Chapter 236: The Mad Bibi Dong! Di Tian Appears?
The match between Shrek Academy and Star Luo Royal Academy.
Without Tang San, even with Yu Tianheng's addition, Shrek Academy was like a wrecked ship without a helmsman, utterly vulnerable in the storm raging against Star Luo Royal Academy.
Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and others, having not yet obtained the opportunity to obtain the immortal herbs from the original story, were at a significant disadvantage compared to the regular members of Star Luo Royal Academy led by Davis and Zhu Zhuyun.
The match was almost entirely one-sided from the start.
Davis's White Tiger Martial Soul overwhelmed Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuyun's Netherworld Cat completely countered Zhu Zhuqing, and although Yu Tianheng fought valiantly, he was no match for the overall advantage and coordinated teamwork of the opposing team. Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire Phoenix was suppressed before it could be fully unleashed, and Oscar's sausage was utterly ineffective against the overwhelming difference in strength.
Shrek Academy's defeat came swiftly and decisively.
When the referee finally declared Star Luo Royal Academy the winner, Dai Mubai's face was deathly pale. His soul power was exhausted, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Overwhelmed by fear and despair for the future, his legs went weak, and he couldn't even walk off the stage alone. He was eventually supported by Ma Hongjun and Oscar on either side before he could barely leave.
Zhu Zhuqing wept uncontrollably; the pain of defeat and the helplessness against fate nearly made her faint. Shrek Academy's first journey to the finals ended abruptly with such a devastating and humiliating defeat.
In this parallel world, they hadn't even made it past the first round.
In stark contrast to Shrek Academy's dismal exit was Tianxing Academy.
After Shenfeng Academy surrendered without a fight, Tianxing Academy displayed a devastating dominance in the following days of competition.
No matter which team it was, they all struggled to mount an effective resistance against Tianxing Academy. Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier alone were enough to sweep away all their opponents.
They advanced triumphantly, undefeated, crushing their formidable enemies one after another with absolute dominance, easily advancing through round after round.
A few days later, they directly entered the final round of the Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament!
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The Papal Palace, the council hall.
At this moment, the atmosphere here was solemn and heavy.
Bibi Dong sat on the throne symbolizing the highest power of the Spirit Hall, with Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo standing respectfully on either side of her throne.
Below them stood several elders of the Spirit Hall, as well as the Golden Generation who would represent the Spirit Hall in the final round.
Xie Yue, Yan, and Hu Liena stood at the forefront, their posture upright and their eyes sharp, but under Bibi Dong's imposing presence, they couldn't help but slightly lower their heads.
"Did you all understand the tactical arrangements I just explained?" Bibi Dong's cold gaze swept over the crowd below, finally settling on the three members of the Golden Generation, and she spoke calmly.
Hearing this, Xie Yue stepped forward and replied in a deep voice,
"We understand Your Holiness's decree."
Nodding slightly, Bibi Dong's tone carried a chilling killing intent as she said, "In tomorrow's finals, you must not only go all out to reclaim glory for the Spirit Hall, but also try your best to injure your opponents, especially Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier! Show no mercy!"
"Yes!" Xie Yue, Yan, and Hu Liena felt a chill run down their spines, sensing the undisguised killing intent emanating from Bibi Dong, and immediately obeyed respectfully.
Just then, Ghost Douluo, who stood like a shadow beside Bibi Dong, suddenly spoke up: "Your Majesty, if... I mean, in the worst-case scenario, if we lose the finals tomorrow, should we really follow the rules and let them leave Spirit City?"
His words seemed to chill the air in the hall even further.
"Leave? Of course, we should let them leave Spirit City with dignity. After all, our Spirit Hall is the model for spirit masters on the continent; how can we openly violate the rules we set?" Bibi Dong's lips curled into a cold smile, her eyes flashing with a chilling light, her tone becoming unfathomable.
"However... once they leave Spirit City, spirit beasts roam freely, bandits run rampant. Whatever happens, I will know nothing. Whether they live or die, it's up to fate."
Hearing this, Ghost Douluo's eyes flashed with understanding and ruthlessness, and he bowed slightly, saying, "In that case, I understand. I will go and make the arrangements to ensure everything goes smoothly."
He was about to leave when Bibi Dong seemed to suddenly remember something.
She raised her hand, stopping Ghost Douluo's movements.
"Wait." Her gaze swept over Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo beside him, Bibi Dong's brow furrowing slightly. "There's another matter. Is there any news of Demon Bear Douluo? A dignified elder of the Spirit Hall, a Title Douluo, has been missing for so long. How could he simply vanish without a trace?"
Hearing this question, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo stiffened almost imperceptibly. They exchanged a glance, both seeing deep embarrassment and reluctance in each other's eyes.
After a moment of silence, Ghost Douluo forced himself to reply in an even drier voice:
"Reporting...Reporting to Your Majesty, regarding Elder Demon Bear...we, we've only heard some...some rumors."
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan couldn't help but chime in, his tone filled with indignation and shame:
"However...these rumors are utterly absurd, and...and they damage the reputation of our Spirit Hall. We dare not speak rashly!"
"Speak!" Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed, and she said in a deep voice.
Taking a deep breath, Ghost Douluo seemed to use all his strength to speak: "According to... according to some unverified news from the border of the Star Luo Empire, someone claims to have seen... seen Elder Demon Bear... he..."
"He what?" Bibi Dong's voice was already filled with impatience and coldness.
"Saw him naked, frantically chasing after Yu Luomian, the vice patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and several elders, roaring that he would kill these bastards who defiled his purity..."
After Ghost Douluo finished speaking, he immediately lowered his head, almost not daring to look at Bibi Dong's face.
Chrysanthemum Douluo also added from the side:
"The rumors are quite detailed, and they even said... they even said that Yu Luomian was running and shouting, which was a misunderstanding, that they thought they had captured a woman with the bloodline of the Golden Dragon... that's why..."
Chrysanthemum Douluo really couldn't finish his sentence.
As the two finished speaking, the entire council hall fell into a deathly silence.
The elders exchanged bewildered glances, their expressions strange, wanting to laugh but daring not to.
The three members of the Golden Generation also kept their heads bowed, their shoulders trembling slightly, clearly trying their best to suppress their emotions and prevent themselves from laughing out loud.
This news was not just absurd, it was an unprecedented disgrace in the history of the Spirit Hall! A titled Douluo had disappeared in such a shameful way, and had even spread such unbelievable and scandalous rumors!
At this moment, Bibi Dong's fingers, gripping her scepter, turned slightly white from the force, her chest heaving slightly, clearly also furious at this outrageous news.
Then, she closed her eyes, took several deep breaths, and barely managed to suppress the urge to drag the person who spread the rumors out and tear them to pieces.
"This matter is to be kept strictly confidential! No one is allowed to spread it! At the same time, send more people to find Demon Bear Douluo as soon as possible. He must be found alive, or... his body must be brought back to me!"
"Yes!" Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo responded hurriedly, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.
After a moment of silence, Bibi Dong suppressed the urge to eliminate everyone involved in this scandal and steered the conversation back to the core issue, continuing:
"Let's put aside the matter of Demon Bear Douluo for now. The most urgent matter is tomorrow's finals, and... what comes after. Listen carefully, after this competition, no matter who the final champion is, or which side the glory belongs to..."
At this point, she paused slightly, and a murderous aura emanated from her.
"We cannot let Tang Chuan go back alive!"
"At such a young age, he is already a six-ring Soul Emperor, and his sixth soul ring is a terrifying 100,000-year level! Such talent is unprecedented! What's more, he is Tang Hao's illegitimate son! Given their family's old and new hatred for the Spirit Hall, how can they allow him to continue to grow?"
"This child is terrifyingly powerful; we must nip him in the bud before he becomes too strong!"
At this point, Bibi Dong waved her hand wearily, her tone returning to its usual indifference, but even more chilling, and said, "You all go and prepare. Tomorrow's operation concerns the prestige and future of the Spirit Hall; it cannot be lost."
Immediately afterwards, she slowly stood up from her throne, and an aura far more terrifying than before rose from her body, making the surrounding air seem thick and sticky.
"This ambush... I will personally participate."
"I want to see just how many moves that three-headed beast, who dares to repeatedly oppose my Spirit Hall, can withstand!"
At this moment, neither Bibi Dong, whose killing intent was already resolved in the council hall, nor the high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall who were about to leave to carry out orders, noticed anything outside the Papal Palace.
Above the pitch-black void shrouded in night, space was undergoing a subtle and eerie distortion.
Then, an enormous silhouette silently condensed and appeared.
It was a black dragon's head!
It seemed to be woven from the purest darkness and spatial power, the patterns on its scales appearing and disappearing in the night, carrying an ancient and primordial vastness and majesty. Its size was immeasurable; just its head seemed to cover half of the Papal Mountain.
If its true form were to descend, it would probably be comparable to a mountain!
Just then, in the void, the enormous dragon's head, seemingly formed from darkness, slowly opened its eyes.
Those were golden eyes, pure and noble to the extreme!
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