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The chariot continued forward until it reached Spirit City.

Bibi Dong gazed at Spirit City. She had lived here for more than twenty years, and it was the symbol of Spirit Masters across the continent.

She ignored the dense crowds of Spirit Masters around the city. Standing atop the Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot, she headed straight for Spirit Hall.

That was her target.

Inside Spirit Hall, more than a dozen figures hovered in the air.

Every one of them was a Titled Douluo!

All the Titled Douluo watched Bibi Dong warily. They knew what a fearsome reputation lay beneath the young woman's beautiful face.

They had thought the Demon Path would surely be stamped out with its leader absent. Who would have expected Spirit Hall's former Holy Maiden to possess such formidable command of it?

Even so, the Titled Douluo were brimming with confidence.

They might not know what strength Meng Chuan had hidden. But Bibi Dong... she had grown up in Spirit Hall! No one in the world knew what she was capable of better than they did.

At most, Bibi Dong had studied under that Evil Demon for only two years. How much could she possibly have learned?

The news that she had killed Titled Douluo on her way here was startling, but Bibi Dong had always been a once-in-an-age genius of Spirit Hall. Such strength was only natural!

Now more than twenty Titled Douluo were gathered at Spirit Hall! Among them were Qian Daoliu, a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo, and Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had reached level ninety-eight!

There was no question they could kill Bibi Dong!

In fact, if Qian Xunji had not overruled everyone and insisted on giving Bibi Dong a chance to turn back before it was too late, they would already have swarmed her