"Second Brother, isn't this a bit too much? Bibi Dong is, after all, the Pope of our Spirit Hall," Jiang Mo Douluo said hesitantly.
Golden Crocodile Douluo had originally intended to intervene, but for some reason, Qian Daoliu sent him a voice transmission and told him to remain where he was and wait.
When Bibi Dong was killed, Ju and Gui collapsed limply to the ground on the spot.
Although they had wanted to switch sides, they had still served under Bibi Dong for so many years. Seeing her off in such a manner inevitably left them somewhat saddened.
Spirit Hall's elders began discussing the matter among themselves.
After all, the Pope's death was no small matter.
Han Yu, on the other hand, calmly withdrew his soul skill.
Bibi Dong's ninth soul skill, Undying Body, made it impossible to kill her unless a god-level expert took action.
Just as he expected, after a moment, Bibi Dong's body gathered together once more, and she knelt on one knee where she stood.
There was not much Soul Power left in her body. Continuing the battle was no longer possible.
"Your Holiness!" Ju and Gui cried out in delight, hurrying forward to help her up.
Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a sigh of relief. He had not expected Bibi Dong to possess such a trump card.
"Bibi Dong, you've lost!" Han Yu said coolly, planting the Fire Cloud Staff at his side.
Bibi Dong said nothing more. Supported by Ju and Gui, she returned to the Papal Hall.
Golden Crocodile Douluo waved his hand. "Everyone, disperse!"
Only after all the elders had left did Golden Crocodile Douluo approach Han Yu. "Eighth Elder, I'm afraid your strength has already surpassed this old man's."
Han Yu replied calmly, "Second Brother, you flatter me. I merely