Entering Spirit Hall

[The revisions from the past two days were to pass the review, which delayed things for several days. But the author went into a little room for an in-depth exchange with Shen He, and he said he would never dare do it again.]

After Xiong Da and Xiong Er bought their candied hawthorn skewers, Qin Feng continued wandering around Spirit City. It was not until noon was approaching that he headed toward Spirit Hall.

A short while later, Qin Feng and the others appeared outside Spirit Hall.

Just as he was about to enter, the guards outside Spirit Hall stopped him.

"Unauthorized personnel are not permitted inside."

The guard raised the spear in his hand and blocked Qin Feng and the others, looking at them with arrogant eyes, completely unconcerned that he might have mistaken them for someone else.

After all, his family had done this job for generations.

Though their strength might not have been much, their ability to read people and assess situations had long been honed to perfection. He could be certain that there was no such person within Spirit Hall.

"Hiss! I forgot to ask Bibi Dong for a Papal Token."

Qin Feng did not get angry at the sight of the guard blocking his way. After all, this was his first time coming to Spirit Hall, so it was only natural for the guard to stop him.

"Please inform Her Holiness the Pope that Qin Feng has arrived."

Qin Feng spoke calmly.

"Who the hell do you think you—"

The guard was about to curse at him, but before the words could leave his mouth, he saw nine Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, black as ink, suddenly rise around the man before him.

"A... a Titled Douluo!"

The guard's eyes widened at the sight, his gaze filled