Half an hour later.
Inside the main hall of the Pope Palace.
Su Mo rose to his feet and said to Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, "Elder Chrysanthemum, Elder Ghost, if you have no other urgent matters, I shall take my leave first."
Over the past half hour, he had already dealt with the important affairs of the Pope Palace. The remaining matters could be left to the two of them.
"Farewell, Your Highness the Holy Son!" Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo said as they dropped to one knee in salute.
Su Mo gave a slight nod, and in the next instant, his figure vanished from where he stood.
"Old Ghost, just how strong do you think His Highness the Holy Son is now?"
Ghost Douluo shook his head. "I'm not too sure either, but... I have a feeling His Highness may already have attained Level-One-Hundred Godhood."
Chrysanthemum Douluo sucked in a sharp breath. "Old Ghost, that does make sense. With His Highness's heaven-defying talent, after all these years, it would be perfectly reasonable for him to have become a god."
"Enough talking. Hurry and deal with the remaining affairs. We can't disappoint His Highness's trust in us."
"You're right. Let's go."
Holy Son Palace.
Su Mo's figure quietly appeared within the main hall.
With a brief sweep of his senses, he grasped the entire situation.
Ah Yin and Ye Qingshuang were still in their rooms absorbing Soul Bones, while Bo Saixi stood guard beside them.
Gu Yuena and the Three-Eyed Golden Lion were staying in a room.
Just then, a ripple of spatial energy arose beside Su Mo.
The next second, Gu Yuena quietly appeared while holding the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.
The instant the Three-Eyed Golden Lion saw Su Mo, she sprang from Gu Yuena's arms and leaped into