"First Soul Skill, Fox Charm!"
"Third Soul Skill, Netherworld Springfall!"
Zhu Zhuyun suddenly darted in front of Dai Weisi and met Hu Liena's gaze. Her Third Soul Skill, Netherworld Springfall, could draw out a person's most terrifying memory.
Hu Liena was stronger than Zhu Zhuyun, but pitting a First Soul Skill against a Third Soul Skill still left her dazed for an instant.
And as luck would have it, Hu Liena had a memory so terrifying that she could hardly bear to face it.
"From this day forward... Hu Liena is stripped of her title as Saintess. Qian Renxue shall be Spirit Hall's new Saintess!" On the papal dais, Bibi Dong—the teacher Hu Liena respected most—spoke with trembling hands. Her eyes burned with anger and killing intent, yet she dared do nothing more.
Hu Liena looked around in a daze. She seemed to feel countless mocking gazes falling on her.
You're just a lucky orphan who happened to awaken decent Talent. Did you really think you could become the next Pope of Spirit Hall?
A Saint Son or Saintess was someone qualified to inherit the position of Spirit Hall's next Pope.
But was Hu Liena worthy? Even Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, who had once supported Bibi Dong, had been alienated by her. The only person still backing Hu Liena was probably Bibi Dong herself—a Pope with neither power nor influence.
The blonde woman standing atop the steps turned her head slowly. She gave Hu Liena a disdainful glance, then turned away and accepted the title of Saintess.
Her gaze was full of contempt and arrogance.
As if Hu Liena were unworthy of being her opponent—nothing but a fox lurking in a dark corner, spying on an angel and afraid to step into the light.
No— Hu Liena screamed inwardly. *The