He took a deep breath, too lazy to bother with any more formalities, and waved his hand coldly.
"Why should someone in charge of evil care about such empty fame?"
"Now that I have come here, I only ask for one result."
"Just name your price and hand the person over to me to take away. It's not that complicated."
Seeing that the old man was unmoved by reason, the evil steward's enthusiastic smile slowly faded.
He straightened his slightly hunched back, the mockery in his eyes gradually disappearing, replaced by an indifference as if he were looking at trash.
"Since the prince can't understand good and bad words, then so be it."
The evil master pointed to his mouth with his finger and leaned forward slightly.
"Come, Your Highness, watch my lips."
Xuexing paused for a moment, then subconsciously squinted, trying to see what he was saying.
"What?"
The evil mastermind parted his lips slightly, without making a sound, but the shape of his mouth was incredibly clear.
That is—"Get out."
Xuexing hadn't reacted yet, and leaned forward again: "What do you mean?"
The next second, a deafening shout rang in his ears.
"roll!"
This sound was like a thunderclap from a clear sky!
Xuexing felt a buzzing in her head, and she was completely stunned.
He raised his finger in disbelief and pointed at the evil hand, trembling with rage.
"You...you!"
"You dare tell me to get lost?!"
In front of everyone, right under the walls of the imperial city of Tiandou, tell him, a prince, to get out?
This is simply humiliating the Heavenly Dou royal family!
The evil steward looked at him coldly, his eyes full of impatience.
"I think you're tired of living."
"You have one minute to get out of our dueling arena with your bunch of lackeys."
"Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
The moment the words fell.
boom!
A terrifying mental storm erupted from the body of the Evil Master without warning!
Although this force had no physical form, it transformed into a substantial black wave of energy, which, centered on him, crushed the royal team directly in front of him!
"ah--!"
The screams instantly merged into one.
Xuexing, who was the first to be hit, felt as if he had been stabbed in the head with an iron needle, and the pain was so intense that his eyes felt like they were going to bulge out.
"puff!"
Two streams of blood gushed from his nose instantly, followed by blood from the corners of his eyes, ears, and all seven orifices.
The royal guards behind him fared even worse; their eyes rolled back, foaming at the mouth, and they collapsed to the ground with a series of thuds.
Only the old man, the Soul Saint, managed to hold on for a few more breaths.
But at this moment, his face was also deathly pale, and he felt dizzy, as if his brain was about to boil.
"What a terrifying psychological attack!"
The old man was terrified and bit his tongue hard, using the pain to clear his head.
"Martial Soul Possession!"
He roared and, not daring to linger, grabbed Prince Xuexing, who was in so much pain he was about to faint.
"Walk!"
The old man stomped his feet on the ground and, like a stray dog, fled frantically into the distance with Xue Xing.
They even ignored the luxurious carriage and the guards on the ground.
In just a few seconds.
The once arrogant and domineering royal entourage was reduced to a scene of utter devastation, with only the corpses of their guards lying on the ground.
The entire venue was deathly silent.
The onlookers were utterly astonished.
They were completely unharmed, not even a hair on their head was disheveled. That terrifying mental attack was precisely targeted only at the royal family!
"That's a prince! You just attacked him like that?"
"I don't know... are people this brave in the dueling arena?"
"This is more than just a slap in the face; it's like rubbing the royal family's face into the ground!"
And amidst the spotlight.
The evil master acted as if he had done something insignificant, lightly brushing away non-existent dust from his sleeves.
Then she turned gracefully and waved to the crowd with her back to them.
"Send a few people to clean the floor."
After saying that, he walked into the dueling arena without looking back.
Immediately afterwards, several attendants ran out and quickly dragged the unconscious guards off the ground like dead pigs to the roadside some distance away.
"Make way, make way, don't block the line of customers behind you."
passerby: "..."
That's insane!
The Crown Prince's Palace.
Qian Renxue was frowning as she discussed the current chaotic situation with the two Douluo, Serpent Spear and Porcupine.
Sudden.
The expressions of Serpent Spear and Porcupine Pig both turned serious as they looked up at the sky outside the hall, a hint of surprise in their eyes.
"This aura..."
"So strong! And it feels so familiar."
Qian Renxue looked up in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Before he could finish speaking...
A gentle breeze silently blew into the main hall.
The wind was gentle, and the next moment, an old man dressed in a blue robe appeared out of thin air in the center of the hall.
It is the third enshrined deity of the Hall of Offerings, Qingluan Douluo!
"Grandpa Qingluan?"
Qian Renxue's eyes lit up, and she quickly got up to greet her, her tone filled with surprise.
What brings you here?
From childhood to adulthood, apart from her grandfather Qian Daoliu, these were the few people who served her and whom her grandfather loved the most.
Qingluan looked at the dashing and handsome Xue Qinghe in front of her, her eyes filled with affection.
He pointed to the huge golden list in the sky and laughed, "It's all because my Xiaoxue is too beautiful."
"The Grand Master is afraid that after you are listed, you will be targeted by those who are unaware of your own mortality and encounter danger."
"They specifically sent this old man to protect you."
Hearing this, Qian Renxue felt a warmth in her heart, but then her heart tightened again.
Right now, all the powerful figures on the continent are rushing to the Dark Night Arena, and Grandpa and the others certainly won't let this opportunity slip by.
Qian Renxue tentatively asked, "Grandpa Qingluan, besides you... has anyone else been sent out from the palace?"
"For example... going to that Dark Night Duel Arena?"
Qingluan nodded naturally, her expression becoming slightly more serious.
"That's natural."
"Three furnaces capable of leveling up have appeared in succession. Such an incredible opportunity would be a great threat to the Spirit Hall if it were snatched up by other forces!"
"Therefore, the High Priest has already ordered that the person must be brought back."
Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat, and a strong sense of unease welled up inside her.
"Then...who went?"
Qingluan did not notice Qianrenxue's unusual behavior, assuming that she was just concerned about the mission.
"It's your Grandpa Qianjun and Grandpa Jiangmo."
"The two brothers are of one mind, and when they join forces, they are virtually invincible in this world, except for the Grand Elder and that woman."
"With them on the job, that little dueling arena can be wiped out with a flick of the wrist!"
Qian Renxue's expression instantly became somewhat unnatural.
The next moment, a white dove suddenly flew in from outside the hall; it was used by her people in the dueling arena to deliver messages.
Something big must have happened, otherwise they wouldn't be in such a hurry to send her a message.
Qian Renxue hurriedly took the envelope, opened it, and her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.
[The Spirit Hall sent two Title Douluos, who used the Thousand-Pound Demon-Subduing Technique, but they were easily suppressed by Deacon Xue.]
Seeing that her expression had turned somewhat unpleasant, Qingluan Douluo asked in confusion, "What happened?"
Qian Renxue sighed deeply: "Grandpa Qingluan, you really underestimate this Dark Night Duel Arena."
She needed to hurry back to the dueling arena.
...
Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace.
"Bang!"
A white jade medicine bowl was smashed to the ground, shards flying everywhere.
The scalding soup splashed all over the floor.
"Rebellion! Rebellion!"
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