"My Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect can operate under the command of the Star Crown Sect, but we must maintain our independence.
Also, before the Star Crown Sect is fully exposed, we are still just ordinary allies. After that, these soul guides must be sold to us."
"Of course, but we can only manufacture soul guides up to level 7. We only have blueprints for level 8 soul guides and have not yet been able to produce them."
"Alright then, level 7 it is."
Ning Fengzhi also knew that at this stage, it was impossible for him to obtain the soul guide crafting blueprints from the Star Crown Sect.
Once this matter was exposed, the Star Crown Sect would certainly become a target of the Spirit Hall, and possibly even both empires. It would be better if they could just hand him the finished products.
In other words, he was very pleased to obtain the level 7 soul guides. After all, the limit for soul masters from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was Soul Saint.
He left satisfied, carrying three level 7 soul-guided cannons and three sets of level 7 soul guide defenses gifted by the grand elder. Their Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect soul masters had finally taken a stand.
The leader was also very pleased. He happily escorted Ning Fengzhi out of the secret base. He wasn't afraid that Ning Fengzhi would leak any information.
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had already offended the Spirit Hall. If news about the Star Crown Sect got out, there would be no place for them on the entire Douluo Continent.
At the same time, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who had returned to the Spirit Hall, were hiding in Ju Douluo's flower garden, discussing countermeasures.
The two had initially agreed to poison Ghost Leopard Douluo immediately upon returning and then rush to the Star Crown Sect after eliminating him.
Who would have thought that the moment they stepped into the Spirit Hall, they would hear the news that Ghost Leopard Douluo had broken through to level 95 Super Douluo?
This breakthrough placed him on an entirely different level. The two had to reassess the situation and wait for the right opportunity.
However, this time, Bibi Dong came in person. She told Ju and Ghost Douluo that she needed their help to hunt a 100,000-year-old soul beast.
Not to mention betraying the Spirit Hall, even before this, after experiencing the recent soul beast outbreak, they wouldn't dare to hunt a 100,000-year-old soul beast lightly.
"Old Ghost, do you think our Pope has gone mad? It's only been a few months since the soul beast wave. How dare she do this?"
"I don't know. Either way, I'm not going."
"Then shall we go to the Elder Hall first and find an opportunity to get rid of that leopard?"
"Alright, I'll put up with it for now."
Ju Douluo collected all the poisonous flowers and plants in his garden, brewed them into a colorless, odorless poison, and took Ghost Douluo to the Elder Hall.
The worshipers didn't like the two of them very much, but they didn't mind their submission either. Ju and Ghost Douluo were powerful, and only Bibi Dong found them disgusting.
As Ghost Douluo stepped into the Elder Hall, he felt the ghostly energy in his body start to dissolve, and an unbearable discomfort came from his soul. He had never wanted to leave the Spirit Hall more than he did now.
"Second Priest, Her Holiness the Pope wants us to accompany her to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt a 100,000-year-old soul beast.
The recent beast wave is still fresh in our minds. We dare not abandon the people of the Douluo Continent for our selfishness. Please protect us, elders."
"Alright, you two cowards, don't you dare step into the Star Dou Great Forest. Stay here, I'll talk to Bibi Dong."
Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't doubt them. It was common for Title Douluo in the Spirit Hall to waver between the Pope's Hall and the Elder Hall.
The beast wave had only just passed, so it was natural for Ju and Ghost Douluo to fear death and refuse to enter the Star Dou Great Forest. Even he, Golden Crocodile Douluo, was a little afraid.
Thinking about the dark golden claws of the Bear King, capable of ripping the sky, Golden Crocodile could still feel a dull pain in his chest. If the battle hadn't ended in time, he might not have returned.
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Ju and Ghost Douluo respectfully retreated from the Elder Hall. The problem with Bibi Dong was temporarily solved. They only needed to wait for another chance to deal with Ghost Leopard Douluo.
Yue Guan was overjoyed at the thought of obtaining Chrysanthemum Qirong Tongtian. He wanted to take action immediately.
It was all because of Ghost Leopard Douluo. Why did he break through for no reason? If he was still at level 94, he and the Old Ghost wouldn't have to be so cautious.
The news reached the Pope's Hall. Bibi Dong looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo, who left after saying only a few words, and she was furious in the hall.
She stared in the direction of Chrysanthemum Douluo's residence. Her face was so dark it seemed to drip water. A murderous intent surged in her heart, and it seemed like a voice echoed in her mind:
"Kill, kill, kill everyone who betrayed you and disobeyed you."
Bibi Dong forcibly suppressed the killing intent in her heart and returned to her bedroom with a dark expression.
She stood before a wall and twisted the chandelier on the nearby table. The floor suddenly shifted, revealing a staircase leading downward. A faint moaning could be heard from within.
This was a "secret chamber" Bibi Dong had built specifically to vent her rage. She descended the stairs. Green candles lit both sides, making the dim environment even more eerie and terrifying.
At the bottom was a rusted iron door. Dark red bloodstains seeped through the cracks.
Bibi Dong's eyes were bloodshot. She couldn't wait to push the door open and enter. Moments later, horrifying wails echoed from behind the door.
"Bibi Dong, you wicked woman, I won't let you go, even if I become a ghost."
"Oh, Walker, don't worry, I'll still control you even after you become a ghost."
"No, no, you'll go to hell."
"I've long been in hell, and it's all because of you.
Walker, blame Qian Xunji, since you were his most loyal subordinate.
Don't worry, I won't kill you. We still have a lot of time to spend together."
As Bibi Dong extended a poisoned needle from her fingertip and slowly pierced Walker's brain, the pain began to spread throughout his body.
Walker's body convulsed, foam forming at his mouth, and he passed out. He was awakened by a basin of cold water, only to be greeted by another poisonous needle. Again and again.
Desperate wails and mad laughter echoed in the secret chamber, as if history was repeating itself.
Qian Daoliu, under the Angel Statue, frowned, lifted his hand, then lowered it again.
In the end, he closed his eyes, shut off his senses, and chose not to intervene.
All of this was Xun'er's fault. Because he didn't take action back then, he wouldn't now.
Wherever the light of the statue reached, there was light. And under the light, there was boundless darkness.
Deceit, lies, tyranny, cruelty — countless negative emotions spread through the Spirit Hall.
Just like the six-winged angel representing justice and judgment, its shining and upright sword still hid a dark blade — like the fangs of a venomous snake lurking beneath.