Chapter 734: The Battle of Faith

"He is not human at all!"

As soon as Tang San said this, Wuhun City fell silent for a brief moment.

Everyone looked at each other, and then a great uproar broke out.

"The faith you hold so firmly is actually a Soul Beast; isn't that ridiculous?"

Tang San's voice rumbled out once again.

This left many people stunned, especially the numerous Spirit Masters.

Because Bibi Dong had kept things strictly sealed, only a small group within the Spirit Hall knew Qin Jian's true identity.

Coupled with the fact that Qin Jian's status and strength later soared, gradually, almost no one remembered this point.

Soul Rings and soul bones that could not be obtained were naturally not worth dwelling on.

Even Bibi Dong had almost forgotten this, yet she had not expected Tang San to attack based on his Soul Beast identity.

Because at this moment, the city's defensive strength relied entirely on a force of will, on that firm faith.

Therefore, as long as Tang San shattered this faith, the entire Wuhun City would collapse without being attacked.

"Qin Jian is right; you are not a kind person, nor are you a good person, which is why you would use such despicable methods," Bibi Dong shook her head and sighed: "He said that in your heart there is only closeness and distance, no right or wrong; being on your side is fortunate, but being your enemy is pathetic, because you will stop at nothing."

Tang San's body shook, and he was suddenly stunned: "Qin Jian... he has such an evaluation of me?"

Bibi Dong looked at him coldly: "What, do you think he is wrong?"

Tang San was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "No, he is very right. His understanding of me is actually deeper than my own. It was only just now that I understood why I would so firmly be his enemy..."

He tilted his head back, the expression on his face flickering: "It is not those temptations, nor is it becoming a god; it is just because there are people closer to me than him, waiting for me to save them..."

Bibi Dong's expression shifted: "Who do you want to save? Why not tell Qin Jian? You should know that he possesses many miraculous qualities; perhaps he could help you."

"He has no way," Tang San shook his head: "From a long time ago, he already told me."

Bibi Dong shook her head in some disappointment.

If she could temporarily persuade Tang San to retreat and buy more time, the probability of a change in the situation would increase.

Unfortunately, that was not possible...

"Pope, let's have the decisive battle; don't drag it out any longer. My mission is to destroy Qin Jian's forces; as long as the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are dismantled, it will stop," Tang San said: "If you truly care for these ordinary people, you should give up the resistance as soon as possible."

Bibi Dong's smile was an eyesore to Tang San: "This is their battle of faith; no one can stop them."

"Look at their bewildered appearance; where is there any faith left? It is clearly a collapse of faith," Tang San pointed downward and said.

But Bibi Dong just calmly smoothed her hair, her voice slowly spreading like a breeze into everyone's ears: "Your Chief Judge is indeed a Soul Beast."

The nearly ten million people in Wuhun City, hearing her speak, involuntarily stopped their clamor.

"But his existence has truly and tangibly raised the status of ordinary people, eased the disputes between Spirit Masters and Soul Beasts, and even improved the lives of many people with his own strength..."

Her words made countless people look up, their eyes shining with light.

"He is a Million-Year Soul Beast; if he were determined to deal with our Human Clan, would he still do these things?"

Bibi Dong smiled lightly: "Rather than saying he is a Soul Beast, it is better to say he is a human wearing a Soul Beast's skin; every single thing he has done is to help each and every one of you."

"For a Soul Beast who has been a benefactor to the vast majority of people, is it really necessary for you to mind his identity?"

"If not for him, would you really have the status you have today?"

"Between a person leading hundreds of thousands of Evil Soul Masters and a Soul Beast who established the Spirit Judgment Hall and the Spirit Academy, which one do you choose?"

With every sentence she spoke, the crowd below became a fraction more resolute.

By the time she finished her last sentence, there was no more unrest.

Because this was truly too easy to choose; who would dare let a group of thugs rule the world?

Even without talking about faith, just to be able to live well in the future, without worrying about when one's wife or daughter might meet with disaster, one had to fight with their life!

"As expected of the Pope, your eloquence is excellent," Tang San said with a dark face.

He knew that the attempt to disintegrate them through words had completely failed. With things as they were, the outcome was unpredictable, and they could only compete with their respective hidden cards.

"You think it is my credit again?"

Bibi Dong shook her head: "You are just like Qian Daoliu before; you do not understand the power of integrity. It was Qin Jian who laid the foundation, which is why he could win the hearts of the people like this."

"If the Spirit Hall were a force that bullied others everywhere, then at this moment, there would be no one supporting it, and nothing I said would be of any use."

A smile played on the corners of her mouth: "Qin Jian often said that many things done now show no immediate results, and it even feels like doing charity, but when the right moment comes, it will erupt with a terrifying power that even ghosts and gods cannot block."

"So it was this moment..."

Tang San's figure gradually descended, returning to the depths of the crowd of Evil Soul Masters, where he was surrounded and protected.

"Then let's see how much longer the power he left behind can protect Wuhun City!"

He did not choose a frontal assault, but instead kept hiding in the back to command the Evil Soul Masters while releasing various Hidden Weapons.

This was his most insidious fighting style, and also the one best suited for the use of Hidden Weapons.

Ever since the last time his painstakingly built Tang Family Army was easily defeated on the front lines by an army of ordinary people, he understood that Hidden Weapons could not be used as weapons for the front lines and could only be used for sneak attacks.

Thus, this time he had already secretly used Hidden Weapons to severely injure many Title Douluo; for instance, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Gu Douluo and the Pope Bibi Dong's two henchmen were all injured by his Hidden Weapons and forced to withdraw from the battlefield.

"This Tang San really has no bottom line at all."

Bibi Dong descended with a headache, standing on the gate tower of Wuhun City.

"Indeed, none of us expected that this friend of Jian'er and Rongrong had already reached the level of a Title Douluo," Ning Fengzhi stood behind her, holding his pagoda: "And he has none of the spirit of a Title Douluo, carrying out sneak attacks time and time again."

"He is not low in the level of a Title Douluo, otherwise he would not have escaped from my hands so easily last time..."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath: "Everyone..."

"For the future of the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."

The Mother Empress Spirit behind her shone with ten thousand rays of purple light, and the power of her Domain enveloped all directions: "Please fight to the death."

"Fight to the death!"

Tens of thousands of Spirit Masters near the gate tower roared in unison.

"Fight to the death!"

Millions of ordinary people and the army within the city were shouting.

"Fight to the death!"

The people of the entire city were crying out.

The next moment, the Soul Rings filling the sky lit up.

"Boom!"

The Evil Soul Masters transformed into a blood-colored tide, their evil aura enough to make one tremble with fear.

But within Wuhun City, not a single person retreated.

It was finally time to burn the bridges and fight a desperate battle.

"Sigh..."

Jian Douluo leaned on his Seven Kill Sword and sighed quietly: "I hope fewer people will die..."

The entire world became filled with Killing Sword Intent at this moment.

Bloody slaughter between people is always far more ferocious than that against outsiders.

The Soul Rings on Jian Douluo's body lit up.

"Slaughter is only for the sake of protection."

"Jian'er..."

"Teacher will surely hold Wuhun City for you."

(End of chapter)