Qian Daoliu Asks the Price, Di Yao Dares to Make the Worship Hall Pay for a Seat at the Table

Before Di Yao set out, a summons from the Worship Hall arrived.

The visitor was no ordinary Deacon.

He was a Soul Sage under Falling Devil Douluo.

He stood outside the Pope Palace, his tone far from polite.

"Di Yao, the Grand Worship wishes to see you."

Hu Liena immediately frowned.

"Now?"

The Soul Sage replied blandly, "Now."

The atmosphere stiffened slightly.

Grand Worship.

Qian Daoliu.

Those three words carried an extraordinarily special weight within Spirit Hall.

Even those of the Pope Palace could not pretend they had not heard them.

Hu Liena looked at Di Yao.

"Should we report to Teacher first?"

Di Yao shook his head.

"No need."

Hu Liena said quietly, "The Worship Hall looking for you at a time like this may not be a good thing."

Di Yao said, "Of course it isn't."

"Then you're still going?"

Di Yao raised his eyes toward the Worship Hall.

"If a bad thing is handled properly, it can become a resource."

With that, he headed toward the Worship Hall.

Hu Liena wanted to follow, but the Soul Sage stopped her.

"The Grand Worship will see only Di Yao."

Hu Liena's expression turned slightly cold.

Di Yao did not look back.

"Wait for me."

Hu Liena stopped.

As she watched Di Yao walk alone toward the Worship Hall, unease inexplicably rose in her heart.

The Worship Hall was unlike the Pope Palace.

The Pope Palace was the center of power.

The Worship Hall was more like a mountain standing beneath the shadow of a Divine Statue.

After entering the Worship Hall's grounds, the surrounding sounds noticeably dwindled.

There were no noisy Deacons.

No clerks hurrying back and forth.

Only rows of pristine white stone pillars and, at the end, a towering Angel Statue.

Di Yao entered the hall, and