The first Angel God had indeed embodied justice, but the same could not necessarily be said of Qian Renxue, who had now inherited her divine position.
Lan Yu did not particularly care about that. He was off to build the Divine Arena now.
The so-called Divine Arena was simple enough. All he had to do was freeze a stretch of ocean into an ice field.
The continent-wide livestream, on the other hand, required some careful planning between him and Bifulong.
Quite a crowd had gathered at the Worship Hall in Spirit City, but most of them were Spirit Hall's grassroots personnel.
Most of the bishops and cardinals had not appeared, and neither had any of the elders except Pufferfish and Snake Lance.
Golden Crocodile Douluo was furious about this.
"Damn them! They actually dared to ignore the Angel God and support that woman, Bibi Dong."
"Second Brother, there's no need to be angry. This is the perfect chance to see who is truly loyal to the Angel God.
"Once we've dealt with that woman, Bibi Dong, we can take our time settling accounts with those scum who bite the hand that feeds them."
Qian Renxue said nothing. She merely swept her gaze over the Spirit Hall personnel who had gathered and committed them to memory.
"All right, you may return. Attend to your duties and keep Spirit Hall running as normal."
"Yes, Lady Angel God!"
Over at the Pope Palace, Bibi Dong was quite satisfied as she surveyed the assembled Spirit Hall leadership, along with several Spirit Hall elders led by Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo.
"Good. You haven't let down the efforts I made to nurture you over the years."
"Everything for Your Holiness!"
Someone immediately stepped forward to flatter her, and quite a few others promptly echoed him.