With Bibi Dong's reminder, Mo Lin instantly snapped out of his daze.
Bibi Dong had been Pope for so many years, and now that she had lost her eligibility to inherit the Rakshasa God's divine position, Mo Lin had nearly forgotten about this matter.
In the original work, before Bibi Dong completely became the Rakshasa God, it seemed that only Qian Daoliu, the Angel God's representative, knew that she was the heir to the Rakshasa God's divine position.
Bibi Dong continued with a bitter smile:
"From the history of Spirit Hall that I've reviewed, Spirit Hall originated from the Angel God. Apart from some Title Douluo-level powerhouses, its earliest members were all believers of the Angel God. That is why, before me, only members of the Qian Family who possessed the Angel Martial Soul could succeed as Pope.
"Even now, most of the elders who joined Spirit Hall before I became Pope—especially those brought in by Qian Daoliu—still harbor such sentiments.
"I have to admit, the Qian Family truly did an excellent job promoting the Angel God. After hundreds, even thousands of years, Spirit Hall's nature has never undergone a complete change."
After Bibi Dong said so much, Mo Lin had already pieced together the full scope of Qian Daoliu's plan. At the same time, he no longer wished to suppress the fury in his heart for even another second.
"Master, wait for me. I'll bring Senior Sister back."
Before his words had even faded, Mo Lin had vanished from the spot, leaving Bibi Dong no time to offer even a word of persuasion.
Standing in the air, Mo Lin's eyes had transformed into dragon pupils, burning rage contained within them as he stared directly at the Worship Hall.
Showing none of the old men in the Worship Hall any