As everyone waited quietly, twelve Red-Clothed Cardinals, whose status was second only to the Platinum Bishops, slowly emerged from the side entrance of Papal Hall. They walked all the way to the front of Papal Hall and took their positions on either side, six on each side.
The leader shouted, "His Holiness the Pope has arrived."
"Long live His Holiness! Long live His Holiness! Long live His Holiness!" The three cries resounded throughout Spirit City like mountains collapsing and tsunamis crashing.
The enormous hall doors slowly opened, and every gaze unconsciously converged upon the opening doorway.
Wearing a purple-gold crown, a dazzling golden ceremonial gown, and holding a scepter, Bibi Dong was the first to emerge from the doors of Papal Hall, her expression solemn.
The dazzling golden gown fit perfectly, accentuating Bibi Dong's exceptional figure. Red, blue, and gold gemstones adorned it, their jeweled light glittering. Even so, they could not overshadow her breathtaking beauty.
At that moment, every member of Spirit Hall dropped to one knee. "We greet His Holiness the Pope."
After glancing at Bibi Dong, Huo Lei immediately looked away. He bowed in greeting but did not kneel, while his thoughts raced as he connected a string of events.
"No wonder so many transmigrators who came to Douluo Continent wanted to make a move on Bibi Dong. You really couldn't blame them. Although Bibi Dong was already over forty, she looked barely past thirty. She was beautiful to begin with, and with such exquisite attire, she was a young, single woman with both strength and power. Forget ordinary men not being able to resist her—even extraordinary men would probably fall for her."
"After all, most transmigrators had been young people before their deaths, perhaps even people dissatisfied with their lives. They couldn't withstand ordinary beauties, much