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Chapter 398.

His blade seems to have completely evolved, Tang San thought to himself. Back on the Hell Road, his blade didn't possess this kind of astonishing power. Now that it's fully formed, its strength has increased dramatically. As expected, his mental power has likely reached an unimaginable level.

The two flying swords overwhelmed Dugu Bo, leaving him struggling to keep up. Meanwhile, the White Pontiff remained –utterly motionless.

Before long, it became evident that Dugu Bo was reaching his limit.

The flying swords were immune to the effects of Dugu Bo's eighth soul ability, completely unhindered by its restrictions. Their speed and power were unparalleled, wearing down his defenses.

The spectators were left utterly dumbfounded, especially the members of the Heaven Dou Imperial family.

It was surreal—a battle where the White Pontiff had been controlled and immobilized, yet Dugu Bo was the one nearing defeat. It felt as though victory was just within his grasp, yet he couldn't take the final step.

Within the span of half a cup of tea, the jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor martial soul could no longer endure. It collapsed onto the ground and reverted to its original form.

At that moment, the petrification surrounding the White Pontiff began to crack and fall away. Wang Feng stood there, calm and composed, as if he had never been affected at all.

A heavy silence fell over the square.

The sight of him standing tall amidst the aftermath left an indelible impression on everyone present, his peerless bearing like that of an untouchable deity.

"What else do you have to say?" Wang Feng's voice broke the stillness as his gaze swept over the Heaven Dou Imperial family.

Their faces turned pale. They had not expected such an outcome.

"Now," he continued, his tone calm but authoritative, "will you adhere to the etiquette I demanded?"

The Armored Black Flying Swords fused back into one, returning to Wang Feng's side and hovering behind him vertically. They emitted an icy, oppressive aura that seemed to underscore his dominance.

Qian Renxue, still disguised as Xue Qinghe, remained silent. It didn't matter to her who triumphed in this clash, whether it was the Heaven Dou Empire or the Soul Hall. Both were tools in her long-term plans. Still, she felt an inexplicable resentment as she looked at the White Pontiff. With an icy snort, she was the first to kneel in reluctant acknowledgment.

The rest of the Imperial family had no choice but to follow suit, bowing their heads in submission.

Tang San sighed inwardly. The White Death God… now the White Pontiff of the Soul Hall. With his strength, it seems inevitable that we'll stand on opposing sides in the future.

On the other hand, Hu Liena and her companions were elated. Seeing the Heaven Dou Imperial entourage bowing before Wang Feng filled them with pride. Even though Emperor Xue Ye wasn't present, the fact that this group –had tried to challenge them—and failed so utterly—was immensely satisfying.

Hu Liena, in particular, couldn't –help but admire Wang Feng's charisma. She had always known he was unparalleled in strength, but his bearing as a Pontiff only amplified his appeal. Watching him subdue someone like Dugu Bo made her respect and awe grow even more.

As Wang Feng surveyed the kneeling figures before him, he could sense the mixture of emotions they harbored—fear, resentment, reluctance. While they were forced into submission, he knew the loyalty of the Heaven Dou Imperial family to their empire ran deep, making true subjugation an impossible task for now.

Still, their emotions seemed to stir something within him. He felt a faint resonance with the bloodline powers coursing through his veins, their strength subtly amplified.

'This Pontiff is truly formidable…' Bishop Salas thought to himself, his mind racing. Now that Heaven Dou City has been subdued, I imagine his next move will be toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect.

Interrupting his own thoughts, Salas quickly stepped forward and said, "It's already getting late, Your Holiness. Would you do us the honor of resting in the temple for the night? It would allow us to extend our hospitality and fulfill our duties as hosts."

Indeed, the sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the square. Wang Feng turned slightly, considering the offer.

Wang Feng nodded slightly and followed Bishop Salas into the Soul Hall Temple.

Xue Qinghe and the others watched the White Pontiff depart, the atmosphere heavy with silence.

"Prince Xue Xing, I'm sorry I couldn't help you this time," Dugu Bo sighed deeply after finishing his meditation. "That White Pontiff strength is unfathomable. I never imagined the Soul Hall would recruit someone of such caliber."

Though he hadn't suffered any serious injuries in the battle, it was clear the White Pontiff had only intended to defeat him, not to harm him.

Prince Xue Xing's face was ashen, but he quickly waved off Dugu Bo's apology. "Your willingness to come to the aid of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family is already invaluable, Senior Dugu. The blame lies with the strength of our opponent, not you."

Behind them, Princess Xue Ke whispered softly, "Brother Tang Yin, that White Pontiff is truly extraordinary. Did you see how even my elders were so thoroughly subdued?"

Tang San nodded slightly. He could sense the gravity of the situation. The White Pontiff's appearance will undoubtedly shake the entire continent. His reputation will spread far and wide after today. One man alone has the power to shift the tides of the world.

As the group dispersed, Tang San left deep in thought. The events of the day had shaken him profoundly. He realized how far he still had to go—not only against a Title Douluo but even facing a Soul Douluo left him with little chance. The path to vengeance still seemed a distant dream.

Later That Night

In a luxurious room within the Soul Hall Temple, Wang Feng stood at the window. The tranquil moonlight bathed the room, a cool breeze brushing past him as he gazed into the serene night.

'Qian Renxue has changed significantly. Xiao San is clearly in Heaven Dou City and has some connection with the Heaven Dou Imperial family. Still, I'll meet him again in six months…' Wang Feng mused silently, reflecting on the day's events.

Everyone he had encountered, even Dugu Bo, had undergone notable transformations. Yet, compared to the overwhelming power of the Soul Hall, their progress seemed insignificant.

'When will Bibi Dong begin her god position inheritance? Another two years, perhaps?' Wang Feng's thoughts drifted to the Soul Hall's Supreme Pontiff.

Amidst his reflections, a soft knock on the door pulled him back to the present.

"Come in," Wang Feng said evenly, his gaze still fixed on the moonlit sky.

The door opened, revealing Hu Liena.

"What brings you here?" Wang Feng asked, his back still turned as he continued to gaze outside.

From the doorway, Hu Liena hesitated, her eyes lingering on the silhouette of the White Pontiff. Bathed in moonlight, his figure seemed ethereal, cloaked in a silvery glow that gave him an almost divine presence. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her gaze.

Stepping forward, she said softly, "Teacher sent a secret letter for you. She mentioned she's very pleased with your performance in the Elder Hall."

Hu Liena pulled a sealed letter from her robes and approached Wang Feng. Her movements were tentative, as though afraid to disturb the quiet elegance of the moment.

Wang Feng turned around, accepting the letter from her outstretched hand. Seeing Hu Liena bowing her head slightly, he gave a small nod and said, "Understood."

Opening the letter, Wang Feng scanned its contents.

It was a brief missive, likely sent urgently. Given the distance between Heaven Dou City and Soul City, it would take an ordinary Soul Master nearly 20 days to deliver such a letter.

The letter outlined recent developments and instructed Wang Feng to maintain his current course of action. It was a clear signal that the Soul Hall trusted him deeply.

'Even though I left the Supreme Pontiff Palace, the connection hasn't been severed. Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent a cardinal to shadow me.'

The events at the Elephant Armored Sect and today's confrontation had likely solidified his standing in Bibi Dong's eyes. It was clear his actions over the past month had earned her confidence, and she was becoming increasingly satisfied with his role.

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