Chapter 214 The Greater the Turbulence, the Pricier the Fish_1

Human lives are as insignificant as weeds.

Even the noblest of Soul Masters are no exception.

"Only with formidable strength can one control their own destiny and fear no plot or scheme."

Qin Xiao thought to himself, feeling the urgency to improve his cultivation level.

Afterward, he retracted his gaze, rose into the air, and headed straight for the Pope Hall.

...

Meanwhile.

The atmosphere inside the Pope Hall was tense.

Qian Daoliu, Bi Bidong, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Phoenix Douluo, and a host of other powerhouses were all present.

"Has there been any news of Qin Xiao?"

Qian Daoliu asked in a deep voice.

Bi Bidong remained silent.

At the bottom of the seating arrangement, Ju Douluo respectfully replied, "Replying to the Grand Worshipper, we have yet to receive any news about Qin Xiao. However, given that he was strong enough to slay that powerful Demon Lord, he should be unharmed. His absence is likely due to some unforeseen delay."

But no sooner had he finished speaking,

the doors of the Pope Hall were flung open, and Qin Xiao, dressed in a purple robe and with an air of nonchalance, walked in.

Swish, swish, swish.

Pairs of eyes fell upon him, and the minds of those in the hall were flooded with countless thoughts.

But the two highest-ranking individuals in the Martial Soul Hall did not speak; even if they had a thousand queries, they dared not express them freely.

"I know you have many questions in your minds, so ask whatever you want.

I will hold nothing back in my answers."

Qin Xiao, with his keen intelligence, instantly glimpsed the thoughts of everyone present.

"Alright, then I will be the first to ask," Qian Daoliu, who had been holding back, cut to the chase and bluntly asked, "Is the Demon Lord Alba completely dead?"

Qin Xiao calmly replied, "He's gone, both body and spirit."

"Good!"

"Ghost Panther, my old brother, your spirit in heaven can now rest in peace."

Just as Qin Xiao finished speaking, an emotional voice rang out.

Qin Xiao turned to look and saw a scruffy one-armed man with tears in his eyes, speaking with complex emotions.

It was evident that he must be the Demon Bear Douluo, one of the members of the Martial Soul Hall's Elder Committee...

And what did his words imply?

The Ghost Panther Douluo has fallen?

It seems that the loss the Martial Soul Hall suffered this time was not minor... Qin Xiao murmured to himself in secrecy.

"Then do you know how these demons came to be on Soul Land?"

At that moment, Bi Bidong asked another question that everyone wanted the answer to.

How did creatures not native to Soul Land arrive in this world?

Previously, they had all analyzed that demons, being a race that thrived on devouring and destruction, likely discovered Soul Land by accident.

This time, Qin Xiao paused for a moment before slowly replying, "They were summoned to this world by a person."

"What!?"

"How could someone do such a thing!"

These words shocked everyone.

They had always assumed that the arrival of the demons was an accident involving the opening of a Spatial Passage.

But Qin Xiao then told them it was deliberate...

Not an accident?

The reality far exceeded their expectations, leaving them all in disbelief.

"That's the truth," Qin Xiao nodded solemnly.

Honestly, he hadn't anticipated such an event at the beginning either.

"Then who is responsible?"

"Did the Demon Lord Alba provide any clues before his death?"

Qian Daoliu urgently inquired.

He was more concerned about who the person was and their capabilities.

If possible, he would love nothing more than to flay and dismantle the one responsible for such deeds, as that would be the only way to soothe the hatred in his heart!

After all, the losses suffered by the Martial Soul Hall this time were immense, almost resulting in their eradication from Soul Land!

Qin Xiao revealed the truth, "This person is known as Tang San. Have you heard of him?"

"Tang San with the surname Tang?"

"Wait a minute."

Ning Fengzhi first looked stunned; then he suddenly furrowed his brows.

"Could it be Tang Hao's son, Tang San? The youth who once studied at Shrek Academy?"

"Yes, that's him," Qin Xiao nodded lightly.

"Is it really him?" Ning Fengzhi was astonished, "The son of Tang Hao, how could he do such a thing?"

And with these words, a storm rose in the hearts of everyone in the Martial Soul Hall.

They were not familiar with Tang San, but Tang Hao's name resounded like thunder in their ears.

The most outstanding genius of the Hao Tian Clan, the youngest Titled Douluo-level expert on Soul Land.

Of course, that wasn't all...

More importantly, the father of the Martial Soul Hall's previous Pope, the Grand Worshipper's son Qian Xun Ji, wasn't he killed by Tang Hao's hands?

The enmity between Tang Hao and the Martial Soul Hall ran deep.

"Unbelievable, truly unbelievable," Qian Daoliu shook his head incessantly, his eyes filled with surprise and a complex expression that flickered briefly before disappearing.

But Qian Daoliu was no ordinary person; after a momentary lapse, he regained his composure, and he asked Qin Xiao, "Then what is Tang San's current cultivation level?"

"He has become a god," Qin Xiao simply replied with four words.

Yet the meaning of these four words was enough to shock everyone.

"What!"

"Did you say a god!"

"He, how could he possibly have such a cultivation level? No, does someone on Soul Land truly possess such a level?"

Following the shock, voices of disbelief rose among them.

For them, even for Titled Douluo, the concept of a god was unimaginably distant.

Grand Worshipper Qian Daoliu was already considered the pinnacle of existence in their minds.

Now.

They are told that gods really do exist, and moreover, it's an enemy, how could they possibly accept this?