Chapter 348: Another Round?

"Boom—!"

Almost at the very moment the attacks from the four Title Douluo slammed toward his forehead, the Sacrificial Power that Qin Jian had been cooling down for over a year was suddenly unleashed.

Sss…

Golden flames swept across the sky, and golden flame flowers spanning dozens of miles bloomed faintly, a strange yet terrifying power suppressing the entire world!

"Impossible! Why can your sacrifice suppression still be used?!"

The voice of Honorary Elder Qianjun carried a hint of disbelief: "The Great Pontiff clearly said that suppressing Title Douluo requires Spirit power, and that this level would take at least three years to recover. Why are you able to do it again so quickly?!"

"Oh? The Great Pontiff?"

Qin Jian's voice was indifferent, his expression calm, as if he didn't know how terrifying the current situation was.

"No wonder there hasn't been any movement for a whole year; it turns out you were brewing such a big move. Not sending all the Title Douluo was considered cautious..."

It seems they are still very wary of Pope Bibi Dong; it must be because the Rakshasa God aura on her makes Qian Daoliu fearful.

But with such an arrangement, it is impossible for Bibi Dong, who has been infiltrating for so many years, to have received no information at all.

So, this time, what kind of role is she playing...

"No wonder she acted so strangely that night... she was probably saying goodbye..."

"And... wanting to use her own body to compensate me?"

He recalled the bits and pieces of that night again, and a wave of irritation rose in his heart.

"Is it because she is also one of the nine that I subconsciously trusted her? Even though I knew she had the temperament of an emperor, I still thought I was unique, thinking she couldn't scheme against me?"

Qin Jian's heart grew colder and colder.

For a moment, there was no movement.

"You should just accept your fate, Qin Jian. The allure of a Million-Year Soul Ring and soul bone can make any Spirit Master go crazy!"

Qianjun Douluo was suppressed in mid-air, but his expression was not panicked; he remained calm.

He signaled to the Spirit Douluo below with his eyes and said: "You think they are all our people? Actually, they aren't. We just gave them the temptation of a Million-Year Soul Ring, and they willingly let us drive them..."

"Oh, so as a Million-Year Soul Beast, I should just surrender, and obediently turn into a Soul Ring and contribute my soul bone?" Qin Jian said indifferently.

This was the first time he had experienced the standpoint of a Soul Beast, and the first time he understood why that Soul Beast ancestor had such a strong sense of mission—that they must revive the Soul Beasts and overthrow the humans...

Because this bunch of bastards who take Soul Beasts as Soul Rings for granted are truly... disgusting!

Only when he himself, as a Soul Beast, was being coveted could he truly experience this grief and indignation.

"Since you dare to come and hunt me, you must pay the corresponding price!"

Qin Jian's gaze was icy.

But Qianjun Douluo sneered: "The Great Pontiff said that you yourself cannot actually mobilize much power in this state. Pay the price? How are you going to make people pay the price?"

"With my current ability, I indeed cannot forcibly launch effective attacks against you Title Douluo, but them..."

Qin Jian's expression turned cold, his wings flapped, and he dove downward: "These Spirit Douluo cannot withstand the invasion of my own abilities!"

In the sky and on the ground, within a radius of dozens of miles, he was the only one who could move.

Although the longer the time dragged on, the greater the consumption of Spirit power, he could still deal with a few Spirit Douluo during this time.

After all, in this world, Title Douluo and those below Title Douluo are like people from two different worlds...

Especially since he still had Bibi Dong's Spider Emperor Poison on him; it had truly been incubating in his soul bone for a long time.

After merging with the Immortal Herb of Fragrant Silk, he could already be completely immune to things like poison, and even control them.

As for whether to kill or control, he chose control.

His mind was extremely calm at this moment; regardless of whether he broke with Bibi Dong or not, these people would be his power.

And being controlled for a lifetime is more torturous than death!

"Cultivated for so long, this is all there is. Except for the origin, I'm giving it all to you!"

At this moment, the sword wings behind him suddenly turned purple, and an unusually eerie aura radiated out.

"The Pope's aura?!"

The four Title Douluo's expressions changed slightly.

Then they saw streaks of dark purple Light Swords shooting out from Qin Jian's sword wings, covering the sky and earth as they enveloped the Spirit Douluo below and even the Commanders who had backstabbed him earlier.

"Your Excellency! Help... help me!"

Everyone is equal in the face of death. Whether they were Soul Emperors or Spirit Douluo, they had long been frightened by Qin Jian's Sacrificial Power. Seeing him rush over at this moment, and being unable to move themselves, how could they not panic?

"What are you panicking about? I'm a good person... oh no, a good beast, I didn't plan on killing you!"

Qin Jian stopped in mid-air with his arms crossed. Endless purple light entered the bodies of the Spirit Masters who had attacked him, and in an instant, it was like sharp swords, pressing straight toward their hearts!

"Ah... you! What did you do to us?!"

The group of people were terrified and sweating profusely, because they suddenly discovered that their hearts were surrounded by purple mist, as if it were about to strike, and a sense of crisis that made their hair stand on end filled their entire bodies.

"Nothing much, just that if you dare to resist me in the future, I can kill you with a flip of my hand."

Qin Jian said coldly, then looked up at the sky again, at those Title Douluo: "As for you, you will pay the price..."

"What? Is the dignified Million-Year Soul Beast going to run away now?"

From the side of the four Title Douluo, a woman's voice that Qin Jian had never heard before suddenly came out.

Based on her martial soul, Qin Jian knew this was Guibao Douluo.

"It's not the first or second time he's run away. Last time he brought out a sacrifice to bluff people, and in the end, it didn't amount to anything. Calling him a Million-Year Soul Beast, might as well call him a Run-Run Beast!" Shemao Douluo's mocking voice followed closely behind.

"Swish!"

Qin Jian rose in response, his whole body shooting straight into the sky.

"He was actually provoked. Very good, you two continue, hold him down. When his Spirit power runs out, that will be the time for us to counterattack."

Qianjun and Jiangmo Douluo's eyes lit up, and they immediately transmitted their voices to Shemao and Guibao Douluo.

A flash of joy also crossed the eyes of Shemao and Guibao Douluo...

"Slap! Slap!"

But the next moment, everyone was dumbfounded, and the world fell silent.

Not a sound could be heard.

"As expected of a Title Douluo, your skin is truly thick..."

Qin Jian shook his hand and said indifferently, "These two slaps actually made my hand ache; truly impressive..."

"You! You..."

Guibao and Shemao, the two Title Douluos, were so angry their eyes turned red.

How many years had it been? Throughout their journey of cultivation, when had they ever suffered such humiliation!

"Qin... you... actually! Ah!"

They were so angry they didn't even know what to say...

"Qin Jian! A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! If you have the guts, kill us! What kind of skill is this, to humiliate us like this!"

Jiangmo Douluo, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but speak up again.

"Sigh, what you said sounds so familiar to me..."

Qin Jian picked his ear: "But I want to ask one thing, do you want to share the same fate as those two?"

Jiangmo Douluo instantly shut his mouth.

Qianjun Douluo closed his eyes...

"You... bastard!"

Guibao Douluo couldn't help but curse.

Qin Jian looked at her: "What? Want to go for another round?"

Guibao Douluo panted heavily, struggling violently, but she was suppressed in place by the golden flames and could not move.

Qin Jian said: "You should be glad I'm not the kind of person without a bottom line... otherwise, the time you've been locked up would be enough to do many things..."

(End of this chapter)