Bibi Dong's Fury! She Was Only Tenth?! Hai Yue Reached Ninth!

Spirit City, Pope's Palace.

The atmosphere within the solemn hall was grave.

Bibi Dong reclined against the magnificent Pope's Throne inlaid with gemstones.

Her purple Pope's Robe embroidered with golden patterns outlined her breathtaking curves.

Her long, jade-like legs were elegantly crossed.

She rested her cheek on one hand, her stunning face bearing its usual indifference and a trace of barely perceptible fatigue.

Ghost Leopard Douluo knelt on one knee below the steps, swiftly delivering a concise report on the intelligence he had brought back from King's Canyon.

Bibi Dong seemed to listen absentmindedly, yet a cold, sharp light flickered deep within her amethyst-like eyes.

She silently calculated to herself:

"The Soul Master Strongest Ranking... My Soul Power has already reached the peak of Level 98, and I possess Twin Martial Souls. My foundation far surpasses that of ordinary Peak Douluo."

"Other than that old bastard Qian Daoliu in the Worship Hall, along with perhaps one or two old monsters who may still be alive, I... should be qualified to rank among the top five!"

She possessed an almost obsessive absolute confidence in her own strength. It was the foundation that had carried her through countless hardships and allowed her to climb this far.

However, just as these thoughts turned in her mind, the vast, majestic fluctuation from the heavens descended clearly above Spirit City as well, ignoring the barriers of space!

The enormous phantom image of the Golden Heavenly Ranking reflected across the sky, and all of Spirit Hall was shrouded beneath that supreme pressure.

Bibi Dong instinctively straightened up and looked toward the golden-lit sky beyond the hall.

The Heavenly Ranking's radiance flowed as a new rank brazenly appeared:

[Soul Master Strongest Ranking, Eleventh Place: Golden Crocodile Douluo!]

[Affiliated Faction: Spirit Hall]

[Second Worship of Spirit Hall's Worship Hall, a Level 98 Peak Douluo, possessing the top-tier beast Martial Soul, Golden Crocodile King!]

[His Martial Soul contains a trace of ancient Dragon Clan bloodline. Both his defense and strength have reached the extreme. A sweep of his crocodile tail can sever rivers, while a snap of his fangs can shatter mountains. He is Spirit Hall's most steadfast defensive barrier!]

[He is ranked eleventh on the Powerhouse Ranking!]

[Reward Obtained: The age of all Soul Rings increased by one thousand years!]

Golden light crossed space and descended in the direction of the Worship Hall.

Then, before anyone could recover from the shock of the Second Worship making the ranking, the list shifted again. A name that made every Spirit Hall Soul Master's heart race emerged:

[Soul Master Strongest Ranking, Tenth Place: Bibi Dong!]

[Affiliated Faction: Spirit Hall]

[The current Pope of Spirit Hall! A Level 98 Peak Douluo who possesses the Twin Martial Souls, Death Spider Emperor and Soul Devouring Spider Emperor. Exceptionally gifted and resolute of will, she is the second Twin Martial Soul possessor in nearly a century, and the first Soul Master to successfully resolve the unprecedented problem of conflicting Soul Ring attributes in Twin Martial Souls and surpass the limits of what the body can endure! Her strength is unfathomable, and her majesty intimidates the continent!]

[She is ranked tenth on the Powerhouse Ranking!]

[Reward Obtained: The age of all Soul Rings increased by two thousand years!]

Unlike the others' one thousand years, Bibi Dong, ranked tenth, had received a reward of two thousand years!

Yet to Bibi Dong, this reward seemed more like a glaring mockery!

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura of coldness and brutality, mixed with boundless shock and fury, erupted from the Pope's Throne like a volcano frozen for Ten Thousand Years suddenly exploding, sweeping through the entire hall!

The temperature in the hall plummeted, and even the air seemed to solidify into viscous poison!

"Bang!"

Bibi Dong abruptly rose from the throne.

The Gem Scepter in her hand, symbolizing the Pope's supreme authority, struck the smooth, jade-like floor with vicious force, producing a heavy thud that made hearts tremble.

Fine, spiderweb-like cracks spread across the hard floor from the tip of the scepter!

Her breathtaking face was now covered in frost, while terrifying fury and disbelief burned in her violet eyes.

Her voice rose slightly from the extremity of her rage, yet became even colder and more piercing:

"How is this possible?! I... am only ranked tenth???!"

That demand for an answer was like an icy wind from the depths of hell.

It made the hairs on Ghost Leopard Douluo's body stand on end. He lowered his head even further, not daring to breathe.

He felt as though the shadow of death had enveloped him, as if the enraged Pope would tear him to pieces the very next second.

Bibi Dong's chest rose and fell violently, and her knuckles around the scepter turned white from the force of her grip.

She stared fixedly at the words "Tenth Place" in the sky, feeling as though her pride and authority had been ruthlessly trampled.

"Damn it... Other than that old ghost Qian Daoliu, who has secluded himself from the world, there are actually so many hidden powerhouses on this continent whom even I do not know about?!"

A powerful sense of crisis intertwined with the fury of being deceived, nearly driving her out of control.

But Bibi Dong was Bibi Dong after all. After her brief lapse of control, a deeper chill and resolve swiftly overwhelmed her anger.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her surging blood and energy. Her gaze became like ancient black ice.

"Heavenly Ranking... powerhouses..."

She silently pondered, her voice icy.

"It seems I must move faster... I must accelerate the completion of the Rakshasa God's inheritance trial at any cost!

Only by obtaining a godhood can I rise above every mortal ranking, truly control my own fate, and completely hold Spirit Hall and this continent... in my palm!"

The provocation of being ranked tenth pierced her heart like a poisoned thorn.

Yet it also became the most powerful driving force, pushing her even more frantically toward that bloody godhood.

The golden radiance of the Heavenly Ranking had yet to fade, and its majestic fluctuations shook the entire continent.

Under the gazes of countless people—some tense, some expectant, some horrified—a new rank was brazenly revealed, carrying information even more chilling to the heart!

[Soul Master Strongest Ranking, Ninth Place: Hai Yue!]

[Affiliated Faction: Shuo Organization]

[Leader of the Shuo Organization! A Level 98 Peak Douluo possessing the God-tier Martial Soul, Cloud Butterfly! She commands Illusion Dream Power, draws Moonlight Essence as a spring, turns illusion into reality with a single thought, and transforms seas into mulberry fields within a single dream. Her power is ethereal and unfathomable, while her realm is as dreamlike as an illusion!]

[She is ranked ninth on the Powerhouse Ranking!]

[Reward Obtained: The age of all Soul Rings increased by three thousand years!]

"Three thousand years?!"

"That is one thousand years more than even His Holiness the Pope's reward!"

"The Shuo Organization? Hai Yue? Isn't that the faction ranked seventh on the Faction Ranking?"

"A God-tier Martial Soul... Cloud Butterfly? We have never heard of it!"

The entire continent erupted into an uproar once again!

If the successive appearances of King's Hall on the ranking had brought shock before, then this mysterious powerhouse named Hai Yue brought an even deeper sense of alarm and unease.

The leader of a faction that had never appeared openly had actually overwhelmed Bibi Dong, the Pope with Twin Martial Souls, to claim ninth place!

The age of the reward she received even exceeded that of everyone before her!

This meant that, by the Heavenly Ranking's judgment, Hai Yue's strength had reached an extraordinarily astonishing level!

Spirit Hall, within the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong, who had been enraged by her tenth-place ranking just moments ago, now felt as if a basin of icy water mixed with shards of ice had been poured over her head.

Her fury was instantly replaced by an even more bone-chilling coldness.

She stared fixedly at the words "Ninth Place: Hai Yue" in the sky.

Along with the glaring reward of "three thousand years," the light in her violet eyes fluctuated violently.

"Shuo Organization... Hai Yue..."