Bibi Dong's Discovery

On the other side, Lu Chen had no idea what had transpired back at the Awakening Temple.

He only felt the scene before his eyes changing at a dizzying speed.

To be precise, the golden hues were rapidly receding.

Ghost Douluo's speed was simply too fast.

Carried by him, Lu Chen had no time to make out anything along the way, feeling only the surrounding buildings and light blurring past him.

For a child who had just awakened his martial soul and possessed the body of a mere six-year-old, this experience was far from comfortable.

Fortunately, this process did not last long.

By the time Lu Chen finally regained his senses, Ghost Douluo had already stopped and set him down.

With his feet back on the ground, Lu Chen instinctively steadied himself.

He first gently rubbed the back of his neck where he had been gripped, then looked up to survey his surroundings.

This was clearly no longer the Awakening Temple.

The area was resplendent with gold and jade, solemn and majestic, exuding the grandeur of the center of power within Spirit Hall in every detail.

Although Lu Chen had never been here before, he quickly guessed that this must be the Pope Hall.

He cast his gaze forward.

On a high platform ahead, a noble woman sat enthroned.

She possessed an intense aura of majesty; without needing to do anything deliberate, her mere presence above made one afraid to look directly at her.

That aura far surpassed everyone Lu Chen had encountered at the orphanage or the Awakening Temple.

As for her identity, there was no need for much speculation.

The Pope, Bibi Dong.

Lu Chen quickly confirmed this in his mind.

He knew he would meet Bibi Dong sooner or later, but he had not expected it to be so soon.

Having just awakened his martial soul and not even had the chance to test his innate soul power, he had been snatched away by Ghost Douluo and brought straight to the Pope Hall.

However, this was to be expected.

The martial soul anomaly of Rugesite had caused too much of a stir.

It would have been strange if Bibi Dong had not reacted.

Lu Chen stood where he was, striving to act like a six-year-old child while ensuring he did not appear too foolish.

He was well aware that the woman before him was by no means an ordinary person.

Bibi Dong was not only the Pope of Spirit Hall but also one of the most dangerous and complex figures on the continent. She possessed ambition, strength, methods, and deeply rooted inner turmoil.

In front of such a person, Lu Chen had to be cautious.

Just as Lu Chen was pondering, the high-seated Bibi Dong suddenly vanished.

The next instant, she appeared right in front of him.

The speed was so great that Lu Chen barely caught a glimpse of it.

By the time he reacted, Bibi Dong was already standing before him, looking down at him.

With the distance closed, Lu Chen could see the Pope's appearance even more clearly.

She was indeed beautiful.

It was not a beauty defined by ordinary gentleness, but one imbued with nobility, majesty, and danger.

Her gaze fell upon Lu Chen as if she intended to see through him from the inside out.

Lu Chen knew that he could not appear too mature at this moment.

If a six-year-old child were to remain overly calm in front of the Pope, it would only invite suspicion.

He had to lower Bibi Dong's guard.

Thus, Lu Chen looked up at the beautiful woman before him, blinked his eyes, and said, "Hello, pretty sister."

As the words fell, the atmosphere inside the Pope Hall seemed to freeze for a moment.

Ghost Douluo stood to the side, remaining silent.

While Lu Chen appeared innocent on the surface, he was observing Bibi Dong's reaction internally.

This remark was certainly not spoken at random.

In his view, compared to performing a formal salute or appearing overly terrified, this childish address was far more appropriate.

It allowed him to appear age-appropriate while slightly easing the tension.

As for whether it would offend Bibi Dong, that would depend on his luck.

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong was indeed slightly startled.

It was not because Lu Chen had called her "pretty sister."

It was because she discovered that she didn't feel any anger.

If it were anyone else, daring to speak to her in that tone, or even call her "pretty older sister," she would have slapped them across the face long ago.

The Pope's majesty could not be trifled with.

Yet, when the child before her said those words, she didn't feel offended.

Perhaps it was because Lu Chen was only six years old.

Perhaps it was because he had just awakened a god-tier spirit.

Or perhaps, it was because although his eyes held a child's clarity, they didn't show the fear that ordinary children displayed when facing her.

Bibi Dong lowered her gaze to Lu Chen, quickly suppressing the surprise in her heart.

She didn't get angry, nor did she scold him.

She simply watched the child who had just awakened a god-tier spirit, a hint of contemplation deepening in her eyes.

Inside the Pope Hall, the atmosphere was quiet to the point of being oppressive.

As expected, Bibi Dong spoke.

"Child, release your spirit."

Her voice wasn't harsh, but it carried an undeniable authority.

Lu Chen didn't hesitate.

"Okay."

As the words fell, he began to mobilize the power of his newly awakened spirit within his body, following the sensation from his awakening.

The next moment, a dark purple aura slowly emerged from behind Lu Chen.

The air in the Pope Hall seemed to instantly grow heavier.

The aura, initially just a faint fluctuation of energy, soon coalesced into a massive phantom.

A red-purple silhouette gradually took shape, its golden dragon head and horns radiating divine majesty, while membranous, colossal wings unfurled behind it.

Its long tail ended in a spike, and the entire form seemed to be a fusion of a Western dragon and a humanoid figure.

It hovered silently behind Lu Chen.

The Universe Devourer, Color Dragon Rugesite.

Even though it was merely a spirit phantom, not a fully materialized descent, the terrifying aura was still incredibly clear.

A sense of divinity and ferocity coexisted, as if destruction and order had been forcibly merged.

It made no sound, yet it instinctively conveyed danger.

Ghost Douluo stood to the side, his figure remaining ethereal, yet the moment the phantom of Color Dragon Rugesite appeared, his aura fluctuated slightly.

Bibi Dong's gaze grew even more solemn.

She could feel that both of her own spirits had reacted.

The Death Spider Emperor and the Soul-Eater Spider Emperor, these two spirits were immensely powerful, arguably among the top spirits on Douluo Continent.

Yet at this moment, before the phantom of Rugoset behind Lu Chen, they acted as if they had encountered an existence of a higher order, suppressed by a pressure rooted in their very essence.

Bibi Dong couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

As expected of a god-tier spirit.

This kind of oppressive feeling was incomparable to ordinary top-tier spirits.

Even though Lu Chen was now just a six-year-old child who had just awakened his spirit, without even obtaining his first spirit ring.

But based on the inherent status of the spirit itself, it was enough to make her two spirits react.

However, what concerned Bibi Dong even more wasn't just the spirit suppression.

She suddenly realized that the malice that had always existed in her mind was slowly disappearing.

The change was extremely subtle.

If she hadn't been so acutely sensitive to her own state, she might not have even noticed it.

But it had indeed happened.