Fall

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The majestic and dignified Pontiff's Palace collapsed in an instant and turned into a pile of dust that drifted away with the wind.

"The Pontiff's Palace … was destroyed?."

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Their eyes widened, and their faces were filled with shock.

In the eyes of countless people, the Pontiff's Palace was the symbol of holiness and the representative of the gods. But now, it had been turned into dust with a single slash. Even Pontiff Bibi Dong had fallen head-first into the ground. No one knew if he was dead or alive.

The impact this scene had on everyone was too significant. For a very long time, the entire vast arena was completely silent.

"Huff ~ Huff ~"

At the same time, Fang Xuan powerlessly slid down from the sky and crashed heavily into the ground. After releasing the last slash to destroy the Pontiff's Palace, he had finally exhausted all his strength. The Shadowless Sword slipped from his hand and slammed headfirst into the ground …

"This is bad. Save Fang Xuan. " Ning Fengzhi's eyes narrowed as he shouted.

"Save him."

The Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Dugu Bo turned into three streaks of light and flew across the void to save Fang Xuan.

"Captain."

Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the other Emperor Team members ran wildly on the ground, trying to break through the Guardian Knights' blockade and catch Fang Xuan falling from the sky.

Falling from a height of hundreds of meters, Fang Xuan was already exhausted and heavily injured. If he fell to the ground, he would probably die.

At this moment, the entire arena was in an uproar. The people from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and Heaven Dou Academy threw caution to the wind to save Fang Xuan, while the people from the Martial Spirit Hall frantically tried to stop them. They wanted to use this opportunity to eliminate Fang Xuan.

"Hahahaha, you want to save him? Dream on. "

The Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall were in a frenzy. They frantically tried to stop the Sword Douluo, Dugu Bo, and the others. The Guardian Knights also roared and chased after the Emperor Team, but no one could break through the Spirit Hall's blockade.

No one could break through the blockade, and no one could save Fang Xuan. Everyone could only watch as that haggard figure crashed heavily into the ground …

"Boom."

At this moment, a white, jade-like hand suddenly reached out from the ground and transformed into a gigantic black demonic claw, catching the falling Fang Xuan just in time.

"Who is it?"

Seeing this scene, Ning Fengzhi and the others couldn't help but show joy. They looked expectantly towards the end of the square. Their faces suddenly change when they see the person who saved Fang Xuan.

"Bibi Dong..."

Bibi Dong turned into a human-shaped spider and drilled out of the ground. She carried Fang Xuan with one hand and revealed a cruel smile, saying,

"Fang Xuan, I'm shocked you can force me to this point. It would be a pity if I let you fall to your death. I'm very interested in you and am prepared to study the secrets of your martial spirit."

"… It is my honor to discuss such delightful matters with such a beautiful pope."

Fang Xuan's expression was haggard, and his breathing was weak. He smiled at Bibi Dong's ferocious appearance, a trickle of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, dyeing his clothes red.

Sigh … A sigh rose from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't help but feel a little hopeless. That last blade contained a trace of intent and could be said to be the most robust blade he could unleash right now, but he still couldn't kill Bibi Dong.

No. Please don't talk about killing her. Bibi Dong had an immortal body and soul power as high as Rank 99. After a series of battles, Fang Xuan couldn't hurt Bibi Dong, and he didn't even use up much of her soul power.

This was because he faced the strongest person in the Douluo Continent, Bibi Dong. Twin martial spirits, Rank 99 soul power, one of the gods of slaughter in the City of Massacre, and the successor of the Rakshasa God.

Every aspect of her could shock the world. If it weren't for the Rakshasa test, which greatly limited Bibi Dong's strength, Fang Xuan wouldn't be qualified to fight with Bibi Dong. He would've been killed immediately.

Ultimately, Fang Xuan was still defeated and fell into Bibi Dong's hands. His fate and future were dark …

Bibi Dong scrutinized Fang Xuan in his hand as if he were admiring a precious piece of jade. His half-human, half-demon spider face was as terrifying as a devil's smile:

"However, in the process of studying your martial spirit, if I accidentally break a few of your arms, a few of your eyes, or even accidentally kill you, please forgive me."

"Defeated, Fang Xuan was defeated in the end …"

Everyone sighed with emotion. A teenager had destroyed the Pope's Palace with a single blade. He had also beaten Pope Bibi Dong into a sorry state many times. This battle record was enough to be proud of.

"Sigh … he still failed in the end." Looking at Fang Xuan in Bibi Dong's hands, Ning Fengzhi let out a long sigh. He couldn't help but reveal a trace of sadness on his face. A miracle didn't happen in the end. Fang Xuan had fallen into Bibi Dong's hands, and there was no hope of survival.

"Alright, everyone, stop fighting."

Pope Bibi Dong's expression was dignified as he scanned the people fighting around him coldly. He suddenly said, "Fang Xuan has fallen into my hands. There's no point in fighting any longer. I'm only here to capture Fang Xuan, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. Therefore, everyone from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and the Heaven Dou Academy can rest assured that this matter ends here."

When he finished speaking, his ninth soul ring suddenly released a scarlet light that filled the entire space. The frightening power of a hundred-thousand-year soul ring erupted, causing many people to shiver.

Instantly, the people in the plaza who were still fighting stopped.

"Sigh, he still couldn't escape this calamity …"

The Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Dugu Bo shook their heads and sighed. They felt very regretful that Fang Xuan had fallen into Bibi Dong's hands.

"Fang Xuan …"

Qin Ming, Yu Tian-heng, Dugu Yan, and the others looked gloomy and sorrowful. They had fought for so long and were all covered in blood. They were seriously injured, and a few of them had even almost died. They didn't expect that they still couldn't change the outcome.

The entire plaza was silent. As far as the eye could see, the vast plaza was in a mess. The ground had collapsed, the stage was broken, and the walls and spectator stands had collapsed. Even the majestic Pope's Palace had been reduced to dust.

That young man caused all of this…

Although Fang Xuan lost in the end, his glorious battle against Pope Bibi Dong would be unforgettable for many people.

"Pa. Pa. Pa. "

Bibi Dong's jade-like hands danced in the air, aiming at a few of Fang Xuan's major acupoints. Bibi Dong's expression was ice-cold as he used his evil and powerful soul force to forcefully seal Fang Xuan's cultivation and the six Martial Spirits in his body.

At the moment, not only was Fang Xuan severely injured, but he had also become a person with a disability who couldn't use any soul power. There was nothing he could do but wait to be slaughtered.

Then, she casually threw Fang Xuan, who had his soul power sealed and was in a deep coma, to a red-robed Cardinal like a piece of trash. She said coldly, "Lock him in the dungeon and watch over him carefully."

"Yes, ma'am."

The red-robed Cardinal led a team of Paladins to take Fang Xuan away and put him in a mysterious dungeon.

Ning Fengzhi and the others could only sigh as they silently watched this scene.

Bibi Dong heaved a sigh of relief after finally eliminating the scourge Fang Xuan. Her beautiful face regained its nobility and pride as if she had returned to being the high and mighty Empress feared by countless people.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's lips curled into a smile. She calmly looked at Ning Fengzhi and said meaningfully, "

Sect Master Ning, please rest assured. Our Martial Spirit Hall has always been open and aboveboard. We will not mistreat Fang Xuan, let alone kill him. Instead, we will entertain him with good food and drink. I believe that Fang Xuan will be very safe when he is a guest in our Spirit Hall."

"A guest? Safe? "

Ning Fengzhi sneered and said, "I hope Your Highness will keep your promise. Although we have lost today and Fang Xuan has fallen into your hands, I must remind Your Highness that Fang Xuan is the son of the Emperor. If anything happens to him in the Spirit Hall, or even if he dies for no reason, I believe the Emperor, the Heaven Dou Empire, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will not agree. I hope that Your Highness will reconsider."

This was a blatant threat. He had brought up the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to pressure Bibi Dong. He wanted to use this to intimidate the Martial Spirit Hall and save Fang Xuan's life.

However, with Bibi Dong's domineering manner and unrivaled strength, this kind of verbal threat was probably very limited. If they wanted to save Fang Xuan, they would probably have to devise a secret plan. They might even have to consider attacking the Spirit Hall …

This matter was too serious. Ning Fengzhi couldn't decide on his own. He had to return to Heaven Dou City as soon as possible and discuss with the Snowy Night Emperor how to save Fang Xuan.

"Hehe, I understand."

Bibi Dong smiled faintly, her eyes calm. She stared at Ning Fengzhi and said meaningfully, "Sect Master Ning, we will hold a public trial for Fang Xuan in the Spirit Hall in a month. When the time comes, we will welcome you."

A month? A public trial? Bibi Dong … what kind of scheme are you planning?

Ning Fengzhi frowned. He needed to find out what Bibi Dong was planning. Logically speaking, she could have killed Fang Xuan in a single breath during the battle, but she didn't. Instead, she chose to seal Fang Xuan's cultivation and imprison him. What exactly was Bibi Dong planning? No one knew.

The storm had ended. Everyone suddenly felt empty and bleak. They gradually rose from their seats and prepared to leave the square.

"Boom."

At this moment, the tall building behind Shrek's division suddenly collapsed as if affected by the battle. It came crashing down on the group from Shrek Academy.

"Not good. Get out of the way." Tang San's eyes narrowed. His heart was burning with anxiety, and he reacted immediately. Bluesilver Grass quickly spread out and wrapped around Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong, and the others. He promptly threw them out of the building.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and threw all of Shrek's members out of the building before it came crashing down on them. He helped everyone avoid danger and didn't cause any casualties.

However, a small accident occurred during this process. Xiao Wu fell heavily to the ground, and a pink celestial flower fell from her arms.

In the next instant, Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo's eyes lit up with ecstasy and excitement.