Chapter 23: Holy Son Ceremony, people from all parties gather!
Within a day.

Almost all the well-known strong men, sects, families, and even some nobles of the two empires, including the royal family, on the continent have received invitations from the Spirit Hall.

What Spirit Hall wants to do this time is to make Ye Lingyun's name resound throughout the entire continent.

As for whether those forces would become murderous and take action after learning of Ye Lingyun’s talent.

Qian Daoliu didn't take it seriously at all.

In Wuhun City, Qian Daoliu is in charge.

When you go out, you have Golden Crocodile Douluo by your side.

Just based on the upper three sects and lower four sects, and those misfits in the two empires, Qian Daoliu really doesn't care.

The only person he could consider as a rival had disappeared from the continent for decades.

Now I don’t know whether I will live or die.

I don’t know where to find the gods’ inheritance place.

If someone really dares to attack Ye Lingyun.

Qian Daoliu doesn't mind losing a force in this world or cutting off the inheritance of a martial spirit.

three days later.

The leader of Haotian Sect——Tang Yun!
The leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family—Yu Yuanzhen!

The leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect—Ning Fengzhi! And the two guardian Douluos: Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong!

The leaders of the four lower sects did not dare to neglect the invitation from the Spirit Hall and all showed up.

The emperors of the two empires naturally could not be present in person, but they also sent ministers to accompany the princes.

Xue Qinghe from the Tiandou Empire!

Davis of the Star Luo Empire!

The heads of the secluded families, such as the Shi family and the Ye family, were also present in person.

After all, the Titled Douluo came personally to deliver the invitation.

These sects and forces also had to come to Wuhun City in person.

If the Spirit Hall had any evil intentions, it could almost keep all of these top combat forces in the Spirit City and swallow up the forces behind these people.

On both sides of the stairs below the Pope's Palace.

The spirit masters of the Spirit Hall were dressed in armor and holding sharp weapons, with solemn expressions and bright eyes, staring at every top powerhouse who passed by.

These people were rarely seen in the past.

They are all old antiques and guardians of the sect who never leave their homes.

For example, the leader of the Haotian Sect and the head of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

He almost had paranoid delusions and didn't dare to stray too far from his own mountain.

Today was the first time in many years that I went on a long journey.

Still came to a tiger's den like Wuhun City.

Inside the Papal Palace.

The seven Spirit Hall elders, including Jue Wu Douluo, also gathered together.

Except for Juegui Douluo, the remaining five are:

Lingyuan Douluo!

Ghost Leopard Douluo!

Demon Bear Douluo!

Porpoise Douluo!

Snake Spear Douluo!

Looking at the seven Titled Douluo standing on both sides below, Qianxunji's mouth corners slightly raised.

"Xiaoye, these are the foundations that the teacher has laid for you!"

Ye Lingyun held Qian Renxue's little hand and stood beside Qian Xunji.

Hearing Qianxunji's words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

At this time, Ye Lingyun was wearing a luxurious golden robe. Although he was only 1.75 meters tall, he did not look short.

The long purple hair was no longer scattered randomly like before. It was raised up and fixed by an exquisite golden crown, making her look very noble.

Qian Renxue standing beside her was also wearing an exquisite golden long dress, which matched her beautiful face and made people's eyes light up and exclaim that the dress was so beautiful.

"It's almost time."

"It's our protagonist's turn to appear!"

Qianxun stood up quickly and stood with his hands behind his back.

With a smile on his face, he walked out slowly.

Ye Lingyun followed behind with Qian Renxue, and seven Titled Douluo accompanied them.

At the end of the stairs below the Pope's Palace, there is a high platform. On the platform are currently sitting the patriarchs and clan leaders of various major forces.

With Qianxunji's appearance, he also attracted a lot of attention. Looking at Qianxunji, the six elders of the Spirit Hall in red robes behind him, and the ghost in black robes, the faces of the three upper sects were all solemn.

The four lower sects, except for the White Tiger Sect, the Elephant Armor Sect, the Wind Sword Sect, and the Fire Leopard Sect, all had a hint of flattery in their smiles.

"Meet His Majesty the Pope!"

No matter whether it is the leaders of the top three sects, or those Titled Douluo and princes, they must show due courtesy when facing Qian Xunji.

Even Tang Yun, the leader of the Haotian Sect, the world's number one sect, had to bow his head at this moment.

"You don't have to be polite!"

Qianxunji smiled faintly: "Let me introduce my disciple to you, and also the new Holy Son of my Spirit Hall - Ye Lingyun!"

"Xiaoye, introduce yourself to the elders!"

"Yes!"

Ye Lingyun's figure flashed, as if he had teleported, and he instantly stood in front of Qian Xunji.

Seeing Ye Lingyun's sudden move, even the Titled Douluo from the three upper sects were slightly surprised.

"Self-created soul skills?!"

Ye Lingyun did not release his martial soul and soul ring, he just teleported out of thin air.

Ideas emerged in these people's minds.

Looking at the top powerhouses on the continent in front of him, Ye Lingyun had a calm expression.

The Soul Douluo's soul power fluctuations slowly spread like ripples.

Circles of soul rings also appeared under Ye Lingyun's feet.

Purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red, red!

"Gudong-"

The sound of swallowing saliva continued to be heard.

In such an occasion, it is very rude to behave like this.

But Qianxunji didn't care about these.

At this moment, Qianxunji raised his chin slightly, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Ye Lingyun, Wuhun Ability Lock, 85th level Fighting Soul Douluo, greetings to all the seniors!"

Ye Lingyun cupped his hands calmly and said lightly.

boom!
Such calm words, however, stirred up tremendous waves in the hearts of the leaders of the forces in front of them.

Tang Yun, Yu Yuanzhen, and Ning Fengzhi all widened their eyes and rubbed them in disbelief.

The scene before me seemed like a dream.

Seeing these people’s dull eyes, as if they were demented, Qian Xunji just smiled faintly.

"Xiaoye, go!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingyun did not retract his soul ring. He just walked through the crowd step by step, came to the front of the platform, and his eyes fell on the square below the platform.

At this moment, the square was bustling with people, about thirty to fifty thousand people, and figures were standing on the streets, rooftops, and treetops.

Those soul masters who could fly were also flying in the air, looking up at Ye Lingyun's proud figure.

At this moment.

Looking at Ye Lingyun's back, there was even a hint of impulse in the eyes of Tang Yun, Ning Fengzhi, Yu Yuanzhen and others.

"Everyone, what do you think of me, the new Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?" Qian Xunji held Qian Renxue's small hand and smiled faintly.

These people looked at each other and then offered the most hypocritical congratulations.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, unrivaled in the world!"

Qianxunji smiled faintly and said, "Please continue reading."

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Ye Lingyun.

Ye Lingyun raised his hand and a supernatural lock appeared on his left wrist.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but show curiosity. "Is this his martial spirit?"

"Arm!" Ye Lingyun shouted in a low voice.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Lingyun's body was flashing purple light.

When the purple light faded away, Ye Lingyun was covered in an exquisite purple armor.

"Ultra beast, arm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple ball of light suddenly condensed in Ye Lingyun's hand, and then he threw it fiercely into the sky.

"boom--"

Under the gazes of tens of thousands of people and more than a dozen top warriors on the continent, a halo with a diameter of 20 meters and a bat pattern suddenly appeared in the air.

A huge purple figure slowly emerged from it...

(End of this chapter)