The End Descends, Formless Realm Divine Power!

Snake Spear Douluo's shrill scream still echoed through the Papal Palace.

Each cry stabbed viciously into the hearts of the remaining six Titled Douluo.

"How dare you!"

A freezing roar suddenly exploded through the hall!

Not a trace of Bibi Dong's usual composure remained on her exquisitely beautiful face. Her eyes, filled with millennia-old ice, churned with towering fury and killing intent.

Since taking control of Spirit Hall, when had she ever encountered such an arrogant wretch?

Before her very eyes, he had crippled Snake Spear Douluo's Martial Soul Avatar with a single move. This was no longer a provocation—it was a blatant trampling of Spirit Hall's dignity!

"Buzz—!"

The Pope's scepter in her hand, embedded with dazzling gemstones, slammed heavily against the floor!

The crisp impact rang out like thunder.

The next instant, a terrifying torrent of soul power erupted from her body!

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red!

Nine incomparably radiant soul rings rose one after another beneath her feet.

The scarlet hundred-thousand-year soul ring slowly revolved at the very top, radiating a deathly still aura that made hearts tremble.

The pressure of a Rank 98 peak Douluo poured forth without restraint, while the phantom of the Death Spider Emperor flickered into view behind her.

Dark green poisonous mist spread across the floor.

Wherever it passed, even the hard bluestone floor corroded, releasing hissing white smoke.

The entire Papal Palace trembled faintly beneath this terrifying pressure.

Glazed tiles from the roof fell in a steady patter.

Qian Renxue instinctively shrank behind Golden Crocodile Douluo, her little face pale, yet her gaze remained fixed on the tall black-robed figure in the center of the hall.

There was not the slightest concern in her golden eyes—only absolute trust.

Golden Crocodile Douluo also tensed his body. Rank 98 against Rank 98—he knew only too well how terrifying the power Bibi Dong was unleashing at this moment was.

What was more, she possessed twin Martial Souls.

Her strength far surpassed that of ordinary Limit Douluo.

Yet as he looked at Qin Zheng's calm and unhurried back, the heart lodged in his throat strangely settled down.

Facing Bibi Dong's all-out soul power pressure, and the vigilant stares of seven Titled Douluo, Qin Zheng remained calm from beginning to end.

He did not even pause for half a step. He merely raised his eyes and gave Bibi Dong a faint glance with his deep, pitch-black gaze.

That glance was tranquil and still, devoid of anger, fear, or even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

It was as though he were looking at an ant baring its fangs and claws at him.

"End."

The two light words slowly left his thin lips.

There was no earth-shattering roar, no thunderous eruption of soul power.

But at the instant those two words fell!

BOOM!!!

A patch of utterly pure blackness—

centered on Qin Zheng, it suddenly spread outward in every direction!

It was not black mist, nor was it shadow. It was true "nothingness."

Light, sound, aura, soul power... the instant everything touched that darkness, it was completely devoured and dissolved, without even the faintest ripple.

The torrent of soul power Bibi Dong had condensed to its limit, carrying the deadly poison of the Death Spider Emperor, was like a rushing river suddenly crashing into a boundless deep sea.

It vanished soundlessly without a trace, unable to stir even a single wave.

The nine dazzling soul rings dimmed abruptly the moment the darkness spread toward them.

It was as though they had been covered in a thick layer of dust, unable to emit even the slightest gleam again.

"Th-This... what kind of power is this!?"

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted sharply, and for the first time, horror appeared on her exquisite face!

She could clearly feel the connection between herself and her Martial Soul being steadily corroded and severed by that darkness.

The soul power coursing through her body seemed to have sunk into a swamp, moving with extreme sluggishness.

She had lived for so many years and seen countless strange Martial Souls and soul skills, yet she had never witnessed such a terrifying power.

It did not destroy. It did not attack. It merely "devoured" everything.

It devoured soul power, devoured light, devoured all vitality and might.

"A Rank 98 peak Douluo holding the line, with seven Titled Douluo joining forces to attack."

"So what?"

Qin Zheng's voice echoed through the boundless darkness, still calm and even, yet carrying an absolute indifference that looked down upon all living beings.

"Are you that strong?"

Those three lightly spoken words were like a resounding slap, viciously striking the faces of every Titled Douluo present.

Porcupinefish Douluo's fat body trembled violently, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

He could feel that darkness steadily closing in. An icy chill crawled up his spine, and never before had the shadow of death loomed so clearly over his heart.

He wanted to run.

Yet his legs felt as though they had been filled with lead. He could not move even half a step.

"This is the Papal Palace. I do not wish to damage it."

Qin Zheng slowly lifted his gaze, not a ripple stirring in his pitch-black eyes.

"You all, get out."

The instant his words fell!

The darkness that had been slowly spreading abruptly transformed into a violent torrent!

"Boom—!!"

An endless black tide, centered on Qin Zheng, surged madly in every direction!

There was not the slightest fluctuation of soul power, yet it carried a terrifying force capable of overturning heaven and earth!

Porcupinefish Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, and the other six Titled Douluo bore the brunt of it.

Before they even had time to react, the black tide slammed viciously into them!

The soul power barriers condensed around their bodies to the utmost limit shattered instantly like paper, and their nine soul rings dimmed in an instant.

Their bodies flew backward like kites with severed strings!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!"

A series of crashes rang out.

The thick walls of the Papal Palace could not stop this force at all.

The six Titled Douluo smashed straight through the glazed tiles of the roof and were sent flying toward the plaza!

Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically. At once, she activated the Death Spider Emperor's fifth soul skill, and a dark-green shield instantly enveloped her body.

But the instant the black tide struck the shield—

The seemingly indestructible soul skill shield dissolved and cracked apart at a visible rate!

"Pfft—!"

She let out a muffled groan, scarlet blood spilling from the corner of her lips. Her body flew backward uncontrollably, likewise smashing through the roof.

She landed on the bluestone pavement in the center of the plaza.

The entire process had taken only a single breath.

Inside the Papal Palace—

It became quiet in an instant.

Qin Zheng's cold gaze swept over the figures sent flying away. He lightly raised a foot, and his figure appeared like a ghost before Snake Spear Douluo, who had already fallen unconscious.

He slowly raised his right foot.

Without the slightest hesitation, he kicked down fiercely!

"Bang!"

A heavy impact rang out.

Snake Spear Douluo's already severely injured body shot out like a cannonball.

Following the trajectory along which Bibi Dong and the others had been blasted away, he smashed through the remaining palace wall and hurtled toward the center of the plaza!

With that—

All eight Titled Douluo-level figures present had been driven out of the Papal Palace.

After doing all this—

Qin Zheng's dark-black dragon robe swayed gently as he stepped forward once more.

His figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

"So... so powerful..."

Qian Renxue stared blankly at him, her golden eyes glittering like they held starlight, her little face filled with worship and awe.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stood beside her, his aged face full of excitement.

His entire body trembled faintly with emotion!

At that moment, both of them had only one thought in their hearts.

The ancestor was too powerful!