Inside Pope Palace, there was a deathly silence.
Bibi Dong, the once lofty pope of Spirit Hall, the woman who had ruled the continent with an iron fist and borne the Rakshasa God's trials, was now kneeling on the ruins, her soul seemingly lost.
Her purple eyes, once filled with ambition and coldness, were now written full of collapse.
And before her, Yu Tianyu sat broad and imposing upon the "Pitch-Black Dragon Throne" he had shattered with a single palm, then forcibly reassembled with Dragon Flame.
"Your Holiness, how does it feel to kneel?"
Yu Tianyu's voice carried a solitary arrogance that seemed to look down upon all eternity. His right hand propped up his chin, while his left casually toyed with the papal scepter that symbolized Spirit Hall's highest authority.
That divine weapon, coveted by countless Title Douluo, was like an ordinary fire poker in Yu Tianyu's hand.
"You... what kind of devil are you...?"
Bibi Dong's voice was hoarse. She tried to mobilize the Rakshasa Divine Power within her, but the moment that evil divine power touched the purple-gold Dragon Flame lingering around Yu Tianyu, it actually seemed to have met its natural enemy, curling up in a corner and trembling.
"Devil?"
Yu Tianyu gave a scornful laugh, and his figure abruptly appeared before Bibi Dong.
He extended his slender fingers and lifted Bibi Dong's flawless chin, his gaze sharp as a sword. "In the eyes of the weak, the strong are devils. But in my eyes, you... are nothing more than an exquisite trophy."
[Ding! Detected that the host has completely shattered Pope Bibi Dong's pride. Reward: 500 drops of Dragon Slayer Essence Blood!] [Ding! The host has forcibly interfered with the Plane's main storyline. Reward: God-Level Advancement Pill *10 (can raise a Title Douluo's level without