Sign In To The Goddess Harem In Douluo

Chapter -47.

"Is this true?" Chen Xin frowned and asked. Although the royal family of the Heavenly Dou Empire was not strong, they had the support of the seven major sects beneath the empire.

Not to mention the somewhat uncertain stance of the lower four sects, just considering the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Thunderclap Tyrannosaurus family among the upper three sects, they were staunch supporters of the royal family. If the Pope from the Spirit Hall were to annihilate the royal family, it would mean war against the Heavenly Dou Empire.

"You heard correctly, the decree is as such," Chrysanthemum Douluo said with a smile, touching the metallic petals floating beside him, then looked at Chen Xin and Gu Rong, "If Ghost and I can't handle it, His Majesty the Pope will personally come."

"Madman!" Chen Xin's eyebrows raised slightly; the meaning behind the other party's words was already very clear.

If it really came to that, the so-called Pope would likely go to any lengths to completely destroy the Heavenly Dou royal family, even disregarding the upper three sects' attempts to stop him.

"You can't go over for now; Ye Chen's fate is uncertain. Even if you want revenge, you'll have to wait until things are settled." "Hahaha, I'm just afraid His Majesty the Pope won't be able to wait that long." "You can try!" Chen Xin's face turned icy, the Seven Killing Sword appearing in his palm, carrying endless killing intent that drew attention.

As both sides stood at a standoff, Dream God Machine and the others, who had just returned to the ground and attempted to escape, were stopped by Prince Xuexing of the Heavenly Dou Empire and then led into a certain passage. The poisonous smoke in this area had diminished significantly, as if someone had already cleaned it up, but ordinary soul masters still could not approach. At the end of the passage, a massive stone door loomed. After Dream God Machine observed it carefully several times, he couldn't help but say, "This is the royal family's treasure gathering pavilion!"

"That's right." Prince Xuexing nodded and said, "It is indeed the Treasure Pavilion. The reason for your visit this time is also the order of Xueye. The Emperor wants to oversee the situation in Tiandou City, so I ask the three deans to go in and take a look to ensure that no thieves have intruded. The inside is the foundation of the empire and cannot be compromised."

The three of Meng Shenji exchanged glances, unwilling to go. Their cultivation had been sealed by half, and entering the poisonous mist would be fraught with danger. However, since the order came directly from the ruler of the Tiandou Empire, they did not dare to disobey, even if they did not want to go.

Without saying a word, the three of Meng Shenji steeled themselves and summoned their respective martial souls before hiding inside the super defensive martial soul, the Tianxing Furnace. They slowly walked into the corridor filled with poisonous mist, and upon reaching the end, they pushed open the huge stone door and entered.

As soon as they stepped inside, Meng Shenji discovered that the once splendid Treasure Pavilion, filled with an array of rare treasures, was now completely empty. The ground was littered with various broken jars and countless chaotic empty boxes piled high. Looking around, not a single valuable item was left.

Was the vast wealth accumulated by the empire over countless years just swept away like this? All those divine herbs and powerful weapons were just gone?

While pondering this, Meng Shenji suddenly noticed a large hole in the corner of the west wall, and a figure shrouded in a veil was standing there, moving a gigantic package many times larger than himself.

Everyone knew that the one who had emptied the Treasure Pavilion was that sneaky figure. Meng Shenji did not hesitate and immediately shouted, "Catch him!"

As he spoke, the three of them activated their respective soul skills and charged towards the masked man.

Sensing danger approaching, the masked man, who was in the midst of his task, quickly dodged the attacking soul skills, but the cloth covering his face was blown away by the residual energy of the soul power, revealing his face.

"Ye Chen." Upon recognizing the masked man's true identity, Meng Shenji couldn't help but exclaim, "What are you doing here? Did you create the poisonous mist in the imperial city?"

"Old man, did you think I wouldn't be able to escape?" Ye Chen laughed loudly, pointing to the large hole in the wall, "Not only am I lucky, but my fortune is also quite abundant. I didn't expect that the cave I discovered in the dungeon would lead me to this treasure-filled place."

As he spoke, Ye Chen quietly opened his right hand and activated the third soul skill he had comprehended from the Ten Thousand Poisons Centipede soul ring: Ten Thousand Poisons Heavenly Mist!

Immediately, waves of black poisonous mist began to pour from his palm, quickly filling every corner of the Treasure Pavilion in a matter of moments.

With the increase of the poisonous mist, the faces of Meng Shenji and the others turned dark. After hiding in the defensive martial soul, the Tianxing Furnace, their condition improved slightly, but they were still affected by the poisonous mist, their expressions looking very grim.

Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but think, "How have these three old guys become so weak? They can hardly resist my Ten Thousand Poisons Heavenly Mist? Could it be that they are injured?"

A hint of cunning flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled up, as the initial intention to use poison to escape vanished.

At that moment, Ye Chen's eyes shone with golden light as he quietly released his fourth soul skill, Illusory Fox Eyes.

In an instant, Meng Shenji and the others were drawn into the illusion he had created. It was still the Tiandou Empire, but the positions of Meng Shenji and the others had shifted from deans to the true rulers of the empire, the Emperors.

On the high throne, a group of graceful beauties surrounded the three, feeding them with their mouths, their voluptuous figures pressed closely against them, sweetly whispering.

Below the throne, Ning Fengzhi, Tang Xiao, and Yu Yuanzhen, the three sect masters, knelt and shouted, "Emperor Shenji!" "Emperor Zhilin!" "Emperor Baoshan!"

"The seven sects have already breached the Heavenly luo Empire, and there has been internal strife within the Spirit Hall. In another six months, the Tiandou Empire will unify the continent. Long live the Emperors, long live, long live!"

"Hahaha, all of you, rise!"

The three of Zhilin, dressed in imperial robes, laughed heartily while embracing the beauties in their arms, their dominating aura soaring to the heavens.

However, not long after, Meng Shenji suddenly stopped laughing and stared blankly at everything before him. Soon, his eyes began to regain some of their luster.

Seeing this, Ye Chen thought to himself, "As expected of the owner of the Black Demon Martial Soul, their sensitivity to illusions is quite strong."

As he spoke, he quietly summoned the Fallen Angel Martial Soul and pointed at the three, shouting, "Curse, wither! Curse, age! Curse, extreme negativity!"

Continuously unleashing powerful techniques, Ye Chen also exerted all his strength to enhance the power of the curses to the limit he could control.

At the same time, the illusion instantly changed from the majestic appearance of the Emperors to the darkest aspects of their innermost thoughts.

Three curses were unleashed simultaneously, and the auras of Dream God Machine, Zhi Lin, and Bai Bao Shan instantly diminished by half. Coupled with the sealing of half of their soul power, their current cultivation was reduced to less than a quarter, pitifully weak.

Subsequently, their appearances also changed; despite already being elderly, their wrinkles became even more pronounced, with sagging skin folding over itself like withered tree bark.

"I can't win, I can't win. Why don't I just die? It would be so much better to end it all."

Bai Bao Shan knelt on the ground, clutching his head as if recalling something. His aged face was filled with negativity, and despair began to slowly erode him.

"My body is so tired; I don't even have the strength to lift my hand. Who will help me?"

Director Zhi Lin slowly raised his arm, but under the extreme negativity and the influence of the illusion, his motion was almost akin to that of a sloth, as if being played in slow motion.

"What's the meaning of living? Even though we sit in the position of directors, serving the Heaven Dou Empire for decades, we are still treated like dogs by the royal family, forced in here? No, we live worse than dogs; at least dogs have their owners to care for them before they die. We are just a bunch of old folks with no love or concern."

Dream God Machine hung his head, his old eyes filled with numbness, as if devoid of any vitality; despair had completely consumed him.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen couldn't help but take out a purple crystal dagger he had just obtained from the Treasure Gathering Pavilion and forcefully threw it in front of the three.

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