It's Too Hard for Me

At the very front of the formation stood a woman.

She was not tall, dressed in a luxurious black robe embroidered with golden patterns. Upon her head was the Nine-Bend Golden Crown, and in her hand she held a scepter nearly two meters long, studded with countless gems. Her fair skin and almost flawless features made her seem exceptionally distinct. In particular, the intangible aura of nobility and holiness she exuded made people unable to resist the urge to worship her.

Only when everyone truly came before her did they realize just how astonishingly beautiful the woman before them was. Noble, elegant, serene—every beautiful word seemed applicable to her. Though she was no longer young, the passage of time appeared to have left no trace upon her.

She was the current Pope of Spirit Hall, a Titled Douluo whose strength had reached the peak of Rank Ninety-Nine. The youngest Titled Douluo in history. The first Soul Master in history to overcome the backlash of Twin Martial Souls. Her life was filled with legendary deeds. She was Bi Bidong.

"What, is that not allowed?" Xiao Han asked calmly.

"You are Xiao Han?" Bi Bidong stared intently at Xiao Han.

"Yes." Xiao Han nodded.

"The Xiao Han who imprisoned Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo?" Bi Bidong's voice was icy, and battle could erupt at any moment.

"Yes." Xiao Han nodded with a smile.

"Hehe, it doesn't look like your head got caught in a door. You brought only this many people, yet you want to destroy my Spirit Hall? Aren't you being too delusional?" Bi Bidong mocked.

"Oh, you want to compare numbers with me?" Xiao Han raised an eyebrow and looked ahead. He said lightly, "Within ten breaths, anyone who does not leave her side and exit Spirit City will be