A month later, the dust settled.
Tang Hao is missing.
Haotian Sect closed its sect and retreated into the snowy peaks in the depths of the clouds.
The war between Wuhun Palace and the Haotian Sect ended with the Haotian Sect expelling Tang Hao, closing the mountain gate, and the four single-attribute clans affiliated with them suffered heavy losses, and announced their separation from the Haotian Sect.
Faced with the devastation of the Wuhun Palace, the Haotian Sect suffered heavy casualties and fell apart. Only some of the descendants of the Tang family, the original sect of the Haotian Sect, retreated into the snowy mountains and could not escape from the world.
From then on, the Haotian Sect, the number one sect in the world that controlled tens of thousands of soul masters and rivaled the Spirit Hall, fell off the altar.
The name of the No. 1 sect in the world exists in name only.
This time, Wuhun Palace once again showed its fangs to the world.
Demonstrates its status and strength.
Let people understand that the majesty of Wuhun Palace cannot be desecrated or trampled upon.
The power of Wuhun Palace also shocked the entire continent.
As powerful as the Haotian Sect, it cannot hold out under the strong attack of the Wuhun Palace. If it were another sect force, the end would be even more miserable. The result would probably be to destroy all the chickens and dogs.
As a result, all the major forces in the continent were secretly weighing the consequences of offending Wuhun Palace.
Ning Fengzhi and Yu Yuanzhen each looked at the news in their hands. Their eyes widened, and their faces were filled with sadness after being shocked.
"The foundation of Wuhun Palace far exceeded everyone's expectations." Ning Fengzhi sighed.
Yu Yuanzhen acted domineering on the surface and said he didn't care, but secretly he was full of fear.
On the snowy night, Dai Tianfeng also sighed and also had a huge headache.
Several major power leaders had no choice but to sing:
"This is not the result I want!"
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Soon, Qian Daoliu returned to his worship hall.
The soul master army in Wuhun Palace also returned to Wuhun City after receiving the withdrawal order from Qian Daoliu.
A war is over.
Wuhundian let out a fierce breath, which also boosted his morale.
For a time, the people in each hall of Wuhun Hall were very proud to be members of Wuhun Hall. They raised their heads and chests high, and everyone felt honored.
A war.
The Wuhun Palace not only dealt a blow to the arrogance of the major forces.
It also laid a solid foundation for Wuhun Palace’s development in the next twenty years and provided a safe environment.
At the same time, the prestige of Wuhun Palace will be resounding throughout the mainland and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Therefore, it attracted many civilian soul masters to join, putting the development of Wuhun Palace on the fast track.
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After Qian Daoliu returned to Wuhun City, a few days later, he personally presided over a meeting of Wuhun Hall elders.
The meeting was held in the meeting hall of the Elders Hall.
There is only one issue.
The meeting hall of the Elder’s Hall.
Inside is a large oval conference table, with dozens of gorgeous gilt pear wood chairs placed around the table.
The first to come in were the many elders from the Elder Hall.
After these elders came in, they sat casually on the chairs corresponding to their status.
Everyone was lazily leaning on their chairs, closing their eyes to meditate, or wiping their weapons, but no one spoke.
They did not communicate with each other through soul power transmission, but just waited quietly.
Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and Gui Bao were also there. More than a month had passed, and by this time, all three of them had recovered from their injuries.
After the three people came in, they each found a chair at the back and sat down.
Soon after, the door to the meeting hall opened again.
Standing outside the door were seven figures with faintly terrifying auras.
Those are the seven major offerings in the Enshrinement Hall.
Many elders who had been waiting quietly looked outside. The next second, they stood up quickly, saluted respectfully, and at the same time shouted loudly: "See you for your worship!"
Seeing Qian Daoliu and Jin Crocodile again, Yue Guan, Gui Mei and Gui Bao were still frightened, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.
The seven major worshipers all nodded in response.
Then, under the gaze of many elders, Qian Daoliu led the other six worshippers to the seven seats at the front.
Before Qian Daoliu came to the first seat, he looked around at everyone. When he knew that everyone was already here, he said lightly: "Sit down!"
Qian Daoliu then took the seat first.
Seeing that Qian Daoliu had already sat down, the rest of the people took their seats one after another.
After Qian Daoliu waited for everyone to sit down, he clasped his hands together, propped his elbows on the table, and said lightly:
"This is a meeting of elders."
"Just one thing."
"The pope has fallen, the seat of the pope cannot be left vacant, and a new pope needs to be elected."
"If you have any ideas, you might as well put them forward."
"Sure enough, it's about the election of the Pope." Everyone had already guessed and knew the purpose of the Presbyterian meeting.
For a long time, no one spoke, and for a while, the place was a little quiet.
Seeing that no one was speaking, Sanzong decided to stand up and break the embarrassing situation.
He sighed softly at first, and then spoke quietly and expressed his opinion: "I propose that the great minister retake the position of pope!"
Hearing this, everyone looked at the three offerings.
Seeing that everyone's attention had been attracted, the third minister continued: "The great minister is the previous pope, and he is fully capable of taking over the position of pope."
"The great worshiper is indeed the best candidate!"
"I agree!"
"agree!"
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Except for Qian Daoliu and Jin Crocodile, the other priests and elders expressed their approval one after another after hearing the opinions of the three priests.
"Ahem--. Please be patient. Please listen to what I have to say."
At this time, Jin Crocodile coughed slightly and motioned for everyone to be quiet, "I recommend Saint Bibi Dong to succeed the Pope. The great minister has his own responsibilities that need to be fulfilled. Saint Bibi Dong is a good candidate."
After hearing what Jin Crocodile said, Sanzong frowned slightly. He had some doubts about this:
"Second enshrinement, the saint is still young. Is she too young? She has not been involved in handling the political affairs of Wuhun Palace in recent years. Is she qualified? Although the saint is very talented, it is said that she just broke through four years ago. The title and strength are not very impressive. As the pope, it may be difficult for her to convince the people below."
"It doesn't matter."
Jin Crocodile looked around at the crowd and said in a calm tone, "The Pope had always trained her as the next Pope during his lifetime. She may be a little unfamiliar in handling government affairs at the beginning."
"But, it doesn't matter, there are still elders here. In the early stage, the elders will be responsible for handling government affairs, and teach her at the same time, and then leave everything to her after she gets used to it."
"About the strength of the saint..."
"One thing I need to tell you is that the Saint is now a super Douluo with level 97 soul power."
"This can be proven by the great sacrifice."
"What? Level ninety-seven?" After hearing this, the third priest opened his eyes wide in horror. His eyeballs bulged out and he felt like they were about to fall out. "How is it possible? Didn't she break through to the Titled Douluo just four years ago? "
Sanzong feels that his life has been in vain.
He had been working hard for almost a lifetime, with 90% of his body buried in the soil, and he had just reached the ninety-seventh level in cultivation.
Three offerings means the heart can't bear it.
"Ah--! This, this..."
Yue Guan's performance was even worse than that of Sanzong, and he was extremely horrified. He was also stunned at this moment, with his mouth wide open, a sweet cry escaped his lips, and his jaw almost dislocated.
His shout immediately attracted a lot of attention.
Qian Daoliu, who was at the top, frowned and also cast his gaze.
Yue Guan was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth with his hands after realizing that the situation was not right.
Yue Guan knew very well the specific time when the Saint would break through the Titled Douluo.
Because he was the one present at that time.
The Saint is a titled Douluo who broke through under his personal protection.
"The speed of this cultivation is too terrifying, too fast. Comparing one person to another is really infuriating!"
Yue Guan was surprised and at the same time envious in his heart.
