Martial Soul Hall Alliance, Landing on Sea God Island (Part 1)

[Douluo I Period]

Martial Soul City, Pope's Palace.

The golden Sky Screen in the sky receded like a tide.

The world seemed to return to its former tranquility.

But everyone knew that some things had changed forever.

Dead silence.

A silence so suffocatingly oppressive shrouded the magnificent Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong sat upright on her throne, motionless, like a stunning ice sculpture.

Yet, within her deep purple phoenix eyes, a rage and killing intent capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas surged.

She had failed...

The grand ambition she had pursued her entire life, the one capable of overturning the entire continent's landscape, had failed in the future foretold by the Sky Screen!

Not only had she failed, but the entire Martial Soul Hall—the place she both loved and hated, and into which she had poured countless efforts—had vanished without a trace ten thousand years later!

And the root cause of all this was actually linked to that name—Tang San!

Tang Hao's son!

It was the Tang family again!

"Hehe... hehehehe..."

A low, cold laugh emanated from Bibi Dong's throat, causing Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo below to shiver uncontrollably.

They could clearly feel that the Pope was currently on the verge of a violent outburst.

"Since heaven wills my defeat and the destruction of my Martial Soul Hall..."

Bibi Dong slowly stood up, looking down at everyone in the hall from her high position; her voice was not loud, but it carried an iron-clad determination.

"Then I shall... defy this heaven!"

"Pass on my orders!"

"Yue Guan, Gui Mei!"

"Your subordinates are here!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo knelt on one knee, their expressions solemn.

"The Hunt Soul Operation, begin it ahead of schedule!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the pupils of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo constricted sharply!

Ahead of schedule?

There was still a considerable preparation period left before the originally planned time!

But they dared not show the slightest hesitation, only responding in deep voices:

"Yes! Your Majesty the Pope!"

"The targets are the Upper Three Sects! Start with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

"And that Shrek Academy, I want it reduced to ashes!"

Madness flickered in Bibi Dong's eyes.

"At the same time, mobilize all of Martial Soul Hall's intelligence networks. Spare no cost to find Tang San's whereabouts for me!"

"I want to crush his bones with my own hands!"

However, just as her voice fell and she prepared to issue the order to depart.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three massive, heart-stopping, terrifying auras descended without warning!

Under this pressure, the expressions of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo changed drastically; they felt their very souls trembling!

This is... the aura of the High Priests!

And it wasn't just one!

Three High Priests had descended simultaneously!

Bibi Dong's expression turned icy to the extreme in an instant.

She suddenly raised her head to look at the entrance of the main hall, killing intent flashing in her beautiful purple eyes.

"Qian Daoliu! You finally couldn't help yourself and decided to make a move against me!"

The soul power within her erupted with a roar.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—nine soul rings rose abruptly.

That scarlet hundred-thousand-year soul ring radiated a light of pure despair!

The auras of the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul-Eater Spider Emperor intertwined, forcefully pushing back those three terrifying waves of pressure!

At the entrance of the grand hall, the space rippled slightly.

Three figures emerged silently.

Leading them was an exceptionally tall and burly old man.

He was shirtless, his bronze skin covered in golden patterns, his golden hair resembling a lion's mane, and his entire being radiated an unparalleled, domineering aura.

It was none other than the Second Worship of the Worship Hall, a level 98 power attack system Title Douluo, Golden Crocodile Douluo!

And behind him were Qianjun Douluo and Falling Devil, who had just seen the tragic future of their descendants on the Sky Screen!

Their expressions were incredibly complex, filled with both relief and monstrous killing intent.

"Bibi Dong, withdraw your killing intent."

Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice was as resonant as a bell.

"We are not here to cause trouble for you today."

"Not here to cause trouble?"

Bibi Dong let out a cold laugh, though the killing intent on her body did not weaken in the slightest.

"Then what is the reason for the three of you gracing my Pope's Palace with your presence? Are you here to invite me for tea?"

She did not believe for a second that Qian Daoliu and the Worship Hall had any good intentions.

"We have come under the orders of the Great Worship."

"Qian Daoliu?" Bibi Dong's brows furrowed tightly. "What orders does he have?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo swept his gaze across the hall and spoke slowly:

"The Great Worship says that the appearance of the Sky Screen has changed the future, hearts are wavering, and the eyes of the entire continent are focused on our Martial Soul Hall."

"At this moment, attacking the Upper Three Sects is not a good opportunity."

"Not only will we fail to catch them off guard, but it will also cause other forces to unite completely against us."

Bibi Dong sneered:

"And so?"

"You want me to abandon the Hunt Soul Operation, continue to watch them grow stronger, and wait to be destroyed by that brat named Tang San?"

"No."

Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head.

Behind him, Qianjun Douluo and Falling Devil could no longer hold back and stepped forward.

"Bibi Dong, you saw the future predicted by the Sky Screen."

"Our Martial Soul Hall... was destroyed!"

Falling Devil spoke immediately after, his voice filled with suppressed rage:

"And my descendant, Qiangu Wangyan, bore a blood feud to revive the Martial Soul Hall, lurking for a hundred years, only to meet such an end!"

"All of this is inseparable from Tang San and that Shrek!"

Bibi Dong's eyes flickered slightly, but she still did not lower her guard:

"So? What are you trying to say?"

"Therefore!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice rose sharply, filled with unquestionable authority.

"The Great Worship's intention is to suspend operations against other forces."

"From now on, our entire Martial Soul Hall has only one goal--"

"Use all our power... to hunt down Tang San!"

He stared intensely at Bibi Dong, saying each word clearly:

"The Great Worship has decreed!"

"Starting today, we six Worships will fully cooperate with every action of the Pope, solely to execute Tang San!"

As these words fell, the entire Pope's Palace fell into a deathly silence.

The frost on Bibi Dong's face slowly melted, replaced by deep shock and disbelief.

Since she took office, the Pope's Palace and the Worship Hall had been locked in a power struggle, as incompatible as fire and water.

She managed the Pope's Palace, handling external affairs, daily operations, and military conquests.

Qian Daoliu sat in the Worship Hall, managing internal affairs, guarding the foundation and heritage of the Martial Soul Hall, and subtly keeping her power in check.

There were irreconcilable contradictions between the two.

Furthermore, there was the death of Qian Xunji...

She did not doubt for a moment that after the Sky Screen's revelation, the first thing that old man Qian Daoliu would want to do was get rid of her!

Yet now, he was actually willing to let the elders help her?

As if seeing through her doubts, Golden Crocodile Douluo continued:

"The Great Elder's exact words were—"

"Matters within our Martial Soul Hall, even if we are to fight, must be settled behind closed doors within our own family!"

"But we will never tolerate outsiders interfering!"

"At a time like this, we must first completely eliminate this outsider who threatens Martial Soul Hall!"

Every word from Golden Crocodile Douluo was resonant and forceful, striking the ground with the sound of metal!

Bibi Dong fell silent.

She stared fixedly into the eyes of the three men, including Golden Crocodile Douluo, attempting to find even the slightest trace of falsehood or conspiracy.

But all she saw was resolve and determination!

She slowly retracted her martial soul and spirit rings, and that monstrous killing intent receded along with them.

Now was not the time for infighting.

Regardless of how deep the hatred between her and Qian Daoliu ran, in the face of Martial Soul Hall's survival, it had to be set aside for the moment!

What's more, with the addition of the Worship Hall—a force powerful enough to sweep across the continent—her chances of altering the future would increase significantly!

"Fine."

Bibi Dong said only one word.

Yet this single word represented an unprecedented united front reached between the Pope's Palace and the Worship Hall!

"Since that is the case, then no more wasted words!"

Bibi Dong turned abruptly, her papal robes fluttering without a breeze, and a killing intent, colder and purer than before, soared into the sky!

"Everyone, move out!"

"Find Tang San, and show no mercy!"