Bibi Dong: Lin Yuan, You Bastard, I'll Definitely Kill You!!!

The Red Robe Cardinal the Spirit Hall trembled, sweat pouring down his back, and said, "Attack the Heaven Dou Royal Academy... We have dispatched four thousand Soul Master..."

"These include Demon Bear Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, Spirit Kite Douluo, and the Offering Demon Subduing Douluo..."

"Then what?"

Bibi Dong asked anxiously, after all, this was the matter she cared about most.

The Red Robe Cardinal swallowed hard, wiped the sweat from his cheeks, and lowered his voice, saying, "All the Soul Master we sent out... are dead. The disciples of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy suffered no casualties, only a few sustained minor injuries..."

"Elder Demon Bear has fallen... Demon Subduing Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, and Spirit Kite Douluo are all seriously injured. Without Elder Demon Bear's help, they would probably have been wiped out!"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong staggered back two steps, trembling all over, her eyes revealing her anger towards Lin Yuan.

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy... Lin Yuan... you bastard, I will definitely kill you!!!"

Bibi Dong crushed the teacup in her hand with force, her eyes wide with anger, wishing she could grind Lin Yuan, that bastard, to dust right now.

At this moment, Bibi Dong felt dizzy and touched her forehead, her whole body trembling wildly.

The Red Robe Cardinal prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing frantically, and asked tremblingly, "Your His Holiness the Pope, what should we do next?"

Bibi Dong gripped the scepter tightly, her eyes fierce, and said, "Order the Spirit Holy Hall of Heaven Dou City to be as restrained as possible and not to act rashly. Monitor the movements of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at all times, and report any situation immediately."

"Yes."

The Red Robe Cardinal immediately nodded, then turned and left.

"You may all leave. I need some peace and quiet. No one is allowed to enter without my order."

The Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall immediately turned and left. Perhaps for them, it was already good enough to avoid being punished by His Holiness the Pope, let alone stay here any longer.

Inside the quiet Pope Palace, Pope Bibi Dong was acting like a madwoman, smashing everything in the room to pieces.

"Lin Yuan, I hate you, I hate you so much!"

"I should have killed you in Spirit City back then, and none of this would have happened!"

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with ferocity, her face contorted in a rage, and she roared wildly. But suddenly she felt a sweet taste in her throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood gushed out on the spot.

Seeing the bloodstains on her fingers, Bibi Dong felt a surge of anger and blood rush to her head. She felt a tightness in her chest, her vision went black, and she collapsed to the ground unconscious.

Inside the Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu, the Great Enshrined, stood there quietly, his gaze fixed on the Demon Subduing Douluo kneeling on the ground.

The Sixth Prince, Thousand Jun Douluo, immediately rushed over. Seeing his younger brother so badly injured, he showed a shocked expression.

"What's wrong with you?"

The Demon Subduing Douluo lowered his head in dejection and said, "I'm sorry... Great Enshrined, I failed."

Qian Daoliu came to the Demon Subduing Douluo, helped him up, and said softly, "Jiang Mo, what happened? Who hurt you like this?"

"It's Lin Yuan!"

The Demon Subduing Douluo gritted his teeth and said, "I never expected this guy to have seven Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, and the age of his Soul Bone... it seems they have all reached the 100,000-year level."

These words shocked all the powerful figures in the Worship Hall.

Seven Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?

Six max-level, Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!

How is that possible?!

Everyone in the arena was dressed identically, except for the black of the Soul Douluo and the red of the Titled Douluo; they wore golden robes.

Moreover, the embroidered patterns on each person's robes are different, made of silver thread, each representing their Martial Soul. The gold robes and silver embroidery represent the Elder Hall Enshrinement of the Spirit Hall.

The Spirit Hall has been operating for many years, and its profound foundation is unmatched by any other Soul Master sect. Originally, it had as many as twenty elders at the Titled Douluo level, and even after some of them died, the remaining number is still enormous.

Even more powerful are the offerings within the Elder Hall.

But they had never heard of anyone possessing seven Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, plus six Soul Bones with an age of over 100,000 years!

Qian Daoliu sat in his chair, looking solemnly at the few elders in front of him, and sighed deeply, "A level 99 Titled Douluo... the successor of the Asura God, your failure was expected."

The Demon Subduing Douluo asked with a solemn expression, "Great Enshrined, what should we do next? We can't just let Lin Yuan successfully break through to level 100, can we?"

Qian Daoliu exhaled a deep breath, held one hand behind his back, and said solemnly, "From now on, none of you are allowed to attack Lin Yuan."

"Now that Xue'er wants to receive the inheritance of the Angel God, I can't let anything happen to her, especially to Lin Yuan. You should understand, right?"

If I die, Xue'er will never be able to break through level 100 and become God-level Expert.

That's why Qian Daoliu didn't want to provoke Lin Yuan, and also because he didn't want Lin Yuan to interfere with Xue'er. If he failed, it would be impossible for Xue'er to break through to level 100 in the future.

Golden Crocodile Douluo said with a strange expression, "So, it seems we still need to be patient."

"No way."

Qian Daoliu gripped the Angel Sacred Sword tightly and said softly, "If something unexpected happens, Xue'er's future achievements will definitely be interfered with, and at that time, our Spirit Hall will also be destroyed."

"I cannot become a sinner of the Spirit Hall, nor can I allow the Angel God to be tarnished. I will make Xue'er a true God-level Expert!"

Becoming a god was Qian Daoliu's lifelong dream. If he could help his granddaughter break through level 100 and become God-level Expert, he would do it even if it meant his own death.

Qian Daoliu with one hand behind his back, looking at the Angel Statue in front of him, a strange, almost imperceptible glint in his eyes.

"Angel God, pray that our Xue'er can break through level 100 and become a true God-level Expert."

Heaven Dou City, Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

In the quiet room, Lin Yuan sat cross-legged, his body surging with energy, symbolizing that his strength had reached the level of the Asura God Sword that had appeared here.

"Now that I have completed the first three trials of the Asura God, the fourth trial has not yet come down. Could it be that the Heavenly Dao is interfering again?"

Lin Yuan stroked his chin, looked at the Asura Demon Sword in front of him, and muttered something strange to himself.

Just then, the Asura God King appeared out of thin air and looked at the successor in front of him, feeling equally uneasy.

As the inheritor of his own legacy, he was extremely displeased that Heavenly Dao was interfering with him after only two trials.