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Chapter 486.

"The disguise soul ability must have come from her soul bone. It must be a special soul bone too," the Grandmaster voice was slightly hoarse.

"I've been in the Soul Hall for a while. This type of soul bone is what I mentioned before—a complete set of soul bones called the Angel God Sacred Soul Bones. There are six pieces in total, and each piece is the most suitable soul bone. If someone can completely assimilate it, it will grant an extremely powerful additive force. Xiao San, you must be careful in the future. Qian Renxue will become your enemy!"

Angel God Sacred Soul Bones!

When he heard this, Tang San already understood the power behind the whole set of soul bones. For a moment, he became extremely serious.

"However, you don't need to worry too much," the Grandmaster shook his head. "This Angel God soul bones can only be fully absorbed if one reaches the 100th level of soul power... That domain is no longer achievable by mortals. In addition to talent, it requires luck and opportunity."

Upon hearing this, Tang San was startled once again, but his heart eased a little.

At the level of Titled Douluo, Tang San had heard of experts like Sword Douluo and old Titled Douluo like Yu Yuanzhen. Such figures naturally understood the huge gap between each level of Titled Douluo. Reaching that legendary level was incredibly difficult.

"Next, you need to focus on your cultivation. The palace has gone through major changes. But fortunately, you saved Emperor Xue Ye in time and gave him a chance to breathe. As Emperor Xue Ye recovers a little each day, Tang San, you should enter the palace with Sect Master Ning," the Grandmaster said.

"After I return, we'll discuss ways to speed up your cultivation. It's unfortunate Xiao Feng isn't here now. Otherwise, things would be different."

In reality, Emperor Xue Ye's condition was far less severe than Tang San and Dugu Bo had thought.

After Qian Renxue's defeat, Tang San and Dugu Bo entered the bedroom and found Emperor Xue Ye sluggish, but still with about half a month's life left. The issue wasn't so much about healing, but more about preparing for his passing. This was a significant matter for the royal family, but the change in leadership was crucial.

When the Grandmaster mentioned Wang Feng, everyone fell silent. Every time this boy ran off, he disappeared for months at a time.

"I wonder if brother Feng has found his soul beasts in the north by now?" Tang San sighed, shaking his head.

——

After Qian Renxue left the White Pontiff, she tightly held the token in her hand and walked into the Elders Hall without saying a word.

The Elder Hall.

Only Title Douluo with a soul power level of 90 or higher were eligible to enter. It held the highest authority in the Soul Hall. The atmosphere in the Elder Hall was quiet. When Qian Renxue entered, it felt as though she had stepped into another space, and the voices of the outside world faded away.

She soon saw a man tha looked like he was in his late twenties in gray in the middle of the hall. The man was standing beneath a statue of an angel, seemingly praying quietly.

He turned to face Qian Renxue as though he had been waiting for her. It was none other thanb Qian Daoliu, grand worshipper of the Elder Hall!

And the one of the strongest person on the mainland.

"Grandfather..." Qian Renxue's cold expression softened, and a tired smile appeared on her face.

"I'm back."

The gray-clothed old man opened his eyes, his expression warm and kind.

"It's good that you're back. How can I stand seeing you suffer? Did she bully you just now?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue was stunned.

"Grandpa, you know what happened just now?" she asked, skeptical.

"How could I not know?" Qian Daoliu snorted coldly. "Don't I know you? When you came back, I could tell you didn't want to pretend anymore. Your mother also noticed it, so I removed the Titled Douluo around you, making it easier for you to slip away."

Qian Renxue remained silent.

"Did you arrange all these plans yourself?"

Qian Daoliu, having lived for so long, knew exactly what his most beloved granddaughter was thinking.

"Your mother might know some of it, but she didn't speak out. She didn't expect you to do this."

Qiandaoliu sighed and walked toward Qian Renxue, gently patting her head.

"The White Pontiff is no easy person. When he came back last time, he brought a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast for your mother. He earned her full trust and was sent to Heaven Dou City. She didn't tell anyone, but I can guess it was to protect you."

"Do you understand, child?"

Hearing this, Qian Renxue was slightly startled.

"I know everything about your return," Qian Daoliu said slowly. "The White Pontiff is indeed very powerful, special, and loyal to the Soul Hall. If you truly have feelings for him, Grandpa will support you..."

Qian Renxue remained silent.

It seemed that Grandpa had only guessed the plan based on his understanding of her. He didn't know she had arranged for Wang Feng to impersonate the White Pontiff. It was likely the six Titled Douluo who shared the news, but only the real White Pontiff would know the truth.

"But if he dares to bully you, tell Grandpa!" Qian Daoliu's tone turned cold.

"Although he's extremely powerful, my old bones still has strength people fears!"

Qian Renxue shook her head. "No. I only have some business with the White Pontiff..."

As she spoke, she remembered the White Pontiff's words and couldn't help but snort.

'I don't want to fight her anymore.'

Qian Renxue's voice became firm. "But I won't recognize her as my mother. Grandpa, I want to quickly absorb the second soul bone. I want to become stronger! I don't want the people I care about to be harmed anymore!"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu was stunned, then chuckled softly. "Of course. Seems like Xiaoxue has someone she cares about now. But don't blame your mother. Her pain might be much more than you know and think."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

Qian Renxue frowned slightly but didn't answer.

"Your mother's strength might not be no less than mine now. She's also gained a peerless figure like the White Pontiff as her supporter. I have to admit, she has much more charisma and is much stronger than your father. Especially now..."

Qian Daoliu looked toward the Supreme Pontiff Palace with a strange light in his eyes. "You've inherited her talent, and part of her blood also flows in you. You can't escape that connection."

"I just hope that one day, when you finally accept her, it won't be too late... I don't want you to regret it when she's no longer here."

A touch of sadness appeared in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

Hearing this, Qian Renxue's body stiffened, but she stubbornly remained silent.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

In the Supreme Pontiff Palace, Bibi Dong had changed into rare casual clothes, not the usual noble and magnificent uniform.

"Wang Wu, come with me."

Bibi Dong looked at the man still dressed in white at the bottom of the high platform and spoke slowly, "I will take you to see another level of power today..."

Wang Feng, seeing Bibi Dong in her casual clothes, understood where she was taking him.

Though casual, her appearance still radiated a sense of grandeur and unmatched beauty.

'Sure enough, women, no matter how old they are, love beauty,' he thought.

As he followed Bibi Dong, his thoughts wandered.

'What kind of place will the Rakshasa Secret Realm be? Could it be like the Slaughter City?'

"The place I want to take you to is called the Rakshasa Secret Realm."

Bibi Dong took Wang Feng along without hurry, and the two of them walked out from the back of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, heading toward the distance.

However, it didn't seem like they were leaving Soul City.

"Rakshasa Secret Realm?" Although Wang Feng already knew about it, it felt different when Bibi Dong said it herself.

"Yes..." Bibi Dong replied. "This is a secret realm which has god's inheritance. You've been to the Slaughter City. In fact, that place is also a special area which has god's inheritance, and ordinary soul masters cannot enter."

At this point, Bibi Dong suddenly smiled. The smile was cold, but Wang Feng seemed to understand a little more now. It appeared that Bibi Dong had been to the Slaughter City as well. Since the Slaughter City was a place of divine inheritance, Bibi Dong's talent and potential must have been recognized. It wasn't hard to guess that obtaining the Killing God Domain was likely the reason she was chosen as the inheritor.

However, when Wang Feng had obtained the Killing God Domain, it was absorbed by the power of his blood mark like powers, causing the seventh bloodmark to not fully awaken yet.

"Different gods have different places –of inheritance," Bibi Dong continued slowly. "In our Soul Hall, there is also a place with gods inheritance."

Bibi Dong paused here and didn't say anything more. Wang Feng guessed that the place of inheritance for the Angel God was inside the Elder's Hall. It seemed that it was in the Elder's Hall where Qian Daoliu always reside. Thinking about this, Wang Feng's heart stirred—perhaps the Angel God and the Rakshasa God of were quite opposites?

No wonder Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu had such a tense relationship.

"The power of gods is immense," Bibi Dong said, a special light flickering in her eyes. "But the stronger the power, the higher the requirements for us to inherit their strength! Martial Soul, soul rings, and soul bones are indispensable, and at the same time, there is a need for immense perseverance and willpower..."

Bibi Dong's words seemed to touch on the deepest secret in her heart. But now, with the trust she had in Wang Feng and the fact that she had shared part of this with him before, there was no reason not to speak openly about it.

"Many years ago, when I went to the Slaughter City, I actually had the opportunity to inherit the gods' power from that place..." A trace of regret flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. "It's a pity that the Grand Worshipper of that god wouldn't deal with me..."

Wang Feng thought for a moment and guessed who she was talking about.

"But then, I still got the inheritance of other god." Bibi Dong's tone became more indifferent.

"I was still able to obtain powerful power, but the gods' inheritance in this place took too long. The personal strength requirements were too high. That's –why I wanted to hunt a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, to increase my power."

"Aren't your soul rings already full?" Wang Feng said, pretending to be unaware.

"I am a twin martial soul. I need to strengthen my second martial soul!" Bibi Dong replied plainly, as though twin martial souls were a common thing—nothing special.

"..."

"However, I do have to thank you," Bibi Dong's voice became a bit lighter, almost cheerful.

"Your hundred-thousand-year soul beast was very important. First, it was perfect for me, and second, I really urgently needed a hundred-thousand-year soul beast. With it, I'm confident I'll be able to pass the eighth trial. After that, I probably still need soul rings from two hundred-thousand-year soul beasts before I can really cross that hurdle."

In other words, Bibi Dong now has nine soul rings on her second martial soul too?

Wang Feng gasped.

Gaining two more 100,000-year soul rings would mean the tenth soul ring for both of her martial soul. This meant that Bibi Dong would be able to fully bear the power of the Rakshasa God.

Thinking about this, Wang Feng couldn't help but look at Bibi Dong.

"Twin martial soul, Double Titled Douluo?" he thought. The power attached to the soul rings was extremely formidable. The stronger the soul rings, the higher the requirements for the physical quality of the soul master. Wang Feng suspected that Bibi Dong's current physical strength far surpassed his own.

With her dual martial souls and soul rings, she could withstand the power of so many soul rings. One could imagine just how powerful Bibi Dong was!

'But when it comes to mental power, she might not be stronger than me...' Wang Feng thought to himself.

After learning about Bibi Dong's strength, Wang Feng couldn't help but feel a bit worried. It seemed that her power was a little too much. Was she on the path to becoming a Rakshasa God? Was this the kind of power they all accessed before gaining godly positions?

While they were chatting, Bibi Dong had already led Wang Feng to a wooden house in the forest, a few hundred meters away from Soul City.

It looked like a simple wooden house, but it felt more like a secret room. From there, they could see the Supreme Pontiff Palace on the mountain peak in the distance.

Once inside the wooden house, Wang Feng suddenly felt that Bibi Dong's aura had changed–. It became dark and pure, exuding an evil air so thick that it almost formed a tangible substance, like fog.

"Rakshasa Secret Realm. To enter here, you need to release the evil from the deepest part of your heart and recall things you don't want to face," Bibi Dong's voice was hoarse.

Wang Feng noticed her eyes were a little bloodshot.

"There is no evil in me," Wang Feng said calmly.

Bibi Dong looked at him with a raised eyebrow, as if she was about to respond, but then she paused.

"Yeah, I forgot..." She smiled suddenly. "You can't feel emotions. You're indifferent to everything, pure and simple. Your heart is blank. No matter how many people you kill, no matter how dirty you see, you won't feel evil either."

"What should we do then?" Wang Feng asked.

Bibi Dong thought for a moment. She had not considered this issue before, because Wang Feng was too unique.

Just then, Wang Feng suddenly said, "Would you like to share your evil with me?"

Bibi Dong blinked in surprise. "Can this even be shared?"

"I have a domain," Wang Feng continued. "It's called the Domain of Original Sin. It's formed by my body absorbing various emotional energies and condensing them. In this realm, –any creature weaker than me will be affected by seven different primal emotions. In this domain, I can probably accept the emotions of others."

"If you release your evil into my realm, then I will be able to feel it."

Wang Feng's words were sincere. There was no evil in him, and because of the tempering from the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, his soul had become pure. It was nearly impossible for any evil emotions or auras to take root in him. Even if they did, they would be purified and absorbed quickly.

Entering that kind of evil state was very difficult for him.

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