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Chapter 374.

"It's really not that deep."

The White Death smiled. "Should I go directly to your Supreme Pontiff Palace and meet your Pope? If I was still deceiving you, I won't even make it out of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, right?"

Hearing this, both Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were taken aback. They exchanged a glance, both realizing the feasibility of the idea. Even if the opponent possessed three heads and six arms, could he still enter the Supreme Pontiff Palace and come out alive? Even Tang Hao can't do that, much less White Death.

"In that case, we'll wait until you reach the Supreme Pontiff Palace. If you truly wish to join us, we will kneel and apologize to you. Nothing more to say," Chrysanthemum Douluo said slowly.

"Alright, but let's settle a deposit first. Kneel for me now and show your sincerity," Wang Feng replied, pointing at the two of them. "That seems fair, doesn't it?"

The two men's faces darkened slightly.

"Old Chrysanthemum, I'm not feeling well. You go ahead and kneel! After all, I'm a man, and as the saying goes, a man only kneels to Heaven and Earth, and to his parents!"

Ghost Douluo suddenly spoke with a serious tone.

"Bastard! What are you implying, do you want to die?" Chrysanthemum Douluo was stunned for a moment, but then started cursing under his breath. "You calling me less of a man? You go kneel yourself! You're the one who attacked and is beaten, you should be ashamed of yourself!"

With that, Chrysanthemum Douluo kicked Ghost Douluo aside.

Hu Liena, who was watching this exchange, stood in stunned silence, feeling a sense of unease. How did things turn into this? Why were the two elders suddenly arguing over who would kneel in front of the White Death?

A moment later, Ghost Douluo reluctantly kneeled, kowtowing to Wang Feng. "White Reaper, I've said my piece, and I hope you honor your words! Otherwise..."

The unspoken threat lingered in the air—otherwise, he would have completely offended the Soul Hall.

Hu Liena felt her heart sink. Ghost Douluo, a top-ranked Titled Douluo in the Soul Hall, was kneeling? Only Her Majesty the Pope, would have the power to make him do so. This was harder than killing him!

She had never expected Wang Wu to be capable of this. It was simply unbelievable!

"Don't worry, I said and I'd do it, I'm a man of my words." Wang Feng's voice remained calm, but there was a hint of amusement beneath the mask. 

"In half a year, I will come to your Supreme Pontiff Palace and officially join your Soul Hall. How about that?"

"Half a year?" Chrysanthemum Douluo helped Ghost Douluo stand up, nodding slightly. "If you don't come in half a year, that means you've broken your promise. At that point, the Soul Hall will issue a manhunt across the continent."

"No problem. If I don't come, I'll see you in two years," Wang Feng replied with a grin. "But make sure you're ready. Chrysanthemum Douluo, wash your knees and be prepared to kneel when I come. When you kneel, make sure your head is bowed low, and your voice rings louder than ever!"

After speaking, Wang Feng turned and left. He moved with astonishing speed, vanishing from their sight in mere moments.

"That's strange," Chrysanthemum Douluo frowned, watching Wang Feng's retreating figure. "He must still be holding back some power. I'm glad we didn't engage him just now."

Ghost Douluo nodded grimly. "His Soul power level should be only around 89, but he's stronger than a normal Titled Douluo. There's something special about his power, likely stemming from his ability to absorb emotions during training. He's definitely hiding something. What happened earlier was probably the best outcome for us."

"Moreover, I have a feeling that the White Death will definitely come to the Supreme Pontiff Palace in six months," Chrysanthemum Douluo added. "It's very possible that he'll join us. If he does, he'll become a huge asset for the Soul Hall."

Ghost Douluo agreed. There was something about the White Death that exuded both righteousness and chaos, unpredictable yet resolute. In six months, they would return to report to the Supreme Pontiff and investigate the true origin of this mysterious figure. They would be prepared for whatever came next.

"Do you think he'll really join the Soul Hall?" Hu Liena asked, watching the now-empty space where Wang Feng had stood. Her heart raced.

It seemed like everything was unfolding just as she had hoped.

Hu Liena's mood lifted, her excitement building.

"Ha ha..."

A smile spread across Wang Feng's face.

Although he had been tricking them just now, it wasn't entirely false.

When he had learned that Ghost Douluo was going to attack him, a thought had struck him like lightning:

To join the Spirit Hall!

Indeed. Wang Feng had decided to infiltrate the Soul Hall. The conditions were perfect. He was the infamous White Death God of the Slaughter City, born without emotions, and had entered the Slaughter City just to experience killing intent. He had saved Hu Liena, Bibi Dong's disciple, twice. His power was on par with an average Titled Douluo.

Moreover, he had no clear origins. Even if the Soul Hall investigated, all they would find was that the White Death God came from the far north. Nothing more.

Wang Feng had never revealed his abilities during his time in the Slaughter City. The Dark Angel martial soul had been quietly cultivating there, perfecting his Domain of Original Sin and blood line like abilities over the past two years.

Beyond the Slaughter City, his martial souls remained hidden. Even Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu, who might have sensed something, would not have been able to detect it.

The Qiankun Cauldron, the 100,000-year-old soul ring, and the powerful torso soul bones were all obtained during his time in the Extreme North. These were also reasons why Wang Feng hadn't shown his full abilities earlier.

Wang Feng was confident that the Soul Hall would never figure out his true identity as Jiu Yikai or Wang Feng. However, it was clear that joining them covertly would cause trouble.

Currently, Bibi Dong, though not yet possessing the inheritance of the gods, was immensely powerful. Wang Feng needed to raise his spiritual power to a new level to avoid being discovered.

The skull's [Fog] soul ability should be enough to hide from someone like Bibi Dong. Even if she detected something, she would never connect the dots to Wang Feng or Jiu Yikai.

As long as he didn't reveal his abilities in the Pope's Palace, they would all remain oblivious to his true identity.

His mental power and the [Fog]soul ability needed to be refined even further, so that even a Peerless Douluo like Qian Daoliu would find it difficult to detect anything abnormal.

And another safety net was the [Soul Devouring Blood Wing] soul abilities teleportation ability. If anyone discovered him, he could escape instantly.

Now at level fifty-eight with a 100,000-year old soul ring, his abilities were significantly stronger than when he first used [Teleportation] in the Pope's Palace over four years ago. Wang Feng was confident that even Qian Daoliu would be unable to track him down if he teleported.

With these two guarantees, Wang Feng was confident that as long as no true god descended upon the world, his identity would remain hidden.

'In the next six months, I need to study carefully... I must raise my soul and spiritual power to a new level! In half a year, I will infiltrate the Soul Hall. Bibi Dong...'

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