If Someone Like This Could Be Trampled Underfoot, That Would Be Even More Satisfying...

That was a woman.

A woman so beautiful that she took one's breath away, yet exuding an exalted, supreme majesty as though she could trample all things beneath her feet.

If someone like this could be trampled underfoot, that would be even more satisfying...

She wore a dark purple gown that was not particularly extravagant, yet fit her perfectly.

It vividly outlined her flawless, devilish figure.

Her purple-black hair, like a waterfall, draped casually down her back.

Her jade-white face possessed features so exquisite they seemed like Heaven's most perfect creation.

Yet this peerlessly beautiful woman—

Her abyss-deep eyes currently carried a chilling coldness and killing intent.

She stood there quietly, without releasing any Martial Soul or displaying any soul rings.

Yet the surrounding air seemed to have completely frozen because of her presence.

That invisible pressure was even more terrifying than that of an ordinary Titled Douluo!

Ronan slowly descended from the air, landing less than thirty meters away from the woman. A trace of vigilance and confusion flashed through his eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my path?"

Ronan sized the woman up and asked calmly.

The woman did not answer at once. Instead, she cast Ronan a cold glance from on high, as though she were looking at an ant.

"You are Ronan?"

The woman's voice was pleasant, like an orchid blooming in an empty valley, but her tone carried unquestionable arrogance and coldness.

"That's me. What do you want?"

Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly as Soul Power began circulating silently within him.

The woman snorted coldly. Unconcealed disgust and fury surfaced on her stunning face.

"Then I have the right person."

The woman lifted her snow-white chin slightly and said coldly in a judgmental tone:

"Relying on your little bit of strength, you actually dared to publicly beat up Xiao Gang in Heaven Dou City."

"Not only did you severely injure him, you even spouted nonsense and wantonly insulted the Martial Soul theories he spent his entire life researching!"

"Xiao Gang is the smartest and greatest Martial Soul researcher in this world!"

"How could his theories possibly be understood or judged by a crude brute like you?!"

"Since you dared to humiliate him like this, you must pay a painful price!"

"Today, I will break all four of your limbs, cripple your Martial Soul, and make you kneel before Xiao Gang and kowtow in apology!"

Hearing the woman's impassioned accusation, as though her own father had died—

Ronan was stunned at first. Then he felt as if everything went dark before his eyes, rendered utterly speechless.

Xiao Gang?

Publicly beat him up?

Insulted Martial Soul theories?

Yu Xiaogang instantly appeared in Ronan's mind: the man with the crew cut, the stiff zombie-like face, and the habit of bragging to everyone that there were no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters.

Then he looked at the unfathomably powerful, noble, icy, stunning woman before him, calling him Xiao Gang with such intimacy...

Ronan's mouth twitched violently several times. His heart was instantly stampeded by ten thousand alpacas.

What the hell! No way?!

Ronan roared inwardly.

He finally knew who this woman was!

Dark purple Soul Power, peerless beauty, and the lofty bearing of the Pope.

Coupled with that suffocating, ultimate love-brained trait of being willing to throw away her brain entirely for trash like Yu Xiaogang...

Who else could it be but Bibi Dong, the new Pope of Spirit Hall, who had just killed Qian Xunji and successfully seized the throne?!

Ronan could hardly believe his own eyes and ears.

He stared at Bibi Dong as though she were an alien. There were so many things he wanted to mock that he did not even know where to begin.

"Lady, are you sick in the head?!"

Ronan ranted wildly in his heart:

"You're the Pope of Spirit Hall!"

"You just killed your master and took over as Pope less than a month ago, didn't you?!"

"Spirit Hall must be full of undercurrents right now, and that old bastard Qian Daoliu must be watching you closely."

"Those old fossils in the Elder Hall must be tripping you up. You have a mountain of affairs to deal with and a mountain of power to consolidate!"

"As the leader of the largest force on the Douluo Continent, shouldn't you be sitting on the throne in the Pope Palace right now?"

"Planning strategies, handling endless affairs, so busy that you don't even have time to drink a mouthful of water?!"

"And yet?"

"You, the dignified Pope, actually left that mess at Spirit Hall unattended."

"You came all the way from Spirit City to stake out this backwater wilderness outside Heaven Dou City just to intercept me?!"

"And your reason for intercepting me is that, a few months ago, I beat up your ex-boyfriend Yu Xiaogang, who dumped you ages ago and is now fooling around with his own cousin?!"

"For the sake of venting his anger, you, the Pope herself, came to teach me a lesson?!"

Ronan took a deep breath and tried to suppress the urge to curse aloud.

He had now truly witnessed what it meant to be the greatest love-brain in the history of the Douluo Continent!

This woman's thought process was more outrageous than the maze in Star Dou Forest!

Looking at Bibi Dong's lofty expression, as though he had committed some unforgivable crime—

Ronan's speechlessness gradually turned into deep helplessness and a trace of impatience.

He had just fought a life-and-death battle with Di Tian, the Beast God who had lived for eight hundred and ten thousand years.

He had even dared to face a Demigod-level existence like Di Tian head-on.

Now, facing a Pope who had only recently become a Titled Douluo and whose mind was filled with nothing but Xiao Gang—

Ronan found it rather laughable.

"Enough, enough. Stop calling out 'Xiao Gang' every other sentence. It's making goosebumps fall all over the ground."

Ronan waved dismissively, rolled his eyes dramatically, and spoke with utter helplessness and impatience.

Looking at Bibi Dong, he laid everything out directly:

"I don't care who you are or what your relationship with that trash Yu Xiaogang is."

"I beat him because he deserved it. I called his theories dogshit because they were dogshit to begin with."

"If you want to stand up for him and make me pay the price..."

"Then stop talking nonsense!"

"If you want to fight, hurry up and fight. Once we're done, I still have to get home and spend time with my wife!"

"I don't have time to play this boring little game with you!"

"Since you insist on remaining stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Martial Soul Avatar!!"

Along with a sharp, ear-piercing shriek, Bibi Dong's noble and elegant aura vanished completely.

While her upper body remained human in form, her lower body instantly expanded.

It transformed into an enormous, terrifying spider, purple-black all over and covered in barbs and strange patterns!

Immediately afterward, rings of dazzling soul rings slowly rose from beneath her feet.