Douluo: My Spirit is Fallen Angel

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"Spirit Bird Elder, the young master... and that murderous aura."

The Ghost Leopard Douluo's voice trembled along with his body. When he mentioned that the Pope was Bibi Dong, a violent murderous intent and terrifying authority erupted from Qian Renxue, making him almost believe he was about to die.

Spirit Bird Douluo shook her head, her entire body drenched in cold sweat. "I'm not sure, but I know that the Spirit Hall might soon change drastically."

A black meteor streaked across the sky, with the landscape below shifting rapidly. In just a few seconds, dozens of miles were covered.

Qian Renxue's eyes surged with Slaughter intent. "You really have guts, Bibi Dong. This time, no one can save you."

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In the Spirit Hall, in the Pope's Palace.

Within the vast Pope's Hall, Bibi Dong sat on the Pope's throne, holding the Pope's scepter. A faint, almost imperceptible smile lingered on her lips, and her eyes were full of kindness as she looked down at Hu Liena, who stood below, listening intently to her teachings.

After Bibi Dong ascended to the Pope's throne and secured her position with the stabilization of her soul rings, she immediately took Hu Liena from the Spirit Academy, personally guiding her. Every week, when the academy had its break, Hu Liena would come to the Pope's Palace for a lesson.

During the nine years of confinement, Qian Renxue visited her a few times, but Bibi Dong had driven her away with insults and harsh words. The only one who consistently came every week during the academy's break was Hu Liena, becoming the only source of light during these nine years.

At this moment, Hu Liena had become like a daughter to Bibi Dong—apart from lacking the blood relationship, there was no other difference.

Bibi Dong walked down from the throne and ruffled Hu Liena's head. "Liena, did you remember everything?"

"I remembered, teacher," Hu Liena replied obediently, nodding.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly. "Liena, the two from the Qian family have perished. Among the younger generation of Spirit Hall, you have the greatest talent. This position will one day be yours. You must work hard to cultivate, understand?"

Hu Liena looked serious as she replied, "I understand, teacher. I will strive to become as strong as you."

Bibi Dong turned and gazed toward the Hall of Worship, muttering to herself, "That damned old man, hoarding those celestial herbs so tightly. He insists on waiting until the Soul Master Academy Tournament is over, with Liena and the others winning the championship, before he's willing to hand them over."

At this moment, the skies over Spirit City darkened, and an overwhelming, sinister force of darkness enveloped the area. Even the light of the Angel Statue in the Douluo Hall could barely penetrate the thick clouds.

Inside the Hall of Worship, Qian Daoliu's expression grew heavy. "Such terrifying evil power. It's even more frightening than the evil energy emitted by Xiao Han's eight-winged Fallen Angel."

"Wait a moment, this familiar soul power... Xiao Han! He's still alive, and even more powerful than before!"

Inside the Douluo Hall, after two years of intense training, Qian Xunji had finally broken through to the 96th level. He could also feel the evil energy, which repelled his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, filling him with a mix of disgust and deep fear.

The Six-Winged Angel and Six-Winged Fallen Angel were on par with each other. The Eight-Winged Fallen Angel could suppress them, while the Ten-Winged Fallen Angel could dominate. The Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel could wipe them out. Despite the divine power contained within the Angel Light of the Douluo Hall, it was only at the Six-Winged Angel level, unable to penetrate the darkness of the Fallen Angel energy emanating from Qian Renxue.

In the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong's face froze as she confirmed the identity of the soul power owner.

The illusory figure of the Rakshasa God emerged from Bibi Dong's body. Upon sensing the power, it was filled with delight. "What a terrifying force! It's the perfect successor for my divine position. With such a successor, I need not worry about Rakshasa being outmatched by Shura."

"Wait a minute." The Rakshasa God looked at the rapidly approaching figure of a black-clad, white-haired person. His eyes widened in shock. "The marks of the Shura God and the Dark God! Did those two gods really choose the same person to inherit their positions? Shura actually broke the rules. How could one person inherit two divine positions?"

High above Spirit City, Qian Renxue coldly looked down at the entire Spirit Hall. He could sense the Angelic Soul Power of Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji, but there was no trace of Qian Renxue. Bibi Dong was also in the Pope's Palace, and the soul power that had been hidden with the help of the Rakshasa God was completely exposed under his perception—level 96, Super Douluo.

"These useless fools!"

Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed, his inner fury boiling like a volcano about to erupt. He retracted his martial soul, stepped forward, and arrived at the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong's expression grew grave as she prepared for the impending trouble.

"Who dares to trespass the Pope's Palace? Take one more step, and I will kill without mercy!"

The guarding knights outside the Pope's Palace pointed their spears at Qian Renxue. The knights loyal to the Angel Clan, including those who followed Qian Xunji, had long been replaced by Bibi Dong to reduce the influence of the Qian family. After all, the personnel of Spirit Hall had to be reshuffled, so these new knights didn't recognize Qian Renxue at all.

"Get lost!"

With a single step, Qian Renxue unleashed a surge of immense soul power, sending the entire group of guarding knights flying. The doors of the Pope's Palace, tightly shut, were instantly blasted open under the pressure of the soul power, crashing against the walls with a deafening sound.

"Who dares to be so bold, to provoke Spirit Hall?!"

Hu Liena's beautiful eyes fixed on the door, and when a figure with white hair, pale skin, black clothes, and blood-red eyes appeared in her line of sight, her pupils immediately trembled.

"Qian Renxue." Hu Liena's voice quivered, her heart filled with fear. Her mind and body still vividly recalled the humiliation from nine years ago, when Qian Renxue had personally threatened to feed her to a soul beast. Then, confusion overwhelmed her—how could this be? Didn't teacher say that Qian Renxue had died in the Slaughter City? How was he still alive?!

"My name is not something a fox like you can casually call out!" Qian Renxue's gaze flicked to Hu Liena before he slapped his palm toward her. The power of the strike was enough to either kill or severely injure her.

In an instant, Bibi Dong appeared in front of Hu Liena and blocked the attack with her own body. She shouted angrily, "Qian Renxue, what do you want? Since you're alive and have become this powerful, you should be protecting Spirit Hall. Why come back and attack its people?! You are the young master of Spirit Hall!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue paused, his face as cold as ice. He spoke indifferently, "Let me ask you something. Where is my sister? Where did she go?"

Bibi Dong's heart sank. She turned and said, "Liena, you go outside for now. You're not yet strong enough to handle this matter."

Hu Liena quickly left the Pope's Palace through a side corridor. She was too afraid to walk past Qian Renxue, as the terror he instilled in her had left an indelible mark. Her mind was filled with confusion—if she followed teacher's words, was it possible that Qian Renxue's sister, Qian Renxue, was still alive?

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Back in the Pope's Hall, Bibi Dong sat back down on the throne and looked at Qian Renxue with an indifferent expression. "Qian Renxue is on a mission of great importance to Spirit Hall and won't be returning for a while."

"Is it the undercover mission in the Heaven Dou Empire?"

"You know?" Bibi Dong's brow furrowed, a look of confusion crossing her face. But she still answered, "Yes, only she could complete this mission. I don't trust anyone else. It's her duty, as the young master of Spirit Hall, to contribute to our cause."

As Bibi Dong spoke, she was about to ask Qian Renxue what he had been doing in the Slaughter City all these years and why he had become so powerful. But just as she opened her mouth, her pupils suddenly contracted in shock. Nine soul rings—three purple, three black, and three red—circled around Qian Renxue. His Ten-Winged Fallen Angel Martial Soul had manifested. A surge of violent Slaughter intent erupted, combining with his soul power to form a gigantic sword, ten meters long and three meters wide.

Qian Renxue swung the massive sword down with devastating force. "Bibi Dong, you can go to hell!"

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(End of Chapter)