Spirit City, the Papal Hall.
Bibi Dong still sat on the Papal Throne, her brows deeply furrowed as she listened to the report from below.
Kneeling before her was the Soul Douluo responsible for guarding Hu Liena. He had already recounted everything that had happened on the Extreme Northern Icefield and was now merely waiting for the Pope's decision.
But the Pope remained silent.
In that silence, Bibi Dong arranged every detail the Soul Douluo had mentioned, sifting through them one by one.
So... Meng Chen had actually entered Slaughter City too? And he had made it through Hell Road as well?
And I, Bibi Dong, knew nothing about it.
Did that mean his terrifying soul ring configuration was actually the result of a divine inheritance?
And that temple-like building deep in the Extreme Northern Icefield...
Bibi Dong had never imagined that Slaughter City held another divine inheritance besides the influence of the Rakshasa God.
Could Meng Chen pass the deity's trials and obtain divine power...?
No, with his strength and talent, his chances of passing should be quite high!
Bibi Dong recalled the scene of Meng Chen displaying his overwhelming might at the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament.
That powerful physique, those handsome features, that indomitable bearing...
Inside her papal boots adorned with gold and jade, Bibi Dong's delicate, translucent toes curled unconsciously.
Even she, who had sealed away her heart and locked out love for years, could not claim to be unmoved.
How much more so for Nana?
So Bibi Dong did not blame Hu Liena for choosing to stay by Meng Chen's side.
It was just...
Bibi Dong was truly rather worried about Meng Chen's influence on her grand undertaking.
A deity was a terrifying wild card.
She rose and began pacing slowly.
Bibi Dong felt