Douluo Dalu: Transforming Soul Rings into Soul Veins

After sealing the Rakshasa God's divine soul, Lin Feng had specially gone to check on Qian Renxue's seclusion place.

The aftershocks of the battle just now were indeed too strong. The entire Pope's Hall was destroyed, and the land on the mountainside was a scene of devastation. If not for the protection of Lin Feng, Gu Yuena, and the others, I'm afraid the entire mountain would have been blown apart.

After confirming that the place where Qian Renxue was had not been affected by the aftershocks, only then did Lin Feng return to the now-in-ruins Pope's Hall.

He sensed his surroundings, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely. In the situation where everything here had been completely destroyed, the secret room, on the contrary, seemed to have survived in the energy release just now, without a single trace of being damaged.

"I wonder what Dong'er had used to build it back then. Was she afraid I would escape?.."

The craftsmen had already begun to rest and reorganize. Although Lin Feng himself could carry out the reconstruction of the great hall, it would, after all, consume his own soul power. In addition, this kind of act of snatching people's jobs really couldn't be done too often. People received a salary to do their work. If their work were to be done by a more advanced productive force, what would become of them?

Thus, Lin Feng had just repaired the place outside the secret room, covered it up, and then had withdrawn.

At the foot of the mountain, Yu Yuanzhen, leading Liu Erlong and Flender, was sitting swaggeringly in the Spirit Hall branch, looking at the three Titled Douluos before him, his eyes without a trace of fear. After all, he had come to find trouble~

The Chrysanthemum Douluo snorted and said with a strange tone, "Old Ghost, you see, certain fellows are truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth." As he spoke, he even specially glanced at the Ghost Douluo at his side, signaling for him to continue the conversation.

The Ghost Douluo was expressionless. It was just that his two eyes were slightly narrowed, staring at Yu Yuanzhen's group. He did not immediately respond but was silent for a while before slowly speaking, "Some people always like to do things that are beyond their own capabilities."

Hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen couldn't help but sneer. "Oh? Is that so? Since you have heard about the events in my sect, you should know how the outside world is criticizing my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect now. Spirit Hall is in no way free of blame for my son's death!"

Dugu Bo waved his hand. "Sect Master Yu, forgive me for being blunt. Let's not talk about why you have come this time. Whether you have evidence or not is another matter. For you alone to bring two burdens here to 'demand an explanation', isn't it a bit too much of not putting my Spirit Hall in your eyes!?"

As he spoke, the green soul power on his body also began to slowly surge, clearly as a show of force to Yu Yuanzhen.

Hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen's two eyes narrowed slightly. His gaze sized up Dugu Bo for a moment, and then he laughed loudly. "Dugu Bo, you think that just because you have advanced to Titled Douluo, you have the strength to contend with me? How ridiculous!"

As he spoke, the soul power on his body also fiercely erupted. A powerful, dragon-shaped soul power shot straight up to the clouds, its momentum astonishing. Liu Erlong and Flender also closely followed, releasing their own martial souls. For a time, the entire Spirit Hall branch was enveloped by this powerful aura.

"Hmph, you think this old one is still the Dugu Bo of the past? Ever since the Holy Son had cured my martial soul's hidden ailment," Dugu Bo said, the green soul power on his body becoming more and more dense, even faintly emitting a kind of a heart-palpitating aura. "My current strength is not something you can imagine! A Super Douluo, so what? You still can't suppress me!"

A black dragon shadow appeared behind him. It was just that he, who had just reached level 94 Titled Douluo, his aura could actually faintly contend with the level 95 Super Douluo Yu Yuanzhen, not falling into a disadvantage in the slightest.

Yu Yuanzhen's pupils narrowed slightly. He had originally thought that Dugu Bo's martial soul's evolution had just been to remove a hidden ailment, and at most he would have recovered to a normal level. But now, this kind of perception from his martial soul's bloodline, the Biphosphorus Poison Dragon Emperor martial soul before him, in terms of bloodline, could actually be faintly on par with his own Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. How was this possible!

Is Lin Feng's so-called immortal grass that heaven-defying?!

The Chrysanthemum Douluo snorted coldly. "Enough!" He and the Ghost Douluo appeared at the place where the two auras intertwined. A powerful soul power burst from the two of them, isolating the auras of Yu Yuanzhen and Dugu Bo. The scene at one point became extremely tense.

The Chrysanthemum Douluo's gaze was sinister as he stared at Yu Yuanzhen, mocking, "Yu Yuanzhen, you really think your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect can contend with my Spirit Hall? Today, if you are sensible, then leave quickly. Otherwise, don't blame my Spirit Hall for being impolite!"

Yu Yuanzhen and Dugu Bo took the opportunity to withdraw their soul power.

Hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen's face instantly became ashen. He glared at the Chrysanthemum Douluo and said, one word at a time, "My son's death is inextricably linked with Spirit Hall! Today, I will surely seek justice for my son!"

Dugu Bo laughed. "Your son? It couldn't be that shame of the soul master world, Yu Xiaogang, right?"

"Although he has the name of 'Grandmaster', you and I both know that he is just a person who seeks fame. Under the protection of your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, only then was there no criticism of his famous works on the continent. He himself is a waste now. If he's dead, then he's dead..."

"Shut up!" Yu Yuanzhen fiercely roared, interrupting Dugu Bo's words, his two eyes sparkling with anger. "My son's matter is not for you to comment on!"

The Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluos looked at each other, a trace of amusement flashing in their eyes. Flender tightly held the Liu Erlong whose eyes were spitting fire, for fear that she would directly rush up and send herself to her death.

"Your Spirit Hall is powerful now, so you can do whatever you want?!" Yu Yuanzhen roared.

"You have no evidence and you're making a scene here, and you're still in the right!?" Dugu Bo snorted coldly.

Just at this time, a figure quietly appeared among the crowd. It was precisely Lin Feng. He indifferently swept his gaze over everyone present, and then his gaze landed on Yu Yuanzhen's body. "Sect Master Yu, you have come from afar. Why be so angry? If there is any misunderstanding, why not sit down and talk it over slowly?"

"Greetings, Your Highness, Holy Son." ×3

Seeing Lin Feng appear, a trace of surprise flashed in Yu Yuanzhen's eyes. This fellow appeared suddenly, right? The power of space?!

He took a deep breath, trying his best to calm down. "Lin Feng, let me ask you. Do you know about the matter of my sect?"

"I know."

"And that among those three, there was a fallen soul master who was once hunted by Spirit Hall, do you know that!"

"I know."

"Then why, when my sect had first asked for the list of soul masters from Spirit Hall, did you conceal this matter! Little Gang's death is surely inextricably linked with Spirit Hall!"

Facing Yu Yuanzhen's questioning, Lin Feng's expression was still calm. "Sect Master Yu, regarding your esteemed sect's request for the list of soul masters, I am indeed aware. But at that time, the list did not record any fallen soul masters related to your esteemed sect. This may have been an oversight within Spirit Hall."

"As for Little Gang's death, I deeply regret it. But this matter indeed requires a detailed investigation. One cannot, based on mere speculation, determine that it is related to Spirit Hall."

Hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen's two eyes narrowed slightly, a bit of a sharp light in his gaze. "Lin Feng, you mean my son's death has nothing to do with Spirit Hall?"

Lin Feng gently shook his head and said with a smile, "I am just saying that this matter requires a deep investigation to be able to get to the truth. Spirit Hall's power is vast, and the personnel within are complex. It is inevitable that there will be a few bad apples who do things that violate the hall's rules. The one you were looking for at that time might have been a temporarily hired soul master."

"Not an official employee of my Spirit Hall. Of course, it is also possible that the Spirit Hall branch your subordinate was looking for was not a proper one, and had made a mistake."

Yu Yuanzhen's eyes were wide with anger. "Lin Feng! Do you take me for a fool, to fob this old one off like this!" Yu Yuanzhen's voice was like a thunderclap, echoing throughout the entire Spirit Hall branch. For a time, the atmosphere became extremely tense.

Lin Feng yawned. "Is there anything else? If not, then please, Sect Master Yu, go back and wait for a notice. When there is progress, you will be notified."

Damn it! How come this way of dealing with it is so annoying? A temporary worker? Not proper? What kind of ghostly words are these!

Yu Yuanzhen gritted his teeth in hatred. The fellow before him was simply more slippery than a loach. He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and said in a cold voice, "Lin Feng, I hope you can give me a satisfactory reply. Otherwise, my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will absolutely not let this rest!"

Hearing this, Lin Feng's brow raised slightly. He just said indifferently, "Sect Master Yu, forgive me for being blunt. For you to come to Spirit City at this moment to make a fuss, it's very difficult for me not to suspect if you and the fellow who had brought trouble to Spirit Hall just now are in the same group~"

Yu Yuanzhen's heart jumped. He had not expected that Lin Feng would so directly connect him with the previous incident. This had made him a little caught off guard.

He looked directly at Lin Feng and said in a deep voice, "Lin Feng, do not make slanderous accusations. I have absolutely no connection with those thieves who attacked Spirit Hall."

Lin Feng chuckled lightly and shook his head. "Sect Master Yu, I am not accusing you. I am just reminding you that now Spirit Hall is in a troubled time. Your arrival will inevitably cause some unnecessary associations."

"Besides, you can suspect Spirit Hall, but we can't suspect you have a problem? What's more, you don't even have any evidence. And for you to come at this critical juncture, your suspicion is very great, Sect Master Yu."

Hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen's face was a mixture of green and white. He knew that this was Lin Feng indirectly showing him the door.

"Lin Feng, stop with the insinuations here!" Yu Yuanzhen shouted angrily, the soul power on his body once again surging, clearly angered by Lin Feng's words.

Lin Feng spread his hands, his gaze cold. "I'm not joking with you. Spirit Hall has suffered a great loss today. Although the fellow who had attacked Spirit Hall has been killed, the source is not clear. I can reasonably suspect any one of your factions, especially you and the Clear Sky Sect!"

Hearing Lin Feng mention the Clear Sky Sect, Yu Yuanzhen's two eyes immediately narrowed. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes. He must have been paying attention to him all along. The matter of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and the Clear Sky Sect secretly allying, he was probably well aware of it.

"Are you leveling a false accusation against this old one!?"

Lin Feng shook his head. "I just want to tell you a principle. Even if it was my Spirit Hall that killed Yu Xiaogang, what can you do?"

"You finally admit it!" Liu Erlong roared and was about to rush forward but was tightly held back by Flender.

"Lin Feng, don't go too far!" Yu Yuanzhen shouted, his whole body's soul power surging, clearly already angry to the extreme.

Lin Feng, however, just sneered coldly. "Sect Master Yu, I'm going too far? Compared to what your son, Yu Xiaogang, has done, this is already very polite of me."

"That's right." With a light shout, a wisp of a purple beautiful figure appeared here. Bibi Dong snorted coldly and came to Lin Feng's side. "Yu Xiaogang deserved to die. Do you have any objection?"

Seeing the suddenly appearing Bibi Dong, Yu Yuanzhen's two eyes slightly narrowed, his expression becoming even more grave. "The Pope of Spirit Hall is also so unreasonable?"

"If Yu Xiaogang is dead, then he's dead. Sect Master Yu, I hope you will not make a mistake."

"Hmph, hehe," Yu Yuanzhen suddenly laughed, and then fiercely paused. "It seems Spirit Hall is really covering the sky with one hand!"

He coldly swept his gaze over the few people around, and then snorted coldly, turned around, and left. Although what Lin Feng and the others had said was ambiguous, he could already be sure that Yu Xiaogang had been killed by them. There was no meaning in staying here. He could only go back and plan again.

"First Uncle—" Liu Erlong screamed. "How can we just leave like this?!"

She looked at the people of Spirit Hall before her. To have killed Yu Xiaogang, and still be talking nonsense here, and on the contrary, saying it's their own fault. She only felt her anger surge, her pupils a sheet of blood-red. She could no longer endure it. In an instant, she had broken free from her restraints. "Martial Soul True Body!"

"No—Erlong!" Flender was greatly shocked. How could he have ever thought that Liu Erlong would be so irrational?

Roaring as she charged at Lin Feng, a scorching flame was as if about to burn everything to ashes. However, facing this violent attack, Lin Feng just smiled lightly. Before he could make a move, Bibi Dong had already snorted coldly first. A purple demon scythe appeared in her hand and chopped down!

The purple scythe's blade instantly cut across the long sky, intertwining with the roar of the fire dragon, bursting out with an astonishing energy fluctuation. Liu Erlong only felt a powerful and irresistible force coming at her. Her fire dragon martial soul's true body, in front of this force, actually seemed so fragile.

The fire dragon was scattered by one blow from the purple scythe. Liu Erlong was as if struck by lightning and instantly withdrew from her Martial Soul True Body state. From her right arm to her chest, a bloody gash was impressively in sight. She widened her eyes, and blood that she couldn't stop gushed out from her mouth, yet she couldn't say a single word.

"Erlong!" Flender cried out in surprise and hurriedly rushed forward to catch the Liu Erlong who was floating down from the sky. She had little breath in, and much breath out, with only one breath left.

He glared at Lin Feng and Bibi Dong, a trace of anger and helplessness flashing in his eyes. But in the end, he did not say anything, but just silently treated Liu Erlong's injuries.

Yu Yuanzhen, hearing the commotion behind him, turned around to see Liu Erlong's miserable state. His two eyes immediately became crimson. He was just about to fly into a great rage but heard Bibi Dong say indifferently, "To openly attack the Pope and Holy Son of Spirit Hall, Yu Yuanzhen, can I take it that you are openly declaring war on Spirit Hall?"

Yu Yuanzhen's figure paused. His full chest of anger was as if doused by a basin of cold water. He silently walked to Flender and the others' side. Looking at Liu Erlong's right arm, which had been eroded by the purple soul power, his heart became fierce, and he directly cut off the right arm!

"No—Erlong! Erlong! Sect Master Yu!" Flender screamed like a madman.

"Take the right arm. Let's go," Yu Yuanzhen kicked Flender, making his head clear up a little. Without saying a word, he took the lead in retreating.

His eyes held a monstrous anger. He roared in his heart, "Spirit Hall, I am irreconcilable with you!"

"Sect Master Yu, watch your tail juice. Today's matter, you still haven't cleared yourselves of suspicion," Lin Feng said softly. This time, when he goes back, he should raise his army, right?

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In the Blue Silver Forest, the ancestral land of the Blue Silver Grass clan.

The Blue Silver Grass spread out like an ocean. Every blade of Blue Silver Grass emitted a faint life aura. They were connected to each other, jointly forming a huge life network, and also seemed to form a unique formation.

In the center of this Blue Silver ocean was the piece of the Gold of Life that Ah Yin had brought. A rich life force was continuously being emitted from it, nourishing the Blue Silver Grass, and then feeding back to Ah Yin through the secret method of the Blue Silver clan.

This way of absorbing energy was unique to the Blue Silver Emperor. The speed of digesting the Gold of Life could be described as flying.

Bi Ji and Zi Ji were floating in mid-air, looking at the Ah Yin below. They looked at each other and smiled. "It seems Lin Feng has taken good care of her."

Bi Ji said with a shallow smile, "Now, it seems I should call him 'Revered Lord'?"

Zi Ji waved her hand without a care. "You and I have known him for a long time. There's no need to be so official."

Just as they were speaking, their gazes were attracted by a golden ball that was rolling in the Blue Silver ocean. Zi Ji's eyes widened. "That..."

Bi Ji flew down in disbelief and said with a charming chide, "How did you sneak out again? Di Tian is an incompetent nanny!"