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Amidst this dead silence and fear, the scene in the offering hall at the highest point of Wuhun City was quite different.
"Big Brother!"
A scream of shock and anger rang out, filled with incredible rage.
A figure as fast as lightning was about to rush out of the Hall of Worship. It was the Fifth Worshiper Guangling Douluo!
Light condensed in his hand, and an ice bow emitting extreme coldness appeared, with the arrow pointing directly at Xuan Ming in the square below!
Golden Crocodile Douluo was frozen on the spot. This was an unprecedented humiliation and a huge loss for the Worship Hall!
However, just as Guangling Douluo was about to rush out, a more vast, more majestic, and sacred aura that seemed to be able to purify everything quietly spread out, like an invisible barrier, instantly blocking his way.
Guangling Douluo's figure suddenly stopped and he turned around in surprise.
At the deepest part of the hall, under the huge angel statue, the chief worshiper Qian Daoliu had opened his eyes at some point.
His face remained calm and composed, as if nothing in the world could cause any waves of emotion in him, but deep in those eyes as deep as the sea of stars, there was a flicker of unprecedented solemnity and deep fear.
He slowly raised one hand and made a "stop" gesture.
"Great Priest!" Guangling Douluo said hurriedly, his tone filled with confusion and anger, "Second brother..."
"I know." Qian Daoliu's voice was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty that instantly suppressed all of Guangling Douluo's restlessness.
"I saw it all."
"So we're just going to watch our second brother being humiliated like this? By a kid of unknown origin..." The third offering Qingluan Douluo couldn't help but speak, his face full of anger.
Qian Daoliu's gaze seemed to penetrate the barrier of the offering hall, and he clearly "saw" the ice sculpture in the square below, as well as the young man in front of the ice sculpture who exuded an aura that made him feel palpitating.
He was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head. His voice was low and serious, "That power... is not ordinary. It is cold, ancient, and pure, carrying the majesty of the dragon race. Its level... has already touched the divine realm."
"Divine realm?!" Several priests gasped at the same time, their faces filled with horror.
This word carries so much weight coming from Qian Daoliu's mouth!
"Great Priest, you mean... that kid has someone behind him..." Qingluan Douluo's voice was trembling.
"It may not be behind him, maybe... it's inside his body." Qian Daoliu's gaze became deeper.
"The true nature of that power is still somewhat unclear to me. Acting rashly will lead to unpredictable consequences."
What he feared was not only the demigod-level power that Xuan Ming was displaying at the moment, but also the possible meaning behind this power, and... the chain reaction that might be triggered.
Dragon clan!
Once the ruler of this world!
What is the identity of this ancient dragon clan? Will it cause a riot in the Star Dou Great Forest?
He doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to gamble!
"But..." Guangling Douluo was still unwilling.
"You should carefully sense the icy power." Qian Daoliu interrupted him and cast his gaze again on the huge ice sculpture in the square at the foot of the mountain. His eyes became extremely solemn.
"That's not just pure ice. Though weak, its essence is extremely high. If you act rashly, even if you can win, the price will be..."
He paused, his tone growing deeper, carrying a subtle hint of helplessness and vigilance. "Also, didn't you notice? After this power erupted, it didn't continue to expand, nor did it have any killing intent. It simply froze the golden crocodile, shocking everyone present."
"This means he has some reservations, or...his power isn't infinite."
The chill around Guangling Douluo gradually subsided, but his expression remained icy. "Are we just going to let Second Brother be frozen there? Let that brat and that bitch Bibi Dong take control of the situation?"
Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "The Golden Crocodile's life is not in danger for now. The icing is more like a seal and punishment. The situation is now under the control of the other party with absolute strength. Forcing a move will play into their hands and will only give them more leverage and initiative."
"Bibi Dong... she's found a good backer. Or perhaps she's been hiding something we don't know about."
"Then what should we do now?" Qingluan Douluo asked in a deep voice.
Qian Daoliu slowly sat back in his seat and closed his eyes, as if weighing something. Finally, he spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of fatigue and determination:
"wait."
"Wait?" Several worshippers were stunned.
"Wait for the other party to offer conditions, wait for that power to subside, wait for a... better opportunity." Qian Daoliu said in a deep voice.
"Without my order, no one may step out of the Hall of Offerings."
"As for the matters below the mountain... let the Pope handle them."
Several priests looked at each other, and finally they could only lower their heads unwillingly and said in a deep voice, "Yes, Great Priest."
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"Tsk, that's boring."
The Ice Dragon King, who was controlling Xuan Ming's body, glanced at the silent offering hall at the highest point of Wuhun City with his ice-blue eyes, and uttered an almost inaudible sneer, with a hint of disappointment for not being able to enjoy himself to the fullest.
The old turtle Qian Daoliu really shrank back as Xuan Ming said.
Immediately, the vast sea-like demigod-level dragon power quickly receded like the tide, and the ice-blue color in Xuan Ming's eyes also dissipated, returning to its original pupil color.
His body shook slightly, his face looked even paler, and his aura dropped back to the Soul Emperor level. It was obvious that he was weak after the Ice Dragon King's power receded.
But at this moment, no one dared to move in the slightest because of his apparent weakness.
That huge ice sculpture of the golden crocodile king is the best deterrent.
Bibi Dong immediately stepped forward and held Xuan Ming's arm firmly. At the same time, her phoenix eyes instantly regained the coldness and decisiveness that belonged to the Pope!
The balance of power instantly tilted towards her again as the Golden Crocodile was frozen and Qian Daoliu was silent!
Her cold gaze swept across the entire audience, finally settling on Yu Xiaogang, who was trembling like a madman due to extreme fear and excitement.
"Palace Guardian!" Bibi Dong's voice was cold and majestic, carrying an unquestionable command.
"Capture Yu Xiaogang, the criminal who slandered the Pope, framed the champion, and disrupted the order of the tournament!"
"Yes!" The surrounding palace guards no longer hesitated and immediately pounced on Yu Xiaogang like wolves and tigers.
"Teacher!" Tang San's face changed drastically, and he almost instinctively dodged in front of Yu Xiaogang. With a flip of his wrist, countless hidden weapons flashing with cold light shot towards the rushing palace knights like a storm!
Ding ding dang dang!
The palace guards waved their weapons to block, but Tang San's hidden weapons were too tricky and strange, and several knights were still scratched, causing their offensive to stagnate.
"Bold!" Ghost Douluo's figure flashed, and he was about to take action himself.
At this tense moment——
Yu Xiaogang seemed to have received some immense shock. His body suddenly stiffened, and then a hysterical, almost insane light burst out from his eyes. He used up all his remaining strength and screamed heartbreakingly, his voice so sharp that it pierced the sky:
"You've all been deceived! You've all been deceived by the Spirit Hall! Xue Qinghe died a long time ago! The current Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was impersonated by someone sent by the Spirit Hall! They wanted to steal the throne of the Tiandou Empire! Qian Renxue! She's from the Spirit Hall! She's Qian Xunji's daughter!!"
This earth-shattering accusation, like another blockbuster bomb, exploded in the square that had just been silenced by the intimidation of the demigod!
Everyone's mind went blank again!
Is Prince Xue Qinghe a fake? Is he impersonating someone from the Spirit Hall? Qian Renxue? Qian Xunji's daughter?!
This news was a hundred times more shocking than the previous accusation that Xuan Ming was a fallen spirit master! It directly concerned the foundation and succession rights of the Tiandou Empire!
The people on the side of the Tiandou Empire, especially those soul masters from the royal family, turned pale in an instant, and looked at "Xue Qinghe" on the high platform with horror, whose face suddenly became extremely ugly!
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chenxin were even more shocked, and suddenly looked towards the "Xueqing River" in the distance, their eyes filled with disbelief and great shock!
The crown prince that their Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had always supported turned out to be... a conspiracy by the Spirit Hall?!
The atmosphere in the entire square suddenly became extremely weird and tense, and everyone's eyes were focused on "Xue Qinghe"!
At this moment of great confusion and shock due to the shocking secret being exposed——
"Spirit Hall! This is too much!!!"
An angry roar that seemed to have been suppressed for countless years sounded like thunder from the sky above the Pope's Palace!
A burly figure wrapped in a tattered black robe appeared in mid-air without warning, holding an extremely huge black hammer in his hand. Although the aura emanating from his body was a little disordered, and even with the weakness of a recurrence of old injuries, the resolute murderous intent and domineering pressure instantly enveloped the platform below!
It was Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!
He did not hesitate at all, even ignoring his serious injuries, and directly activated his martial soul true body!
"Haotian's true form!"
The huge Clear Sky Hammer swelled up in the wind, turning into a giant hammer that seemed to smash the sky. Carrying all of Tang Hao's anger, determination, and protective heart as a father, it did not smash towards Bibi Dong or Xuan Ming, but smashed towards the "Xue Qinghe" whose identity was revealed!
This blow, besieging Wei to save Zhao! He wanted to take advantage of the chaos to rescue his son and Yu Xiaogang!
"Not good!" Xuan Ming and Bibi Dong's faces changed at the same time!
They never expected that Tang Hao would appear at this time and directly kill "Xue Qinghe"!
Almost subconsciously, Xuan Ming suppressed his weakness and took up the blood spear again, which turned into a ray of blood light that shot up into the sky and pierced the huge Haotian Hammer!
Bibi Dong also moved at the same time, and her eight-winged purple wings with a purple-black evil light slashed towards the hammer shadow!
Juegui, Shemao Thorni and the other two quickly followed and together with Bibi Dong, they resisted the Clear Sky Hammer.
The Demon Bear and Ghost Leopard were wary of Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo at Bibi Dong's signal.
At the same time, the faces of the two priests Qianjun and Jiangmo on the high platform also changed drastically, but their first choice was not to intercept Tang Hao, because they knew that no one could hurt Qian Renxue today. The two of them flashed and protected the huge ice sculpture of the golden crocodile king at the same time, fearing that Tang Hao's crazy hammer would affect or even smash the ice sculpture!
Boom——!!!
Haotian's true body launched a sneak attack. Although Bibi Dong's side had more people, they could only defend themselves. Under Tang Hao's powerful killing god domain, Haotian's true body and the barrier formed by everyone collided fiercely!
The terrifying energy storm swept across again!
Tang Hao was already seriously injured, and he exerted force in a hurry, so he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and the huge shadow of the Clear Sky Hammer instantly dissipated.
But his original intention was not to fight head-on. Taking advantage of the recoil force of the explosion and the moment when Qianjun Jiangmo was guarding the ice sculpture and had no time to pay attention to other things, he fell rapidly like a meteorite, picked up the stunned Tang San and the crazy Yu Xiaogang, exerted force with his feet, smashed the ground of the square, and took cover in the smoke and dust, and escaped away in an instant!
"Chase!" Yue Guan and Gui Mei's expressions turned cold. They sensed that Tang Hao was seriously injured. If they chased him now, Tang Hao would die!
"No need!" Bibi Dong's cold voice sounded, with a hint of fatigue and incomparable solemnity.
She glanced at "Xue Qinghe", who was protected by Xuan Ming, with a pale face but trying to remain calm, and then scanned the entire square at those eyes that were a mixture of uncertainty, fear, anger, and confusion, especially the extremely complicated eyes of the people from the Tiandou Empire and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.
She knew that today's events had completely gotten out of control.
The shocking secret revealed by Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang is far more destructive than the Golden Crocodile's forced abdication!
The most urgent task is not to hunt down Tang Hao, but to stabilize Wuhun City, control the news, and deal with the upcoming storm!
"Close all exits of Wuhun City! No one is allowed to enter or leave without my order!"
Bibi Dong's voice, with unprecedented determination and coldness, resounded throughout the entire Pope Mountain.
"If anyone leaks even a little bit of what happened today, I will kill you without mercy!"