Chapter 321: I, the Emperor, Announce that Tom Will Become the Empire’s Sacred Beast!

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Shen An was Yan Chixia?! Besides a few insiders, no one was not shocked by this news. The one who was almost universally acknowledged as the number one genius in the soul master world and the abruptly rising Tenth Elder, Yan Chixia, were actually the same person? Bibi Dong hid the shock in her heart. Her gaze was still cold. Just as her at this moment incomparably terrifying offensive was about to land on Shen An’s body... Shen An stood on the spot, not dodging or evading. The sword-grass in his hand was lightly raised, and a speck of azure light floated out. For a time, Bibi Dong’s heart was madly warning her. How is that a blade of grass? It is clearly a peerlessly sharp and unparalleled precious sword. ’Playing tricks with gods and ghosts! I am now a Limit Douluo! Besides a god, who can block me!’ Bibi Dong’s face was ferocious and wrathful. She felt a sense of shame for her thoughts just now. And shame must be washed away with blood! "Go to hell!" The seven great soul rings behind Shen An shone one by one. After all, she was a Limit Douluo. He could not be too careless. Chasing the Wind and Pursuing Lightning! Sword Control! Azure Sword Eyes! ... And even Martial Soul True Body! At this moment, Shen An’s mind was completely in tune with the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass. The one speck of azure light that had floated out had in an instant soared by countless times, actually transforming into a heaven-piercing sword light. An ultimate, sharp sword qi enveloped the entire field. The one-grass sword intent that could cut down the sun, moon, and stars wantonly displayed its great power to this heaven and earth. This sword intent made everyone on the field tremble for it. Even Chen Xin’s heart trembled. So a person’s sword intent can be strong to this degree. Before Bibi Dong had even gotten close, she had sensed the aura of death. But she did not retreat, but on the contrary, advanced. The scepter in her hand heavily attacked the Shen An who had transformed into a sword light. Boom boom boom— A huge sound echoed in Spirit Hall. A strong energy storm burst out, which made everyone think the world was about to be torn apart. The terrifying aftershocks of the battle made those with insufficient cultivation unable to take care of themselves. Only the experts at the Titled Douluo level and above could get a glimpse of this battle. The Titled Douluos on the field watched with their own eyes. The moment Bibi Dong had come into contact with the peerless sword light, her body had dissolved as if it were melting. First, the scepter that had been held by successive popes had turned to nothing. Then it was Bibi Dong’s arm, her chest, her ferocious face and carapace—all had turned to nothingness! The entire field at this moment fell into a deathly silence. The seven-ring Soul Sage, Shen An, had actually, with one sword strike, killed the Bibi Dong who was known as the strongest Pope in history. Everyone stared blankly at the Shen An on the stage. His figure was tall and straight, his style outstanding. Even Qian Daoliu fell into silence. He asked himself, if he did not activate his Angelic divine power, I’m afraid he would be no match for this one sword strike from Shen An. Of course, only Shen An knew clearly that the one sword strike that seemed to be at his fingertips was, in fact, the strongest sword strike he could unleash in his current state. That one sword strike just now had already drained all the soul power and the vast majority of the sword intent and spiritual power in his body. Although he had already quietly used a soul power experience pack, it was absolutely impossible for Shen An to replicate that one sword strike again in a short period of time. Looking at the reverent gazes of everyone, Shen An silently swallowed the mouthful of reverse blood that had been produced from the clash with Bibi Dong. A man can lose anything, but his demeanor cannot be lost! To kill a level ninety-nine Titled Douluo with one sword strike, if he didn’t pay some price, that would surely be impossible. Fortunately, Shen An’s body possessed a strange recovery power, which could be called a weakened version of the Tom and Jerry’s undying body. These injuries were nothing. "Her Majesty the Pope is dead?" It’s unknown who had said this with a panicked voice. Qian Renxue’s face at this moment was also deathly pale. She had always thought she hated Bibi Dong very much, wished she could eat her flesh and drink her blood. But when Bibi Dong had really disappeared before her eyes, she felt as if her heart had been fiercely squeezed by an invisible large hand. The pain was heart-wrenching! The originally silent scene suddenly became boiling. No matter what, Bibi Dong was at this moment, in name, the Pope of Spirit Hall. All the people of Spirit Hall, how could they be indifferent to Shen An, this person who had "killed" Bibi Dong? Suddenly, a palace guard shouted, "He killed Her Majesty the Pope! Surround him!" Before the Spirit Hall knights had made a move, Qian Daoliu spoke. His vast voice echoed in front of the Pope’s Hall. "No need to make a move. Bibi Dong is not dead. Today’s matter was that Bibi Dong was the first to provoke. To have this result, no one else can be blamed." Sure enough, after Qian Daoliu had spoken, purple demonic patterns appeared out of thin air in the air. Bibi Dong’s body, which had originally turned to nothingness, actually condensed out of thin air. Just as in the past when Bibi Dong had taken Qian Daoliu’s one sword strike that was close to a god’s, she had revived again. Even Shen An clicked his tongue in amazement. This Bibi Dong was truly blessed by heaven. The ninth soul ring’s undying true body was truly a bug-like soul skill. Generally speaking, a combat-type soul master would rarely absorb the strongest ninth soul skill to become an auxiliary skill. It was just that Bibi Dong had twin martial souls, so she was naturally not afraid of wasting it. And this one soul skill had also brought Bibi Dong unimaginable returns. It could be said that below the divine level of power, no one could kill her! Gradually, Bibi Dong re-condensed and took shape. The moment her body touched the ground, she suddenly swayed. Her face was weak and pale. Her eyes looked at Shen An with venom and terror. In the past, the youth who, under her hand, could only rely on Qian Daoliu to come forward to save his life, now could actually defeat her with one sword strike. How could this not be terrifying? Her gaze swept around, but it suddenly paused on the Qian Renxue who had just shown her true feelings. "Good move," Bibi Dong threw down this one sentence coldly, and then, supporting her heavily injured body, silently left. Having been the Pope for so many years, how could she not know that today she had lost completely? To have made a move on Shen An just now was purely for her own personal desire to vent her anger. She had not expected to have not only failed to get the chicken, but also lost the rice. She had been killed by a youth not yet twenty with a sword strike. Looking at Bibi Dong’s desolate and lonely back, everyone had a kind of indescribable feeling in their hearts. A generation’s Pope, having been seized of her power in front of everyone. Could it be that this legend was going to fall from today onwards? Shen An did not block her. At this moment, Bibi Dong was, after all, the Pope of Spirit Hall. The symbolic meaning was great, and she had not done anything to harm Spirit Hall. Just now when he had made a move on her, it could be said to be a counter-attack out of necessity to save his own life. Now, it was no longer appropriate to make another move. It wasn’t that he didn’t have this strength. It was just to give Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu some face. At this moment, all the people on the field’s gazes were fixed on Qian Renxue. Since the Pope had fallen, did this mean that the establishment of the Spirit Empire was already unstoppable? It was time to get down to business. The six great Tributes all looked at each other. Having waited for so long, wasn’t it just for their own Young Master to found a nation and become emperor? The Golden Crocodile Douluo coughed lightly twice. Ning Fengzhi and the others immediately understood. Ning Fengzhi coughed slightly and said solemnly, "The Pope has lost her virtue! We request the Young Master to ascend the throne as emperor and to transform the hall into a nation!" "The Pope has lost her virtue! We request the Young Master to ascend the throne as emperor and to transform the hall into a nation!" Everyone said in unison. The sound echoed throughout the entire Spirit City. There was no time to mourn the fall of Pope Bibi Dong. Next on the stage was the Young Master of Spirit Hall, the future sole leader of the Spirit Empire, the eternal empress—Qian Renxue! Facing everyone’s support, Qian Renxue’s eyes were filled with an indescribable ambition. She seemed to have seen the scene of this continent in the future submitting at her feet. Qian Renxue said with a straight face, "I have no merit, no virtue. I dare not covet the great position. I ask Sect Master Ning not to mention this matter again." The corner of Ning Fengzhi’s mouth twitched slightly. This wasn’t in the script. Could it be that this one doesn’t want to be the emperor anymore? Ning Fengzhi raised his head slightly and saw the deep meaning in Qian Renxue’s eyes. What a smooth and slick person he was. He immediately understood that Qian Renxue wanted to take both the name and the profit. ’Alright then. For Shen An’s sake, this sect will grant you this one time. I hope you will remember this favor in the future!’ Ning Fengzhi was unmoved and continued to say loudly, "The Young Master, Qian Renxue, her talent is peerless, and she has both virtue and ability. This position of being respected by all the people can belong to no one but the Young Master." Qian Renxue once again shook her head. "The emperor’s position is a respected position looked up to by all the people. The burden it carries is very heavy. I’m afraid I cannot bear it. Sect Master Ning, you must not harm me." Damn it, she’s already calling herself the imperial ’I’. And she still says she has no thoughts of it. Ning Fengzhi once again gritted his teeth and said, "Now Heaven Dou is fatuous and corrupt, and Star Luo is cruel and inhuman. The common people are suffering. I hope the Young Master will, for the sake of the people of the continent, found a nation and become emperor, unify the continent, and create a prosperous age of ten thousand years of peace!" "If the Young Master is unwilling, then this minister will kill himself here!" Ning Fengzhi fiercely gave the Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others a look. The Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately understood. With a wave of his large hand, a dragon throne appeared out of thin air. At some unknown time, Shen An had already flashed to the side of the Spirit Kite Douluo. Tom and Jerry had also appeared on the field. "Spirit Kite Douluo, quickly go and tie Xue’er to the dragon throne," Shen An transmitted his voice secretly. The Spirit Kite Douluo was first stunned for a moment, then a look of gratitude appeared on her face. Shen An was helping her to leave an impression in front of Qian Renxue. She did not hesitate in the slightest. Without another word, her nine soul rings appeared by her side. A formidable soul power fluctuation attracted the attention of the entire field. "Young Master, forgive my offense!" the Spirit Kite Douluo shouted loudly, and then forcibly seized Qian Renxue’s hand. "Let me go, let me go! Are you trying to rebel?" Qian Renxue said fiercely on the surface, but her body was very honest. Sitting on the dragon throne, she felt it was so fitting. The next moment, the Spirit Kite Douluo, not sparing her status as a Titled Douluo, knelt down. "Long live my emperor, ten thousand years, ten thousand times ten thousand years!" "I ask Your Majesty, for the sake of the common people, to ascend to the imperial position and create a prosperous age of peace!" The Spirit Kite Douluo was the first to kowtow. The various platinum bishops and red-robed bishops kowtowed one after another! The seven great sects and the palace guard knights bowed one after another! "We ask Your Majesty, for the sake of the common people, to ascend to the imperial position and create a prosperous age of peace!" On the dragon throne, Qian Renxue smiled bitterly. "You have harmed me, you have harmed me!" Her phoenix eyes closed slightly, and then fiercely opened. In them was a scorching golden light. "In that case, I will no longer refuse. For the common people of the world, I will do as you wish and become emperor and found a nation!" ... After Bibi Dong’s bleak fall, there was nothing that could hinder Qian Renxue anymore. The behemoth of Spirit Hall began to operate at an incredible speed. The next day, all the Spirit Halls within the territory of the original two great empires were closed one after another. The soul masters also withdrew under the cover of the experts. The two great empires did not dare to block them in the slightest. On one hand, Spirit Hall had been rooted in their territory for many years. Besides a few bad apples, the reputation of the vast majority of the Spirit Halls was extremely good. If they were to rashly make a killing blow, it would cause turmoil within their territory. On the other hand, the soul master power that Spirit Hall grasped was too great. Before they had gone to invite the one on Sea God Island, both great empires did not want to launch a decisive battle with the Spirit Empire ahead of time. What if Qian Daoliu were to carry out a decapitation strike? The emperors of the two great empires would have no tears to cry. Especially now that there was an added Shen An. A seven-ring Soul Sage who had killed the Pope with his sword. What a terrifying combat power that was. A month later, at the enthronement ceremony, Qian Renxue was wearing a gold-silk phoenix robe, with an emperor’s crown on her head. Her phoenix eyes were scorching and majestic. "The Spirit Empire is founded today!" "All the original Spirit Hall tokens are abolished. And, I announce that Tom will become the sacred beast of my Spirit Empire! And in the future, all the tokens and clothing of the Spirit Empire will have Tom’s head carved on them!" This decision of Qian Renxue made even Shen An feel astonished. Immediately, Shen An was also joyful. Tom and he were bound together. To be familiar with Tom also meant that his fame would greatly increase. Originally, when he had killed the Pope with his sword, Shen An’s fame value had soared to a huge twenty million, thus obtaining his third piece of jade bone. And now, this move of Qian Renxue’s would undoubtedly let every single person within her empire’s territory know of Shen An. Qian Renxue looked towards Shen An. Her face was majestic, yet her eyes held a trace of tenderness. I know you like fame. Then I will let all the people under heaven know of your name, Shen An. What’s more, it wasn’t just Tom’s head. Even Shen An’s martial soul, the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, and Jerry, were all listed by Qian Renxue as a totem on the same level as the Six-Winged Angel. Hearing this, Tom was so happy he directly let out a "meow" up to the sky. "Oh ho ho ho!!!" Who didn’t know that he, a certain Tom, valued face the most? The thought that in the future, he would become a star-level cat on the entire continent made Tom can’t help but be excited. Thus, at the solemn enthronement ceremony, a cat appeared, excitedly running around on the field, and even from time to time hugging some pretty female soul masters and giving them a fierce kiss. At the side, Jerry pouted with a taste of jealousy. What’s there to be happy about!!! Isn’t it just becoming a star cat on the entire continent!!! I’m! Not! At! All! Jea! Lous! Jerry, while thinking angrily, was at the same time continuously drilling into the ground with his small jio, to soothe the jealousy in his heart. After all, he was both afraid of his brother having a hard time and also afraid of his brother driving a Land Rover. This wave of Tom’s was more than just driving a Land Rover. He had directly gone to heaven. Seeing this scene, Qian Renxue smiled faintly, and then said with a straight face again, "There is a prodigy in the world, Shen An, who has helped me greatly. I deeply feel his affection. Therefore, I am willing to enfeoff him as the number one person under heaven, to share the glory with me!" Shen An smiled and nodded slightly. At this moment, he could be considered to have been further bound with the Spirit Empire. The greater the power of the Spirit Empire, the more famous he would also be. And this was precisely what he was happy to see. Qian Renxue continued, "The empire is newly established and must not be underestimated. It is necessary for the world to know that only my Spirit Empire has the ability to unify the world and create a prosperous age of peace." "Pass my imperial decree!" "The various Tributes and elders within the empire’s territory will lead troops and divide into two paths, to press down on Heaven Dou in the north, and to take Star Luo in the south. I want to, with an absolute advantage, have these two great empires prostrate themselves under me!" At this moment, all the soul masters, or perhaps at this moment it was better to call them ministers, all kowtowed and bowed to Qian Renxue. "Your Majesty is wise! Long live my emperor, ten thousand years, ten thousand times ten thousand years!!!"

Chapter 321: I, the Emperor, Announce that Tom Will Become the Empire’s Sacred Beast!

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