Tang San's Biological Mother Was Chosen

Cold golden words were branded across the Heavenly Screen like searing marks.

Every character radiated a chilling, vicious aura. The descriptions of their fates in particular were so bloody that they made one's blood run cold.

"Hiss—"

"The Sixth-Generation Pope of that time and space was actually this brutal?"

Qingluan Douluo sharply sucked in a breath, his previously calm gaze filled with shock and disbelief.

Just looking at those words, he could imagine the horrific sight of flesh and blood flying everywhere, sending chills down his spine.

"None of these options lead to a good end. Every fate is miserable beyond measure!"

Demon Subduing Douluo's face was grave.

He had witnessed countless bloody battles, yet he had never seen methods so vicious and ruthless.

"An enemy is an enemy. They should be slaughtered until they tremble with fear!"

Radiant Feather Douluo saw things differently.

Beasts could not understand human speech. Only fists and feet could make them feel pain.

"Is this the Pope your Spirit Hall revered? A descendant of the Angel Clan?"

"With how bloodthirsty and ruthless he is, I'd say he is better suited to inherit the Rakshasa God's divine position."

Bibi Dong's gaze swept over Qian Renxue almost imperceptibly, her tone openly mocking.

"You died. In another time and space, Qian Cheng slapped you to death. You did not even have the chance to resist."

Qian Renxue's voice did not waver in the slightest, yet it carried bone-piercing coldness.

"A person this violent and brutal could become Pope?"

"The soul master world of that time and space was truly cursed for eight lifetimes."

Bibi Dong's gaze grew increasingly icy, her voice full of contempt and disdain.

"Qian Cheng slapped you to death."

Qian Renxue repeated the same sentence, her eyes entirely unmoved, as though she were merely