With the appearance of Bibi Dong, the entire Pope Palace air seemed to solidify, and invisible pressure poured down like mercury, permeating every inch of space.
However, Bibi Dong's brows furrowed slightly, almost unnoticeably.
It's too quiet.
It's so quiet... a little eerie.
In the past, when she came out of seclusion, the two most loyal figures, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, would be the first to sit down and welcome her back.
But now, there is no one outside the hall.
I can't even feel the familiar aura belonging to the title Douluo.
Bibi Dong's scarlet eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
The next moment, a vast and majestic spiritual power that could not be described in words, with her as the center, swept out like an invisible tide!
In an instant, it enveloped the entire impregnable Spirit City!
Soon, she "saw" it.
She saw all the titles under her command: Douluo.
They all gathered in a place she didn't expect and hated the most -
Worship Hall!
Qian Daoliu's territory!
Boom!
Bibi Dong The temperature of the air around her dropped sharply, and a layer of white frost spread rapidly centered around her feet!
A cold and biting murderous intention soared from her body!
Betrayal?
When she was in seclusion to seek the road to Deity, these her most trusted minions dared to collectively fall for that old immortal?!
Are you testing her bottom line?
Or... they have already made their choice?
"Very good."
Bibi Dong's red lips evoked a cruel and cold arc.
Her voice is very soft, but it seems to be able to completely freeze a person's soul.
"I would like to take a look."
"Who gave you the courage to betray me!"
The moment she finished speaking, her figure turned into a stream of purple light and disappeared in a flash from the Pope Palace.
Spirit Hall, Worship Hall.
This place is the true cornerstone of the Spirit Hall, a sanctuary where time is frozen.
The air was filled with a pressure that originated from ancient times and was so heavy that even the title Douluo felt suffocated.
However, at this moment, this eternal silence was torn apart by an incompatible and new wave of fanaticism!
In the center of the hall, a group of worshippers led by Second Worship Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the "uninvited guests" in front of them with solemn expressions.
Gui Mei, Yue Guan, and the other four core members of the Elder Hall.
In the deathly silence, it was Subduing Demon Douluo, a seventh worshiper with a cultivation level of ninety-six, who was the first to break this strange confrontation.
His sharp eyes, with a trace of undisguised scrutiny and suspicion, swept over Ghost Douluo's ridiculously handsome face, and then glanced at Chrysanthemum Douluo, whose breath was soaring.
"So, what you mean is..."
There was a hint of deep-rooted arrogance in Subduing Demon Douluo's voice that belonged to level ninety-six Super Douluo.
"Just because of the boy named Lin Feng in Spirit City, all of you have been transformed and your strength has greatly increased in just a few meals?"
Lin Feng.
The moment when these two words came out of Subduing Demon Douluo's mouth casually.
A cold and biting murderous intention suddenly broke out!
"Presumptuous!"
A scolding that was extremely sharp, yet so cold and emotionless, sharp and violent!
The one who spoke out was none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan!
His face, which always had a charming smile, was actually covered with frost at this moment, and those peach blossom eyes were as cold as ten thousand years of ice!
"Seven offerings!"
"Please call that existence - senior!"
Boom!
A terrifying Soul Power that far exceeded the ordinary level 95 title Douluo erupted from Chrysanthemum Douluo's body like a volcano!
Super Douluo!
Level ninety-six!
In the past, if he had given him Yue Guan a hundred courages, he would never have dared to use such a tone to speak like this to a long-famous worshipper!
But today, things are different from the past!
He is also level ninety-six.
He is even the apostle who has bathed in Divine Grace!
How dare you blaspheme a mere mundane offering?!
As soon as Chrysanthemum Douluo finished speaking, the five people behind him, including Ghost Douluo, Demon Bear Douluo, all took a step forward!
Boom!
The sound of uniform footsteps actually made the worship hall made of Sacred Stone tremble slightly!
Six completely different but equally violent auras instantly intertwined into a dragnet, pressing down on Subduing Demon Douluo!
Every one of their faces was filled with undisguised rage caused by their beliefs being violated!
"Uh..."
The arrogance on Subduing Demon Douluo's face instantly solidified, replaced by endless horror!
He felt as if there were six ancient sacred mountains crushing towards him at the same time. The terrifying pressure almost solidified the Soul Power in his body, and a biting chill instantly penetrated his back!
At this moment, an old cold snort sounded.
"That's enough."
Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo, the figure like a dead tree slowly took a step and stood in front of Subduing Demon Douluo.
The terrifying aura of Level 98, like an invisible golden barrier, burst open!
However.
What greeted him was the even more powerful and unreserved pressure of the Six Paths!
Buzz--!!!
The invisible collision caused visible ripples in the air!
Under the disbelieving gazes of all the worshippers.
The one who stands at the top of the continent, second only to Grand Elder Qian Daoliu, Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo!
His body, as steady as a mountain, suddenly shook!
Click!
The Sacred Stone floor beneath his feet cracked instantly!
Click! Click!
He actually took three steps back in a row. Each step left a footprint half an inch deep on the impenetrable ground!
The whole Worship Hall was deathly silent.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's wrinkled face is filled with unprecedented... shock and absurdity!
"You..."
But I haven't waited for Golden Crocodile Douluo's words to come out.
Boom--!!!
An aura that cannot be described in words, deeper than Golden Crocodile Douluo, Level 98, and Soul Power, and colder than all the breaths present, suddenly descended!
Boom--!!!
Worship Hall Those two thick stone doors, blessed by the Holy Light and indestructible, were shattered into dust by an invisible will in an instant!
The next second.
A beautiful figure in gorgeous Pope Robe, holding a scepter, bathed in the broken light and shadow, step by step, slowly stepped into this absolute territory belonging to the Worship Hall.
Every time she takes a step, the supreme pressure that dominates the world becomes heavier!
It's Bibi Dong!
Here she comes.
All the strong men present, except Qian Daoliu who was in the deepest part of the Worship Hall, felt a great pressure under this coercion.
The enthusiasm and rage born of faith on the faces of Chrysanthemum Douluo and others were instantly replaced by looks of awe. They all turned around and knelt down on one knee towards the figure.
"I'll wait, see His Holiness the Pope!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's old face was so gloomy that it was dripping with water. He faced the pressure that made his heart palpitate and stared at the person who came.
"Pope!"
"You are so brave! How dare you break into the Worship Hall and destroy the door of my palace?!"