Douluo's opening sign to Chaos Clock

"Malphite, who is he?"

While Yuntiange and Malphite were chatting and laughing, an old but powerful voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

Yuntiange's body suddenly became slightly tense. The owner of this old voice had put great pressure on him just through the transmission of the voice.

"Bishop Salas."

Malphite's mouth twitched, his body bowed slightly, and he said respectfully.

"Salas? The Platinum Bishop of Tiandou City Spirit Temple?"

Yuntiange thought secretly in his heart, the description of Salas in the original work was not very amiable.

While he was thinking, an old man walked slowly over.

His whole body was covered in bright red robes, with a five-pointed platinum crown on his head. His eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he was extremely sleepy.His shoulders were narrow and his lanky body was like a javelin.

Salas had an obvious old look on his face. Judging from his appearance alone, he was probably over eighty years old.

But beneath the criss-crossing wrinkles, there is immense power.

After all, Bishop Platinum's status in Wuhun Palace is second only to the Pope and the elders.

And if we talk about the actual power he has, Bishop Platinum is probably still above many elders.

"He is a friend of his subordinates."

Malphite said with a reserved smile on his face.

"I hope this old guy won't look for trouble."

Malphite prayed secretly in his heart.

The reputation of this Platinum Bishop Salas within their Tiandou City Spirit Temple was not very good.

Salas's soul power level is level 89, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of Titled Douluo.

But Salas didn't feel like he had a chance to take this last step in his life.

Salas is over eighty years old and has almost exhausted his potential.

Therefore, his desire for strength is actually not that strong anymore, replaced by his endless desire for power, beauty, and money.

Ever since Malphite was arranged to be transferred from the main Wuhun Temple in Flor City to the Wuhun Temple in Tiandou City, he had heard a lot of negative news about Platinum Bishop Salas from his interactions with the middle and lower-level colleagues in the temple. .

What about forming cliques for personal gain, corruption, lust for money, etc.

Salas is also very mean to everyone in Wuhun Temple.

If it weren't for Malphite's talent, he would have reached the level of a Level 35 Soul Emperor before he was 66 years old, and would be highly valued by the higher-ups in the Spirit Hall.

Therefore, Malphite also won the respect of Salas, and the other party's attitude towards him was relatively good.

But between the lines of Salas's words, there was a faint hint of solicitation, and he wanted Malphite to join his sect.

Malphite can be considered a rising star within the Spirit Hall, although he is not as talented as the Golden Generation.

However, becoming a titled Douluo before the age of 60 is almost a certainty.

In the Tiandou City Spirit Temple, there are countless people who want to have a good relationship with Malphite.

After all, this is a future titled Douluo. Being friendly with him now will probably bring many benefits in the future.

"friend?"

Salas glanced slightly at Yuntiange.

His eyes looked very cloudy and lacked any brilliance, but their eyes were extremely sharp, like sharp swords that wanted to pierce through Yuntiange.

"Meet Bishop Salas."

Yuntiange felt the faint pressure coming from Salas, smiled lightly, cupped his hands and said.

A strange look flashed across Salas's old face. He really didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who didn't look like he was less than 20 years old, could actually resist the pressure he released without losing his composure.

You know, he is a Contra with a soul power of level 89.

"Martial Soul Temple is not a place to visit relatives and friends."

Salas said somewhat sinisterly.

"Hehe, that's what the bishop said."

Malphite nodded repeatedly and agreed respectfully.

"It's just that this friend of mine played the most significant role in the battle to annihilate the evil soul master in Kexi City."

"By bringing him into the temple, my subordinates are not breaking the rules of Wuhun Temple."

"Oh?"

Salas' expression softened slightly, and his gaze at Yuntiange was no longer so sharp.

No matter how obsessed Salas was with power, he still did not forget the purpose of Wuhun Palace.

"Then it's up to you."

Salas said expressionlessly, but at the same time he gave Malphite a subtle look.

Malphite knew that this was a signal from the other party to recruit Yuntiange.

But at the same time, he also smiled bitterly in his heart.

Recruiting?I have already tried it, but the other party didn't seem enthusiastic about it.

In Salas' mind, a young man like Yuntiange could remain calm under his own pressure. This strength and courage must be outstanding among his peers.

What's more, the other party had also contributed to the elimination of evil soul masters.

This point coincides with the purpose of Wuhun Palace.

However, no matter how outstanding the other party is, Salas still feels that as a platinum bishop, if he comes to recruit him in person, the price will still be a bit low.

The four platinum bishops of Wuhun Palace are only inferior to the Pope and the elders. They have a distinguished position and deep authority.

Although this young man performed well, he was still not qualified to appear in person.

It was just right for Malphite to go, and the other party was Malphite's friend. With this relationship, it would be easier to recruit.

"Bishop Salas, I will take my leave first."

Malphite said respectfully.

Yuntiange also bowed his hands.

. . . . . .

"Tiange, I'm sorry."

As soon as he entered the office, Malphite poured a cup of tea for Yuntiange, and then said apologetically.

"It's all right."

Yuntiange picked up the tea, took a sip, and said leisurely.

"With such a boss, your life must not be easy, right?"

Cloud Sky Singer gently rubbed his fingers on the desktop of Malphite's office and said with some fun.

"Oh, it's difficult, it's difficult, it's difficult."

Malphite also poured himself a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp, looking quite melancholy.

"Brother, I thought I would be promoted when I came to Tiandou City Spirit Temple, but my boss was unreliable."

Malphite poured himself another cup of tea, sighed and said, "I don't want to get involved in forming cliques for personal gain and creating factional differences."

"Ha ha."

Yuntiange couldn't say much, so he could only smile.

"Bishop Salas, you still want me to persuade you to join the Spirit Hall."

Malphite shook his head.

"Then I'm afraid I'll disappoint my brother."

Yuntiange declined.

Now that he has founded Taiyi Sect, there is really no need to mention joining Wuhun Palace.

"Ham, even if we can't be colleagues, we are still friends."

"Take tea instead of wine and have a drink."

"Dry."

The two of them picked up the teacups and touched them lightly. They were stunned for a moment, and then they both felt that this was a bit funny.

Looking at each other and smiling, the office was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.