The Spirit Hall had no shortage of powerful experts.
Even with the death of Tuoba Xi, there were still nine Titled Douluo remaining.
Sword Douluo was currently holding off three of them. That left six.
Bone Douluo sighed heavily and stepped forward, managing to entangle two Titled Douluo at once—this was already his absolute limit.
Poison Douluo let out a cold snort. With the breakdown of the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor poison within his body, his spirit power had unexpectedly increased by another rank. Inspired, he wanted to follow Bone Douluo's lead and pin down two opponents as well. With the amplification of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, it wasn't entirely impossible.
But at that moment, a flash of red light appeared—Porcupinefish Douluo emerged, his spirit aura pressing down fiercely.
"Poison Douluo, your opponent is me."
The corner of his lips curled into a cold smile. His martial soul was the natural nemesis of Dugu Bo's poisonous abilities. This was precisely why Bibi Dong had placed such value on him.
In a battle on this scale, a poison control–type Titled Douluo could wreak devastating havoc if left unchecked. It was imperative to tie him down—this was a direct order from the Pope herself.
Dugu Bo's eyes flickered, and he suddenly shouted:
"Old Goat, take him for me!"
He was naturally calling out to the Patriarch of the Breaking Clan—Yang Wudi.
The destructive Breaking Spear specialized purely in offense. Even Titled Douluo dreaded clashing with Yang Wudi. He was absolutely qualified to restrain Porcupinefish Douluo in Dugu Bo's stead.
Yet just as he moved, a dark spear pierced forth, exuding a cold light—Serpent Spear Douluo had appeared, forcibly cutting between Yang Wudi and Dugu Bo.
"Old poison, do you really think you still get to choose your opponent?" Porcupinefish Douluo sneered.
Dugu Bo's face turned ashen. This is bad!
His original plan was to let Yang Wudi replace him in blocking Porcupinefish Douluo. That way, with Ning Fengzhi's amplification, he himself could restrain two opponents. Then the last Titled Douluo on Spirit Hall's side could be intercepted by Flender, Liu Erlong, and Yu Xiaogang's Golden Iron Triangle.
But now, with Yang Wudi locked down by Serpent Spear Douluo, and Dugu Bo himself suppressed by his natural counter, Spirit Hall effectively had two extra Titled Douluo free to roam the battlefield. The Golden Iron Triangle would never be able to withstand them!
At this rate, with Spirit Hall's Titled Douluo running rampant through the Heaven Dou Empire's lines, it wouldn't take long before the entire fortress of Jialing Pass collapsed!
"What do we do?!"
Sweat poured down the faces of the Heaven Dou side's powerhouses.
"If only Chen Feng were here…" Bone Douluo murmured regretfully.
"With his strength, he could match a Titled Douluo. Then our high-end battle power would finally be balanced."
Sword Douluo, after repelling his opponents with a mighty slash, shouted back:
"It's useless! If Chen Feng stayed here and didn't go to complete the God Trials, then who would stop Bibi Dong?"
Bone Douluo's heart sank further.
Yes… Spirit Hall still had Bibi Dong!
Though she was the Pope, who said that the Pope would never personally step onto the battlefield?
And one had to admit—Bibi Dong's combat power was terrifying. She was not someone an ordinary Titled Douluo could hope to resist.
"Has the Heavens truly abandoned Heaven Dou?"
Even Crown Prince Xue Beng, who was supervising the army from the rear, felt despair gnawing at his chest.
Just then, several figures streaked across the sky, approaching rapidly from behind.
"Let me see for myself how great the gap is between me and a Titled Douluo!"
A rough, booming voice resounded. A tall, broad-shouldered youth leapt onto the battlements of Jialing Pass.
This man stood over two meters tall, his body radiating a murderous aura. His long black hair flowed like a waterfall, and his arms were as thick as an ordinary man's thighs.
It was none other than Yu Tianlong!
He was no longer the immature youth of years past. Through countless trials and the ordeals of the Asura God's assessments, he had rapidly grown into a true powerhouse.
Yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!
Eight spirit rings rotated beneath his feet, while behind him, a colossal, ferocious flame dragon took shape and fused with his body.
"Shua—!"
Several rays of amplification light cascaded down upon him—not from Ning Fengzhi, but from a regal, dazzling young woman—Ning Rongrong!
At her side stood an extraordinarily handsome young man. There was no radiant glow about him, only a calm, understated presence. Yet no one dared underestimate him—for eight spirit rings also shone brightly beneath his feet.
"And me! Yang Dianfeng of the Breaking Clan!"
"Niugao of the Defense Clan!"
"Zhu Zhuqing of the Star Luo royal family!"
"Feng Tao of the Wind Sword Sect!"
Chen Feng's former companions had all arrived. Among them now stood four Spirit Douluo-level experts: Yu Tianlong, Yang Dianfeng, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong.
The first two had undergone the Asura God's trials and advanced at astonishing speed. The latter pair had been chosen by the Food God and the Nine-Colored Goddess, their futures equally limitless.
On the eve of this great war, they had all successfully broken through to the Spirit Douluo level and rushed here upon hearing that Spirit Hall had mobilized its armies.
As for Niugao and Feng Tao, though their talents were more modest, they had still reached the early Spirit Sage level—not a small achievement in itself.
Zhu Zhuqing, the Netherworld Spirit Cat, had reached the peak of Spirit Sage, only one step away from breaking into Spirit Douluo. Yet due to the urgency of the battle, she could not delay any longer. If not, Heaven Dou would have had five young Spirit Douluo joining the war!
Even so, this lineup was dazzling.
They were all barely in their early twenties. Even the oldest, Yang Dianfeng, was only twenty-four—and already a Spirit Douluo! For them, reaching Titled Douluo in the future was almost a certainty.
"Shua, shua, shua—!"
Amplification lights sparkled across the battlefield. Yu Tianlong and Yang Dianfeng immediately engaged two Titled Douluo. With Ning Rongrong's support, the two of them together were not at all inferior in one-on-one combat, let alone when fighting side by side.
The rest swiftly joined the fray, bolstering the ranks of the Heaven Dou Empire.
It had to be said—Spirit Hall's dominance wasn't limited to their Titled Douluo. Their Spirit Douluo and Spirit Sage ranks also outnumbered Heaven Dou significantly.
It was only thanks to the allegiance of the four great single-attribute clans and the support of smaller sects that Heaven Dou could hold out this long. Otherwise, the Spirit Douluo and Spirit Sage lines would have collapsed first, even before the battle of the Titled Douluo.
Now, with this fresh wave of young elites, the precarious balance on the battlefield was restored once more.
Especially Yu Tianlong and Yang Dianfeng—two powerhouse Spirit Douluo, both wielding supreme martial souls. Even the Titled Douluo they faced could barely endure their assault, quickly showing signs of defeat.
Seeing this, Bibi Dong could no longer sit idly by.
From the Pope's throne, she slowly stood. Her nine spirit rings unfurled one by one—
Yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
The instant they appeared, the battlefield erupted in shockwaves. Countless eyes turned toward her.
The Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, was about to strike!
On Jialing Pass's battlements, Ning Fengzhi bellowed in alarm:
All forces, tighten the formation! Defend together! Bibi Dong is making her move!