Douluo: Emperor of Light

"Master Qingyang Palace, I'm really sorry. This old guy actually has a soul bone. We were negligent and failed to kill this person on time."

Meng Yi had sweat on his forehead and lowered his head to report to Qingyang.

At the same time, he took out a slightly dull yellow right arm soul bone and handed it over.

It was precisely because of this soul bone that it was beyond his imagination, coupled with the old guy's desperate fighting style, that the two of them failed to capture Jinji in a short period of time.

This is tantamount to a blow to him who attaches great importance to face.

Po Jun on the side just bowed his head silently and saluted without any words, expressing his silent apology.

Qingyang nodded slightly and calmed down the restless soul power in his body. The strange phenomenon revealed was that half of his arms were faintly wrapped with golden thunder.

After briefly feeling that most of the soul power in his body was empty, he turned his attention and looked at the soul bone.

This right arm soul bone seemed to be of extraordinary age and extremely complete, which forced him to take action. If it weren't for the powerful soul power contained in his body, others might not be able to kill it with one strike.

In terms of quantity alone, due to his own shortcomings, Qingyang's soul power is only the sum of several soul masters. The reason why he is invincible is because of his extremely high quality.

And relying on this soul bone, it can actually resist two powerful Soul Douluo in a short period of time, which shows how extraordinary it is.

"Forget it, unexpected things can be forgiven."

Qingyang didn't seem to care about the two people's mistakes.

He turned to face Jin Yao and said: "This soul bone has some connection with yours, plus it has been helping me all along, so you should keep it first."

After saying that, he threw the soul bone in his hand and landed accurately in the hands of the stunned Jin Yao.

Jin Yao opened his mouth, looked at Qingyang's unquestionable gaze, and finally accepted the soul bone.

Meng Yi and others all looked at Jin Yao with envy. Although the Wuhun Palace's resources were unimaginably rich, soul bones were still extremely rare.

Even they, the masters of the palace of real power, may not be able to have such a piece.

This extremely precious cultivation resource can only be kept in stock in the Angel Family's collection and in the enshrinement hall. Others, even the Pope, may not have a few pieces.

Qingyang was able to hand over this soul bone to others without swallowing it himself. This made them envious and gave them some hope for the future. At the same time, they were more convinced of Qingyang.

"Hall Master, if I admit it correctly, this man is a reclusive member of the Golden Crocodile family. He was active in Wuhun Hall decades ago. I haven't seen him come out for a long time now."

"This time the other party came to Douluo Hall to provoke. He must have been instigated by someone. From what I see, maybe those rebels have already begun to prepare for a general attack."

Although Po Jun did not point out who it was, he pointed the finger at the rebels in both words and deeds.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall began to become quiet.

Others, unlike Po Jun, have unparalleled confidence in the current situation because they know enough about it.

Qingyang had already expected what Po Jun said.

If it continues to drag on, the situation will become more and more difficult for those people, whether it is the entry of the Central Soul Master Corps into the city to redress, or the return of support from the Spirit Halls from various places.

These are all inevitable developments that can change the current situation. Therefore, if you want to achieve the opponent's goal, the best choice is to carry the power of everyone and fight in a decisive battle in a short period of time.

At that time, we can welcome back Qian Renxue with great righteousness, support him to become the pope, and suppress the abnormal movements in Wuhun Palace.

"It doesn't matter, they are destined to fail."

Qingyang's tone was relaxed and confident. Under his influence, Meng Yi and others gained more confidence.

Others don't know, but he can clearly sense that Pope Bibi Dong is already level 97, which is completely different from ordinary titled Douluo.

Even without Qingyang, this rebellion was destined to end in vain and become a moderate farce.

Now the rebels seem to be powerful, including most of the palaces in Wuhun City, but they are extremely lacking in high-end combat power. Without the support of the Enshrinement Hall, no one will be Bibi Dong's opponent.

Those people might have thought that Bibi Dong was just an ordinary titled Douluo.

Therefore, only with the tacit approval of the worshippers, he dared to be so unscrupulous.

They never imagined that just a few years after breaking through to the Title Douluo level, Bibi Dong's cultivation had already reached a level that was completely unimaginable to them.

It is also not clear at all that the acquiescent attitude of the worshipers... was what was spread from Qingyang.

Otherwise, with the arrogance of the worshippers, they would not pay attention to these people at all.

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Tonight, the world of Wuhun City is unimaginably deep.

Looking around, all the lights were out and there was no daylight. There were only bright or dim fires everywhere, shining in the dark night.

Ever since he entered Wuhun City, in his memory, no matter when and where, day or night, Wuhun City always looked bright and everlasting.

At that time, I probably never thought that I would be the first person to subvert its light.

If the deacon who led him into Wuhun Palace knew about it, he would probably want to have his skin and muscles ripped out.

The Inspector Palace Master looked at the night in front of him, his thoughts drifting away unconsciously.

Why it has reached this point, even he himself is a little strange, maybe this is also inevitable.

No matter what, at this point, he had no way out.

"It's already reached this time, some people... probably won't come."

With melancholy words, Sean walked over.

He glanced at the absent-minded Inspector Hall Master and continued:

"Everyone is ready. Each family hall has led people to approach the three main halls. Next, it is our turn to take action."

A familiar voice interrupted the Inspector Hall Master's thoughts.

Looking at Sean's inexplicably calm face, he calmed down and was silent for a while.

Finally, he put aside all his uneasiness and distracting thoughts and turned into a firm and decisive word:

"set off!"

Sean nodded and looked ahead at the powerful soul masters standing on various buildings in Wuhun City.

Each of them has at least Contra strength, and at a glance, there are already more than 20 of them.

These include people from various palace families, which is what gives them the confidence to stand up to Bibi Dong with a clear-cut stand.

If those plans can succeed, the chances are already [-]% certain.

Sean sighed inwardly, if according to their assumptions, there would be turmoil all over the Wuhun Palace, which would tie up the Pope's already scarce manpower, and Xingluo would invade and transfer Qingyang away.

Coupled with the secret support of the two major sects of Tiandou, he had no idea what the Pope could do to resist him.

But now among the three stages, only one is successful, and they only hope that the future development will be as they wish.