Spurned by Ten Thousand! A Storm of Trash Drowns the Pseudo-Master!

Bibi Dong's cold, clear voice seemed to possess a power that pierced straight into people's hearts.

Wrong?

Those two words were like two invisible sledgehammers, smashing viciously into the hearts of the hundreds of thousands of soul masters in the square!

Among the crowd, the many commoner soul masters who had just chosen silence because they had "benefited" froze at once.

After a brief deathly silence came an even fiercer uproar!

"What?! Yu Xiaogang's theory... is wrong?"

"How is that possible?! I added my soul rings according to the methods in it, and nothing went wrong!"

"But... but Her Holiness the Pope said it herself. With her status, she wouldn't deceive us over something like this, would she?"

The murmurs converged into a droning tide of noise. Every face was filled with confusion, shock, and a trace of barely perceptible panic.

On the cross, Yu Xiaogang, who had just been carried away with pride by the crowd's "tacit approval," felt as though a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head the instant he heard those words, chilling him to the bone.

He sensed that what Bibi Dong was about to say was the true... killing blow prepared for him today!

No!

He couldn't let her continue!

"You're spouting slander!"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly raised his head and let out a hoarse, shrill roar with all his strength!

He glared fixedly at Bibi Dong on the viewing platform, his bloodshot eyes filled with final madness.

"You say my theory is wrong? What proof do you have?!"

"The results I painstakingly researched with blood, sweat, and tears—how dare you, you bitch, completely deny them with just a few words?!"

Like a drowning man clutching at his final straw, his voice cracked with agitation.

"Yes! Proof!"

Yu Xiaogang abruptly lifted his