Inside the Spirit Hall, in the Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong sat on the papal chair, looking at the newly appeared name on the sky, her brows furrowed tightly on her elegant and noble face.
Another duel in the dark?
This is the fourth one, including the previous three!
Only five people were announced in total, and this little-known dueling arena has four of them!
"What kind of force is this?"
Bibi Dong tapped the scepter lightly with her fingers.
"Could it be that this owner really has three thousand beauties and has plundered all the beauties from the entire continent?"
Thinking of this, her unease grew stronger. She turned to look at Chrysanthemum Douluo below, her tone becoming stern.
"Where's the ghost? Hasn't it sent back any messages yet?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo quickly stepped forward and said, forcing himself to speak:
"Your Majesty, the elder in charge of intelligence just sent a message."
"Old Ghost... actually found the location of the dueling arena a long time ago, right inside Heaven Dou City."
"In Tiandou City?" Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed.
"Yes." Chrysanthemum Douluo swallowed hard and continued, "But Old Ghost sent a message saying…"
"Although that place looked like an ordinary dueling arena, it always had a strange quality that made him feel uneasy."
"To be on the safe side, he dared not infiltrate rashly and decided to first go to the young master to find out the situation..."
"Smack!"
Bibi Dong slammed her hand on the armrest, a flash of disgust in her eyes.
"Hmph! That good-for-nothing Qian Renxue!"
"She's been lurking in Tiandou City for a full twenty years! And the forces right under her nose haven't even noticed?"
"Not even a single word of intelligence has ever been sent back!"
"Why would we need to ask her ourselves? That's a complete waste of time!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo lowered his head, not daring to breathe.
He was helpless. Old Gui was always steady and reliable, so why was he being so slow and indecisive this time?
Little did he know the mental storm that the ghost was going through at that moment.
...
Outside the Dark Night Duel Arena in Tiandou City.
The night grew darker, but the arena remained brightly lit and bustling with activity.
In an inconspicuous, dark corner, a dark figure almost blended into the wall.
It was Ghost Douluo, a ghostly figure.
He didn't leave immediately, but stared intently at the magnificent gate of the dueling arena.
To be precise, he was staring at the giant man standing at the gate, like an iron tower, Deacon Tai.
For the strong, sometimes intuition is more terrifying than sight.
In the ghostly perception, the seemingly simple-minded gatekeeper seemed not to be human.
It's more like a ferocious beast in human skin!
The occasional glimpse of energy and blood that leaked out was so powerful it was like an erupting volcano.
"This...how is this possible?"
Ghost felt his throat go dry, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
He had never seen this level of oppressive feeling among the elders of the Papal Palace.
Even if he wasn't a Super Douluo of level 95 or higher, he was at least on the same level as him!
Yet this is a powerful figure who would be a guest of honor anywhere.
They're actually here... guarding the gate?!
They were maintaining order there, even handing candy to passing children?!
"Has this world gone mad?" The ghostly face was twitching.
When did titled Douluo become so worthless?
With so many Title Douluos in the Spirit Hall, which one of them wouldn't be worshipped?
Even when it's a mission, it's a major event concerning the situation on the mainland.
And this guy, wielding power capable of destroying the world, is working as a security guard here?
"No...we absolutely cannot force our way in."
Ghost took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart.
His intuition told him that this dueling arena was like a gaping maw of an abyss, seemingly calm but actually fraught with danger.
"Let's go ask that girl Qian Renxue first. She's been in Tiandou for so many years, she should know some of the details."
Having made up his mind, the ghost twisted its body and silently merged into the shadow on the ground, then sped away towards the Crown Prince's residence.
However.
The moment his breath disappeared.
The steward, Tai, who was standing at the main entrance, suddenly stopped what he was doing.
His huge, bull-like eyes seemed to glance at that dark corner.
Then, as if exhaling a puff of white air from his nostrils, he continued checking tickets as if nothing had happened.
...
Inside the dueling arena, on the upper observation deck.
The view here is excellent, overlooking the entire ring and the audience seating area.
The evil steward, dressed in black, leaned lazily against the railing, holding a glass of wine in his hand and gently swirling it.
Beside him stood Xue Linglong, dressed in pure white, with a cool and aloof demeanor like the moon.
The two stood there quietly, watching the tens of thousands of viewers below go wild because Xue Wu had made it onto the list.
"That little peeping brat outside is gone."
The evil steward took a sip of wine and spoke calmly.
Xue Linglong remained silent, her cool eyes fixed quietly on the center of the stage.
Seeing that she ignored him, the evil steward was not annoyed, but instead smiled with interest:
"One little devil left, but a few other mice slipped in."
"This is such a hassle, I'll have to get someone to clean it up."
Xue Linglong remained silent, her gaze focused.
Watching Xue Wu's graceful dance moves and the faint aura of ice and snow emanating from her body, Master Xie couldn't help but marvel.
"I must say, your disciple's martial spirit is quite interesting."
"Snowy Dance... a martial spirit that controls the weather. If it grows stronger in the future, combined with your and that girl Xiao Bing's ultimate power..."
"It's a real headache just thinking about it."
Upon hearing this, Xue Linglong, who had been expressionless, finally showed a slight change in her perpetually icy and beautiful face.
Her lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint, almost imperceptible smile that could outshine the moonlight.
"Um."
Although it is only one word.
But the pride and approval in his tone were impossible to hide.
...
at the same time.
Star Luo Empire, Lord City, Bai Family Mansion.
The atmosphere inside the Bai family hall was extremely tense at this moment.
Originally, the four major affiliated clans were closely connected. The patriarchs of the other three clans were Titan of the Power Clan, Niu Gao of the Defense Clan, and Yang Wudi of the Destruction Clan.
Upon seeing the list, he rushed over immediately, wanting to support his old friend Baihe.
When they arrived at the destination, they found...
Good heavens!
That old fox, Baihe, has already made a quick getaway with his precious granddaughter.
"That old white bird, it's fast!"
Titan slammed his hand on the table, making the teacups bounce, but his face showed a hint of satisfaction.
"Good that you ran! It's safer to run!"
"We old guys may have some skills, but we're no match for a Title Douluo."
Yang Wudi stood at the entrance of the hall, holding the Soul-Breaking Spear, blood still dripping from the tip of the spear.
They had just joined forces to repel several waves of opportunistic thugs.
"Alright, since the old white bird isn't here, we'll just help him guard this nest."
Niu Gao said in a deep voice, his brows furrowed: "I'm afraid that he might be intercepted outside while he's with a maid."
After all, who wouldn't be confused by the current state of white agarwood?
"However, looking at the newly released list, the Dark Night Duel Arena has reappeared on the list."
"Hopefully, this force will attract more attention, easing the pressure on Old White Bird and the others..."
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