"Indeed, they are worshipping an Evil God, even using a living person as a sacrifice. She must not succeed!"
"That's right, we have to stop them!"
Seeing Ah Yin walk onto the altar, Tang Xiao's and Tang Hao's pupils shrank, and they couldn't hold back anymore. Their soul power surged, and they leaped towards the altar.
"Stop!"
"Release that girl!"
Tang Xiao and Tang Hao landed in front of the altar, their seven shining Soul Rings glowing brightly, holding the Haotian Hammer in their hands, their unfriendly gaze fixed on Bibi Dong.
The two Douluo Souls from Soul Hall had long been followers of Hongmeng and, under divine grace, had neared level ninety. Eight Soul Rings appeared around them, their gaze filled with murderous intent as they stared down Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.
They instantly recognized the Haotian Hammer of the Haotian Sect.
They also knew that these two men were the most celebrated talents of the Haotian Sect.
But what of that?
It's not that Soul Hall isn't afraid of them.
They are now the devout followers of the great God of Hongmeng. Daring to disturb the Upper God's ritual, even if Qian Xunji, the Pope of Soul Hall, came, they would dare to fight.
"Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, what do you think you are doing?"
Bibi Dong's cold gaze fell upon the two men, a trace of indignation rising in her heart—they dared to cause trouble at the Upper God's sacrificial ceremony.
She really wanted to blood sacrifice the two men, just as Xiong Ba had said. But she knew that they were both strong, and even with two Douluo Souls by her side, she couldn't possibly capture them. At most, they could defeat them. Moreover, a battle would disrupt her ritual.
"Bibi Dong, sacrificing Soul Beasts to an Evil God is one thing, but under broad daylight, in front of tens of thousands of citizens, you dare to sacrifice a living person to an Evil God? Release this girl at once!"
Tang Hao raised the Haotian Hammer in his hand and pointed at Bibi Dong, his voice ringing with righteousness.
As the Soul Hall Saint Girl, they did not dare to truly kill Bibi Dong. Besides, two Douluo Souls were her guardians. Even with the Haotian Hammer's extraordinary attack power, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were not confident they could defeat two Douluo Souls with their Soul Saint cultivation levels.
"The Upper God is not an Evil God. Besides, it is my honor to ascend to the heavens to serve the Upper God. Please do not blaspheme against the Upper God, or I shall eradicate you blasphemers on behalf of the Upper God."
Before Bibi Dong could speak, Ah Yin's cold voice rang out. Eight dazzling Soul Rings appeared around her, and her powerful soul force caused Tang Hao and Tang Xiao to widen their eyes in shock.
"A Douluo Soul!"
"How is this possible?"
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao could hardly believe it.
What they found most inconceivable was that such a strong Douluo Soul would willingly become a sacrifice to an Evil God. What kind of magic did this Evil God possess?
In the original narrative, Ah Yin's cultivation level was similar to that of Tang Hao and Tang Xiao. After encountering Bibi Dong and developing faith in Hongmeng, she prayed daily to receive divine grace.
Her soul power grew continuously.
Moreover, as a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, she did not need to hunt for additional Soul Rings.
As a result, her cultivation level advanced by leaps and bounds, and she was now a level eighty-eight Douluo Soul.
"It's actually a Douluo Soul!"
"The Douluo Soul is willingly sacrificing herself to the God of Hongmeng!"
"What kind of Divine Spirit is the God of Hongmeng?"
The tens of thousands of civilians around the altar were even more shocked. Although they were ordinary people, they were not completely ignorant about Soul Masters.
Soul Masters are the most noble profession in the Douluo World. Everyone aspires to be one.
Normally, they considered themselves fortunate to even encounter a Soul Master or a Grand Soul Master, individuals who would command their utmost respect. A Douluo Soul, therefore, was a figure of legend to them, an almost mythical being.
For instance, Holy Spirit Village, where Tang San lived as a child, prided itself on the legend of once having produced a Soul Saint, a fact its village chief boasted about to this day.
"The ritual will now begin."
Bibi Dong glanced at Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, who had lost their spirit and were staring blankly. She then stopped paying attention to them, while the two Douluo Souls remained alert.
Ah Yin stood in the center of the altar, her eyes filled with devotion, excitement, and nervousness.
Would the God of Hongmeng truly allow her to ascend to God's kingdom? Even though Bibi Dong had already promised her, she still held some doubts. The Divine Spirit was too far away from her. If it weren't for the fact that during her prayers she saw the holy form of the great God of Hongmeng and received his favor, she would never have believed Bibi Dong.
"Everyone, join me in praying to the God of Hongmeng."
Bibi Dong knelt on the ground, revealing perfect and enchanting curves, as she recited the ritual prayer with devotion.
"Great God of Hongmeng, You are the God of Creation, the God of all things, the creator of the universe, The Sovereign."
"You are our Father and God."
"Your radiance lights up our path ahead."
"You are our faith."
The two Douluo Souls glared threateningly at Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, then knelt to pray as well.
Tens of thousands of common people followed suit in prayer. Because there were legends of Divine Spirits in this world, the people harbored reverence and dared not act recklessly. Moreover, Bibi Dong had promised that if there were no Divine Manifestation bestowing divine grace, they would each receive a gold soul coin. With such a good deal, they naturally did their best.
"I really want to see what kind of Evil God it is!"
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao exchanged glances. They didn't interfere, ready to observe first.
They were also curious about whether there really were Divine Spirits in this world. Legends of Divine Spirits were plentiful, but they had never seen one. Not to mention them, even their grandfather, the level ninety-nine Limit Douluo Tang Chen, had not seen one and was currently searching for remnants of Divine Spirits everywhere. Because after level ninety-nine, there was no further path. The only way was to become a god. But he didn't know how to become a god.
「10,000 Chat Group.」
Dominator of the Underworld Association: "Soon I will again see the majestic and heroic stature of my god, excited! jpg."
Huashan Sect Master: "Excited +1"
The Descendant of the Great Yan Royal Family: "Excited +2"
Dog Son of the Upper God: "Breaking the formation! I really want to know what expression Tang Hao and Tang Xiao will have when they see my god's Divine Manifestation, and his majestic and peerless stature."
The Lord of Great Qin: "Excited +1"
Ying Zheng was almost ready for the sacrifice, so he placed great importance on Bibi Dong's live broadcast.
Tushan Rongrong remained silent as she sat under the Love Sorrow Tree, her consciousness fixated on the live broadcast in the chat group.
Is there really a god? Are they really beings from other worlds? Prayers, preaching, sacrifices, and then receiving abundant divine grace? Are there really such generous Divine Spirits? Ordinary livestock being casually transformed into Divine Beasts by Divine Spirits? Is this really possible? Those transformed Divine Beasts seem even stronger than Big Sister Honghong; this doesn't make sense!
She recalled the various videos she had seen in the chat group and had countless questions in her heart. She wanted to ask but didn't dare. Regarding the unknown chat group, her naturally cautious mind made her even more wary, and she didn't dare to make contact easily.
On the Wula Plain, in front of the towering altar, the prayers of tens of thousands convened into a torrent, like a surging tide, echoing through the heavens.
The entire Wula Plain, and even Wula City, could hear it.
Bibi Dong knelt prostrate on the ground, her expression expectant.
Her voice grew increasingly loud, her eyes more devout:
"Great God of Hongmeng."
"Your devoted followers offer up the most precious sacrifices, hoping to receive Your blessing, to spread Your divine radiance across the world, and let Your glory illuminate the world!"
"May Your Divine Power be eternal!"
"May Your Divine Fire never extinguish."
"Great God of Hongmeng, the supreme and sacred, the one True God!"
Bibi Dong's voice grew louder and louder, eventually resounding like thunder across the Wula Plain!
As Bibi Dong prayed, changes began to appear in the sky.
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