As soon as the words were spoken, the entire Spirit City erupted in chaos!
Countless gazes converged on the figure high in the sky, a mixture of shock, horror, disbelief, and other emotions.
Since the founding of the Spirit Hall, the Pope has been one of the most supreme symbols on the continent. Not to mention reprimanding him, there are very few people who dare to disrespect the Pope in Spirit City!
But today, Yu Yuanzhen actually ordered the Pope to "get out here" in public and demanded an explanation for his family—this was not demanding an explanation, it was clearly throwing a challenge hard in the face of the Spirit Hall!
"He's gone mad! Yu Yuanzhen is really trying to reach for the heavens!"
"Isn't he afraid that the Spirit Hall will use all its resources to eradicate the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
"Is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan going to wage an eternal war against the Spirit Hall?"
The murmurs rose like a tide, but gradually subsided under Yu Yuanzhen's increasingly powerful dragon might.
In mid-air, the old man still stood with his hands behind his back, the Thunder in his eyes beginning to flash with a predatory light.
"How dare you!"
A sharp shout rang out from the depths of the Pope Hall, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly silencing the clamor in the city.
Immediately afterwards, several powerful and unparalleled fluctuations of Soul Power soared into the sky, and six figures appeared around Yu Yuanzhen almost at the same time, surrounding him completely.
Chrysanthemums bloomed with golden patterns, Gui Mei black shadows rose and fell, Snake Lance gleamed with cold light, and blood light followed like a shadow— Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei Snake Lance Douluo, Ci Xue Douluo... a full ten Titled Douluo arrived together!
Yue Guan the golden, Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, Yue Guan wore his usual sinister smile, but his eyes concealed apprehension. " Yu Yuanzhen, how dare you! How dare you run wild in the Holy Land of the Spirit Hall? You spoke disrespectfully to His Holiness the Pope just now; apologize and atone for your sins at once!"
Gui Mei figure lurked in the shadows, its voice seemingly emanating from the deepest hell. " The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan may be powerful, but they will not tolerate your insolence in Spirit City. If you do not yield today, you will be making an enemy of the entire Spirit Hall."
Snake Lance Douluo stood with his spear held high, Ci Xue Douluo's blood energy surged, and the other Titled Douluo also released their Martial Soul. Their powerful auras intertwined to form an invisible net, firmly locking Yu Yuanzhen in the center.
Even when surrounded by six Titled Douluo, Yu Yuanzhen showed no fear.
He slowly raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. His brow, hidden beneath his silver hair, furrowed slightly, and an aura of imperial power unconsciously emanated from him. "Apologize? I'm here today to seek justice, not to listen to your barking."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's ferocious aura suddenly surged, and the pressure of its top-tier Beast Martial Soul pressed down as if it were a tangible force, causing several Titled Douluo to change color simultaneously.
Yue Guan Guan's smile froze, the Gui Mei black shadows swayed slightly, Snake Lance Douluo's hand, gripping the spear shaft tightly, even turned slightly white—although they outnumbered and outmatched, they could not suppress the deep-seated fear in their hearts when facing this long-established patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Despite having the advantage of terrain and numbers, the Titled Douluo were inexplicably given the feeling that they were the ones being hunted when Yu Yuanzhen's eyes swept over them, and they broke out in a cold sweat.
Upon hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen's lips curled into a cold smile, his laughter filled with undisguised contempt. "You lot? You dare to make this old man bow his head? A bunch of sycophants who depend on others, you're not worthy to speak to me."
The Thunder power around him suddenly intensified, and his dragon might surged outwards like a raging tide, forcing several Titled Douluo to take a half-step back. "Get Bibi Dong out here! Don't force me to tear down this Spirit Hall; I'll drag her out myself!"
"Presumptuous!"
Before the words were finished, an aged yet powerful voice came from the depths of the Spirit Hall, like a grand bell, instantly suppressing the surrounding Soul Power fluctuations.
"They are not qualified, so I wonder if I am qualified to speak with you?"
As the sound rang out, a figure dressed in a golden robe slowly stepped out. The old man had an ancient face and a tall, straight figure, surrounded by a faint Golden Crocodile phantom. With each step he took, golden patterns seemed to spread across the ground. It was none other than the Second Worship of the Worship Hall, the Golden Crocodile Douluo!
His gaze was piercing as it fell upon Yu Yuanzhen. Although he did not unleash his full power, the pressure of a level 98 Peak Douluo spread out like an abyss, actually rivaling Yu Yuanzhen's dragon might.
"How dare you make such a ruckus in the sacred grounds of the Spirit Hall?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.
A figure wreathed in blue and purple lightning stood above the Spirit Hall. Yu Yuanzhen's surging dragon might was almost tangible as his gaze swept like lightning toward the golden-robed figure slowly rising below.
Yu Yuanzhen had come to the Spirit Hall to give instructions, but seeing the other party's calm and unsettling aura, he asked in a deep voice, "Who goes there? State your name!"
The old man in the golden robe looked up to meet his gaze. His aged face remained expressionless, and his voice, carried through the air by his Soul Power, said, "I am known as the Golden Crocodile, and currently Second Worship Elder Hall of the Spirit Hall."
" Golden Crocodile Douluo?" Yu Yuanzhen's pupils shrank slightly, and the purple lightning around him slowed down a bit.
The name struck him like a boulder into the depths of his memory—that Peak Douluo who lived to be over 150 years old, Martial Soul, the Golden Crocodile King, was incomparably domineering. His authority in the Elder Hall was second only to Qian Daoliu, and he was an elder whom even the Pope of the Spirit Hall had to show respect to.
He was momentarily lost in thought, his fingers unconsciously clenching.
Having led the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for decades, he was considered a highly respected elder in the Soul Master World. However, compared to this figure who had dominated the continent for over a century, he was ultimately a generation inferior. With such a person personally appearing, today's matter was unlikely to end so easily.
Yu Yuanzhen stood in mid-air, the purple-gold dragon pattern faintly flowing on his robe. When his gaze fell on the wrinkled face of the Golden Crocodile Douluo, the sharpness that had been like a drawn blade was slightly subdued.
His tone held a touch of respect for his elders, yet his words remained clear and resolute. "So it is Golden Crocodile Douluo before me. I am Yu Yuanzhen, and I have long admired your century-old reputation."
"But today's matter has nothing to do with you. It is a private feud between my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and Pope Bibi Dong. I ask that you not interfere, senior. Otherwise, even if you are of higher seniority, I will have no choice but to offend you and will fight you without hesitation."
As soon as he finished speaking, the calm on Golden Crocodile Douluo's face shattered instantly.
He had lived for over 150 years and held the Second Worship of the Spirit Hall, a position of unparalleled prestige. Throughout the Douluo Continent, who would dare speak to him in such an almost reprimanding tone?
Even the Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu had to show him some respect. Yet this patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was merely a junior, yet he dared to be so presumptuous!
"How dare you, you brat!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo roared, his aged face flushed red with rage, and his Soul Power suddenly erupted, a powerful and domineering aura sweeping out like a tsunami.