With the improvement of his soul power, the skill of pretending to be forced brought to him by the baby cub "before death" can already last for three seconds.

As long as he didn't encounter that kind of extremely strong Title Douluo, he could face it calmly.

"Huang'er, this jade wrench is a symbol of the Holy Son, you can't just give it to others."

Yueguan hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

"Little Senior Sister is none other than her, she is my future daughter-in-law."

Ye Huang's words directly made Yue Guan not know what to say, and looked at Bibi Dong for help.

"Huang'er, this Holy Son wrench, can only be worn by a soul master who has obtained the position of Holy Son."

"If you do this, you are breaking the rules of the Martial Spirit Palace."

"I know you're worried about Nana's safety, but there are no rules, and you can only use this wrench."

"Well, well."

Looking at Bibi Dong's serious expression, Ye Huang could only take the wrench handed over by Hu Liena and put it on his thumb indiscriminately.

This casual set, looking at Bibi Dong and Yueguan's faces was helpless for a while.

The things that others dream of are not much different from a grain of rice or a piece of meat in Ye Huang's eyes.

"Huang'er, for the sake of the teacher, I plan to hold a grand succession ceremony for you, and when the time comes, I will invite all the well-known sects on the Douluo Continent to participate in this ceremony."

Seeing Ye Huang put on his wrench, Bibi Dong continued.

In Bibi Dong's heart, Ye Huang is his apprentice, and of course the succession ceremony should also be beautiful.

"Don't, Master Sister, I just want to cultivate steadily."

Hearing that Bibi Dong was going to hold a succession ceremony for him, Ye Huang's face changed color instantly, and he hurriedly waved his hand to refuse.

Jokes, he's not a fool, this bullshit position as the Holy Son can only make him the target of everyone.

Before he develops, the way is king.

The more low-key you are, the safer you are.

"Since you don't want to, then give up, and I won't hold a succession ceremony for you, but it is still necessary to notify the various branches of the Martial Spirit Hall about your identity."

"This will also ensure that when you walk the continent in the future, if you really encounter difficulties, you can get the help of various branch halls."

Seeing Ye Huang's repeated refusal, Bibi Dong had no choice but to give up.

"Mm-hmm, it's all up to Master's sister."

As long as everyone who doesn't publicize his identity is known, Ye Huang is still acceptable.

After the matter in front of him was dealt with, Ye Huang walked out of the Pope's Palace alone.

Today is the first day of the new year, and it is another day for all the officials of the Wuhun Hall to discuss major matters.

Bibi Dong also wanted to leave Ye Huang to listen to him, but was rejected by Ye Huang on the grounds of physical fatigue.

For Ye Huang, who yearns for freedom, listening to these officials in the Pope's Palace is an invisible disaster for him.

Ye Huang originally planned to walk around Wuhun City and buy some vegetables, the family hadn't eaten together for a long time, and he was going to show his hand today.

But as soon as he went out, he was stopped by a guard in golden armor.

"Your Highness, Your Highness. Great offerings are invited. ”

"Great worship Qiandaoliu, what is he looking for me, do you want to kill me?"

In the Hall of Elders, except for Yueguan and the ghosts, the other few people did not deal with Bibi Dong.

Ye Huang was the first to think of this.

He did not doubt the veracity of the guard's words.

After all, at the door of the Pope's Palace, he dared to block people openly, and he also stopped His Highness the Holy Son, who had just succeeded to the throne, except for a few offerings in the Hall of Elders, others really didn't have that much courage!

"It's impossible, if he wants to kill me, just put a high-level evil soul master in during my trial, I'll definitely finish the game, and I don't need him to do it himself."

Although it was only a matter of a moment, Ye Huang had already imagined countless possibilities in his mind.

But he still didn't guess what Qiandaoliu summoned him for.

"Please lead the way."

"Holy Son, please!"

Ye Huang followed behind this guard and walked towards the Hall of Elders.

Ye Huang, the deputy hall of the Hall of Elders, came more than once.

But for the main hall in the middle, which is closed all day long, Ye Huang is still the first time to come.

"Holy Son, please come in."

The guards opened the door of the main hall of the Hall of Elders, brought Ye Huang in, turned around and walked out to close the door from the outside.

This is the most sacred place in the entire Martial Spirit Palace, unless they are invited by the Great Worship Qiandaoliu, if others break in without permission, they will be directly killed on the spot for any reason.

Ye Huang looked up and looked forward, and what caught his eye was a golden staircase path that gradually rose.

At the end of the staircase stands a huge statue of Seraphim about thirty meters high.

Everything in the entire main hall is made of pure gold, giving people an incomparably luxurious visual impact.

Qiandaoliu, a burly, blonde and golden-armored man, knelt straight in front of the tall angel statue, clasped his hands together and prayed non-stop.

Ye Huang didn't step forward to disturb, just watched quietly.

If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move!

Before you understand the purpose of the Thousand Streams' summoning of you, the best thing to do is to talk less.

After a pillar of incense, the obscure prayer gradually stopped, and a thousand streams turned around and carefully looked at Ye Huang from the high steps.

Seeing Qiandaoliu looking at him, Ye Huang also raised his head and looked directly at Qiandaoliu on the high platform.

It was the first time for everyone to be human, and Ye Huang didn't let him have any thoughts.

"Huh!"

Ye Huang's humility and arrogance caused thousands of people to be surprised.

This is a temple of angels, and it exudes a sacred aura everywhere.

Qiandaoliu naturally has a divine bonus here.

Even a Soul Douluo-level soul master in the Martial Spirit Hall was not as calm as Ye Huang.

"I'd like to see how long you can take it easy."

Qiandaoliu looked at Ye Huang with burning eyes, a dazzling light burst out behind him, nine soul rings were neatly arranged on his body, and three pairs of white wings emerged, slowly stirring behind him.

This is the Seraphim Martial Spirit of the Angel Clan.

The golden light gathered and transformed into two intense golden rays that shot out from Qiandaoliu's eyes and shone on Ye Huang's body.

In an instant, Ye Huang felt as if he was carrying a heavy mountain on his body.

The bones in the body creaked and creaked under this invisible pressure.

After a while, the whole body was pressed and bowed.

If this continues, Ye Huang will not last long and will be pressed to his knees.

Ye Huang is a person who eats soft and does not eat hard, if he speaks well, he can say anything.

But as soon as he came up, he forced him, even if he knew that he was invincible, he would bite off two taels of flesh from the enemy.

Seeing that Ye Huang was not overwhelmed by this heavy pressure for the first time, Qiandaoliu's heart was already ecstatic.

Just as he was about to withdraw the mental pressure exerted on Ye Huang, a hoarse cry sounded from Ye Huang's mouth.