Live Broadcast That Shocked the Entire Continent

Live Broadcast Shocks the Entire Continent

Spirit City, Papal Palace.

Inside the grand main hall, the suffocating atmosphere made it hard to breathe.

The newly appointed pope, Bibi Dong, sat high upon the scepter seat, her stunning visage shrouded in a layer of frost. The papal scepter in her hand tapped lightly against the ground, producing a crisp sound that caused Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, standing below the dais, to shiver all over.

"Gui Mei, Yue Guan," Bibi Dong's voice was cold and devoid of a trace of emotion. "Have you thoroughly investigated the background of that child named Tang San?"

Ghost Douluo knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice, "Your Holiness the Pope, it has been investigated. He is the son of Tang Hao, currently studying at the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy in the Heaven Dou Empire, under the tutelage of... Yu Xiaogang."

Upon hearing the three words "Yu Xiaogang," the fingers with which Bibi Dong gripped her scepter tightened abruptly, her knuckles turning white. Deep within her eyes, a trace of unmaskable pain and hatred flashed and vanished.

"Yu Xiaogang..." She ground her teeth as she spat out the name. "Very well. Since he loves teaching students so much, let his students become the stepping stones of Spirit Hall. Pass down my order; dispatch the Platinum Bishops. I want that child..."

Boom—!

Just as Bibi Dong issued the kill order, a deafening roar exploded without warning across the entire sky of the Douluo Continent!

Whether it was the Papal Palace in Spirit City, the imperial palace of the Heaven Dou Empire, the military camps of the Star Luo Empire, or even the remote Holy Soul Village, everyone raised their heads in panic at the very same instant.

They saw that the originally clear sky was now blocked by a giant light screen spanning across the firmament. The light screen radiated an ancient and mysterious aura, resembling a massive eye coldly overlooking all living beings.

"What... is this?" Chrysanthemum Douluo turned pale with fright and quickly hid behind Ghost Douluo.

Bibi Dong abruptly stood up, the pressure of a Titled Douluo instantly erupting as she attempted to sense the origin of the light screen, only to find that her proud Soul Power was as insignificant as dust before this light screen.

Meanwhile, upon the light screen, lines of characters burning with golden flames slowly emerged. The text was not the common language of the continent, yet it bizarrely allowed everyone who saw it to instantly understand its meaning.

[The Douluo Regret Ranking System is officially activated.]

[This system aims to expose the truth concealed by the dust of history and rank those heart-wrenching tragedies.]

[Today's premiere: The destruction of Spirit Hall—whose conspiracy was it?]

[Protagonist of the first installment: Rakshasa God—Bibi Dong!]

Upon seeing the two words "Bibi Dong," the air inside the Papal Palace seemed to freeze. Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes widened as she stared fixedly at the sky: "Is this talking about me?"

Before anyone could react, the image on the light screen shifted, and a crystal-clear footage began to play.

Within the frame lay a scarred battlefield, corpses littering the ground before Jialing Pass.

A middle-aged man dressed in luxurious golden robes, wielding a demonic sword that radiated a terrifying aura, looked ahead with a sinister grin. Opposite him, a ragged, heavily scarred middle-aged beauty screamed in despair.

That was... the future Bibi Dong!

"Dong'er, I'll take your life!"

The golden-robed man in the image was none other than Tang San!

He saw the Asura Demon Sword in his hand thrust forward without any fancy tricks, directly piercing through Bibi Dong's chest.

"No—!!"

In reality, a shrill, miserable scream echoed inside the Papal Palace.

Everyone turned back in panic, only to see that the lofty Holiness the Pope currently had blood-red eyes, a mouthful of fresh blood spewing forth as her entire body swayed precariously.

"Your Holiness!" Chrysanthemum Douluo was utterly alarmed, rushing forward to support her.

Bibi Dong pushed Chrysanthemum Douluo away, her trembling finger pointing at the sky. The previous ice in her eyes was gone, replaced by towering murderous intent and utter disbelief.

"Tang San... Sea God Tang San... killed me?"

The images on the light screen continued. That so-called "Sea God" Tang San stepped upon Bibi Dong's corpse, accepting the cheers of the masses, while Spirit Hall was completely eradicated, its upper echelons slaughtered to the last, and its heritage degraded as utterly worthless.

[Is this what they call justice defeating evil?]

[In order to become a god, he did not hesitate to use his lover, sacrifice his teacher, and even smear an empress who fought all her life for the empire as the evil Rakshasa!]

[Bibi Dong's life began with defilement and ended with slaughter. She was originally a favored daughter of the heavens, yet she was forced into a vengeful evil ghost by a game of chess played by the Divine Realm!]

Boom!

This piece of narration struck like a thunderclap, exploding in the hearts of every soul master on the Douluo Continent.

In the Heaven Dou Empire, Emperor Xue Ye looked at the decisive Empress Bibi Dong who unified the continent in the image, then looked at the submissive Crown Prince Xue Qinghe (Qian Renxue) by his side, falling into deep contemplation.

At Nording Academy, a young Tang San who had just awakened his martial soul a short while ago stared blankly at the "himself" in the sky, failing to understand why he would become like that. And standing behind him, Yu Xiaogang's face was currently as pale as paper, cold sweat soaking through his back.

Spirit City, Papal Palace.

The tears in Bibi Dong's eyes finally slipped down, but following them came unprecedented clarity and madness.

She had always thought she was the most miserable person in the entire world, defiled by her master, abandoned by her lover, and hated by her daughter. Thus she hated this world and wanted to destroy it.

Yet now the sky screen told her that her destruction was actually a conspiracy meticulously orchestrated by that person named Tang San for the sake of becoming a god? Even her death had become a stepping stone for the opponent to ascend to divinity?

"Good... What a Sea God Tang San! What a Yu Xiaogang!"

Bibi Dong fiercely wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes. Her previously chaotic aura forcefully stabilized at this very moment, replaced by a heart-palpitating wave of dark energy.

She slowly walked down the steps, every step feeling as though it were treading on the tips of everyone's hearts.

"Gui Mei."

"Your subordinate is here!" Ghost Douluo felt the unprecedented terrifying murderous intent radiating from the pope, his entire body tensing up.

"Cancel all moderate policies targeting Shrek Academy." Bibi Dong's voice was as cold as the wind of the nine netherworlds. "Pass down my papal decree: all personnel of Spirit Hall are to enter Level 1 combat readiness!"

"Also, bring me that man named Yu Xiaogang. I want to ask him personally, is this what he calls... true love?"

In the sky, the light screen did not dissipate, slowly revealing the next line of text:

[The regret ranking continues. Preview of the next installment: The angel's broken wing—Qian Renxue, who spent her entire life yearning for paternal love, yet was never forgiven even in death.]

Outside the Papal Palace, a golden figure was quietly preparing to leave. Seeing this scene, their footsteps abruptly froze in place.