"Inducing childbirth?"
Yang Wudi frowned deeply.
"What do you mean? Does this mean we can mass-produce Title Douluos?"
"My lord, even if you have rare items like soul power crystals and martial soul essence, it's not that simple to cultivate a titled Douluo!"
"That's right."
Ning Liu nodded and stated a fact that sent chills down everyone's spines.
"It's about mass production!"
"Using the life energy of countless soul beasts, we forcibly infused them, turning them into vessels that only possess power."
"And the person who did all of this..."
Ning Liu's gaze turned icy. "It's Tang San."
"boom!"
Tang Hao's body jolted violently, and he abruptly raised his head, his eyes instantly turning blood red, and a violent aura leaked out uncontrollably.
Tang Chen also clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his aura surged, making the surrounding air feel thick and sticky.
Just as the atmosphere inside the hall reached its most oppressive point, and a storm was about to break, a clear announcement suddenly came from outside the hall.
"Reporting to the Sect Master! Pope Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall, accompanied by Miss Ning Rongrong, has come to pay her respects!"
Before the words were even finished, two figures had already appeared at the entrance of the main hall.
Leading the group was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a magnificent purple gown and wearing a nine-curved purple-gold crown, exuding an aura of nobility and majesty. She was none other than Bibi Dong, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall.
Beside her, a girl in a pink skirt, smiling sweetly, was craning her neck and looking at Ning Liu in the main seat with a joyful expression.
Who else could it be but Ning Rongrong?
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