Spirit City, First Meeting with Bibi Dong, Instantly Defeating Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo!

As for why they took a carriage...

Of course, it was to admire the scenery along the way.

Although he could reach Spirit City with a single thought of his divine sense.

Yao Xuan had that little bit of time to spare.

The experiences along the way were something he valued, too.

And so, the journey passed without further words.

A week later, Yao Xuan finally arrived at Spirit City with Gu Yuena and Xiao Wu.

Looking into the distance, a city appeared at the edge of their vision.

That was Spirit City.

Compared to Nuoding City, Spirit City was more than just a little larger.

Its walls stood over eighty meters high and more than thirty meters thick, built entirely from hard granite.

Standing beneath the walls and looking up, their sheer height alone was enough to make one's neck ache.

When it truly stood before them, the impact was anything but small.

More unusually, this city was not the common square shape.

It had six walls in total, forming a hexagon.

A huge relief was embedded in each of the six walls.

Each relief depicted a powerful martial soul, identical to the designs on Spirit Hall's tokens.

Those patrolling the walls were not ordinary soldiers, either.

Dressed in Spirit Hall's standard uniforms, each had a steady aura-they were all Soul Masters.

"Those walls are so tall!"

Sitting in the carriage, Xiao Wu clung to the curtain and exclaimed softly.

Yao Xuan said nothing, simply having the carriage drive straight into the city.

Compared to the towering walls outside, the city itself seemed rather empty.

There were few pedestrians on the streets and few shops on either side.

Most of what these shops sold were things only Soul Masters could use.

After all, this was the city of Soul Masters, and the holy land all Soul Masters yearned for.

As they traveled along, Yao Xuan looked up.

This hexagonal city had actually been built around a hill.

Halfway up the hill stood an exceedingly magnificent building.

It had a columned structure and a domed roof, its exterior entirely covered in a golden material.

Under the sunlight, the whole building glittered.

That was the Pope's Palace.

Spirit Hall's supreme ruler lived there.

At the very top of the hill stood another building.

Only a third the size of the Pope's Palace, it had a similar design, but its exterior gleamed white as jade.

That was Douluo Hall.

Only deceased Titled Douluo were qualified to reside there.

It was precisely because of Douluo Hall's presence that all of Spirit City was shrouded in that faint aura that inspired worship.

"Let's go."

Yao Xuan withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "We're going to the Pope's Palace."

Before the Pope's Palace, a long flight of steps stretched like a ribbon of silk.

Two rows of armed guards stood before the palace doors, their vigilance forbidding.

But...

Against Yao Xuan, it was useless.

He did not walk into the Pope's Palace.

Instead, with a single thought of his divine sense, he appeared in the very center of the Pope's Palace.

He looked around.

Columns supported the dome, and the walls on either side were covered with murals of Spirit Hall throughout the ages.

At the end of the great hall was a raised dais.

Upon the throne on the dais sat an exceptionally beautiful woman.

She was not tall, and her luxurious black robe, trimmed with golden patterns, fell to her ankles.

Her long purple hair spilled down behind her shoulders.

Her fair skin, framing her nearly perfect face, was particularly striking.

Most eye-catching were the Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown on her head and the roughly two-meter-long scepter in her hand.

Countless gemstones studded the scepter, giving off a faint glow beneath the lights.

She merely sat there quietly.

Yet the nobility and sanctity she radiated were enough to make others involuntarily lower their heads.

There was no need to ask.

She was Spirit Hall's reigning pope-Bibi Dong.

Hearing the palace doors being pushed open, Bibi Dong slowly raised her head. When she saw the three people standing in the hall clearly, a flash of shock involuntarily crossed her eyes!

How could anyone casually intrude into somewhere as tightly guarded as the Pope's Palace without her noticing?

"Who are you?"

Looking at Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong spoke in a low voice, yet it carried unquestionable authority. "You dare trespass into the Pope's Palace!"

Yao Xuan did not answer her question.

He merely raised his head, looked at the pope on the dais, and said calmly:

"Your master."

The moment those words left his mouth, the great hall fell silent.

Bibi Dong froze at first, then a layer of coldness surfaced on her exquisite face.

"Insolence!"

She had never heard such arrogant words.

All these years, no one had ever dared speak to her in that tone.

Below the dais, two figures shot out at the same time.

The one on the left wore white, with chrysanthemum patterns embroidered on his lapels.

The one on the right was shrouded in black mist, his face obscured.

They were none other than Spirit Hall's two elders-Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

"You dare disrespect Her Holiness the Pope!"

Both shouted sternly in unison, attacking with their full strength the instant they appeared.

Two fierce surges of soul power lunged straight at Yao Xuan from the left and right!

Faced with these two attacks capable of cleaving mountains and splitting stone, Yao Xuan did not even lift his eyelids.

He merely waved a hand casually.

With that single motion...

The two figures seemed to have been pinned beneath an invisible mountain pressing down upon their heads.

With two thuds, both dropped to their knees!

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo felt a terrifying force lock their entire bodies firmly in place.

Never mind attacking-they could not even move a finger.

The two exchanged a horrified glance.

But they were Titled Douluo, after all, and their proud bones remained unbowed.

"Who exactly are you!"

Gritting his teeth, Chrysanthemum Douluo growled the words one by one.

"Spirit Hall's territory is no place for you to run wild!"

As his words fell, the soul power within both men began surging wildly at the same time.

The next instant-

Two rays of light, one white and one black, erupted from their bodies.

Both released their martial souls simultaneously.

A white chrysanthemum and a black phantom intertwined, one on the left and one on the right.

This was the trump card they kept at the bottom of the chest.

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill-Two Extremes Stillness Domain!"

With that low shout, an enormous domain suddenly expanded outward, centered on the two men!

It was a dual-attribute domain.

Once unleashed, it could simultaneously still an opponent's skills and movements.

Within the domain, everything would be forcibly frozen in place.

This was their joint killing move for dealing with opponents a level above them.

However...

Looking at the domain that had just expanded, Yao Xuan merely shook his head.

"All flash."

He extended a finger and flicked it lightly.

Pop.

The newly expanded domain shattered instantly, like a bubble that had been punctured.

As their domain broke, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo let out muffled groans at the same time.

Immediately afterward...

Thud! Thud!

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo toppled to the floor, one after the other.

Their faces were pale as paper, and they made not the slightest sound.

They had clearly fallen unconscious.

At that moment...

Deathly silence returned to the great hall.

And upon the dais...

Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled violently.

Even the hand holding her scepter was shaking uncontrollably.