Chapter 130 Bibi Dong's Fear
Qian Renxue knew.
This man wasn't joking.
He would truly fight the entire world for her.
"Um."
Qian Renxue nodded vigorously.
She reached out and wrapped her arms around Lin Ye's neck.
She offered her lips to him willingly.
Although her lips were still slightly cold.
But this kiss.
It was more popular than ever before.
...
Spirit Hall.
Inside the Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong sat on that brand new throne.
She was in a good mood.
The Heavenly Dou Empire has been conquered.
That annoying daughter should be dead by now.
Next.
It means integrating the power of the two great empires.
To unify the continent.
To establish her own Martial Soul Empire.
"Someone come here."
Bibi Dong's voice echoed in the hall.
Several cardinals immediately entered respectfully.
Kneel on the ground.
"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
Bibi Dong stood up.
He raised the scepter high in his hand.
An aura of supreme majesty emanated from her.
"Issue the order to the whole world."
Effective immediately.
"The Heaven Dou Empire has been renamed the Martial Soul Empire."
"I am the first Empress of the Spirit Empire!"
"Those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish!"
The cardinals shouted in unison.
"Long live the Empress! Long live the Martial Soul Empire!"
The sound was deafening.
In front of the Papal Palace in Wuhun City.
Beneath the towering, six-winged angel statue, a red carpet stretched out, leading all the way to the papal throne, a symbol of supreme power. Sunlight pierced through the clouds, bathing the entire Martial Soul City in golden light, as if even the heavens were crowning this grand occasion.
Bibi Dong wore a golden papal robe and a nine-curved purple-gold crown, her scepter tapping lightly on the ground.
"Effective today, the Heaven Dou Empire will be renamed the Martial Soul Empire."
Her voice wasn't loud, but with the enhancement of her soul power, it resounded throughout the entire sacred mountain and even spread to the more distant urban areas.
"I am the first Empress of the Spirit Empire!"
On the plaza, the Holy Emperor Warriors, Cardinals, and the sect leaders of the four lower sects belonging to the Spirit Hall, as well as the patriarchs of many affiliated Soul Master families, who were already fully prepared for battle, all knelt down in unison.
"Long live Her Majesty the Empress! Long live Her Majesty! Long live Her Majesty!"
A deafening roar, like a tsunami, surged into the sky. Bibi Dong surveyed the sea of subjugated people below, a slight smile playing on her lips. She had waited far too long for this moment. Destroying the foundations of the angel race and establishing her own empire—this was the first and most crucial step in her revenge against the world.
That good-for-nothing Qian Renxue died outside Tiandou City, saving Bibi Dong a lot of trouble. Although he was her own flesh and blood, the mere thought of that man's face filled Bibi Dong with endless disgust. It's better that he's dead; now she has no more attachments in this world, and no one can stop her from becoming a god.
Just as Bibi Dong was about to turn around and accept the final step of the coronation ceremony, an aura that was not particularly strong, yet made her soul tremble suddenly, appeared abruptly in the sky above the square in front of the Papal Palace.
There was no deafening roar of space being torn apart, nor any special effects of a rain of flowers falling from the sky.
Two figures appeared out of thin air and then landed lightly in front of the group of kneeling cardinals, blocking Bibi Dong's view of the crowd.
The entire room fell silent.
The shouts of "Long live the Emperor!" were abruptly cut off by an invisible hand. Everyone looked up in astonishment at the two reckless intruders.
Bibi Dong's relaxed brows instantly furrowed, and her fingers gripping the scepter turned white from the force.
Standing on the left was a stunningly beautiful woman in a pale gold dress. Although her face was still somewhat pale, her eyes shone with an unprecedented resolve and clarity.
Standing on the right was a young man dressed in a blue robe. He was tall and handsome, but his casual posture made it seem as if he had come to the dangerous Martial Soul City, rather than to his own backyard.
"Qian...Qian Renxue?!"
Bibi Dong's voice changed slightly, and the joy in her eyes froze instantly.
The poison she personally administered was a deadly poison that even a Title Douluo couldn't withstand. Coupled with the betrayal of Ci Xue and She Long, how could Qian Renxue still be alive?
What made her pupils shrink even more was the man standing next to Qian Renxue.
forestry.
That damned soul beast that repeatedly ruined her plans and even killed the ghostly partner Yue Guan in the Star Dou Great Forest!
"Surprised?"
Lin Ye dusted off non-existent dust from his sleeves, his gaze sweeping over the long steps to look directly at Bibi Dong, who stood high above him.
"Bibi Dong, you had a beautiful dream of becoming an empress, but unfortunately you woke up too soon."
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in her heart. Her strength was now vastly different from before. She had devoured the essence and blood of countless soul beasts and soul masters, and her Rakshasa Divine Trial had improved significantly. Moreover, this was Wuhun City, her home ground!
Inside the Papal Palace, several terrifying auras soared into the sky.
Ghostly figure appeared beside Bibi Dong in a dark shadow, followed by Demon Bear, Ghost Leopard, Sea Turtle, and several newly promoted Title Douluo elders. A total of seven or eight Title Douluos, the sheer pressure of their soul power alone was enough to terrify ordinary soul masters.
"Forestry, you have a path to heaven but you choose not to take it, and you come to hell even though there is no way out."
Bibi Dong regained her dignity as empress, and she looked at Lin Ye as if he were a dead man.
"I miscalculated to let you escape back then. Today you dare to deliver yourself to my doorstep, bringing this bastard child with you... Perfect, I'll send you two star-crossed lovers on your way, using your soul rings and soul bones to commemorate the founding of the Martial Soul Empire!"
She slammed her scepter down, and nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—pulsated around her. The last spirit ring, a hundred thousand years old, in particular, emitted a suffocatingly bloody aura.
"Elders, heed my command! Seize them! Dead or alive!"
Bibi Dong was too lazy to do it herself. In her opinion, with so many titled Douluo and tens of thousands of Soul Masters from Wuhun City, they could overwhelm Lin Ye.
Seeing the group of Title Douluos who instantly surrounded her, and the Holy Emperor Warriors who were beginning to form a formation in the distance, Qian Renxue subconsciously moved closer to Lin Ye, her soul power surging, and she was about to release her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.
A warm, large hand rested on her fragrant shoulder.
"Xue'er, these scum are not for you to handle."
Lin Ye turned his head and looked at Qian Renxue's delicate yet slightly nervous face, and smiled.
"Go rest over there for a bit, and while you're at it, help me count how many of the Spirit Hall's floor tiles will be stained red today."
Looking into Lin Ye's calm and composed eyes, Qian Renxue's tense mood miraculously calmed down.
She nodded obediently, withdrew her soul power, and retreated to a stone pillar at the edge of the square.
Lin Ye turned around, and the smile on his face vanished instantly.
He did not release his martial spirit, but simply clenched his right hand in the air.
(End of chapter)