The Sun Moon Continent truly was Lin Ya's blessed land, while on the Douluo Continent, an even bigger delivery was on its way...
Heaven Dou City, on a moonless, windy night made for murder.
Outside the New Interception Sect's grounds, a dark mass of figures had already arrived.
At a glance, there were at least two thousand of them! Every one of them possessed at least the cultivation of a Grand Soul Master.
Of course, these two thousand soul masters were merely support. The true main force was the two terrifying presences at the front.
One of them looked young and handsome, with skin as smooth as a beauty's, yet he was actually over ninety years old. He was Spirit Hall's Fifth Worshipper, the level 96 peak Douluo—Light Plume Douluo!
Beside him stood a tall and imposing man, his hair and beard both a brilliant gold. Though he stood there without speaking, the majestic aura around him was enough to make hearts tremble. He was Spirit Hall's Fourth Worshipper, the level 97 peak Douluo—Mighty Lion Douluo!
Looking at the fairly sizable New Interception Sect before him, Mighty Lion Douluo snorted. "Bibi Dong really is useless. She actually suffered such losses at the hands of a tiny sect like this. Now the two of us have to lead the operation ourselves. The Grand Worshipper never should have handed Spirit Hall over to her!"
Mighty Lion Douluo had always had a fiery temper. Seeing his anger, Light Plume Douluo softly tried to calm him.
"Alright, Fourth Brother, stop complaining. The longer the night, the more trouble there may be. Let's deal with this sect quickly and return to the Worship Hall sooner."
"Fine." Mighty Lion Douluo nodded, then led the soul masters behind him charging toward the New Interception Sect.
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