In the Worship Hall of Spirit City.
Qian Daoliu, Qian Xunji, and the Six Enshrined Elders watched Bibi Dong get brutally thrashed by a Soul Ancestor-level Xuan Xiao on the Soul Tool Screen. They closed their eyes, unable to bear it.
Brutal. It was simply too brutal.
This was the Virtual Space Device Xuan Xiao had sent over with a Puppet. Bibi Dong sat in a chair wearing a helmet, her whole body twitching as though she were receiving electric shocks.
That was because the Xuan Xiao on-screen wasn't using the Explosive Giant Fist Martial Soul they knew. He was using Summoning Money.
The Soul Beasts he had summoned were ten-thousand-year Thunderous Hell Prison Vines. Four of the damn things!
The vines thrashed wildly through the Virtual Space like four enormous blue-purple pythons. Electricity crackled along every one of them as they whipped Bibi Dong until she rolled across the ground.
The sight was unbearable. The mighty pope of Spirit Hall, a Level 98 Peak Douluo, was being spun like a top by four vines without a chance to fight back.
Qian Daoliu watched the screen, his aged face twitching.
"I know that isn't the real Xuan Xiao, but I genuinely want to beat him right now."
Golden Crocodile Douluo sat beside him, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked.
"Count me in."
Bibi Dong's eyes flew open. She ripped off the helmet and slammed it to the floor, her eyes blazing with fury.
"Xuan! Xiao!"
She clutched her chest. She was so angry she thought she might explode!
She had thought his First Martial Soul was freakish enough. She hadn't expected him to have a Second Martial Soul too.
Qian Xunji stood nearby, his lips trembling.
"Dong... Dong'er."
Bibi Dong drew a deep breath, her chest heaving.
"I'm