"Elder Ling Yuan, what's going on with the Eldest Young Master? And that killing intent..."
Guibao Douluo's voice and body were both trembling. The moment he mentioned that the Pope was Bibi Dong, a violent killing intent and terrifying pressure erupted from Qian Renhan, nearly making him think he was about to die.
Spirit Kite Douluo shook her head, her entire body drenched in cold sweat. "I don't know, but I do know that Spirit Hall may be facing another upheaval."
A black meteor tore across the sky, while the scenery beneath his feet shifted endlessly. In just a few seconds, he crossed dozens of miles.
Murderous intent surged in Qian Renhan's eyes. "You've got some nerve. You really do, Bibi Dong. This time, no one can save you."
Spirit Hall, Papal Palace.
Inside the vast Papal Hall, Bibi Dong sat upon the Pope's throne, holding the Pope Scepter. A faint smile rested on her lips, and her beautiful eyes were filled with affection as Hu Liena stood below, listening to her teachings.
Ever since Bibi Dong had ascended the Pope's throne, acquired her Spirit Rings, and stabilized her position as Pope, she had immediately taken Hu Liena out of Soul Master Academy to personally teach her. Every week, when Soul Master Academy was on break, Hu Liena would come to the Papal Palace for a lesson.
During these nine years of imprisonment, Qian Renxue had visited her a few times, but Bibi Dong had always insulted and driven her away. Only Hu Liena came to see her punctually every week during Soul Master Academy's breaks, becoming the sole light in her life over the past nine years.
At this moment, Hu Liena was no different from Bibi Dong's biological daughter in her heart. Other than the lack of blood