Stripped of Soul Power and Soul Rings (Please Recommend and Bookmark)

Rain poured down, shrouding all of Spirit Hall.

Qian Xunji released his Soul Power and raised an invisible barrier. Every drop that fell within thirty feet of him was instantly repelled.

He remained perfectly dry, a stark contrast to the drenched Lin Feng.

Qian Xunji looked smug, his eyes full of mockery.

"Lin Feng, what do you have to say for yourself now?"

"You went to both the Elder Hall and the Worship Hall. Did a single person believe you were innocent?"

"If you'd admitted to molesting Dong'er earlier, I could have handled it privately as your teacher and spared you some of the punishment."

"But now that things have gone this far, how can I go easy on you? You molested your senior sister as her junior brother and your fiancée as her fiancé. If such a vile, shameless crime goes unpunished, everyone will follow your example. Spirit Hall and the whole Douluo Continent will fall into chaos!"

Lin Feng tilted his head back and let the rain lash his face. He had lost all faith in Spirit Hall's leadership and could no longer be bothered to defend himself.

"Heh. If you're determined to condemn me, you'll always find an excuse!"

"Qian Xunji, I never molested Bibi Dong. I've said it before, and I'll keep saying it."

"Strip me of my position as Holy Son, then. I'm leaving Spirit Hall. From now on, we go our separate ways. We have nothing to do with each other."

Lin Feng's voice was resolute. He turned and walked away, leaving only a solitary, upright figure behind.

Killing intent flashed through Qian Xunji's eyes. Lin Feng might not be as gifted as Bibi Dong, but his talent was not to be underestimated.

A level 52 Soul King at twelve years old!

If he left Spirit Hall, became a Titled Douluo, and returned as an enemy, he could cause them considerable trouble.

Qian Xunji roared, "You think you can leave, Lin Feng? Everything you've achieved came from Spirit Hall. You can't just walk away!"

"I'll give you one more chance. Stay in Spirit Hall, and I'll only strip you of your title as Holy Son and send you to train in the Lost Grand Canyon for three years."

Deep down, Qian Xunji thought, Heh. In three years, Dong'er and I will already have a child. Lin Feng can serve as our child's protector.

Lin Feng's expression turned icy. Both his parents had been red-robed bishops of Spirit Hall. They had died while hunting Fallen Soul Masters.

Without moving his body, he turned his head and looked back with the gaze of a hunting hawk.

"If I give Spirit Hall everything I've gained, can Spirit Hall give me back my parents?"

"I owe you nothing!"

Qian Xunji flinched at that predatory look, then his eyes darkened.

"You molested Dong'er, and you think you can just leave? Keep dreaming."

"To stop a wretched disciple like you from using his abilities to do evil again, I'll take back your Soul Power and Soul Rings."

Boom!

As soon as he spoke, holy light erupted from Qian Xunji. Three pairs of golden wings spread behind him, and an Angel Phantom formed at his back.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

Nine Soul Rings rose and pulsed around him.

The terrifying pressure of a Titled Douluo drove away every drop of rain within a hundred meters, leaving a dry clearing.

Lin Feng's eyes grew grave. No wonder this monster of a teacher could harbor such thoughts about his own disciple.

He could falsely accuse the child of two Spirit Hall martyrs without a second thought. Now he even wanted to strip him of his Soul Power and Soul Rings.

Hatred, fury, and hostility surged through Lin Feng. One day, when I become the strongest on the continent, I'll wipe out that sanctimonious Angel lineage.

And you, Bibi Dong—little fairy, ungrateful wretch—once I've taken all your Soul Power, if you live long enough, I'll show you just whom you falsely accused.

Lin Feng used Martial Soul Possession. A pair of iridescent wings spread behind him, and his black hair turned a dazzling array of colors. Indigo markings appeared at the corners of his eyes, while a multicolored feather mark glowed on his forehead.

Already handsome, he now looked like a peacock displaying its plumage, breathtakingly beautiful.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black.

Five Soul Rings pulsed around him.

An idea struck Lin Feng. Once he took Bibi Dong's Soul Power, he would become a Titled Douluo outright. Those eyesore Hundred-Year Soul Rings and Thousand-Year Soul Rings truly weren't worthy of him.

He looked at Qian Xunji. Then you can give me a hand.

"Fine! Come on!"

"Today, I, Lin Feng, will let you strip away my Soul Power and Soul Rings. I'll return it all to you, Qian Xunji, and to Spirit Hall!"

"But if you and Spirit Hall can't give me back my parents, I'll come to collect that debt one day!"

His voice rang out in every direction.

The seven elders of the Elder Hall shook their heads and sighed.

To them, Lin Feng had lost his mind. Once stripped of his Soul Power and Soul Rings, he would be powerless. How could he still hope to collect a debt from Spirit Hall?

"Young and hotheaded. He doesn't know when to bend!"

"He keeps defying His Holiness the Pope, threatening to let him strip away his Soul Power and Soul Rings. Who does he think he's punishing?"

"Lin Feng used to seem clever. If he'd bowed his head and admitted to molesting the Holy Maiden, he'd have carried the disgrace for the rest of his life, but he could have stayed in Spirit Hall. He wouldn't have lost his Soul Power and Soul Rings!"

Bibi Dong looked at Lin Feng's beautiful form. Amazement flashed through her eyes, followed at once by jealousy.

A man was better-looking than her.

With his Peacock Martial Soul Possession, he looked ten times—no, a hundred times—better than she did with her Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul Possession.

After seeing Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong had begun to feel an indescribable sense of superiority about how ugly she looked under Martial Soul Possession.

That Purple-Skinned Pig's fat, ugly body was even more revolting than the Death Spider Emperor and Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor.

With you, Lin Feng, I only feel inferior. With Xiaogang, I feel superior.

Inside the Worship Hall!

"Great Enshrined!"

Several of the enshrined turned to Qian Daoliu. His expression remained calm, and he said nothing.

Watching the child of two Spirit Hall martyrs be crushed did not sit well with him.

But the one doing the crushing was his son, so that changed things.

All of Spirit Hall belonged to the Qian Family.

Lin Feng was little more than a servant. By opposing his master, he had sealed his fate.

Outside!

Qian Xunji smiled coldly. Whatever bond he had once felt with his disciple was gone.

"Fine, fine. I'll strip you of your Soul Power and Soul Rings right now."

Drawing on his Angel Martial Soul, he wielded Angel Divine Power. A golden pillar of light shot skyward, scattering the layers of dark cloud.

Angel Divine Power crashed into Lin Feng like a wave against the shore. It felt as though his body were being torn apart by a thousand blades, and the agony twisted his face.

The power tore his fifth Soul Ring and a vast amount of Soul Power from his flesh.

Then came a second surge of Angel Divine Power, a third...

They struck Lin Feng one after another, ripping away his Soul Rings in turn while great quantities of Soul Power spilled from him.

Soon Lin Feng's face was deathly pale and his aura had weakened to almost nothing. Not a single Soul Ring remained around him.