She's Here, She's Here, She Finally Came

Yu Xiaogang, dressed in plain cloth, passed through the city gates and entered the city without trouble.

Other than causing a brief stir among the gate guards when he produced the Pope Token, a man his age with only the strength of a level 29 Soul Grandmaster would hardly attract anyone's attention.

This time, Yu Xiaogang had learned his lesson.

He no longer intended to visit Spirit Hall's Archives, lest he encounter some fool like last time, get beaten senseless, have his legs broken, and be thrown out of Spirit City.

Besides, after the last incident, he had likely already been blacklisted by Spirit Hall's Archives. It was clearly impossible for him to go there again to consult materials and copy Martial Soul theory.

This time, he planned to get straight to the point and meet Bibi Dong directly.

Without pausing for even a moment, without even stopping to catch his breath, Yu Xiaogang went directly to Spirit Hall's highest governing institution—the Pope Palace.

"Pope Palace."

Yu Xiaogang's lips moved as he murmured to himself.

After many years, he had finally returned before this supreme hall.

Yet as he looked at the towering structure before him, filled with solemnity and majesty, Yu Xiaogang's gaze was exceedingly dark and complicated. It was filled with hatred and resentment, yet beneath it lay profound inferiority and deep fear.

The Pope Palace was the sacred land in the hearts of all Spirit Masters across Douluo Continent. It was the place Yu Xiaogang had once yearned for most, and also the place he feared most.

This place had once given him hope for life, but later became the root of his lifelong suffering.

More than twenty years of fleeing, barely surviving, countless hardships, poverty, and even humiliation—all of it had been bestowed upon him by