Spirit City, Pope's Palace.
Inside the magnificent golden hall, the atmosphere was so oppressive it seemed nearly frozen.
Bibi Dong reclined against the lavish Pope's Throne, her stunning face revealing neither joy nor anger.
Her fingers lightly tapped the armrest. With every tap, the two figures kneeling below felt their hearts tremble violently.
They were Ghost Douluo Yue Guan and Specter Douluo Gui Mei, who had just fled Shrek Academy in disgrace.
"In other words,"
Bibi Dong finally spoke, her voice cool yet carrying the authority of one who saw through everything.
"You two joined forces and not only failed to take down Sword and Bone, but were instead driven back step by step by Ning Fengzhi's support?"
"Your Holiness, we are incompetent!"
Yue Guan and Gui Mei lowered their heads even further, their bodies trembling slightly.
They knew that this Pope despised nothing more than failure and excuses.
"There was something strange about Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda." Gui Mei's hoarse voice came from beneath his black robe. "His support abilities were at least thirty percent stronger than we estimated. Otherwise, we would never have been reduced to such a state."
"Thirty percent?" Bibi Dong's brows furrowed slightly.
In a battle between Titled Douluo, a thirty-percent increase was enough to alter the course of the entire fight.
Ning Fengzhi's martial soul was indeed the greatest support martial soul in the world.
Yet he was ultimately constrained by the limit of seven rings. By all rights, his support abilities should have long since reached a bottleneck.
How could they suddenly have improved so dramatically?
"It was Han Yuchen."
Yue Guan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "At the time, I vaguely sensed an extremely concealed force of an extraordinarily high order merging into Ning Fengzhi's