Martial Soul Divine Throne, Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter

Martial Soul Divine Throne, Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter!

"Boom—"

Qian Renyu sat down.

The golden-red light shrouding the Pope's Palace burst into full radiance.

Its dazzling colors dispelled much of the oppressive atmosphere inside the Pope's Palace, replacing it with an incomparable solemnity.

Seated upon the Throne, Qian Renyu seemed like an extraordinary being who could pass judgment on all things in the world.

Sitting upon a Throne suspended in midair, he gazed down at Bibi Dong, Yue Guan, and Gui Mei inside the Pope's Palace with a dignified, indifferent expression.

Bibi Dong's heart shuddered. She stared at Qian Renyu in disbelief, her cold, beautiful eyes fixed on the brilliant golden Throne beneath him.

She had never heard of a Martial Soul shaped like such a wondrous Throne in all her years. It could rival the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul and might even surpass it by quite a bit.

With a Martial Soul like this, one could imagine just how powerful Qian Renyu must be.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei were equally shaken.

Their horrified gazes focused on the brilliant golden Throne.

The Soul Power surging from the Throne was unmistakable. Even without seeing Soul Rings descend from Qian Renyu, there was no doubt he possessed the strength of a Title Douluo.

The two of them were bona fide Title Douluo themselves, yet under Qian Renyu's gaze, they felt an icy chill run through their limbs.

They had been Title Douluo for many years, but now they felt utterly powerless, as though they couldn't fight back if Qian Renyu attacked them.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei could tell that Qian Renyu had truly reached the Title Douluo realm. Bibi Dong was far stronger than either of them and understood this even more clearly.

She said nothing, watching Qian Renyu's forceful attempt to seize her position with a cold expression, while turmoil churned within her.

But when she thought of Qian Renyu forcing her to relinquish the title of Pope, the turmoil in Bibi Dong's heart twisted into something savage.

In this position, she could accomplish far more. It was only by holding onto it that she could truly achieve what she wanted.

There was no way she would let Qian Renyu take her place!

At the thought, a savage expression appeared on Bibi Dong's cold, beautiful face, and her breathing grew more labored.

Her narrowed eyes flashed with streaks of icy light.

Qian Renyu dares to challenge me right here in the Pope's Palace. Does that mean Qian Daoliu has approved of this?

Qian Renyu has already taken things this far, yet that old man Qian Daoliu still hasn't shown himself. It seems he really has approved.

He hasn't stepped in to stop this, nor has he come to discuss the succession with me. He probably wants to see whether Qian Renyu really has the ability to force me from this position!

At the thought, the coldness in Bibi Dong's eyes flared.

Suddenly, a dangerous glint flickered in her gaze as she looked at Qian Renyu. The phantom of her Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul appeared and disappeared behind her.

Nine Soul Rings descended one after another from above her head.

The moment her ninth Soul Ring, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, appeared, it seemed ready to contend with the Throne beneath Qian Renyu.

"Qian Renyu, if you want to force me from my position, then show me whether you really have what it takes!"

"If you don't have the strength to back it up, get out of here!"

Bibi Dong stepped forward and slammed the Pope's Scepter in her hand against the ground. Her ninth Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring blazed with an even more brilliant red light.

The overwhelming presence of a Title Douluo filled the Pope's Palace.

Under that terrifying pressure, Yue Guan and Gui Mei's hearts leapt into their throats, and cold sweat streamed down their foreheads.

Qian Renyu watched Bibi Dong indifferently, utterly unfazed by the aura she had unleashed.

Like a king, he sat still upon the brilliant golden Throne, resting both hands lightly on the lion carvings at its sides.

Others might be intimidated by Bibi Dong's strength. After all, once a wielder of Twin Martial Souls became a Title Douluo, they could indeed take on several opponents at once.

But Bibi Dong's might was nothing but a joke to him.

The Divine Throne Martial Soul was his true Martial Soul.

The brilliant golden Throne beneath him, for instance, was one of the Six Divine Thrones: the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter, which ruled over judgment and slaughter in the world.

Though the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter wasn't the strongest of the Six Divine Thrones, the Divine Throne of Eternity and Creation truly possessed an invincible presence.

As his strength increased, he would be able to switch freely between the Six Divine Thrones depending on the circumstances.

At present, he wielded the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter. In the future, he might wield the Divine Throne of Fear and Sorrow, or the Divine Throne of Protection and Mercy.

Even the Divine Throne of Eternity and Creation would be within reach once his strength was sufficient. He could switch to it and become a deity capable of creating all things in the world.

Among the Six Divine Thrones, the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter ranked third. It was inferior to the second-ranked Divine Throne of Wisdom and Spirit, and the first-ranked Divine Throne of Eternity and Creation.

Even so, it was far beyond anything Bibi Dong's Death Spider Emperor and Soul-Eater Spider Emperor Martial Souls could hope to match.

Feeling the contempt Qian Renyu exuded, Bibi Dong's brows shot up. She leapt from the steps without a care for appearances and charged straight at him.

At the same time, brilliant red light enveloped the Pope's Scepter in her hand. The unremarkable scepter seemed to transform into the sharpest blade in the world.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei both sucked in a sharp breath. Watching Bibi Dong attack Qian Renyu without holding anything back, they felt their hearts leap so high into their throats that they nearly jumped out.

They instinctively retreated far away, not daring to get involved in the fight between Bibi Dong and Qian Renyu.

At that moment, both Bibi Dong and Qian Renyu could easily kill them outright.

Even among Title Douluo, there were differences in strength. They had already been Title Douluo themselves when Tang Hao, newly risen to the rank, had beaten them half to death.

Qian Renyu paid no attention to Yue Guan and Gui Mei's reactions. He coolly watched Bibi Dong charge at him and gently lifted his right hand from the armrest.

He lightly tapped the air with his fingertip.

The instant his finger came down, a strange rhythm burst forth from the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter.

At the same time, Qian Renyu's lips parted slightly. Two words, devoid of any warmth, slipped from them:

"Judgment!"

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