Chapter 297: The Sacrifice of the Million-Year Soul Beast

"Sorry to keep you waiting. Six-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Affection Heart Sword Soul. Please, everyone, enjoy."

The words Qin Jian said with a faint smile made many people's cheeks twitch.

This is a life-or-death crisis! Can you be serious?!

"Your Holiness, be careful. This Martial Soul Fusion Skill is comparable to the strength of a level 95 Title Douluo, and that fused martial soul sword can use Teleportation. It is very difficult to deal with," Ju Douluo whispered a warning.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly and was about to strike again, but Qin Jian raised his hand: "Um, I have something to say."

"What nonsense are you spouting? Go to hell!"

After the Two-Pole Static Domain was broken, Gui Mei had been hiding his form, preparing to strike; by this time, he had already rushed in front of Qin Jian.

"Shhh!"

The giant golden sword slashed out instantly, various powers circulating on the blade. For a moment, it felt like a tearing sensation, making Gui Mei feel incredibly uncomfortable.

"What on earth is this Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Why is its power so strange and hard to defend against?!"

Gui Mei transformed into a black shadow and lingered, while Jian Douluo's Seven Kill Sword slashed down in sync, forcing him back.

"What do you want to say?" Bibi Dong suddenly asked.

Gui Mei, who had thought he was just acting as a vanguard, suddenly discovered that his Pope really hadn't moved, leaving him alone to charge into the fray, and he almost choked on his own breath.

"Your Holiness the Pope, delays lead to changes!" he shouted.

Bibi Dong waved her hand, her gaze fixed only on Qin Jian, and said: "In our home court, why worry about variables? I would like to see what he can say."

Qin Jian retracted the giant golden sword, letting it hover above him to guard against the opposite side, while saying: "My source power and Domain originate from emotion without physical form, so your Two-Pole Static Domain cannot lock me down; on the contrary, it will be shattered by my Domain."

"Having lost that, you can no longer stop me... if I want to escape."

His words made the expressions of Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo change slightly.

"But you cannot take them with you."

Bibi Dong pointed at Ning Rongrong and the others unhurriedly, saying: "Even if Jian Douluo, Poison Douluo, and Ning Sect Master escape together with people, there is no way to take everyone present. You shouldn't want to implicate others because of yourself, right?"

Qin Jian frowned as he looked at her, his voice slightly cold: "As the dignified Spirit Hall, if you take action against participating academies, won't you be ridiculed by the people of the world?"

The corners of Bibi Dong's thin lips curled up: "If I can obtain you, mere reputation is not worth considering at all."

"Your Soul Rings are already complete, why must you capture me?" Qin Jian asked, looking up.

"I think Grandmaster, who is by your side, can answer that question for you," Bibi Dong said.

"Sigh, she has Twin Martial Spirits; presumably, the Soul Rings for her second martial soul are not yet complete," Grandmaster sighed.

"Actually, even if my Soul Rings were complete, we would still be unable to resist taking action against you. A Transformed Soul Beast in its juvenile stage is an irresistible temptation for any Spirit Master," Bibi Dong added.

"And for this, you are willing to risk the consequence of a full-scale confrontation between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Spirit Hall?"

Qin Jian said calmly: "I believe that if Teacher gives me up, then it would be very simple to take Ning Shu and escape."

Jian Douluo was expressionless, but his hands were clenching tight.

He knew that Qin Jian said this to dispel some of the Pope's thoughts of hunting him, but if it came to the most critical moment, the worst-case scenario, he had no idea whether he should save Ning Fengzhi or Qin Jian.

Whoever is closest, I will save them...

"Qin Jian, I admire your courage..."

Bibi Dong flew forward, waving her Scepter, and looked down at Qin Jian from the air, as high and mighty as a goddess.

"But the foundation of the Spirit Hall is here, and it is not just these few Title Douluo you see..."

"Even if I wanted to let you go, they would not let you escape..."

Before Bibi Dong finished speaking, figures appeared in the air from all directions.

Every one of them had nine Soul Rings—Title Douluo!

"Swish, swish, swish!"

In an instant, they surrounded this place tightly.

"A juvenile Soul Beast dares to clamor before my Spirit Hall? You're courting death!"

A snake spear descended from the sky and, without a word, went to kill Qin Jian.

Seeing that he hadn't even waited for her command, a flash of coldness appeared deep in Bibi Dong's eyes.

"Boom!"

Jian Douluo flashed in front of Qin Jian and waved his hand to block this strike.

"Shhh—"

At the same time, the golden sword above Qin Jian suddenly vanished, and when it appeared again, it was already in front of Shemao Douluo.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Shemao Douluo's expression changed drastically: "What kind of power is this? Impossible!"

But no one present answered his question.

With all the Spirit Hall's Title Douluo out, it was already a certain-kill situation.

Jian Douluo stood in front of Qin Jian and said in a low voice: "Jian'er, Fengzhi, I have a move that can erupt with several times the power. You must leave quickly, do not... look back."

The cold wind howled.

Almost all the Title Douluo moved, and the overwhelming murderous intent pressed down like a tide, making one feel despair.

Bibi Dong floated in mid-air without taking action.

She only looked at Qin Jian's face; for some reason, a feeling of reluctance always welled up in her heart, affecting her actions.

"What exactly is your connection to the Illusion Love Tribulation from that year? Why am I so reluctant to kill you..."

Even with her thoughts in turmoil and finding it hard to truly strike, she did not stop the other Title Douluo from surrounding and killing him.

Reason was not influenced by emotion; she did what had to be done without hesitation.

She was a true emperor.

"Elders of the Elder Hall, I have waited for you for a long time..."

The final trump card must naturally be revealed at the most critical moment.

Jian Douluo, who had intended to fight for his life, suddenly felt a palpitation and abruptly halted his movements.

Not only him, but almost every Title Douluo present slammed on the brakes, stopping in mid-air for no apparent reason, their eyes filled with a hint of terror as they looked at Qin Jian.

Because they suddenly discovered that they... could not move!

"Hum!"

A golden light expanded, sweeping across everyone present like radar, sweeping across the Pope Palace, sweeping across the plaza, and sweeping toward the entire city...

"You..."

Qin Jian's body slowly rose into the air.

"... know nothing at all..."

Golden flames roared and burned fiercely on his body.

"... about a Million-Year Soul Beast!"

A golden flower, so massive it shrouded all of Wuhun City, appeared out of thin air, blooming silently and covering the entire city.

Under the pressure, everyone knelt on the ground, trembling.

"A Million-Year... Soul Beast..."

The peerless Pope Bibi Dong changed color for the first time, looking at Qin Jian, who was floating at the same level as her, with an undisguised look of shock on her face.

"A Million-Year Soul Beast?!"

For a brief moment, the Title Douluo present were overcome by impulse, wishing they could swallow Qin Jian whole.

But the next moment, looks of terror appeared on their faces, because they discovered that they were still unable to move even now.

"What kind of power is this... why can it lock down so many Title Douluo..."

This was the common question in everyone's hearts.

"The Sacrifice of a Million-Year Soul Beast..."

Qin Jian raised his hand, quietly watching a wisp of golden flame in his palm emit tiny sparks of golden light that dissipated into the air.

"Have you ever heard of it..."

PS: Actually, I have always felt that the reason for Title Douluo to hunt down a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast is not sufficient; is it just for the soul bone? It might not even be suitable, so do you think I can add a fan-fiction setting where a soul ring of over one hundred thousand years can replace the original Jiu Huanhuan?

(End of this chapter)