Martial Soul Hall's Reaction! Hell Demon God VS King of Slaughter?

In the center of Douluo Continent, Martial Soul City.

Inside the Pope Palace, Bibi Dong stood holding her scepter.

Before her, Chrysanthemum Douluo was reading a report regarding the Sunset Forest.

Several days had already passed since Chen Zidian destroyed the camp and the two sides officially clashed.

There had been no further collisions during this time, and everything seemed to have returned to calm, but neither the Heaven Dou Empire nor Martial Soul Hall dared to let their guard down.

At least six Title Douluo-level powerhouses were enough to keep one on high alert at all times; Bibi Dong received messages from that side almost daily, always feeling that things were not simple, yet she could not find any evidence for the time being.

"Is that all?"

She could not help but knit her brows tightly.

Yue Guan, the Chrysanthemum Douluo, nodded helplessly upon hearing this.

Similar exchanges had occurred countless times recently, and he had become somewhat numb to it.

"Your Eminence, I am very sorry, but there is currently no progress. Those mysterious powerhouses have made no moves, and we have not been able to uncover their identities."

Bibi Dong was not surprised by this, but she felt it was increasingly suspicious; six Title Douluos would not appear for no reason.

Even if it were as Qian Renxue speculated—that they did not cultivate the spirit master system and were not even natives of Douluo—they should still have some origin, right?

Just as she was muttering, hurried footsteps emerged from outside the great hall.

A guard ran in and knelt respectfully.

"Report! Your Eminence, the observers at the City of Slaughter have sent word that an accident seems to have occurred there."

Ghost Douluo, who had been hiding in the shadows, appeared out of thin air like a phantom and snatched the letter from the guard's hand.

He flashed upward, landing steadily beside Bibi Dong, and held the letter up with both hands to present it so they could examine the intelligence together.

"What! An earthquake erupted in the City of Slaughter, and there are clear signs of a crustal collapse? The specific situation is unknown—how could this happen?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo shrieked in a shrill voice, his expression changing drastically.

Bibi Dong's expression was gloomy, though she did not blame Yue Guan.

Instead, she felt a headache; one wave had not yet subsided when another rose. The trouble in the Sunset Forest had not been resolved, and now a new one had emerged?

The City of Slaughter and Martial Soul Hall maintained a secret cooperative relationship; the former imprisoned evil spirit masters, while the latter provided necessary supplies.

Regardless of other aspects, at least Martial Soul Hall had done nothing wrong in this matter; concentrating bad people in a "prison" was better than letting them run rampant.

Now, the continent was in a time of great upheaval.

Had even that place suffered a disaster?

Bibi Dong frowned deeply, suddenly feeling a sense of eeriness. Could there be a connection between the two events?

"Two Elders, this matter is of great importance. You must depart immediately and see exactly what is going on!"

Bibi Dong issued the order immediately.

There were only a small number of observers outside the City of Slaughter.

If a large group of evil spirit masters were to escape, they would be completely unable to resist.

Upon hearing this, Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo realized the severity of the situation, bowed to indicate their understanding, and immediately flew out of the great hall.

Inside the Pope Palace, Bibi Dong was suddenly left alone. She glanced at the intelligence in her hand once more, and worry appeared on her cold, beautiful face.

"The City of Slaughter has a long history and has never experienced an earthquake. Why did one suddenly emerge?"

"If this is like the Sunset Forest, both triggered by that mysterious force, then things will become troublesome."

Bibi Dong whispered to herself.

She was completely unaware that her guess was entirely correct.

At this moment, the chaos in the City of Slaughter was indeed being stirred up by Lin Feng.

Just as she received the intelligence and dispatched Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluo, the great battle had already fully erupted.

The King of Slaughter, whose true form was the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, had run into the Hell Demon God Marbas and launched a violent, unceremonious attack.

From a certain perspective, the two possessed extremely similar attributes; both excelled in blood energy and killing intent, and both possessed related domains, as if they had been taught by the same "master."

"Why do you possess this power?"

Almost in unison, both sides glared and roared.

After a brief clash, each stepped into the void behind them, once again putting some distance between them.

An excited, bloodthirsty smile appeared on the face of the Hell Demon God Marbas; he had not experienced a life-and-death struggle of this intensity in a long time.

Conversely, the King of Slaughter was in no mood to fight; he watched his surroundings with suspicion and unease. The more he looked, the more his scalp tingled—what the hell was going on!

In an instant, the Demon Gods belonging to the vanguard army arrived one after another, having sensed the disturbance.

A full twenty of them appeared in the King of Slaughter's vision, shocking him so much that he could not stop trembling.

Where did so many powerhouses come from? Even Martial Soul Hall would likely find it difficult to gather so many!

Moreover, judging by their appearance, although they possessed human silhouettes, they looked more like "hybrids" of humans and spirit beasts—it was simply unheard of!

"Are you accomplices of Long Xingyu?"

The King of Slaughter gritted his teeth and asked viciously.

However, the numerous Demon Gods maintained their encirclement, yet no one spoke to answer him.

The Necromancy Demon God Samigina, acting as the commander, smiled and instead looked toward Marbas.

"I say, you two are getting a bit intense; do you need help? I would be more than happy to lend a hand."

It would have been better not to bring this up, but the mention only made the atmosphere more violent. Marbas immediately refused, his fighting spirit fully focused on the enemy.

Samigina was not surprised. Seeing this, he nodded casually and waved to the other eighteen Demon Gods, signaling them to continue executing their mission.

The King of Slaughter might have some tricks up his sleeve, but he could at most contend with one of them. His Majesty Lin Feng's orders were more important; they could not abandon the primary goal for the sake of a secondary one.

Immediately, the numerous Demon Gods dispersed once again.

They vanished without a trace, and soon, more screams echoed from afar.

The King of Slaughter's eyes turned scarlet, and his anger caused a flush of red to rise upon his otherwise pale face.

Layer upon layer of blood-colored light rippled out from his body, and energy filled with corrosive power flew outward.

He was not stupid; he understood perfectly well that with his own strength, he could never defeat two opponents at once. Therefore, he did not involve Samigina and focused entirely on dealing with Marbas.

"Slaughter Domain! Go to hell!" This was the King of Slaughter's domain, claimed to be stronger than the Slaughter God's Domain and possessing a "magic-sealing" effect similar to this place, though it was currently ineffective.

"Tch, the light of a firefly daring to compete with the brilliance of the moon? Slaughter Hell Domain!" Marbas spat, similarly mobilizing his domain power. It was no wonder their attributes were identical; even the names were remarkably similar.

The two sides collided once more, blood-colored light covering the sky and earth.

On the surface, they appeared evenly matched, falling into a stalemate for the moment.

Comparing their consumption, the two streams of energy swayed back and forth, feeling as though they could be maintained for a long time.

Yet, at this very moment, the King of Slaughter suddenly changed his move, and a pitch-black shadow emerged from his back.

It lunged like a living creature, swishing toward Marbas, appearing as if it were about to strike a vital point.

"If His Majesty were to learn of your performance today, I fear it would be difficult for you to answer for it."

If this were truly a pure one-on-one, the negligent Marbas would surely be defeated.

But that was not the case; Samigina was right there, and he certainly would not watch his teammate die.

Seeing this, he reacted instantly, his dark-toned Necromancy Domain erupting to intercept the black energy with a boom.

Immediately following, the surging spiritual power of a ninth-rank, sixth-level powerhouse rushed toward the opponent like a tidal wave, as he no longer intended to waste any more time...

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