Spirit Hall Takes Action, Everyone Stand Aside!

The gains and losses raced through Huo Yang's mind, and the room fell silent.

At last, Huo Yang abruptly raised his head, resolve flashing in his eyes. "Fine! We'll do as you say!"

"Report the matter of the Whale Rubber to Spirit Hall."

"As for the remaining people in the City Lord Manor, they cannot be allowed to stay alive."

"Yang'er, return to the docks at once and receive your father when he returns."

"There's no need to deal with Zhao Tianba's boat for now. As long as we move quickly enough, they won't have time to react."

"Yes! I'll go right away."

Xia Yang answered and swiftly turned to leave.

After his son left, Huo Yang took a deep breath and straightened the Red Robe that symbolized his status as a Bishop. His usual majesty and composure returned.

Then, he walked at an unhurried pace toward the Martial Soul Branch Hall's main hall.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three urgent, resounding bell chimes suddenly echoed through the branch hall.

This was the Martial Soul Branch Hall's highest-level emergency assembly signal!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Heavy Footsteps came from every direction. Whether they had been cultivating, handling official duties, or resting, the Soul Masters' expressions changed upon hearing it.

Everyone rushed toward the main hall as fast as they could.

Before long, several dozen Soul Masters under the Xiling Harbor Martial Soul Branch Hall had gathered in the hall.

The hall was silent as a grave, every gaze fixed on Bishop Huo Yang.

Huo Yang swept his gaze across the crowd.

Besides himself, a Level 60+ Soul Emperor, he had one Soul King, three Soul Ancestors, over a dozen Soul Elders, and the rest were all Soul Grandmasters.

This force was enough to sweep through any of Xiling Harbor's Forces.

Their strength is sufficient. We can make sure not even a chicken or dog remains in the City Lord Manor.

Huo Yang silently assessed the situation.

"Bishop Huo, what happened? Why did you ring the Alarm Bell?"

A senior Deacon could not help asking, his face full of shock and uncertainty.

Everyone knew that this bell could not be rung unless the Martial Soul Branch Hall was at the brink of life or death.

"Everyone, be patient. Please wait a moment longer."

Huo Yang did not answer directly. He merely closed his eyes and stood quietly where he was.

Not long afterward, urgent Footsteps sounded outside the hall as Xia Yang and Xia Shi, father and son, strode into the main hall.

Huo Yang immediately opened his eyes and exchanged a look with his Husband. They understood each other without words.

Huo Yang faced the crowd again, his voice cold and firm, carrying unquestionable authority. "Now, in my capacity as the Bishop of Spirit Hall's Xiling Harbor branch, I order all personnel to raid the City Lord Manor and kill every Soul Master inside."

The moment the order was given, the entire hall was stunned!

"Bishop Huo, why?"

"Your Excellency Bishop, isn't this too extreme?"

"Please enlighten us, Bishop."

The hall instantly erupted with discussion, voices of doubt rising one after another.

"Silence."

Huo Yang gave a cold shout, and Soul Power erupted all over his body.

The immense pressure of a Level 60+ Soul Emperor spread like a tidal wave, instantly crushing every noisy voice into silence.

The hall fell quiet again. One could hear a pin drop.

"Bishop, we... we only want to know the reason."

Lin Deacon forced himself to speak cautiously, fine beads of sweat already gathering on his forehead.

"Hmph."

Huo Yang's gaze was like lightning as he swept it over the crowd. "I am issuing an order as Bishop. I am not discussing whether this mission is reasonable with you!"

"What you need to do is carry it out!"

Under his sharp gaze, the people of Spirit Hall lowered their heads one after another. No one dared meet his eyes.

After a brief silence, Huo Yang spoke again, his tone somewhat gentler. "The reason for this mission is not something you have the right to question."

"Afterward, I will personally submit a detailed report to headquarters."

"I, Huo Yang, will bear all consequences alone!"

"Now, do not overthink it. Simply obey orders."

After a brief pause, everyone answered in unison, their voices shaking the roof.

"Yes! Respectfully obey the Bishop's command."

"Move out."

With a sweep of his hand, Huo Yang was the first to stride out of the hall.

Several dozen Spirit Hall Soul Masters followed close behind, racing toward the City Lord Manor like a surging flood.

Xia Shi and Xia Yang, father and son, immediately followed the group as well.

"Wow, Mom was so imposing just now."

Looking at his mother's figure leading from the front, Xia Yang could not help whispering in admiration.

"Haha, good boy. Who do you think she's the wife of?"

Pride filled Xia Shi's face.

Being able to marry a woman like Huo Yang had always been the greatest pride of his life.

On the streets of Xiling Harbor, a large group of Soul Masters clad in Spirit Hall uniforms marched forward in grand formation.

A murderous aura filled the air, causing pedestrians along the way to hurriedly move aside.

The surrounding crowd watched this team heading straight for the City Lord Manor with uncertain, startled expressions.

Before long, the group from Spirit Hall arrived before the City Lord Manor in a grand procession.

By then, quite a few townspeople had already gathered around the estate to watch.

They whispered among themselves and discussed the matter, all guessing what exactly had happened.

"Spirit Hall is conducting business! Uninvolved persons, clear out at once!"

Lin Deacon took the lead and shouted at the onlookers.

At the words "Spirit Hall," the crowd immediately stirred and retreated.

However, most of them did not truly leave. Instead, they rushed into the nearby tea houses and taverns.

These spectators ordered pots of tea or a few ounces of wine, leaned against doorframes or windows, and ate and drank as they eagerly watched the City Lord Manor.

By now, everyone treated the scene before them as a rare spectacle.

"Bishop, our people are in position."

Lin Deacon turned and respectfully reported to Huo Yang.

Huo Yang gave a slight nod, his cold gaze sweeping over the City Lord Manor's towering walls. He ordered in a deep voice, "Soul Elders and those below them are to form an encirclement outside. Soul Masters above Soul Elder rank, follow me inside."

"Today, not a single Soul Master in this estate is to be spared."

"Yes."

Everyone answered in unison, their voices echoing through Long Street.

Once the order was given, Spirit Hall's people immediately split into two groups.

The weaker group quickly spread out and surrounded the City Lord Manor so tightly that not even water could pass through.

The other group, with higher cultivation, did not hesitate as they leapt over the walls and entered Zhao Manor from all sides.

Almost the instant they broke in, explosions from Soul Skills and the clash of weapons rang out from within Zhao Manor.

The sounds of fighting and shouting instantly shattered the afternoon's peace.

"It's time for us to move as well."

Huo Yang exchanged a glance with his Husband and took the lead toward the main gate.

The three of them arrived before the estate gates.

Those two Giant Gates were made from the wood of a century-old plant-type Spirit Beast. They were harder than iron and possessed tremendous defensive strength.

Xia Yang and Huo Yang took their positions on the left and right, circulating their Soul Power at the same time.

Then, their fists shot forth with howling force.

Third Soul Skill: Tortoise Shell Impact.

First Soul Skill: Flame Tiger Impact.

A blue and a red fist phantom slammed into the gates like meteors.