Chapter 152: The Oppressive Presence of Soul Beast Forces, Despair, and Fear in Humans
In their hearts, the invincible and immensely powerful Qian Daoliu was struck by a single blow from Ye Wen, severely injured!
He was almost killed!
At this moment, Bibi Dong, all the Titled Douluo level experts, all the soul masters and disciples of the Spirit Hall, including the hundreds of thousands of ordinary people within the Spirit Hall, all felt an overwhelming sense of despair.
Qian Daoliu's defeat was like the collapse of their inner faith, their belief in victory shattered.
It was as though humans were being trampled under the feet of soul beasts!
To think that soul beasts were always seen as inferior beings in the eyes of humans.
And Ye Wen's overwhelming strength made everyone feel an unprecedented sense of powerlessness, despair, and even caused them to lose the will to fight on!
In that instant, they felt as though the Spirit Hall was finished, that humanity was finished!
An era was about to end!
It seemed as if humanity was about to fall from the pedestal of godhood, losing its absolute dominance over the continent!
"Grandfather!!" From a distance, Qian Renxue had been closely watching the battle. Upon seeing Qian Daoliu severely injured, she almost lost control, tears streaming down her face as she attempted to rush to his side.
Two Soul Douluo standing beside her quickly grabbed hold of her, not allowing her to go: "Young Master! Young Master!!"
"You can't go! Even if you go, you can't help the Grand Worshipper!"
"Moreover, your identity right now is still the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe. If you go, all the years of your infiltration will be for nothing!!"
"If my grandfather dies, if the Spirit Hall is destroyed, what's the point of continuing the infiltration?!" Qian Renxue's emotions were out of control.
"Young Master!! If you go, you'll only end up losing your life!!"
"Let go of me!!"
"Sorry, Young Master!" One of the Soul Douluo made a hard decision and swiftly knocked Qian Renxue unconscious.
On the other side, after transforming into a dragon and severely injuring Qian Daoliu, Ye Wen immediately reverted to his Deep Sea Demon Whale King form.
"Although I can temporarily activate the Demon Dragon bloodline within me to reach the power of a 100th-level Divine Officer, the energy consumption is too great. Just one strike drained nearly half of my energy," Ye Wen said with a serious expression.
This was his first time transforming into a dragon, the first time entering the Deep Sea Demon Dragon state. The power of a 100th-level Divine Officer was indeed formidable, but the energy cost of forcing this dragon transformation was massive!
At the same time, transforming into a dragon was easily detectable by the gods, so he didn't dare use the form too often.
Any god, even a third-level god, if they decided to go against the divine rules and secretly strike against him, Ye Wen would be powerless to stop them. So, after the strike, he immediately switched back to his Demon Whale form.
"Qian Daoliu, do you understand now? Even with the power of the Angel God, you are still no match for me," Ye Wen's voice echoed like the voice of death throughout the Pope's Hall, resonating in the ears of everyone.
The next second, the giant Deep Sea Demon Whale King shifted to a half-human form.
Ye Wen casually swiped, undoing the ice crystal cage of the Demon Whale domain. The large amounts of water trapped inside the cage immediately spread out in all directions, causing the water level, which had risen over 100 meters, to quickly drain, flooding most of the building.
Ye Wen's terrifying figure moved step by step toward Qian Daoliu, who was lying helplessly on the ground, struggling to rise.
"Damn it." Qian Daoliu was covered in blood, his face pale, and he tried to stand up, but he had no strength left.
With each step Ye Wen took, it seemed as though death was drawing nearer, and the closer Ye Wen came, the more hopeless Qian Daoliu became.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Each of Ye Wen's steps was heavy, each one crushing the stone floor, and the immense pressure was palpable. His cold face loomed over Qian Daoliu as he stood towering over him, then slowly bent down, grabbing Qian Daoliu's head and lifting him up by it.
"Great Worshipper!!"
"No, no!!"
"NO!!"
At this moment, Ye Wen could easily crush Qian Daoliu's head with a slight squeeze, ending his life.
Countless people screamed in despair.
But they were in no position to save Qian Daoliu themselves.
All the Titled Douluo looked on in despair as Ye Wen held Qian Daoliu by the head. Qian Daoliu was a person of such stature, a powerful figure!
Who would have thought that the grand Grand Worshipper of the Spirit Hall, the 99th-level Ultimate Douluo, would end up in such a pathetic state?
Qian Daoliu himself was in utter despair, his only feeling being unwillingness: "Am I really going to die by his hands? Little Xue... Little Xue hasn't even gone through the Angel Test yet..."
Qian Daoliu's mission in life had been to wait for someone worthy of inheriting the Angel God's power, and his granddaughter Qian Renxue seemed to have a chance of passing the Nine Tests of the Angel God.
If Qian Renxue really could inherit the Angel God's legacy, it would be Qian Daoliu's greatest regret to die now!
As the Grand Worshipper of the Angel God, he was supposed to sacrifice himself to allow the inheritor of the divine power to undergo the final Angel God's trial.
Just when everyone thought that Ye Wen was about to kill Qian Daoliu, when everyone thought that this would be the end for the Spirit Hall...
Ye Wen's next words stunned everyone: "Qian Daoliu, I won't kill you."
"Stop it!"
"Yes!"
The King of Slaughter, the Snow Emperor, the Ice Emperor, Da Ming, Er Ming, and all the soul beasts of Ye Wen's side stopped attacking immediately.
At this moment, the six great worshippers were all gravely injured, and the other Titled Douluo were in even worse conditions. One of the Titled Douluo, the Ninth Elder of the Spirit Hall, had even died in battle.
At least half of the buildings in the Pope's Hall were destroyed, and the place was in ruins. The battle had reduced the area to a wasteland.
The soul beasts' cessation of attacks allowed all the Titled Douluo to breathe a sigh of relief. If the battle continued, they feared that they might not lose just one Titled Douluo.
At this moment, Qian Daoliu, still being held by Ye Wen by the head, looked weak and was full of confusion: "What do you want? What are you trying to do?"
"Isn't it to destroy the Spirit Hall and let the soul beasts rule this continent?"
Qian Daoliu's question made Bibi Dong, all the Titled Douluo, and even all the humans deeply concerned. With so many soul beasts gathered together, even allying with the forces of the City of Slaughter, wasn't there some major move coming?
Anyone could see that the soul beasts might be trying to take over the continent.
If the soul beasts really did occupy the continent, humanity would truly be doomed.
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