Annihilation? No, Subjugation Was the Way to Go!

If he refused to submit, could he still live?

Without giving it much thought, he retreated explosively, trying to escape the golden palm.

However, the golden palm was far faster than Ju Guan's retreat.

In mere moments, the golden palm caught up to Ju Guan.

The instant Ju Guan entered the golden palm's attack range, it seized the fleeing Ju Guan with lightning speed.

"Break!"

Caught in its grasp, Ju Guan unleashed his Soul Power, trying to break free from the restraint.

However, it was all futile.

After struggling for a while, Ju Guan stopped wasting Soul Power. He raised his head and stared at the sky with dead eyes.

Memories of his earlier life flickered through his mind like a revolving lantern.

Could it be... that he would fall here today?

As he thought about it, Ju Guan's mood grew increasingly bleak.

"Do you submit?"

With a thought from Qin Feng, the golden palm rapidly flew over.

Looking at Ju Guan trapped within the palm, he asked with a grin.

"I submit!"

Ju Guan raised his head, his expression utterly serious.

He had completely submitted. Those thirteen Buddhist beads could turn into phoenixes and palms—what else could he do but submit?

"Good, then."

Hearing that answer, Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction before turning his gaze toward the other battlefields.

By now, the battle between Qiandao Liu, Bald Qiang, and Dashuai had ended with Qiandao Liu's defeat.

Qiandao Liu was kneeling on one knee, barely keeping himself from collapsing by leaning on the golden holy sword in his hand. His long golden hair had become disheveled.

His once-unscathed body was now covered in wounds.

"Just as expected."

Qin Feng nodded slightly, not the least bit surprised.

He would have been surprised if Qiandao Liu had won. If he could still emerge victorious while being jointly attacked by two Extreme Douluo, Qin Feng would surrender without another word.

Coming back to himself, he turned his attention to the battle between Bai Yifei and the nine elders.

Dajin was currently engaged in close-quarters combat with the Demon Bear Douluo.

Since both possessed beast Martial Souls, they fought fiercely back and forth. However, due to the disparity between their Martial Souls, Dajin still held a slight advantage.

Meanwhile, Bai Yifei wielded the Red-and-White Twin Swords, weaving through the seven Title Douluo elders like a dragon.

Judging from Bai Yifei's relaxed demeanor, he had not yet used his full strength. Otherwise, the battle would have ended long ago.

"Stay put!"

Qin Feng stopped paying attention to Dajin's battle. After warning Ju Guan, he controlled the giant golden hand and planted Ju Guan into the ground.

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Ju Guan, stuck in the earth, was full of question marks. Was this any way to treat a Title Douluo prisoner of war?

He shook his head. Although he could easily break out of the ground, he did not want to be caught by that golden Buddhist palm again.

So, he could only crane his head upward and watch the battle in the sky.

Meanwhile, Qin Feng flew over to Bibi Dong's side.

"What are you doing here?"

When Bibi Dong saw Qin Feng fly over, her expression changed slightly as if she were facing a formidable enemy.

"Heh, so even Her Holiness the Pope can be afraid? I thought Your Holiness would always remain so confident."

Noticing Bibi Dong's reaction, Qin Feng chuckled.

"Hmph! Did you come here just to mock me?"

Bibi Dong did not lower her guard. She frowned, ready to strike at any moment.

Although the Rakshasa God's divine trial restrictions prevented her from casually using her Martial Soul and Soul Power, if her life were threatened, she could no longer afford to care about that.

"Mock you? Do you think I even need to mock you? Isn't this battle itself silently mocking you?"

Qin Feng stood beside Bibi Dong, his gaze fixed on the battle in the distance as he spoke.

At those words, Bibi Dong fell silent. Yes! Even if Qin Feng did not mock her, this battle was enough to explain everything.

She had been too confident!

So confident that she believed bringing out every trump card Spirit Hall possessed would be enough to annihilate Qin Feng, yet she had forgotten even the most basic reconnaissance.

But who could have imagined that Qin Feng had a full four Extreme Douluo? If anyone was to blame, it could only be her own excessive arrogance.

"Spirit Hall truly is powerful—powerful enough to disregard the Upper Three Sects and the two great empires."

Qin Feng spoke softly, as though he were speaking to Bibi Dong, yet also as though he were talking to himself.

If he had not possessed the system, Spirit Hall would have been an existence he could only look up to for his entire life.

"But in the end, didn't we still lose to you?"

Bibi Dong's eyes flickered slightly as she spoke with a bitter smile.

"No, you haven't lost."

Qin Feng shook his head, already having made his decision.

Destroying Spirit Hall was certainly possible, but if he did so, the continent would inevitably descend into chaos. Even if he sent people to take over Spirit Hall, its branch halls were too numerous to count.

By the time he finished taking them over, it would be far too late.

During that time, the two great empires would definitely try to get involved.

After all, who would not want to take a bite out of such a huge piece of meat?

When that happened, his forces would be scattered once again.

What was more, he still had to deal with the mess that was the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School. His already limited strength would be stretched even thinner.

So rather than destroy Spirit Hall, it would be better to spare it. Perhaps "subjugate" was a more fitting word.

He believed that after this battle, Spirit Hall would surely become deeply wary of him.

Of course, if Spirit Hall still dared to make any moves behind his back during this time, he would not mind destroying it.

He could clearly distinguish between an obedient Spirit Hall and one that might rebel at any moment.

Besides, he had already won over Qiandao Liu's granddaughter. Killing the old man's grandfather after that would be somewhat unscrupulous.

Was he that kind of person?

Of course not.

Coming back to his senses, Qin Feng's gaze fell upon the battlefield.

Dajin had already defeated the Demon Bear Douluo. He stood with one foot on the Demon Bear Douluo's body, his face full of pride.

He was finally no longer the Dajin who hid in the rear whenever battle began!

On the other side, after noticing that Dajin had finished his battle, Bai Yifei stopped holding back as well.

"Seventh Soul Skill! Tool Soul Avatar!"

Bai Yifei shouted softly, and a faint red glow bloomed in his eyes.

The Red-and-White Twin Swords in his hands also erupted with boundless murderous aura.

That murderous aura even faintly dyed the sky blood-red.

Then, Bai Yifei's figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.

He reappeared behind Ghost Douluo and thrust a sword toward his abdomen.

However, because Qin Feng had spared Ju Guan, he did not deliver a killing blow, only inflicting serious injuries.

After injuring Ghost Douluo, his figure vanished from the spot again.

After that, every time he appeared, an elder from the Elders' Hall fell to the ground.

In only a few breaths, the many Elders' Hall elders had all fallen to the ground, seriously wounded.