Mu Hong's Resurrection

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Everything was over...

Bibi Dong sighed, and her eyes became cold and determined again. The majestic Martial Spirit Palace seemed to have sunk into a pool of stagnant water, without any vitality. The noble and cold Pope, who had the most power in the world, looked so lonely and lonely at this moment.

"Your Holiness."

A Holy Knight walked up to the palace and said respectfully, "Mu Hong… is awake."

Her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth raised into a dangerous arc. Her jade-like palm slapped the armrest, and with a sound, her figure strangely disappeared from the hall.

Inside an underground secret room in the Pope's palace. The secret room was empty, and there was only an ice coffin in it.

A middle-aged man in his forties was lying in the ice coffin. He was missing his right arm, and the cut was very neat as if it had been cut off by someone. There was a three-inch long cut on his chest that went straight through his heart. The blood that flowed out had already solidified and was completely frozen under the erosion of frost.

This person's face was pale, and his pupils were dilated. He had already lost his pulse and vitality.

All signs pointed to this. This was a dead man.

"Kacha—Bang."

The sound of ice breaking was heard. The middle-aged man's finger suddenly trembled, and a blazing golden light burst out from his body, shattering the ice coffin. Endless ice shards fell to the ground.

"Huff… Huff…"

He suddenly sat up and gasped for breath. His face was full of horror as if he had not recovered from the fear of death in the past.

"Mu Hong." Bibi Dong teleported to the secret chamber and looked at the middle-aged man who had just come back to life. Even though she had seen a lot as a pope, she could not help but be shocked. She remarked, "What a marvelous 'Turtle Breathing Technique.'

After two years of hibernation, you have indeed come back to life."

"Your Holiness."

Seeing Bibi Dong's arrival, Mu Hong was extremely shocked. He quickly got up and wanted to bow to the Pope, but because he had just woken up from his long sleep, his hands and feet did not listen to him. Before he could stand up, his body tilted and fell heavily to the ground.

"Alright, Mu Hong, you have survived a great disaster. No need to be so polite." Bibi Dong smiled and lifted her hand. A gentle beam of Soulforce was released as she helped Mu Hong up from the ground.

"Thank you, Your Holiness." Mu Hong sat on the ground and panted heavily. He said, "That was close, that was close. I almost died. Luckily, my Xuanwu Martial Spirit was born with the 'Tortoise Breathing Technique,' which allowed me to enter a state of suspended animation when I was on the brink of death. Even so, my injuries were too severe. I had to sleep for two years to recover. Even the Tortoise Breathing Technique could not save me."

"Haha, but it seems that although it was a narrow escape, you also profited from the disaster. Your soul power seems to have increased quite a bit."

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes narrowed as she saw through Mu Hong's strength. Two years ago, Mu Hong was only a Soul King. Now that he had come back from the dead, his strength had increased greatly. The soul power in his meridians was incomparably surging, and Bibi Dong could almost hear the powerful soul power roaring like a tsunami. Right now, Mu Hong's soulforce was probably no lower than Rank 70.

"It's all thanks to Your Holiness' kindness."

Mu Hong's strength had increased greatly, but he did not dare to be rash in front of Bibi Dong. This was because he knew how terrifying this woman in front of him was. Even if he increased his strength by another twenty ranks, he would still be easily killed by her. He said respectfully, "If it wasn't for Your Holiness the Pope who saw through my Turtle Breathing Technique and didn't get someone to dispose of my body but carefully stored it, I'm afraid that I would have died a long time ago, let alone come back to life."

Although the Tortoise Breathing Technique was extremely exquisite and could allow him to rely on 50% of his immunity to fatal injuries, it was not an invincible resurrection technique. It had a lot of limitations.

If his corpse was severely damaged, such as being dismembered or corroded by insects, he would die even if he mastered the Tortoise Breathing Technique to the point of perfection.

This was because the Tortoise Breathing Technique's main condition for resurrection was that one's body had to be in perfect condition. If one's head was missing, or if one's body was broken into two, one would still die.

Even the Immortals would not be able to save him.

However, as the saying goes, misfortunes and blessings lay within misfortunes. Mu Hong had relied on the Tortoise Breathing Technique to come back from the dead, and his strength had increased by more than ten times. It was as if he had been reborn from the ashes.

"Haha, Mu Hong, you don't have to be so humble. Your Tortoise Breathing Technique is indeed very exquisite. Even I am in awe of it."

Bibi Dong stood with her hands behind her back as she scanned Mu Hong. She seemed to be deep in thought as she said, "Your soul power undulations are very strong. Your soul power has probably reached Rank 70 now. Once you obtain a soul ring, you will become a Soul Sage."

"Yes."

Mu Hong nodded. He could not help but feel elated. This was the realm of Soul Sages! In the past, he could only look up to and yearn for it. He might not have reached such a mystical realm even if he used his entire life's effort. Now that he had come back from the dead, his soul power had increased tremendously, and he had reached Rank 70 in one fell swoop.

As long as he went to the Soul Beast Forest to absorb two soul rings, he would become a Soul Sage. Mu Hong was very excited when he thought of this.

"Very good. The Martial Soul Hall will have another Soul Sage."

Bibi Dong smiled faintly. His expression suddenly turned serious as she said, "Mu Hong, listen up. You are now the new Platinum Bishop of the Martial Soul Hall"

"Platinum Bishop?"

Mu Hong's eyes widened when he heard this. His face was full of disbelief. He was only a small deacon in the Martial Soul Hall. In the Martial Soul Hall, where there were many strong people, he was an insignificant person. The Platinum Bishop of the Martial Soul Hall was the highest position in the Martial Soul Hall, second only to the Pope.

He had supreme authority, and even the emperors of the two empires had to treat him with respect. They did not dare to show any disrespect. Mu Hong was lucky enough to come back from the dead. Not only did his strength increase tremendously, but he was also promoted to Platinum Bishop. This was a double blessing. He had reached the heavens in a single step.

"Thank you, Your Holiness. I, Mu Hong, will not be able to repay your kindness even if I die" Mu Hong knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed heavily to Bibi Dong.

"En" Bibi Dong nodded. She was very satisfied with Mu Hong's reaction. What she needed was the absolute loyalty of her subordinates. Mu Hong had come back from the dead through the Turtle Breathing Technique. He had endless potential in the future.

"Alright, let's cut the pleasantries to the chase"

Bibi Dong waved her hand. Her beautiful face suddenly became serious. She frowned and stared at Mu Hong. She said in a deep voice, "Tell me, what exactly happened that day? Who killed the Blood Douluo and all of you? Was it the traitor Luo Xuanchen?"

"Yes, and no" Mu Hong's eyes flashed with memories. He said solemnly, "Reporting to Your Holiness, Lord Blood Douluo was indeed killed by the traitor Luo Xuanchen with a single slash. However, I and the others were killed by a young man"

Mu Hong could not help but shiver when he thought of that cold young man. He could not get rid of the fear of death. He could vaguely remember the young man's emotionless eyes when he pierced his heart with a single slash. Cold, cruel, and murderous.

"A young man?"

Hearing this, Bibi Dong could not help but be shocked. She was even more shocked than when Luo Xuanchen killed the Blood Douluo because she felt a hidden threat.

Ever since Luo Xuanchen, who had a trash martial soul, broke through to the Titled Realm, he washed away his previous identity of trash and became the famous Blade Douluo on the continent.

At his most famous time, he even overshadowed the Vast Sky Douluo. Therefore, Bibi Dong could accept that Luo Xuanchen killed the Blood Douluo. However, a young man killed more than ten experts of the Martial Spirit Hall, including the Soul King Mu Hong. What kind of terrifying talent was this? Bibi Dong was a little shocked. She suspected that this young man was Luo Xuanchen's disciple and would be the Martial Spirit Hall's number one enemy in the future.

"Do you know who that young man is?" Bibi Dong asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know, but he looks to be only 15 or 16 years old. However, he already has the strength to kill a Soul King. I think he's not an ordinary person. He must be very famous on the continent now" Mu Hong explained. He could kill a Soul King at the age of 15 or 16. Bibi Dong's pupils shrank.

She muttered, "Could it be that kid…" Right now, she had two must-kill lists in her hands. Both of them were peerless geniuses that were one in a million. Among them, the one with the strongest combat strength and the biggest suspicion was Fang Xuan from the Heaven Dou Academy. If it was Fang Xuan, then no matter what, he had to be eliminated. This was because he was not only the prince of the Heaven Dou Empire but also the disciple of the Martial Spirit Hall's traitor, Luo Xuanchen. Bibi Dong felt a strong sense of threat. She stared coldly at Mu Hong and said, "If you meet that kid again, can you… still, recognize him?"

"Yes"

A trace of hatred appeared in Mu Hong's eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "I will never forget that face for the rest of my life."