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The reason why Bibi Dong asked Ye Ling this was purely because Butian Pavilion was the sponsor of this individual competition.
If this sponsor fails to produce a hundred thousand year soul bone, then this event will become a huge joke.
"I know what you're all thinking."
Ye Ling looked around and suddenly laughed.
Ye Ling immediately took out a lead box from the storage soul guide.
Those smart and clever people have already guessed what is in the box and can't help but look expectant.
Amidst the various gazes of the crowd, Ye Ling opened the lead box in his hand.
The powerful soul power suddenly rushed out from the lead box, causing the soul power in the bodies of the onlookers to surge.
Gurgle!
Several sounds of swallowing saliva were heard in the venue.
The things in the lead box slowly rose into the air, and everyone's eyes followed suit.
It was an extremely complete blue-gold skull, and the blue-gold halo seemed to flow inside the skull like liquid against the backdrop of the crystal.
It was like the most perfect work of art. Even the two Titled Douluo, Jue and Gui, couldn't help but show greed on their faces when they saw this skull.
That is to say, Pope Bibi Dong and Ye Ling were both present, otherwise someone would have lost patience and taken action against this soul bone long ago.
"This is the skull dropped by a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, known for its extremely strong vitality. It is best equipped for auxiliary, control, and plant-based spirit masters."
Ye Ling's voice introducing the soul bones rang in everyone's ears.
In fact, these people don't care at all which soul beast dropped this soul bone.
I don't care what kind of soul master this soul bone is suitable for.
There are only a few hundred thousand year old soul bones in the entire continent.
Soul bones of this age and quality are sufficient to suit soul masters of any system.
Looking at the Blue Silver Emperor's skull not far away, Tang San only felt that the Blue Silver King Martial Spirit in his body was constantly emitting an instinctive desire.
Even with the concentration of God King Tang San, he couldn't help but take a step forward.
But it was just one step and he immediately came to his senses.
"We must seize this soul bone at all costs!"
There was a glint in Tang San's eyes, and he secretly made up his mind.
Although his soul power is far behind Ye Ling, Long Aotian and others.
But this doesn't mean that he really doesn't have a trump card.
"This hundred thousand year old soul bone is given by this pavilion as a reward for the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition."
Ye Ling continued.
In fact, let alone a hundred thousand year soul bone, not many of the people currently remaining on the fighting spirit arena have even seen a ten thousand year soul bone.
Even though I know my chances of winning are slim, what if?
The essence of human beings is gamblers!
"Young Pavilion Master Ye has already made the reward very clear."
At this moment, Bibi Dong spoke.
"You can rest for three days. The specific schedule will be posted at the entrance of the Pope's Palace tomorrow."
After a pause, Bibi Dong added.
"The official competition will be held in our Wuhun City's Great Fighting Arena!"
Seeing this, Ye Ling also took back the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Skull.
"Yes, Your Holiness."
Except for a few individuals, everyone saluted Bibi Dong together.
"You guys go register with Ghost Douluo."
Bibi Dong nodded slightly, then disappeared from the spot.
Without much communication, Ye Ling and Long Aotian returned directly to the hotel after checking in.
"Young Pavilion Master."
Looking at Vina who came to greet him and his friends, Ye Ling couldn't help but frown.
"Has Mr. Kong and the others not returned yet?"
"No."
Vina shook her head.
"Three level ninety-eight Titled Douluo, their speed is a bit too slow."
Ye Ling had a pensive look on his face, and he had a vague feeling that something might have happened.
...
In a canyon somewhere southeast of Wuhun City.
"Old Kong, is the location you gave accurate?"
Seeing Kong Deming observing the instrument in his hand for a long time without making any move, Du Bu Si couldn't help but frown.
"Why are you so anxious? Don't you know what the Holy Spirit Church is capable of?"
Kong Deming retorted without even raising his head.
"Indeed, the Holy Spirit Cult's methods are strange, so we'd better be careful."
Leng Yulai on the side also nodded in agreement.
Leng Yulai was originally one of the four heavenly kings of the Holy Spirit Church during the Dragon King Legend era, and she had the most say in the Holy Spirit Church as an organization.
"In this day and age, the Holy Spirit Church is barely a force to be reckoned with, so why should we be so cautious?"
Du Bu Si shook his head, looking rather indifferent.
Under the powerful suppression of the Spirit Hall, the Fallen of this era could not even form an organization with joint strength.
From this perspective, the contribution of the Spirit Hall cannot be ignored.
Tang San and his people uprooted the Spirit Hall, but did not fill the power vacuum after the Spirit Hall disappeared.
Shrek Academy is famous throughout the continent, but it is just a soul master academy, which is why the evil soul masters became stronger during the Peerless Tang Sect period.
"Right here."
Ignoring Du Busi's nagging, Kong Deming followed the guidance of the instrument and stopped somewhere on the mountain wall.
"Old Kong, do you mean that something is hidden in this mountain wall?"
Du Bu Si asked after reaching out and gently stroking the mountain wall.
"Yes, that's what I mean."
Kong Deming nodded.
"If you ask me, it's your fault and that of the Young Master. You had nothing better to do than to sell this powerful weapon. It's causing us so much trouble now."
Du Bu Si shook his head and complained.
"Poison can't kill me, but you're being unreasonable."
Kong Deming snorted coldly.
"Not to mention that the 100,000-year soul bone I exchanged for from the Holy Spirit Church was absorbed by your disciple."
"It was thanks to these quasi-ninth-level fixed-type soul guide shells that our Butian Pavilion was able to completely open up the sales of soul guides on the mainland."
Du Bu Si fell silent upon hearing this.
In any case, the 100,000-year soul bone exchanged for the soul guide shell was allocated to Long Aotian.
This one thing alone was enough to shut him up.
"Seniors, please stop arguing."
Leng Yulai frowned and interrupted the bickering between Du Bu Si and Kong Deming. The Time and Space Shuttle appeared in her hand.
"There is indeed a large space within this mountain wall. Let's go in and take a look."
As soon as she finished speaking, a silver space passage appeared on the mountain wall.
Du Bu Si was the first to pass through the space, followed by Kong Deming and Leng Yulai.
The space inside the mountain wall was pitch black and nothing could be seen.
But after all, the three of them are Titled Douluo at level 98, and with the help of their mental power, they can still see nothing.
"What a strong smell of blood..."
Du Bu Si frowned.
Kong Deming and Leng Yulai nodded at the same time.
Not only was there a smell of blood, they also felt that their mental strength was suppressed within this mountain wall.
Several people walked slowly along the road under their feet, and a red light could be vaguely seen in front of them.
As the red light grew brighter, the pace of several people couldn't help but quicken.
Finally, it became clear.
"The blood pool...is this the work of the Holy Spirit Church again?"
Looking at everything in front of him, Kong Deming couldn't help but think of the incident in Xuanming Sect.