Standing beside his teacher, Bibi Dong.
Behind Ye Qifeng, two Martial Souls, one black and one white, quietly floated to either side.
Black-and-white halos radiated from the Light and Shadow and Dark Shadow Martial Souls, instantly spreading throughout the entire Council Hall.
They also fell upon Bibi Dong.
The moment the gentle black-and-white halos landed on her body,
Bibi Dong clearly felt the layers of negative emotions within her immediately being suppressed, rapidly purified, and dissipated.
At that moment, the tightly furrowed crease between Bibi Dong's brows instantly smoothed out.
Seeing her brow relax and her expression soften, Ye Qifeng breathed a sigh of relief.
He then stepped forward and sat down beside Bibi Dong, who was reclining on the Pope Throne.
The Pope Throne was broad and spacious.
It was both a seat and something like a slightly smaller bed.
Not only could it seat two people, even two people lying on it would not be a problem.
Bibi Dong quietly watched Ye Qifeng without saying anything. She shifted inward slightly, leaving him more room.
At the same time, she changed from reclining to lying flat, resting face-down upon the Pope Throne's soft cushions.
Seeing this, Ye Qifeng did not entertain any improper thoughts.
He maintained the summoning of his two Martial Souls, channeling Soul Power and continuously releasing the black-and-white halos to suppress and purify Bibi Dong's negative state.
Once Bibi Dong had settled down,
Ye Qifeng reached out and removed the radiant Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown from her head.
Then he kneaded her temples, pressed the acupoints on her head, and massaged her body as well, helping her relax physically and mentally.
As he touched Bibi Dong's skin, Ye Qifeng felt things even more clearly and discovered that his earlier perception had indeed been correct.
The Rakshasa