[Reward: Soul Power Increased by One Level, all Soul Ring Lifespans increased by three thousand years, one fifty-thousand-year Right Leg Soul Bone, one insight into the Wind Great Dao]
"Level Ninety-Seven agility-type Super Douluo, and Extreme Wind?"
"This Bright Realm really is remarkable."
Qian Daoliu walked out of the Worship Hall and gazed at the Heavenly Screen, letting out a heartfelt sigh.
But even though the Heavenly Screen had revealed that the Bright Realm possessed such powerful experts, Qian Daoliu felt no sense of urgency.
After all, in Qian Daoliu's eyes,
as long as he remained at Spirit Hall's helm, it would make no difference how many Titled Douluo the other side had.
Even a great many Titled Douluo couldn't shake Spirit Hall's position in the Soul Master World.
Then Qian Daoliu looked toward Jin'e Douluo beside him and said coolly,
"We've been sending people to investigate the Bright Realm for so long. Is there still no news?"
Jin'e Douluo stood with one hand behind his back and replied helplessly, "We've sent out many teams and mobilized all the resources Spirit Hall has across the continent."
"Yet we haven't found a single trace of the Bright Realm."
As he spoke, Jin'e Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, word by word, "It's as if the Underworld revealed by the Heavenly Screen had never existed at all."
Qian Daoliu fell silent at that.
Then he looked toward the Heavenly Screen, his gaze profound, and smiled faintly. "The Heavenly Screen doesn't make mistakes."
"It seems we all underestimated the Bright Realm. It still holds secrets we know nothing about."
"How interesting."
"I'd really like to see who ranks ahead of Fifth Brother."
Ever since Tang Chen had vanished without a trace, Qian Daoliu hadn't felt this intrigued in a long time.
The Bright Realm had successfully piqued his curiosity.
"If we can't find it, then there's no need to keep looking."
"Now that the Heavenly Screen has arrived, the Bright Realm will reveal itself sooner or later."
With that, Qian Daoliu turned and returned to the Worship Hall without a moment's hesitation.
He wasn't the least bit concerned about what the Bright Realm, hidden for so many years and home to so many Titled Douluo, might be plotting.
This was the confidence of Spirit Hall's Great Offering, hailed as a demigod among mortals and Invincible in the Sky—Qian Daoliu!
Spirit Hall, Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong looked at the Heavenly Screen Battle Power Ranking, where Guang Ling Douluo of the Worship Hall and Hurricane Douluo of the Bright Realm had both made the list.
She gripped the Gemstone Scepter in her hand, her expression utterly grim.
Not one of the many elders under her command had made the list.
Now, the only ones she could rely on were herself and those people from the Worship Hall.
Yet the three members of the Worship Hall who had appeared on the list in succession had all ranked near the bottom.
Meanwhile, one powerful expert after another from the mysterious Bright Realm kept appearing, ranking above the people of Spirit Hall.
The sight left Bibi Dong feeling deeply pressed and burdened by enormous pressure.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
"Those people in the Worship Hall are so arrogant every day, and yet now every last one of them has ranked this low!"
"Useless! Useless! You're all a bunch of useless fools!!!"
Bibi Dong was in a terrible state of mind. She felt as if flames were about to blaze up inside her chest.
Strands of black qi gradually spread from her body, giving off an utterly evil aura.
Bibi Dong's eyes were bloodshot as she turned toward Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.
"You've been investigating the Underworld for so long. Has Gui Mei sent back any news?"
Moonlight was startled by Bibi Dong's sudden change.
He met her blood-red gaze, breaking into a cold sweat.
But he still mustered the courage to answer, "Your Holiness, Gui Mei hasn't sent back any news."
The moment the words left his mouth, Moonlight regretted them.
He felt as if the temperature around him had dropped to freezing.
He lowered his head, not daring to look at Bibi Dong, who was in a fit of rage.
"Useless! Useless! Every last one of you is useless!"
Bibi Dong gripped her scepter so tightly that her hand turned white. Terrifying waves of Soul Power surged from her.
"You—you get out there and search, too!"
"If I don't see any news about the Bright Realm within three days... Hmph!"
When Moonlight heard Bibi Dong order him to search as well, he felt as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
He bowed repeatedly and said respectfully, "Yes! Yes! I'll go search right away. Right away."
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Fengzhi had yet to recover from his delight at Jian Douluo making the list.
Then he saw the Heavenly Screen change.
The moment he saw the experts from the Worship Hall and the Bright Realm appear on the list, his earlier joy vanished without a trace.
Worry rose in his heart.
He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
"As expected of Spirit Hall. It has Titled Douluo in abundance, and its foundations are far beyond what my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can match."
"And then there's the Bright Realm. It kept such a low profile before, but now that the Heavenly Screen has arrived, it's just as unfathomable."
Jian Douluo Chenxin was carefully studying the information about Hurricane Douluo Xiao Feng on the Heavenly Screen.
"Fengzhi, the Bright Realm's people seem to have Armor-type Martial Souls."
"And the Bright Realm's people who made the list all have a creature called an Armor Beast."
Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Perhaps it's an organization like our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect or the Clear Sky Sect."
"It's nothing unusual."
Jian Douluo Chenxin still felt that something was off.
But no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out why.
In the end, he shook his head and sighed.
"To think a single sect could have so many powerful experts with the same type of Martial Soul."
"The Bright Realm really is powerful!"
In a stretch of woods outside Spirit City.
Xiao Feng sat cross-legged on a flat stone, terrifying waves of Soul Power radiating from him.
Gale winds swept through the area. The Wind Element Energy between heaven and earth all gathered there.
Nine terrifying Soul Rings appeared: purple, black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red.
Ma Qinghai leaned against a large tree, watching Xiao Feng absorb his reward with keen interest.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. He was already stronger than us, and now the Heavenly Screen Reward has widened the gap even more."
Even so, there was no jealousy in Ma Qinghai's eyes.
Only envy and emotion.
Soon, Xiao Feng finished absorbing the rewards bestowed by the Sky Eye.
He slowly stood up from the stone.
With a thought, the howling, raging winds around him came to an abrupt halt and vanished without a trace.
Ma Qinghai strode over and punched Xiao Feng in the chest.
"You're something else, you know that?"
"You're way stronger than Su Youyou and me."
Xiao Feng wasn't the least bit smug. He simply said, "I'm only ranked twenty-first. It's nothing special."
"Never mind the Emperor and the Hall Masters. My strength is still nowhere near that guy's."
As he spoke, Xiao Feng couldn't help recalling that powerful figure in the Bright Realm, the one who commanded the Four Symbols and the power of thunder.
"Heh, you're still thinking about Duanmu, huh?"
"He's nothing like us. His Majesty even said that Duanmu has an Ultimate Armor Martial Soul, so of course he's much stronger than we are."
Seeing Xiao Feng like this, Ma Qinghai could only shake his head helplessly.
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