webnovelvip Chapter 218 The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan and the Spirit Hall make their move simultaneously
Chapter 218 The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan and the Spirit Hall make their move simultaneously
Chapter 218 The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan and the Spirit Hall strike simultaneously! Is a crisis looming?
Just then, the door to Shrek Academy's preparation hall was gently pushed open.
Xiao Wu walked in with a worried expression. Her once bright and lively eyes were now red and swollen, bloodshot, and her delicate face was filled with helplessness and anxiety.
"Master, Third Brother... Third Brother has been captured by the Spirit Hall for several days now, what... what should we do next?"
She walked straight up to the Grandmaster, her voice choked with sobs, and said, "Could it be...could we just stand by and watch Third Brother be taken to Spirit City by the Spirit Hall?"
Several days earlier, Tang San had been knocked unconscious and dragged away by the Templar Knights in full view of everyone.
Xiao Wu felt as if her heart was being torn apart by a thousand knives at the same time. That was the person she cared about most! That was the person she loved most!
But what could she do at that time?
The entire Great Soul Arena had tens of thousands of people, surrounded by powerful figures, with the Spirit Hall's Platinum Bishop personally overseeing the event, along with many powerful Templar Knights.
With her mere Soul Master strength, what could she possibly change by rushing in and only throwing her life away?
At that moment, Xiao Wu was overwhelmed by a tremendous sense of powerlessness and despair. She could only endure the excruciating pain and watch helplessly as Tang San was taken away.
Then they placed all their hopes on this teacher whom Tang San respected immensely.
These past few days, she has come to see the master almost every day, and every time they meet, she asks the same question, her voice trembling with tears and pleading, hoping that the latter can come up with a way to rescue Tang San.
Seeing Xiao Wu's tearful, desperate, and helpless appearance, the master sighed, then comforted her in a somewhat mysterious tone:
"Xiao Wu, you don't need to worry too much."
"Xiao San's father secretly came to see me last night. After the qualifying rounds, the Spirit Hall people accompanied the team escorting Xiao San to Spirit City..."
"He will personally intervene and rescue the mistress!"
"Really?!" Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu felt as if she had seen a ray of light in endless darkness. She was so excited that she almost jumped up, her voice trembling as she said, "Master, you...you're telling the truth?! Third Brother's father will actually come to Third Brother's rescue?!"
"Absolutely true!" The master nodded emphatically, a look of complete control on his face. "With the mistress's father involved, rescuing her is absolutely no problem!"
With such a positive answer from the master, the heavy stone that had been weighing on Xiaowu's heart for days and nights, making it almost impossible for her to breathe, finally fell to the ground.
She let out a long sigh of relief, vigorously wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand, and smiled through her tears. She bowed respectfully to the master, and said with heartfelt gratitude:
"Thank you, Master! Thank you for telling me this!"
After saying that, Xiao Wu seemed to regain her energy. She turned around with light steps and left the room. She was going to share this good news with Boss Dai and the others.
Once Xiao Wu's figure had completely disappeared outside the door, and the sound of her footsteps faded into the distance.
The master's gaze suddenly turned cold. He slowly turned his head to look at Yu Tianheng, who was leaning back in his chair, his face still pale from his injuries, and said in a deep voice:
"Tianheng, the matter of this Golden Dragon Martial Soul should be addressed sooner rather than later."
"You must immediately write a letter on my behalf and send it back to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family."
"Tell the patriarch and elders of the family everything you have seen today, especially the power of Xiao Ruier's Golden Dragon Martial Soul and the immense value that her bloodline may bring to the evolution of the family's Martial Soul. In particular... tell my father about it."
"If the old fogies in the family are truly interested in this Golden Dragon bloodline, have them conceal their identities and ambush the route from Tianxing Academy to Wuhun City. Once Tang Hao makes his move and the entire team is thrown into chaos, they can seize the bloodline at their own opportunity!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Tianheng, enduring the sharp pain in his chest, nodded, but a hint of doubt still flashed in his eyes as he asked in a low voice:
"Uncle, this plan is ingenious—having the family ambush and seize the bloodline amidst the chaos. But… if the family actually succeeds, won't the Golden Dragon bloodline ultimately belong to the family, to those meritorious elders or core disciples? You… you still won't be able to obtain it, will you?"
He worried that his uncle's efforts would ultimately benefit someone else.
During Yu Tianheng's childhood, the master held him, led him to play, and told him many interesting stories about soul masters. These memories were much deeper than anything else.
As the eldest grandson of the family, his grandfather and father were extremely strict with him, only concerned with his progress in soul power and the use of soul skills.
There is only a master, only this uncle in front of me.
That's when it truly brought me some of the joy that comes with childhood.
Therefore, Yu Tianheng cared deeply about this uncle.
Upon hearing Yu Tianheng's words, the master's lips curled into a strange yet confident smile.
Then, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, a certainty born from a profound insight into human nature, especially the bond between father and son.
"Tianheng, you're right, but you're also wrong." Taking a deep breath, the master calmed his turbulent emotions and said with extreme confidence:
"Although I am your grandfather's most useless son, and a disgrace to the entire family, I am also your grandfather's most beloved son, and even the son he feels guilty about!"
"This information about the Golden Dragon was provided to the family by me, Yu Xiaogang! This is an immense contribution! This opportunity is enough to allow the family's martial spirit to leap forward!"
"I think... given my father's and your grandfather's personalities, and his favoritism and desire to make amends towards me, once the family's great undertaking is accomplished and the bloodline of the golden dragon is obtained, he will absolutely not forget me, his meritorious son!"
Finally, he forcefully suppressed the turbulent emotions churning within him, waved lightly at Yu Tianheng, and said with an undeniable resolve:
"Tianheng, you go ahead and take care of your business."
"Remember, letters should be sent quickly, and their contents should be compelling enough to touch people's hearts."
Upon hearing this, Yu Tianheng looked at the master's almost insane yet logically consistent appearance and felt a chill in his heart. He dared not ask any more questions and, enduring the pain, nodded in agreement.
"Yes, Uncle, I'll take care of it right away."
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A week later, the Tiandou Division qualifying rounds successfully concluded.
As expected, Tianxing Academy once again won the first place in the Tiandou Division with an undefeated record.
Its overwhelming strength left all its opponents feeling suffocated.
At the closing ceremony that followed, Emperor Xueye delivered a passionate speech, encouraging all the teams that advanced to the finals to bring glory to the Heavenly Dou Empire.
As the emperor of the empire, he could not easily leave Tiandou City, so he announced that Crown Prince Xue Qinghe would represent him as the envoy of the Tiandou Empire to participate in the final judging of this competition.
The fifteen teams that advanced from the Heaven Dou Empire will be personally accompanied by Crown Prince Xue Qinghe to a designated city to participate in the finals hosted by the Spirit Hall.
Each team has only three days to adjust their form.
Three days later, a group of over a thousand people arrived, including members of fifteen teams, accompanying teachers, and five hundred Royal Knights soldiers responsible for escorting them.
They set off in a grand procession to the venue of the finals—Wuhun City.
The journey from Heaven Dou City to Spirit City is long, taking about twenty days. The finals are not long, as they are a knockout tournament with thirty-three teams from the two empires competing, and the final winner will be decided in less than ten days.
The Spirit Hall attaches great importance to this final.
Even while the qualifying rounds were still underway, Spirit City had already designated an area as the exclusive venue for the finals. At the same time, the Spirit Hall issued a decree that during the tournament, no one other than a Spirit Master was allowed to enter and watch the matches, not even nobles.
This move added an extra layer of mystery to the finals.
Meanwhile, a convoy led by Salas himself, consisting of several Soul Saint-level experts and a small squad of elite Templar Knights, quietly departed from the back gate of the Spirit Hall in Heaven Dou City.
Instead of joining the large, imposing team led by Prince Xue Qinghe, they deliberately kept a distance, following behind the group at a moderate pace.
This request was made by Emperor Xueye, both to avoid unnecessary commotion and attention, and for safety reasons, to separate the escorting Tang San's large contingent from the students, so that in case of an accident, the empire's elite soul masters would not be affected.
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Meanwhile, in Wuhun City, at the Papal Palace.
Inside the magnificent hall, the atmosphere was tense. Under the high dome, the light of the soul-guiding lamps flickered, as if even the light itself was trembling slightly under the heavy pressure.
Just then, Bibi Dong, seated on the supreme papal throne, slowly rose to her feet. Her deep purple eyes, like an ancient, icy pool, swept over the four figures who had been standing solemnly below. Then, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, and she asked with undeniable authority:
"Is everything...ready?"
Upon hearing the Pope's question, the four elders simultaneously bowed slightly, their voices ringing out in unison:
"Your Majesty, we are ready!"
These four individuals were none other than renowned Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall's Elder Hall!
Standing first on the left, with a bewitching appearance like a woman, is Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan!
Beside him, shrouded in dark shadows and exuding a sinister aura, was Ghost Douluo Ghost Phantom!
On the right, the one with a muscular, bear-like build is the Demon Bear Douluo!
The last one, with a lean physique and eyes as sharp as a leopard, is Ghost Leopard Douluo!
"In that case... let's set off now!" Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this, and with a gentle wave of her jade hand, a fragrant breeze wafted through the air.
"yes!"
The four titled Douluo responded in unison without any hesitation.
The next moment, their figures blurred simultaneously like ghosts, the space distorted slightly, and they vanished from their original spot in an instant.
In the empty hall, only Bibi Dong remained, standing alone on the high platform.
She gazed in the direction where the four had disappeared, a cold smile slowly curving her lips as she murmured, "The Tang family father and son, this time, I will wipe you all out!"
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On the other side, inside the offering hall.
The hall was solemn and dignified, with light streaming through the stained-glass windows and falling on the enormous, golden, six-winged angel statue in the center, radiating a divine glow.
Three figures stood silently before the statue.
The elderly man in the center, dressed in a simple golden robe, with an ancient face and deep eyes like the vast starry sky, was none other than Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, known as the invincible one in the sky.
Below him stood two people.
The two men looked very similar, both tall and with resolute faces. Their eyes shone brightly when they opened and closed. In their hands, each held a long staff about twelve feet long, dark gold in color, with a lifelike golden dragon coiled around it—the Panlong Staff!
These two are the sixth and seventh worshippers of the Hall of Worship, Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo!
"Qianjun, Jiangmo, I am sending the two of you to assist Bibi Dong's plan." Qian Daoliu looked calmly at the two people in front of him and said in a flat voice.
"Great Elder, do we need to take direct action?" Upon hearing this, the Demon-Slaying Douluo raised his thick eyebrows slightly, a hint of doubt on his face, and asked.
In his view, if the two brothers intervened directly, Tang Hao would have no chance of survival.
Qian Daoliu slowly shook his head, looked out the window, and gazed into the distance, saying:
"No need. You all stay hidden for now. If the four people Bibi Dong sent can't deal with the Tang family father and son... then you can make your move."
"Yes!" Upon hearing this, Qianjun and the Demon-Slaying Brothers bowed and accepted the order. They never questioned the High Priest's decisions.
Just then, Qianjun Douluo seemed to remember something, looked up at Qian Daoliu, and said with a hint of request in his tone, "By the way, Grand Elder, there's one more thing. I remember Miss sent someone back to talk about Tang Chuan..."
However, before he could finish speaking, Qian Daoliu slightly raised his hand, interrupting him.
A brief silence fell over the hall.
His eyes flickered slightly, as if he were weighing something. After a moment, he slowly spoke, his voice still calm, but with an indescribable depth, saying:
"If possible, bring Tang Chuan back alive."
Upon hearing this, Thousand-Pound Douluo felt a slight chill and immediately understood the Grand Elder's intention. He exchanged a glance with Demon-Slaying Douluo and bowed simultaneously, saying:
"I will obey the High Priest's command!"
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Several days passed quietly amidst the sounds of wheels and hooves.
The team from the Heaven Dou Empire heading to Wuhun City for the finals had completed nearly half of their journey. On this day, the team arrived at a place with rather treacherous terrain.
Ahead lies a natural gourd-shaped terrain.
The entrance was extremely narrow, allowing only a few carriages to pass side by side.
Here, both sides are towering, steep cliffs, jagged rocks, and not a blade of grass grows.
The mountain wind howled from the depths of the canyon, passing through the narrow entrance with a whistling sound, carrying a chilling coldness.
The sunlight was blocked by the towering cliffs, making the valley dim and the atmosphere somewhat oppressive.
Under the close protection and escort of five hundred Royal Knights soldiers.
Fifteen luxurious, giant carriages from various colleges lined up in a long queue, carefully and slowly making their way into the gourd-shaped opening.
Just as the Heavenly Dou Empire's convoy, like a long snake, slowly entered the dimly lit and treacherous Hulukou Canyon.
Without warning, dozens of figures suddenly appeared atop the cliff on one side of the valley entrance!
These people were completely shrouded in black cloaks, their faces covered by masks, revealing only pairs of gleaming eyes. Most peculiarly, each of them was surrounded by faint blue-purple electric sparks.
One of the men in black stared intently at the caravan passing through the valley below, especially the carriages marked with the name of Tianxing Academy. He then turned slightly to the elderly man beside him, whose aura was particularly solemn and who was dressed similarly, and asked in a low voice:
"Vice Chieftain, when...when should we make our move?"
Upon hearing this, the elderly man, referred to as the deputy clan leader, slightly raised one hand, gesturing for calm, and said in a hoarse but steady voice:
"Don't rush, wait until Tang Hao makes his move and everything falls into chaos..."
"We...will strike again!"
However, just as he finished speaking...
On the other side! At the top of the cliff on the other side of the canyon!
Similarly, a large group of dark shadows suddenly appeared like ghosts!
These people were also a group of masked men in black. They seemed to outnumber each other, and their auras were mixed, but without exception, they all exuded a strong killing intent!
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