radicalducati Chapter 8 Spirit Hall? What is that?
Chapter 8 Spirit Hall? What is that?
No sooner had he finished speaking than another unexpected event occurred.
Above the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, a massive spatial rift was torn open.
Several figures flew out from within, their targets clearly defined, and instantly surrounded Bone Douluo.
Only then did Gu Rong belatedly realize what was happening. He stared wide-eyed and looked around, his scalp tingling as if his hair had been prickled up.
With his [Spatial Travel] Soul Skill, he clearly judged that the previous method was a profound spatial ability.
Furthermore, the people who were teleported were incredibly powerful; their extremely obvious aura fluctuations clearly revealed their ninth-tier status, and there were actually six of them!
"The Spirit Hall?!"
Gu Rong's expression twisted.
The tone of their voices trembled slightly at that moment.
Based on his understanding, he couldn't think of any other possibilities, but his mind was still relatively clear.
Without any hesitation, he immediately realized that he had to run away; no matter how capable he was, he couldn't take on six people at once!
Maintaining its massive skeletal dragon form, it flapped its wings, turned nimbly, and broke outwards without hesitation, choosing the shortest route.
However, things are not that simple.
If you beat the younger generation, you will have to bear the wrath of the older generation.
Blocking the way was an elderly man with a full head of gray hair, exuding immense power.
Seeing the ancient banyan's terrifying body charging towards him with overwhelming force, he calmly and slowly raised the holy sword in his hand, unleashing a holy light slash.
The skin of the Dawn of Light squad, which required all their strength to break through, now appeared as thin as a sheet, easily torn open by energy.
The spurting blood halted the ancient banyan tree's movements.
With a scream, the dragon-shaped body swayed precariously.
As he crashed to the ground with a thunderous roar, a voice, cold yet laced with murderous intent, reached my ears at the same time.
"Is it fun to bully the younger generation?"
The ancient banyan tree struggled to rise, looking up at the sky.
Just then, he saw the six little devils who had fought him not long ago excitedly approaching each other.
They were clearly familiar with each other, and they started talking right in front of him. The few words they exchanged almost made Gu Rong forget the pain.
"Senior, is it just your special forces team that came?"
"I thought Your Majesty would invite Grandpa and the others as well."
Long Haochen greeted him politely, and he appeared visibly relaxed, completely unlike his previous tense self.
Gu Rong knew this scene very well. In the past, when Ning Rongrong caused trouble, he would help her out, and it was always a similar scene.
"Your Majesty's foresight is certainly well-founded."
"It's just an outpost; six of us are enough."
"As for you kids, you'd better work harder in the future. You can't even handle this little problem?"
The gray-haired old man was none other than Chen Zidian, the original leader of the Demon Hunter Team in "The Fall of the Demon God," and now the captain of the Federation's special forces.
Smiling at the Dawn of Light, his tone softened noticeably. Long Haochen scratched his head in embarrassment, while Chen Ying'er continued to rant beside him.
"Grandpa Chen, you must help us get revenge!"
"That old man is so annoying. He's clearly very strong, but he still resorts to sneak attacks."
Upon hearing this, the ancient banyan tree in the pit below, its dragon-shaped face twitched slightly.
But without dwelling on it, my attention quickly shifted elsewhere; was there a bit too much information?
The term "special forces" is easy to understand; it simply refers to a special combat unit, whose members are likely all highly skilled.
Furthermore, the words suggest that there is more than one such quantity, and apart from the Spirit Hall, no one else could possibly have gathered enough.
The question is... why call him Your Majesty?
In the Douluo Continent, this type of title represents the emperor.
Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall is more often addressed as Your Majesty, which sounds rather strange.
Of course, Gu Rong couldn't think for long; various thoughts flashed through his mind, and he immediately tried to escape again.
Unfortunately, before they could even make a move, they heard Chen Zidian respond to Chen Ying'er from the sky, his tone once again filled with hostility.
"Don't worry, I will avenge you."
"A martial soul ability... it is indeed very peculiar."
"Judging from what we just saw, it should be skilled in physical attacks and possess very high defense."
Chen Zidian muttered to himself, quickly summarizing, and in the next instant, he swooped down with the holy sword in hand, his target the ancient banyan tree in its dragon form.
The dazzling holy light spread wildly, radiating a blinding brilliance. The two sides continued to clash, and the difference in strength was clearly visible to the naked eye.
Just like Long Xingyu, who received personal training from Lin Feng, his strength is even greater than in the original story.
Chen Zidian was the same; every move he made was earth-shattering, subtly containing the aura of some kind of law.
With ease, the ancient banyan tree was beaten black and blue. Its most prized defensive capabilities were no match for the sheer difference in strength.
After several consecutive clashes, the fusion of the ninth soul skill was broken, the ancient banyan tree returned to human form, and the bone dragon martial soul quickly dimmed. Where was there any chance to escape?
"You...cough...who exactly are you?"
"Someone this powerful could never be unknown!"
"Could it be a legendary expert from the Spirit Hall's Hall of Worship?"
"I am Gu Rong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Considering I am doomed, may I ask your name?"
Gu Rong stood on the ground, his chest heaving, his aura extremely weak, and his soul power almost exhausted.
He had completely given up hope of escaping and was even prepared to be killed to silence him.
In his mind, the Spirit Hall had not made a move for many years, and once it erupted, it would surely sweep across the world.
How could I possibly let myself off the hook?
Judging from the looks of it, Dugu Bo is also likely to be in grave danger.
But Gu Rong was genuinely curious: who had defeated him?
Death is not scary; what's scary is dying with your eyes open, never seeing your Martial Soul from beginning to end—it's just too frustrating!
That's why I asked that question earlier, staring intently at Chen Zidian, hoping to get the answer I wanted.
"The Spirit Hall? What's that?"
Chen Zidian frowned, staring at Gu Rong as if she were an idiot.
It's not that he doesn't activate his martial spirit, it's that he doesn't have one at all.
Moreover, they had just arrived in Douluo Continent and hadn't even had time to get information from Long Haochen and the others.
Naturally, he didn't understand the Spirit Hall and subconsciously asked the other party a question, which immediately made the atmosphere freeze.
"What did you say?"
The ancient banyan tree almost choked to death.
I never expected to hear such a reply.
I thought the old man in front of me would at most deny or refuse, but I didn't expect him to say something like that.
What's even more outrageous is that, as a titled Douluo, he vaguely felt that the other party wasn't lying? But how could that be?
Besides the Spirit Hall, who else in the Douluo Continent could produce so many powerful figures? Even the Clear Sky Sect, once the leader of the three sects, couldn't possibly do that!
"Senior, the Spirit Hall is a powerful force in this world."
"I heard he's quite strong, but this guy must have misunderstood."
Long Haochen couldn't stand it anymore and quickly explained to Chen Zidian, clarifying things in a few words.
Immediately, the latter showed a look of realization, glanced strangely at the ancient banyan tree, but did not offer any explanation.
He's just a prisoner; he's not qualified to know that much information, at least not before His Majesty Lin Feng's approval.
"Alright, let's end this farce."
"Isolate this guy and ask him what to do."
"Next, the defense work will be handed over to the special forces. Haochen, you guys continue to inscribe the array patterns."
"Let's strive to complete the teleportation array as soon as possible, so that His Majesty Lin Feng's glory can spread across this new land!"