Thirty-Two Million Five Hundred Thousand Faith Power
Breakthrough Level 100!
These four words were like thunder, exploding in Bibi Dong's mind.
She always thought that only by completing God Trial and inheriting Godhood could she reach that legendary realm.
But Beng Gong told her that as long as she had this Demon Seed, she could break through in advance!
Her fingers trembled slightly and she almost reached out to pick it up.
But after all, she is a generation Pope, with a very deep city.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in her heart, looked at Beng Gong and asked:
"What if I don't refine it now?"
Beng Gong looked at her, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and said casually:
"It's up to you. This Demon Seed should be regarded as the sincerity of Abyss."
He handed Demon Seed to Bibi Dong and said:
"You can take it away. Once you figure it out, it won't be too late to refine it."
Bibi Dong took the Demon Seed.
It's cold in the hand, but there is a strange power surging in it, like a sleeping heart that may wake up at any time.
She was silent for a moment and then asked:
"How do I get out of here?"
Beng Gong smiled slightly, pointed at Demon Seed in Bibi Dong's hand and said:
"The Demon Seed in your hand is the key to this space."
"After you refine it, you can enter and leave here at will with just a thought."
Bibi Dong After listening, a complicated light flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, Beng Gong looked at Bibi Dong and added:
"By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you."
"After you refine Demon Seed, you can swallow the six pieces of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone directly."
Bibi Dong raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully:
"Swallow?"
"That's right." Beng Gong nodded, pointed at Bibi Dong and said:
"You should have a full set of Spirit Bone with you, right? But some of them are only ten-thousand-year-old ones, and there are only a few hundred-thousand-year-old ones."
Bibi Dong nodded without denying it.
Beng Gong continued:
"After refining Demon Seed, you can use the power of Demon Seed to devour those six pieces of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, and distribute the power they contain among the six pieces of Spirit Bone that you currently have."
"At that time, the entire set of Spirit Bone on your body will be upgraded to a hundred thousand years!"
Complete set Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!
Bibi Dong's heart beat hard.
If that's the case, how terrifying will her strength be?
She was silent for a moment, finally raised her head, looked at Beng Gong and said:
"I promise to cooperate with you."
Beng Gong heard this, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"You are indeed a smart man. Congratulations on making the wisest choice!"
Bibi Dong did not answer the call, but asked directly:
"Can you send me out now?"
Beng Gong nodded with satisfaction and then said with a smile:
"Of course, the future Rakshasa Goddess."
After saying that, a black channel appeared in front of Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong took a deep look at Beng Gong, then turned and walked towards the passage.
Behind him, Beng Gong's voice sounded again:
"Bibi Dong, looking forward to our next meeting."
After the words fell, a soft force enveloped Bibi Dong.
She only felt that her vision was blurry, and her consciousness gradually sank into darkness--
--
Outside, among the ruins.
Ghost Douluo was standing anxiously on the edge of the altar, staring intently into the depths of Sea of White Bones.
An unknown amount of time has passed since His Holiness the Pope's figure disappeared into that terrifying aura.
He didn't dare to act rashly and could only wait here.
Just when he was worried--
A figure suddenly appeared not far in front of him!
Ghost Douluo was shocked, looked intently, and was suddenly surprised:
"His Holiness the Pope!"
He stepped forward quickly and looked at Bibi Dong nervously:
"Are you okay? That smell just now..."
Bibi Dong raised his hand and gently pressed the center of his eyebrows.
Her brows wrinkled slightly, and she seemed a little uncomfortable.
After a moment, she put down her hand, looked at Ghost Douluo, and said calmly:
"Nothing."
She paused, glanced around, and asked:
"Spirit Bone Have you collected everything?"
Ghost Douluo heard this and nodded quickly:
"Return to His Holiness the Pope, everything is collected!"
He stretched out his hand and Soul Power surged--
Dozens of brilliant Spirit Bone flew out from his Storage Soul Tool and floated quietly in mid-air!
Hundreds, thousands, ten thousand years... Various rays of light intertwine, illuminating this dark ruins like daylight!
The energy fluctuations emitted by those Spirit Bone are so rich that they almost condense into substance.
Even though Ghost Douluo was used to seeing treasures, his eyes were full of excitement that could not be concealed at this moment.
Bibi Dong's eyes slowly swept across the Spirit Bone, and finally settled on the six Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone that exuded rich blood-colored light.
A complicated light flashed in her eyes.
After a moment, she withdrew her gaze and said calmly:
"Put it away first."
Ghost Douluo responded quickly and took those Spirit Bone back into Storage Soul Tool one by one.
After doing all this, he raised his head and looked at Bibi Dong, he hesitated to speak:
"His Holiness the Pope, you just..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bibi Dong's cold gaze.
"This is not your concern."
Her voice was cold and filled with unquestionable majesty.
Ghost Douluo shivered and quickly lowered his head:
"It's my subordinate who talks too much."
Bibi Dong didn't look at him again.
She turned around and walked straight past him, her tone so calm that no emotion could be heard:
"Let's go. There's nothing of value here anymore."
After that, she strode towards the exit of the ruins.
Ghost Douluo followed closely, not daring to say more.
The two figures, one behind the other, gradually disappeared into the darkness.
--
Deep in the ruins.
Beng Gong stood quietly, watching the two breaths gradually go away.
When the last breath of Bibi Dong completely disappeared, an intriguing smile slowly appeared on his ferocious face.
"Bibi Dong..."
He whispered to himself, and his voice echoed gently in this empty space:
"Looking forward to our next meeting."
--
A few days later, Heaven Dou City, small courtyard.
Fu Shiyan sat cross-legged in the quiet room, the breath around his body was steady and deep.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a strange color flashed in those silver-gray eyes.
System Panel, slowly appeared in front of his eyes.
Lines of prompt text were rearranged as quickly as flowing water:
[It is detected that the key target 'Bibi Dong' has initial trust in the preset information 'Rakshasa Core' and 'Abyss Demon Realm'...]
[Judgment: Cognitive implantation is successful, trust is being evaluated...]
[Calculate the change amplitude of the correlation causal line...]
[Settlement in progress...]
[...]
[Congratulations to the host, for obtaining the cognitive subversion and deep trust from 'Bibi Dong'--Faith Power+3250,0000]
Fu Shiyan's eyes fell on the string of numbers, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Thirty-two and a half million.
This figure is the largest single income he has ever received.
He was silent for a moment, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips.
"Bibi Dong..."
He whispered to himself softly, with a hint of playfulness in his voice:
"Your hatred for this world is deeper than I imagined."