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Chapter 395.

The Soul Hall Temple in Heaven Dou City is second only to the Supreme Pontiff Palace, is one of the two most extraordinary and magnificent buildings on the continent.

Tang San quietly observed from the crowd behind. In royal family, he knew Princess Xue Ke and Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, but of course, Tang San did not reveal his true identity.

Over the past six months, while studying at Yuexuan, Tang San had also secretly visited Shrek Academy and met with the Master. The others hadn't disclosed his identity, not even to Dugu Bo. In fact, this was the first time he had seen "Old Poison" in more than four years.

As he observed the surroundings, Tang San was secretly amazed. "There are many powerful individuals sent by the –royal family. Old Poison once said that Prince Xue Xing had shown him some kindness, and he must repay it. The royal family, the Commander of the Royal Guards at the border, the three members of the Education Committees, Prince Xue Qinghe... this is quite an impressive lineup."

"But on the other hand, Platinum Bishop Salas isn't weak either. Three Soul Douluos, five Soul Sages, and several Soul Masters... While they're slightly weaker than those from the imperial family, they are still formidable. This is just the Soul Hall of the Heaven Dou City..."

From here, Tang San could see that the Soul Hall was indeed an incredibly powerful force. There was no Titled Douluo within the Soul Hall branch, as the Heaven Dou Empire wouldn't allow it.

"Unfortunately, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo from Rongrong's sect didn't come," Tang San thought to himself. "If the White Pontiff is really the 'White Death God,' Old Poison might really struggle to suppress him."

Just then, a sharp light flashed in the distance, and everyone's attention shifted.

"They're here!"

A sword slashed through the air, and five figures descended from the sky.

Tang San couldn't help but hold his breath and focus. His pupils constricted as he observed the figures falling from the flying sword.

"It's really him!" Tang San thought. "Although the clothes have changed slightly and are now custom-made uniform of the Soul Hall, his aura has absolutely not changed!"

Tang San's expression darkened. He stood next to Princess Xue Ke, and his heart sank to the bottom. He hadn't expected the White Death God to become the White Pontiff of Soul Hall!

The opponent's strength from their previous encounter in Hell Road had left a profound impact on Tang San.

"Why is he still wearing a mask? That person in white must be the White Pontiff, right?" Princess Xue Ke whispered in surprise. "But how did they descend from the flying sword? Is that his martial Soul? But I didn't see a soul ring…"

Tang San nodded slightly. "It's him. That should be a special soul bone."

Princess Xue Ke, only about fifteen years old, was naturally curious about the novel things happening around her. Seeing Wang Feng and his group descending from the flying sword, she couldn't help but be intrigued.

At this moment, Xue Qinghe, along with Bishop Salas, the Platinum Bishop, approached side by side.

When Wang Feng landed, there was an undeniable sense of an influential figure making a grand entrance...

Not to mention, it was quite a spectacle.

This place was Heaven Dou City, the political and economic heart of the Heaven Dou Empire. Emperor Xue Ye didn't come to greet him. As a Pontiff, Wang Feng had the status to command Emperor Xue Ye's presence, but the emperor had not come. Instead, it was the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe... who was actually Qian Renxue in disguise.

"We greet the White Pontiff!" Salas exclaimed loudly, immediately kneeling on the ground with his hands crossed and one knee down. In the presence of the White Pontiff, this was the highest form of respect and etiquette. 

Wang Feng found this particularly amusing. The last time he saw Bishop Salas, the platinum bishop had tried to use Qian Renxue to briefly grant him the Elder's token, only to get tangled up in confusion.

Now, a few years later, Salas was kneeling before him so smoothly, as though it were second nature.

It seemed that this "dog" had been properly "covered" by someone in the Supreme Pontiff Palace, receiving a prior message about him.

Wang Feng waved his hand lightly and then glanced at Xue Qinghe, who was standing beside him. It had been more than four years since Wang Feng last saw Qian Renxue. Because she was dressed as a man, she appeared quite different from the woman Wang Feng had known. It was clear that there were special disguise methods at play here.

At this moment, Xue Qinghe, as the crown prince, wore a faint smile. His eyes showed a touch of wariness and melancholy, and his clean, noble temperament made him appear like a handsome young man.

"I have –seen the White Pontiff," Xue Qinghe said, leading the royal family members behind him. He bowed respectfully, but did not kneel. His bow was only about forty-five degrees.

Upon seeing this, Platinum Bishop Salas frowned and spoke up. "Your Royal Highness, the White Pontiff is the only Pontiff in my Soul Hall. According to the proper etiquette, you should kneel and bow as well. What is the meaning of this?"

Xue Qinghe, representing the royal family of the Heaven Dou Empire, responded, "That is the etiquette of the Soul Hall, not the etiquette of our Heaven Dou Empire."

He stood up, his gaze fixed on the White Pontiff ahead.

Qian Renxue had only learned about the appointment of the new Pontiff about a month ago, and she was shocked. She didn't know why her mother would appoint another Pontiff except from herself. After all, she had once abolished the former Pontiff because of his excessive power in the Soul Hall. Now, another Pontiff had been appointed... Unless, of course, this person was someone her mother trusted.

Thinking about this, Qian Renxue couldn't help but sneer inwardly. Even the Elder's Hall had agreed to this person's appointment as the third consecration, which showed that this person's strength was by no means ordinary. She didn't know where he had come from, but she could tell he wasn't just anyone.

Qian Renxue didn't have much affection for the Soul Hall. She harbored deep resentment toward her mother, and her assignment to the Heaven Dou Empire as an undercover agent from a young age wasn't her choice. It was something she couldn't resist, especially with her grandfather's approval.

"Yes, this is not the etiquette of my Heaven Dou Empire!" Prince Xue Xing, standing behind, also spoke up loudly. "Bishop Salas, the royal family of the Heaven Dou Empire does not need to follow the etiquette of your Soul Hall!"

It was clear that as soon as they arrived, they were already at odds with the White Pontiff. The tension was palpable.

As the royal family of the Heaven Dou Empire, it was unrealistic to expect them to bend to a newly appointed pontiff.

"You are right," the White Pontiff said calmly. "The Heaven Dou Empire does not need to follow the etiquette of the Soul Hall."

Hearing this, Bishop Salas was momentarily stunned. He thought, 'What is Pontiff doing, speaking on behalf of the Tiandou Empire? This contradicts everything I said earlier...'

But then, the White Pontiff continued, his voice steady but commanding:

"But you must show the etiquette to the strong!"

"And I am stronger than all of you!"

As soon as these words left his lips, a powerful aura erupted from Wang Feng!

Under the Domain of Original Sin, everyone in the vicinity immediately felt it.

The enormous pressure surged like a tide, covering the sky, and all the soul masters from the Heaven Dou royal family instinctively raised their soul power to resist the force.

This wasn't just a matter of field control—it was pure momentum!

The terrifying aura left Bishop Salas stunned. 'Damn it, as expected, the White Pontiff was unlike anyone from the Soul Hall. He didn't care about the rules—he simply used his overwhelming power to dominate everyone!'

It was truly admirable! Bishop Salas thought to himself, feeling like the White Pontiff was a force of nature within the Soul Hall. His arrogance and domineering presence were unmistakable.

What was it like to be in his domain of influence? This momentum... it was no easy feat to face!

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