The New Pope, Qian Renchu

"Take her and get lost!" Qian Renchu said with a cold smile.

"Thank you for showing mercy, Your Holiness!" Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo said no more and turned toward Ning Rongrong.

"Dad, Grandpa Sword, I'm not leaving! I'm not leaving!" Ning Rongrong shook her head desperately. "We Shrek Seven Monsters are one!"

But Ning Rongrong's struggle was completely useless. Sword Douluo simply lifted her off the arena like a chick.

Everyone clicked their tongues in astonishment.

Qian Renchu's methods and bearing were far too overbearing—terrifying, even.

Even the renowned Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were so humble before Qian Renchu.

Who would dare offend Spirit Hall so easily in the future?

Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Zhu Zhuqing were all dumbfounded by fright.

Even Qian Renchu had no fear of the forces behind Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong. What could they possibly rely on?

"I surrender! I surrender!" Ma Hongjun pulled a white handkerchief from his pocket.

"Ma Hongjun, you!" Oscar's expression darkened in anger.

"Oscar, don't blame me. It's not that I'm betraying my brothers. As long as there are green hills, there'll be firewood to burn!" Ma Hongjun sighed.

He was still young. So many beauties were waiting for him to flirt with them. He could not die here just like this.

"I... I'll fight alongside Third Brother and Xiao Wu until the very end!" Oscar's eyes hardened.

"So will I!" Zhu Zhuqing held her proud chest high as well.

"Good! Thank you, brothers!" Tang San looked at Oscar and the others emotionally. "With brothers like you, my life has been worth it!"

"Brothers, we'll meet again in the next life! Eighteen years from now, I'll be a good man again!"

"Qian Renchu, die!"

Gritting his teeth, Tang San directly hurled his unique hidden weapon, Yama's Invitation, at Qian Renchu!

Boom! In an instant, Yama's Invitation exploded before Qian Renchu, and purple poison rapidly enveloped him.

"Hahaha! When Yama says you die at the third watch, who dares keep you alive until the fifth!"

Tang San looked excitedly at Qian Renchu. "Qian Renchu, although my Yama's Invitation may not kill you, it's enough to ruin your face and make you wish you were dead!"

However, the smile on Tang San's face soon froze completely.

The purple poison and mist from Yama's Invitation dispersed, revealing Qian Renchu standing there completely unharmed.

Meanwhile, Yama's Invitation was pinched between Qian Renchu's two fingers, as though it had lost all effect.

"What?!" Tang San's pupils contracted sharply as he stared at Qian Renchu.

Logically speaking, at this distance, Yama's Invitation should have stripped a layer of skin from anyone.

Yet Qian Renchu was completely unscathed?!

"Hmph. A little toy like this dares flaunt itself before me?" Qian Renchu sneered coldly.

"Tang San, didn't you say that eighteen years from now, you'd be a good man again?"

"I refuse to let you have your wish!" Qian Renchu said with a chilling gaze. "You've been infected with my Destruction Power. You'll suffer worse than death. To you, death will be more like a release!"

"Besides, I'll conquer this Douluo Continent. Without a few spectators like you, it would truly lack a certain kind of fun."

"I'll torment you properly and make you endure endless suffering in Destruction Hell!"

As Qian Renchu's words fell, he flicked a finger, and a massive black hole appeared before him.

It was as though the gates of true hell had opened. An incomparably powerful dark aura could be felt within it, along with the cries of ghosts and howls of spirits.

Then, the black hole's powerful suction swept toward Tang San, Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun!

"No!"

"Don't!"

Oscar and the others used their Soul Power in terror to anchor themselves in place.

They knew that once they entered Qian Renchu's black hole, they would never see the light of day again and would never escape!

Once they entered, they would suffer worse than death!

But their Soul Power was simply far too weak.

Forget them—even a Title Douluo could not escape Qian Renchu's Destruction Hell!

"Didn't I already surrender?"

"Fuck..." Ma Hongjun was swept into Destruction Hell as well.

"Third Brother!" Xiao Wu watched Tang San and the others being pulled into Destruction Hell while she remained where she was. She screamed heartbreakingly in agony.

"Xiao Wu!"

"Beast! Qian Renchu, you beast!"

Tang San stretched out his hand, desperately trying to break free from Destruction Hell and grasp Xiao Wu's hand. But before he could succeed, he was completely swallowed by Destruction Hell.

Then, the passage to Destruction Hell vanished.

At that moment, Qian Renchu turned his gaze toward Xiao Wu and flicked a finger at her.

Before Xiao Wu could react, destruction shackles, ankle cuffs, and a mouth lock appeared on her body. "From now on, you'll stay in Spirit Hall for the rest of your life, so you won't go out and harm others!"

"Mmph, mmph, mmph..." Xiao Wu, bound in chains all over, curled up on the ground as tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.

Qian Renchu had deliberately chosen not to pull Xiao Wu into the black hole.

He wanted Tang San and Xiao Wu to be separated!

He wanted them to be unable to see each other for all eternity!

Everyone drew sharp breaths. Qian Renchu's methods were simply too tyrannical. Anyone who opposed him or Spirit Hall would suffer worse than death!

Even Qian Renchu's grandfather, Qian Daoliu, could barely bear to watch. His grandson's methods were truly too domineering!

"Shrek Academy harbored a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. The members of the Shrek Team sheltered a Soul Beast, making them traitors to the soul master world. They have already been executed on the spot by Qian Renchu!" Qian Daoliu's voice rang out like a judgment. "I declare that this Spirit Hall Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament has now come to an end!"

"The Spirit Hall Team wins!"

At this moment, no one cared about the result of the Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament anymore.

They only knew that from this day onward, Spirit Hall was not to be offended, and that it was destined for supreme glory. After all, Spirit Hall now had a twenty-three-year-old Ultimate Douluo who was ruthless and decisive in slaughter!

At the same time, the soul masters had long since been scared out of their wits. The moment Qian Daoliu declared the Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament over, they hurriedly left.

It was as though they had been pardoned.

They felt that even breathing was unbearably heavy in Qian Renchu's presence!

"Additionally!" After the soul masters and nobles had left, Qian Daoliu's voice sounded again. "Spirit Hall's Pope, Bibi Dong, has been executed. The position of Pope of Spirit Hall is vacant. I propose that Qian Renchu inherit the position. Does anyone have any objections?"

"We obey the Grand Priest's command!"

"Young Master Qian Renchu is an Ultimate Douluo at such a young age. It is only right!"

Spirit Hall's elders, priests, and all the soul masters respectfully knelt and shouted.

In truth, everyone had long anticipated it. There could be no one but Qian Renchu as the next Pope of Spirit Hall!

"Xiao Chu!" Qian Daoliu then walked to Qian Renchu's side. "Since this is what everyone wishes for, do not decline it."

"I think the coronation ceremony should be held three days from now!"

"Fine. I accept the position of Pope." Qian Renchu looked calmly at the crowd as he spoke.

"I have something to do. I'll be back shortly!" With that, Qian Renchu turned into a streak of black light and shot out of Spirit Hall.

"What is His Holiness the Pope going to do?" The people of Spirit Hall watched Qian Renchu leave in a hurry, all revealing puzzled expressions.