Crowned Pope!

News of Pei An's appointment as Spirit Hall's new Pope quickly spread across the entire continent.

For a time, every major power paid exceptional attention to this top genius who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

With Qian Daoliu's backing, the Papal Ceremony soon arrived.

Other than the Clear Sky Sect, nearly every prominent force in the Soul Master World was invited to Spirit City to witness the ceremony.

Spirit City was especially bustling that day, with carriages constantly passing through its gates.

Spirit Hall

"Stand down. I'll do it." Bibi Dong took the custom-made Pope Robe from the hands of two Maids.

"Yes."

Though the two Maids regretted losing the chance to attend the handsome new Pope at close quarters, they did not dare object to Bibi Dong and could only lower their heads and withdraw.

"Dong'er, why are you here?"

"Of course I had to come. Today is the day you take office, A'an. How could I possibly miss it?"

Bibi Dong deftly helped Pei An into the Pope Robe, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration.

She had personally drawn the design for this Pope Robe, so she showed no unfamiliarity as she dressed Pei An.

Pei An did not feel uncomfortable either. This was not Bibi Dong's first time dressing him, and he was already used to it.

After straightening Pei An's robes, Bibi Dong gazed at the man before her, dressed in a white Pope Robe trimmed with silver and carrying the classic air of a cool, noble young gentleman. Her eyes were filled with infatuation.

A'an was truly impossible to tire of looking at!

"It's about time."

Pei An gently took Bibi Dong's slender, bonelessly soft hand and led her out of the hall.

The site of the Papal Ceremony

Representatives from the major powers had almost all arrived and taken their seats.

Every one of them harbored their own thoughts.

What exactly was Spirit Hall's new Pope like, and how would he deal with the matter of the Clear Sky Sect? Those were the things they cared about.

For most of them, they did not want Spirit Hall's new Pope to be overly outstanding.

Spirit Hall had been in the limelight in recent years, pressing down on the entire Soul Master World like a great mountain. Naturally, the major powers did not want it to gain an outstanding leader and rise to even greater heights.

To them, the worse Spirit Hall developed, the more at ease they would be.

At the central high platform.

A figure slowly appeared.

The figure was not burly and could even be called somewhat thin, yet simply standing there quietly gave off an incomparably towering feeling.

The moment he appeared, the expressions of all the more highly cultivated members of the major powers changed.

Even Yu Yuanzhen, the Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, who had previously looked arrogant and aloof, could not help sitting up straighter.

He sensed an extreme, deadly threat from that figure!

"I never expected him to still be alive..."

Sword Douluo Chenxin wore a complicated expression as he sighed softly.

"Uncle Jian, who is this?" Ning Fengzhi asked in confusion.

Though he was not a Title Douluo and could not sense it as clearly as Yu Yuanzhen and the others, he could still discern some clues.

Sword Douluo Chenxin looked at the figure in a Worship Hall robe on the central high platform and slowly uttered several words:

"Spirit Hall's Great Worship, Qian Daoliu..."

The moment Qian Daoliu's name was spoken, Ning Fengzhi's expression changed as well.

Naturally, he had heard of this Extreme Douluo, one of the three great peaks of the Soul Master World.

However, ever since Qian Daoliu stepped down from the position of Pope and entered the Worship Hall, he had never again appeared before the public.

Many people outside had speculated that he and Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect had perished together.

But Qian Daoliu's appearance this time directly shattered that speculation.

Spirit Hall's foundations truly were terrifying.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Qian Daoliu's expression remained calm. His voice was calm yet imposing, and with the aid of Soul Power, it rang clearly in everyone's ears.

"Welcome, everyone, to the ceremony for Spirit Hall's new Pope assuming office."

"In the name of the Angel God, I bestow upon Pei An of Spirit Hall the title of Pope!"

The Angel Holy Sword stood before him. Six snow-white wings spread open, and dazzling golden light blossomed from the Angel Statue behind him!

On both sides of the red carpet, Spirit Hall's people dropped to their knees in perfect unison, their faces filled with devotion.

At the end of the red carpet, a slender figure in white slowly appeared.

He wore a luxurious white robe trimmed with silver. A brilliant golden gemstone hung at his chest, gleaming beneath the sunlight with extraordinary holiness.

Pei An walked slowly along the red carpet, with the devoted members of Spirit Hall kneeling on either side.

His expression was calm, his starry eyes profound. There was not the slightest trace of panic in him; he was composed and unhurried, as though he were a king born to command everything.

At that moment, heaven and earth themselves seemed to have become conscious, gathering around that slender figure.

Even the Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, who had always been at odds with Spirit Hall, could not help sighing inwardly:

"Unparalleled bearing!"

Pei An climbed the central high platform step by step and arrived before Qian Daoliu.

Looking at the young man before him, who already possessed the bearing of one in power, Qian Daoliu felt deeply moved.

Compared to him, Qian Daoliu's dead son truly had not been fit to show his face.

Golden Crocodile truly was fortunate to have encountered such a fine prospect.

Suppressing his thoughts, Qian Daoliu gave a slight wave of his hand.

The Maid behind him stepped forward.

She held Pope's Crown in her hands, bent slightly at the waist, and respectfully raised it above her head as she presented it.

Qian Daoliu took the crown.

Pei An made no movement and merely waited quietly.

The crown settled upon his head. The Pope had taken his rightful place!

"Welcome Pope Pei An's coronation!" Qian Daoliu took a slight step back.

"Welcome the Pope's coronation!"

The people of Spirit Hall shouted in unison. Their voices surged in from every direction like a tidal wave, vast and overwhelming, making everyone's hearts tremble.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, seated among the guests, looked toward the high platform with eyes full of gratification.

He had no children in his life. In his heart, Pei An, his only disciple, had always been no different from his own son.

Now, seeing Pei An crowned Pope, even Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had weathered so much in life, could not help feeling excited and proud.

Bibi Dong held a hand to her chest as she watched the person she loved wear the clothes she had personally designed and ascend to one of the continent's most honored positions. Her beautiful eyes were filled with admiration.

With the crown upon his head, Pei An looked down upon the crowd and slowly spoke:

"Due to certain unforeseen changes, I have taken this position."

"Though it came about only by accident, since I have taken this position and received the trust of the Great Worship and everyone in Spirit Hall, I will not disappoint your expectations."

"My colleagues, let us advance hand in hand and spread the glory of the Angel God to every corner of this continent!"

Pei An's voice was calm rather than particularly impassioned, yet it stirred the emotions of Spirit Hall's people.

"Long live the Pope!"

"The Angel God is eternal!"

"..."

Seeing this, the leaders of several major powers exchanged looks.

With only a few words, he had stirred everyone's emotions.

This new Pope was clearly no ordinary man...