As a Soul Master, especially a powerful one, Qian Renshang believed in his sixth sense.
He had indeed sensed immense malice just now, as if someone was targeting him.
But...who would target him like this now?
After thinking it over, Qian Renshang concluded that it must be his eccentric mother, Bibi Dong.
Thinking of his eccentric mother, Qian Renshang sighed helplessly.
After barely escaping from her clutches last time, he had decided to stay as far away from her as possible.
However, due to the need to promote Soul Spirits, he had inevitably come to the Spirit Hall again.
Qian Renshang could almost foresee the excitement of his next encounter with Bibi Dong.
"I'm sorry... Qian Renshang, for the sake of the Soul Spirit, and even more so for the sake of our Soul Beast race, I'm sending you to the Spirit Hall to face that vicious woman this time."
Gu Yuena seemed to have seen through Qian Renshang's thoughts, and for the first time, a look of shame appeared on her face!
She knew how unwilling Qian Renshang was to face his mother.
"It's alright... I'll have to face her someday. After all, I can't keep running away forever.
Douluo Continent is both big and small."
Qian Renshang, however, comforted Gu Yuena instead.
If nothing unexpected happened, Bibi Dong would be the first person to launch a war to unify Douluo Continent in the future, and it would be difficult for him to avoid encountering her.
"I just hope that there will be as little trouble as possible this time.
If she insists on causing me trouble... then I won't be polite anymore."
"After all... I didn't come alone this time!"
Qian Renshang said with a confident smile, and almost immediately, a hearty laugh rang out in the carriage, from Di Tian and the others who had been silent until now.
"I've been wanting to meet that vicious woman for a long time. A level 99 Peerless Douluo, huh?
I, Old Bear, love playing high-level matches!"
Xiong Jun patted his name tag, his face fierce.
"Bullying Qian Renshang is bullying me... I won't back down from that woman."
Chi Wang echoed, while Wan Yao Wang, dressed in an elegant green robe, said in a deep voice,
"Qian Renshang is a friend of our Soul Beast clan.
His affairs are my affairs... I won't stand idly by."
Di Tian, clad in black robes, remained expressionless.
"The last encounter wasn't satisfying enough… I'd like another round this time, after all, we haven't had many opponents lately."
Di Tian was clearly protective of his own, and Bi Ji, needless to say, wore a gentle yet resolute expression.
"With me here, I won't let anyone suffer any harm… I swear on my life!"
All the Beast Kings were conveying the same message: anyone who dared to oppose Qian Renshang was opposing them.
The Soul Spirit Technique was beneficial to the entire Soul Beast race, and Qian Renshang was the most crucial link; it was both morally and logically necessary to protect him.
This trip to the Spirit Hall would be undertaken by the five Beast Kings alone, bearing all the dangers.
"Everyone…"
Qian Renshang was deeply moved by this scene.
The Spirit Hall was a gathering place for high-level Soul Beasts across the continent; even though the five Beast Kings were not weak, there was still some danger.
However, Qian Renshang felt that it shouldn't be so dangerous that the five Beast Kings would have to engage in a full-scale war simultaneously.
"Probably..."
Qian Renshang thought to himself
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Seven days later!
Under the blazing sun, after several days of arduous travel, the participating teams finally arrived at the gates of Wuhun City.
All the teams began to disembark one after another, and many instinctively exclaimed upon seeing Wuhun City.
"Wow...this must be Wuhun City, the number one city on the continent! It's even more majestic than I imagined!"
"Tiandou City is far inferior to it...Damn, the guy we just met was incredibly strong, I think he's at least a Soul Emperor."
"I'm envious..."
Qian Renshang and his group also quickly disembarked.
Several Beast Kings from the Star Dou Great Forest were clearly more curious about this so-called number one city on the continent.
"Is this your number one human city? It's indeed remarkable..."
Di Tian commented with his hands behind his back.
From afar, Wuhun City resembled a towering beast coiled on the earth. The city walls soar into the clouds, seemingly connecting with the sky.
The walls, built of huge stones, are sturdy and heavy, exuding an ancient and solemn aura.
At the city gate, rows of soldiers stood ready.
Each was burly, clad in fine armor, their weapons gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
Their eyes were resolute and sharp, exuding a seasoned, battle-hardened authority that deterred any easy offense.
The passersby were also extraordinary.
Some were powerful Soul Masters, radiating a formidable aura; others were wealthy merchants, surrounded by numerous followers, displaying their riches and power.
Truly remarkable!
Xiong Jun and the others repeatedly marveled at the incredible creativity of humanity, and they also sensed many extraordinary auras emanating from Martial Soul City.
Only Qian Renshang wore a complex expression.
"Martial Soul City… I… am back…"
Martial Soul City—this was Qian Renshang's birthplace.
Logically, he should be very familiar with this place; it was his original home.
But the truth is, he had never really looked at this so-called "home."
The only time he had ever freely walked within Spirit City was during his escape when he was three years old.
Qian Renshang only remembered that it was a very cold winter... so cold that his heart seemed to have stopped beating.
Gu Yuena and the others clearly sensed Qian Renshang's sadness, but they all tacitly remained silent.
Qian Renshang walked ahead alone, touring his "home."
"So Spirit City is that big?... But back then, it felt so small, too small to contain my weak self!"
"That place... must be where I looked back once."
Qian Renshang muttered to himself. He didn't know why he was talking to himself; he just wanted to speak.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Qian Renshang suddenly looked up.
Where his eyes focused, the Spirit Hall stood like a colossal beast, its majesty dominating the world.
Its overall architecture was predominantly white and gold, with white jade paving the ground, reflecting light so brightly it was like a mirror, and golden light shimmering, as if the radiance of a god had been bestowed upon it.
The towering dome of the hall reached into the clouds, its spires seemingly piercing the heavens.
Beneath the immense dome, the thick, exquisitely carved pillars spoke of the weight of time and the accumulation of glory.
Sunlight streamed down, refracting the Spirit Hall's light like a dazzling pearl, radiating an awe-inspiring magnificence and grandeur that captivated all who beheld it.
However, Qian Renshang's gaze did not linger long on the Spirit Hall's grandeur; instead, it focused on a single point—the very center.
That was the highest building:
The Papal Palace!
He had spent three whole years there…
Qian Renshang stared at the Papal Palace, unaware that a beautiful figure there was also looking in his direction.
Her long, flowing purple hair cascaded down like a waterfall, shimmering with a mysterious and captivating luster, like a glittering galaxy in the night sky.
In her hand, she gripped a golden scepter, its entire body gleaming with dazzling light, topped with a massive gem that emitted a kaleidoscope of colors.
The scepter seemed to possess boundless power and majesty; with each gentle sway of her hand, the surrounding air trembled.
Her face was exquisitely beautiful, her skin as white as snow, her eyebrows like distant mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, her lips naturally red, and the slight upturn of her lips carried a hint of cold elegance and arrogance.
She wore a magnificent robe, its wide sleeves fluttering, embroidered with exquisite patterns and runes, adding to her noble air.
Bibi Dong's lips curled slightly.
"My child... you've finally returned!"
(End of Chapter)
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