Blue Yu Was Actually the Founder of Wuhun Hall? Bibi Dong Was Shocked: What Kind of Monster Had Appeared Again?!

"God Ancestor, your servant has arrived."

Qian Daoliu spoke respectfully.

A dazzling golden light separated from Qian Daoliu's body and shot straight into the stone door.

Accompanied by a dull rumble, the stone door slowly opened.

At the center of the secret chamber stood a lifelike statue.

It was not the Six-Winged Angel, but a handsome man with a tall, upright figure.

Countless crystalline Blue Silver Grass vines coiled around him.

Though it was only a statue, it radiated a heart-palpitating vitality and pressure.

Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with shock.

"Th-this is the Blue Silver Emperor God Statue?"

"Correct."

Qian Yuhan's voice echoed through the secret chamber.

"Inject your soul power into the statue's base, undo the seal, and see what was left inside."

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and did as she said.

In an instant, the statue blazed with light, and an immense, ancient stream of information flooded into his mind.

A moment later, Qian Daoliu abruptly opened his eyes, his entire body shaking violently.

With a thud, he fell to his knees before the statue, his voice stammering from overwhelming shock.

"Th-this Lord Lan Yu was actually the man who founded Wuhun Hall alongside you twenty thousand years ago... your husband?!"

"He... he is the true origin of our Angel Clan's Blue Silver Emperor bloodline?!"

Qian Yuhan let out a soft sigh. Her majestic voice carried a rare hint of gentleness and remembrance.

"Now do you understand why I gave the order that you must never offend him?"

Qian Daoliu repeatedly kowtowed, his aged face flushed red with excitement, even his voice trembling.

"Your servant understands!

Lord Lan Yu is the true founder of Wuhun Hall!

He is the ancestor of our Angel lineage!"

"Rest assured, God Ancestor!"

Qian Daoliu suddenly raised his head, his gaze fervent and resolute.

"Your servant will gather all the Consecration Hall's consecrated priests at once and immediately notify Pope Bibi Dong!

Even if we must search the entirety of Douluo Continent, we will find traces of the Founder!"

"Go."

Qian Yuhan reminded him softly.

"Remember, he keeps a low profile. Do not make a grand spectacle and provoke his displeasure.

If you find him, everything shall follow his wishes.

Everyone in Wuhun Hall shall treat him as they would treat me!"

"Your servant obeys!

I will not fail!"

Qian Daoliu left the secret chamber, and the heavy stone door slowly closed once more.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the wild joy and shock in his heart. His imposing voice instantly spread across all of Martial Soul Mountain.

"All consecrated priests of the Consecration Hall, come to the main hall immediately to discuss matters! Also, summon Pope Bibi Dong to see me!"

A short while later, inside the Consecration Hall's main hall.

Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other six great consecrated priests had gathered. They looked at one another, unable to understand why the Grand Consecrated Priest was so anxious.

Outside the hall, Bibi Dong entered with her scepter in hand, her expression cold and detached.

"Grand Consecrated Priest, the Ranking Screen has only just descended. Why have you urgently summoned us at this time?"

Bibi Dong frowned slightly, her tone carrying her usual aloofness.

Qian Daoliu paid no heed to her attitude. His gaze swept over the crowd as he spoke in a deep voice.

"Just now, the Angel God Ancestor manifested and bestowed the highest divine decree!"

The entire hall was shocked by those words.

Golden Crocodile Douluo hurriedly stepped forward.

"Big Brother, what instructions did the God Ancestor give?

Does it concern the Ranking Screen?"

"Regarding the Ranking Screen, the God Ancestor has ordered us to wait and observe."

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, his gaze becoming incomparably fervent.

"The divine decree bestowed by the God Ancestor concerns a matter of utmost importance to the very foundation of Wuhun Hall!

From this moment onward, mobilize every spy and intelligence network of Wuhun Hall. At all costs, find someone!"

Bibi Dong's frown deepened.

"Find someone?

Who?"

"His name is Lan Yu."

Qian Daoliu spoke each word slowly and clearly.

"Lan Yu?"

Bibi Dong searched her memories at high speed, yet found nothing.

"Is there such a peak expert on Douluo Continent?

Is he worth Wuhun Hall making such a massive mobilization?"

"Pope, watch your words!"

Qian Daoliu suddenly stomped his foot. Vast soul power shook the main hall until it hummed.

"This Lord Lan Yu is the true founder who established Wuhun Hall with the Angel God Ancestor twenty thousand years ago!

And more than that... he is the God Ancestor's husband!"

"What?!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo cried out in shock, while the other consecrated priests sucked in cold breaths.

Bibi Dong's pupils constricted sharply, and the hand gripping her scepter suddenly tightened.

"A man from twenty thousand years ago?

Grand Consecrated Priest, are you certain he is still alive?"

"Could the God Ancestor's personal death order possibly be false?"

Qian Daoliu stared coldly at Bibi Dong.

"Bibi Dong, I do not care how you usually conduct yourself in the Papal Hall, but you must personally oversee this matter!

The God Ancestor has decreed that if the Founder is found, everyone in Wuhun Hall must receive him with the highest honors and treat him as they would the God Ancestor!"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, suppressing the stormy waves in her heart as she said coldly.

"I understand.

I will immediately issue a papal decree, ordering every main Wuhun Hall and branch hall within the two empires to search with all their strength for the whereabouts of Lord Lan Yu."

"Remember, do not make a grand spectacle and displease the Founder!"

Qian Daoliu sternly warned them again.

"If anyone dares offend him in the slightest, there will be no need for the God Ancestor to punish them. This old man will be the first to split them alive!"

"Rest assured, Big Brother!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo trembled all over with excitement.

"If we can welcome the Founder back, Wuhun Hall will surely usher in unprecedented glory!

We will personally descend the mountain to search for him at once!"

Bibi Dong said nothing further. She merely gave the Angel God Statue at the center of the hall a deep look, then turned and left swiftly.

"Lan Yu... a founder who has lived for twenty thousand years..."

Bibi Dong murmured quietly, vaguely sensing that this would be unfavorable to her.

But there was nothing she could do about it.

Inside the Papal Hall.

Bibi Dong sat upright upon her throne, looking down at Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, who had hurried over.

"Your Holiness, why did the Grand Consecrated Priest urgently summon you?"

Yue Guan asked cautiously.

Bibi Dong said coldly.

"Qian Daoliu received a divine decree from the Angel God.

He ordered us to devote all of Wuhun Hall's strength to finding someone named Lan Yu."

"Lan Yu?"

Gui Mei's hoarse voice carried confusion.

"Who is this person?

How could he alarm the Angel God Ancestor into issuing a divine decree?"

"The Angel God's husband from twenty thousand years ago, the true founder of Wuhun Hall."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei were horrified, both drawing sharp breaths.

"Twenty thousand years ago?!

How could that be possible..."

"The divine decree has been issued. We have no choice but to believe it."

Bibi Dong cut them off, a trace of gloom flashing through her eyes.

"Pass down the order. Have spies in every region search in secret.

But remember this..."

Bibi Dong leaned forward slightly, her gaze turning cold.

"If there are any clues about Lan Yu, report them to me immediately!

The Consecration Hall must not get there first.

Also, this man is extremely dangerous. You may only investigate; do not alert him under any circumstances!"

"Your subordinates obey!"

The two answered in unison.

After Yue Guan and Gui Mei withdrew with their orders, Bibi Dong returned alone to the secret chamber deep within the Papal Hall.