Hearing this, the two Kikui ghosts were shocked, and their eyes turned into fanatical admiration when they looked at Mu Rong Chen!
Eight hours later.
"Hahahaha--!"
A wild laugh resounded through the sky!
Dugu Bo suddenly opened his eyes, and nine Soul Ring rose from his feet!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
The ninth dazzling red Soul Ring exudes a terrifying pressure that destroys the world!
"I... finally became the real Titled Douluo!"
Dugu Bo felt the unprecedented surging power in his body, and was so excited that he burst into tears.
"Congratulations, Old Poison."
Mu Rong Chen and others are also sincerely happy for him.
Dugu Bo's eyes finally fell on the one hundred thousand year old piece of Head Soul Bone, with complex expressions in his eyes.
Mu Rong Chen directly threw Soul Bone over.
"This book is yours, take it and absorb it."
Dugu Bo caught it in a hurry and shook his head quickly.
"Leader! You must not do it! I am very lucky to get Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. I don't dare to be greedy anymore!"
"Take it!"
Mu Rong Chen's tone became serious.
"Since you recognize me as Leader, you must listen to me! I don't need obedient subordinates, what I need are brothers who can fight side by side with me and defeat all enemies for me!"
He looked at the three scarred but determined Titled Douluo in front of him, and his voice became softer.
"A piece of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, for me, is just the icing on the cake.
But for you, it is a timely help, the cornerstone that allows you to truly stand at the top of the continent.
The stronger you are, the safer our small group will be.
I need a top-notch Titled Douluo who can control the situation, not an old man who has exhausted his potential and can't even get Soul Ring. Do you understand?"
After saying these words, Dugu Bo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo's eyes turned red again.
They have never felt such pure trust and respect.
In the Spirit Hall, they are tools and chess pieces.
But here, they are brothers and family!
"Leader..."
Dugu Bo could no longer utter any words of rejection. He knelt down heavily on one knee, his voice hoarse and firm.
"Subordinate Dugu Bo, I will follow Leader to death in this life! If you violate this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"
Mu Rong Chen helped him up and patted his shoulder.
"Go ahead and let me see how strong a Poison Douluo with Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone can be."
Dugu Bo nodded seriously, no longer pretentious.
He sat cross-legged, holding the 100,000-year-old Head Soul Bone that exuded dreamy light in both hands, and slowly placed it against his forehead.
The moment Soul Bone came into contact with his skin, a terrifying dragon power like ancient times suddenly erupted!
"Ang--!"
The soul-shaking sound of Dragon Roar did not come from Dugu Bo's mouth, but from the depths of his soul.
That voice seemed to have spanned eternal time and space, carrying endless majesty and domineering power, severely impacting the hearts and minds of everyone present!
Ghost Douluo also sat down cross-legged without hesitation, and slowly placed the 60,000-year-old Dark Patterned Cuttlefish Head Soul Bone that exuded strange mental fluctuations towards his forehead.
There is no greed in my heart, only an unprecedented sense of belonging.
Strength!
As long as they are strong enough, even Spirit Hall must be wary of them!
Clear Sky Sect, isn't it a living example?
As long as there is one or even several strong men who can compete with Peak Douluo in their small group, then the pattern of the entire continent will be completely rewritten!
At the same time, Spirit City and Papal Palace are thousands of miles away.
The atmosphere was as oppressive as solid black iron.
The cold marble floor reflected rows of silent figures.
Dozens of bishops in red clothes, as well as several respected Platinum Bishop, all had their heads lowered at this moment, and even their breathing was deliberately suppressed to a minimum, for fear of making any sound and attracting the anger of the king-like man sitting high on the throne.
"It's been a month."
A voice that was plain but contained endless majesty broke the dead silence.
The sound was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard.
Pope Qian Xunji, who is sitting high on the nine-story white jade steps, is wearing a luxurious golden robe, with complex and sacred angel patterns embroidered with gold and silver threads on the robe.
He has a handsome face, a majestic temperament, and a pair of golden eyes, but there is a chill that can freeze the soul.
His fingers gently tapped the gold handrail, making a soft sound of "ta, da, da". Each sound made the heartbeats of the people below skip a beat.
"Doesn't anyone know the whereabouts of Elder Ju and Ghost Elder?"
Qian Xunji's voice was still calm, but the oppressive feeling of impending rain made the temperature of the entire hall seem to drop several degrees.
No one answered.
Deathly silence.
Everyone can feel the raging anger that is about to burst out under His Holiness the Pope's calm appearance.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, these two are His Holiness the Pope's most trusted right-hand men and one of the Spirit Hall's top combat powers!
Now, it is like evaporating from the world, disappearing for a whole month!
"Trash!"
Finally, Qian Xunji's patience ran out.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the golden armrest beneath him was dented by his pinch, leaving a clear palm print!
The terrifying Soul Power fluctuations swept through the entire hall like a storm. The terrifying pressure belonging to the ninety-fifth level Douluo made all the bishops uncontrollably weak in their legs. What's more, they fell to their knees with a "pop", their faces pale and their whole bodies trembling like chaff.
"It's been a whole month! You two Titled Douluo can't be seen alive or dead! What else do you people do besides receiving your salary every day?!"
Qian Xunji stood up suddenly, his golden eyes burning with anger.
He was really angry.
Not only because of the loss of two Titled Douluo, but also because of a feeling of being out of control.
He likes the feeling of having everything firmly in his hands, whether it is the power of the Spirit Hall or the future direction of the entire continent.
But now, the two most important chess pieces have left his chessboard!
The kneeling bishops below were complaining in their hearts, and they were all making wild guesses in their hearts.
"Could it be that...Elder Ju and Ghost Elder encountered something unexpected while chasing Dugu Bo?"
"Impossible! Although Dugu Bo is known as Old Poison, it is only Eight-Ring Soul Douluo after all. How can it be the opponent of two Titled Douluo?"
"Perhaps we encountered something Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? But even if we are defeated, with the strength of the two elders, it should be no problem to escape, right?"
"The most... most unlikely... is it betrayal?"
This thought flashed across my mind and was immediately suppressed by everyone.
What a joke!
The loyalty of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo to the Spirit Hall and His Holiness the Pope is obvious to all!
Qian Xunji glanced at the trembling people below, and the irritability in his heart became more intense.