they stir up?"

Hearing these words, the sliver of worry in Wu Zetian's heart miraculously vanished.

That's right.

As long as this man was here.

What was there to fear in this world?

Just as the two were talking, the golden light on the Heavenly Curtain surged again.

This time, the commotion was greater than any before.

Within the golden light, the sounds of clashing weapons and horses seemed to faintly echo, mixed with the mournful strains of a zither.

Fifth Place was about to be revealed.

[Heavenly Dao Power Ranking, Fifth Place!]

Three large blood-red characters appeared, exceptionally striking within the golden light, exuding a strong aura of killing intent.

[Wonderful Sound Workshop!]

As the name appeared, lines of heart-stopping information followed.

Nature: Number One Assassin Organization.

Establishment Time: One Hundred Years.

Record: Has assassinated Three Titled Douluo, and never missed a Soul Douluo level target.

Organizer: Jing, Li Bai, Gongsun Li!

The scene suddenly shifted.

No longer a grand battlefield, nor a majestic palace.

But endless shadows and cold light.

Amidst the chilling glint of shattering mirror shards, a figure moved like a ghost, reaping lives.

With petals dancing in the air, beneath the oil-paper umbrella, a peerlessly beautiful dance hid a deadly edge.

And then, the Green Lotus Sword Song, with wine filling a heroic heart, sword energy slashing thirty thousand miles.

This was no mere faction.

This was clearly a sharp sword hanging over the heads of all powerhouses!

Following this, the rewards were announced.

[Wonderful Sound Workshop ranks fifth, decisive in killing.]

[Special Grant: All members registered on the Wonderful Sound Workshop Assassin Ranking will collectively receive two God-Bestowed Soul Rings!]

[Additional Reward: All members will receive the exclusive soul skill "Shadow Stealth," which can conceal their aura, undetectable by non-god-level powerhouses!]