Welcome back, Hall Master!

No one was talking in the square.

The bishops who had already received the message also kept these words in mind.

Lord!

This position is above the Pope!

From then on, Bibi Dong continued to handle affairs in various places, but she could no longer make decisions on major matters concerning the Spirit Hall on her own.

Qian Daoliu closed the book of rites and bowed forward.

"Qian Daoliu respectfully welcomes the Palace Master's return!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo followed closely behind.

"All members of the Worship Hall respectfully welcome the Hall Master!"

The Azure Luan, the Lion, the Guang Ling, the Qian Jun, Jiang Mo, along with several other deities, paid their respects together.

They did not hesitate for a moment.

Golden Crocodile Douluo raised his head and looked at Qian Daochen in front of the steps.

"We will do our utmost to fulfill any future orders from the Palace Master!"

The Subduing Demon Douluo held the Coiling Dragon Staff upright beside him.

"Wherever the Lord of the Palace commands, I will go!"

This time, Qian Jun Douluo did not stop him, and bowed forward as well.

The bishops all lowered their heads as they watched this scene.

These worshippers, who rarely show their faces, have all accepted the position of temple master!

Qian Daochen raised his hand.

Get up.

The worshippers stepped back to the sides, clearing the path in the middle.

Bibi Dong carried the long box and stepped onto the stone steps.

Her skirt trailed across the steps; she walked slowly.

She had walked this road many times.

In the past, when she reached the highest point and turned around, she could see everyone bowing to her.

Now, Qian Daochen stand there.

She stopped at the bottom of the last stone step and opened the long box.

The golden token lay quietly in the box, the Spirit Hall emblem on the back of the token partially obscured by her fingertips.

Once it is handed over, today's handover will be truly complete.

Bibi Dong raised her eyes.

Qian Daochen looked at her but did not reach out to urge her.

All eyes below the steps turned to him.

Chrysanthemum Douluo lowered her head.

Ghost Douluo stood beside him, his hands tucked into his sleeves, remaining motionless.

Bibi Dong slowly loosened her grip on the token.

She raised the long box and bowed forward.

"Pope Bibi Dong greets the Lord of the Palace."

As she uttered those few words, a bitter taste rose on her lips.

She once thought that after completing the Rakshasa Inheritance, she would make the Worship Hall completely subservient to the Papal Hall.

As a result, the Worship Hall and the Papal Hall were indeed unified.

The person standing on it, however, was not her.

Qian Daochen picked up the general command.

As soon as the token was in hand, the flags on both sides of the hall simultaneously lit up with golden light.

"Serving of the Papal Hall, paying respects to the Palace Master!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were the first to bow.

The elders, bishops, and knights on both sides of the square knelt down one after another.

Bibi Dong lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the white sleeves.

She did not speak again.

Qian Daochen held the general's command in his palm, glanced at the crowd below the steps, and nodded in satisfaction.

"From this day forward, the two halls shall no longer shirk their responsibilities."

"The Worship Hall needs manpower; the Papal Hall will provide assistance."

"When branch halls in various regions encounter problems they cannot handle, the Worship Hall will send someone to resolve them."

"Since you all belong to the Spirit Hall, then do your jobs well."

Qian Daoliu immediately agreed.

"I will obey the Lord's command!"

Bibi Dong straightened up and handed the empty box to the butler beside her.

"I will have the branch temples in various regions re-verify the matters and submit them to the temple masters for review."

Qian Daochen looked at her.

"There's one more thing; pass it on as well."

Bibi Dong stopped in her tracks.

"What's up?"

The worshippers and elders in front of the hall all raised their heads.

Qian Daochen walked to the edge of the stone steps, his gaze sweeping across the square and towards the road extending beyond the city.

"The Spirit Hall will not only focus on Soul Master registration and Martial Soul Awakening forever."

"The branch palaces across the continent should not remain under the control of the two great empires indefinitely."

Golden Crocodile Douluo raised his eyes.

Qian Daoliu's hand holding the gift book slowly tightened.

Both of them understood the meaning behind those words.

But Qian Daochen's next sentence still made them stop in their tracks.

"I want the Spirit Hall to unify the Douluo Continent."

In the square, a bishop suddenly looked up.

The deacon beside him nearly dropped the document in his hands, and quickly caught it with both hands.

Unify the continent!

Two great empires, Upper Three Sects, and deeply rooted kingdoms and duchies in various regions.

These forces have existed for many years, and none of them have been able to completely suppress the others.

Although the Spirit Hall was scattered across the continent, it never truly ruled these places!

Now, the Temple Master's first ceremony after his return has resulted in such words!

The Subduing Demon Douluo looked at Qian Jun beside him.

"What is the Palace Master going to do..."

"I heard you."

Qian Jun Douluo stared at the steps ahead, his gaze fixed on them.

Bibi Dong also looked at Qian Daochen.

She originally thought that he had only returned to reclaim the power of the Qian Family.

It now seems that he doesn't care about the Pope at all.

What he wants is the entire continent!

She took half a step forward.

"The two great empires will not agree."

"Neither the major sects nor..."

Qian Daochen turned to look at her.

"I'll do what I said I would."

Whether they agree or not is irrelevant; the Spirit Hall should focus on getting its own business done first.

Bibi Dong did not respond immediately.

Unify the continent.

She had had this thought before.

However, she needs to make arrangements step by step, train people, and wait for her to become a god.

On the very day he took over the Spirit Hall, Qian Daochen finalized the matter in front of everyone.

She looked at the offerings on both sides.

No one backed away.

Qian Daoliu walked directly to the steps.

"Since elder brother has made his decision, the Worship Hall will comply!"

He handed the gift book to the steward, his right hand resting on the Mysterious Light Sword at his waist.

"If I am needed in the future, I will never refuse."