A Bowl of Chicken Soup for Bibi Dong

Xiao Yin paused, as if mentioning it casually, yet his words were astonishing.

"Let me tell you something else. On the current Douluo Continent, there are Million-Year Soul Beasts."

"What?!"

This time, Bibi Dong truly cried out in shock, her pupils contracting sharply!

Million-Year Soul Beasts?!

What kind of concept was that?

A legend among legends!

If such beings existed, their power was likely infinitely close to that of gods!

They might even be divine beasts!

Before such existences, Spirit Hall's Soul-Hunting Plan was simply a joke!

No, it was suicide!

Seeing Bibi Dong so shocked that she was nearly losing her composure, Xiao Yin secretly felt delighted, though his expression remained calm.

(Sky Dream Ice Silkworm: ??? I think I just got mentioned?)

He wanted to bombard her with this information, to make this proud Pope wake up and understand how vast the world was, how grave its threats were, rather than constantly obsessing over internal strife and dominating the continent.

After the shock subsided, Bibi Dong's gaze toward Xiao Yin became even more complex and inscrutable.

This man was not only immensely powerful and shrouded in mystery, but he also knew secrets of the God Realm, understood the horrors of the Abyss, and was even deeply familiar with the secrets of Star Dou Forest and the continent...

Just how much else did he know?

An even more unsettling thought suddenly arose in her mind.

She stared fixedly at Xiao Yin, lowering her voice to an extreme, with a tremor and icy killing intent she herself had not noticed:

"You... why do you know so much about me? Some things... I have never told anyone."

Naturally, she meant the memory she was most unwilling to touch—the one involving that secret room, involving Qian Xunji.

It was the festering scar