The Golden Rankings Reveal Twelfth Place, Shaking the World!

Long Xiaoyao stood beside Ye Xishui, also searching for Long Yuan.

The shift in time and space had happened too quickly.

By the time they regained their senses, the members of the Holy Spirit Cult had already landed in this unfamiliar city.

Tang Ya moved closer to Ye Xishui.

"Xishui, do you have a secret crush on the cult leader?"

"Why do I get the feeling you're especially concerned about him?"

Ye Xishui's expression shifted slightly.

She did have feelings for Long Yuan.

She had kept them hidden for years, never once speaking them aloud.

Ye Xishui raised a slender finger and tapped Tang Ya on the forehead.

"You're still a child. What do you know about secret crushes?"

Tang Ya covered her forehead and took a step back.

"You only hit me because I was right."

Ye Xishui was about to tap her again when the golden light filling heaven and earth grew even more dazzling.

All four looked up at once.

Tang Ya read the words on the rankings.

"The Douluo Power Rankings?"

"What's that?"

Long Xiaoyao shook his head.

"I don't know either."

Ye Xishui gazed at the golden scroll.

She could sense that the power within it far exceeded her own.

"We can ask Master when we find him."

"But if it's ranking strength, Xiaoyao and I should both make the list."

Ye Xishui looked away, her expression composed.

"As for first place, that can only belong to Master."

Spirit City.

Atop the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong held her scepter, her tall figure bathed in golden light that filled the sky.

Her sumptuous gown stirred in the wind, its slit revealing a pair of long legs clad in black stockings.

She raised her fair face, purple hair streaming behind her.

"The Douluo Power Rankings?"

"I never expected this golden scroll to rank the strongest people across the entire continent."

Hu Liena stood beside Bibi Dong.

Her features were delicate, her skin fair. A short golden skirt accentuated her slender figure, while her foxlike eyes held a naturally bewitching beauty.

"Teacher is a Level 98 Super Douluo and possesses Twin Martial Souls."

"Even across the entire continent, few can stand against you."

Hu Liena looked toward the sky, her lovely face full of admiration.

"Teacher will surely rank in the top three."

Bibi Dong did not disagree.

She, too, believed she was strong enough to reach the top three.

On the Douluo Continent as it stood, only Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi of Sea God Island warranted her attention.

Even against a Limit Douluo, Bibi Dong could put up a fight.

She had not yet finished adding Soul Rings to her Second Martial Soul, nor had she completed her inheritance from the Rakshasa God.

Once both were done, her strength would soar again.

"Apart from Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi, no one is my match."

Bibi Dong looked at the golden scroll.

"A pity I haven't fully inherited the Rakshasa Godhood."

"Otherwise, first place on these power rankings would certainly be mine."

Hu Liena nodded softly.

She had never doubted her teacher.

Just then, thunder exploded once more in the highest heavens.

The golden scroll spanning the sky burst into dazzling light.

Ancient characters formed upon it, line after line.

[Douluo Power Rankings, twelfth place: Bibi Dong!]

[Level 98 Super Douluo!]

[Possessor of Twin Martial Souls!]

[Pope of Spirit Hall!]

[Possesses a portion of Rakshasa Divine Power!]

[Reward: one Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone! Age of all Soul Rings increased by ten thousand years!]

The golden words hung high in the sky.

At that moment, every living being on the Douluo Continent saw Bibi Dong's name.

Atop the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong's expression froze.

Hu Liena stood rooted to the spot.

Only after a long moment did Bibi Dong look at the golden scroll again.

She suspected she had read it wrong.

But those lines of golden text had not changed.

Twelfth place.

Last place on the power rankings.

"I'm ranked twelfth?"

Bibi Dong tightened her grip on her scepter.

"I'm at the very bottom of this list?"

"I've become the yardstick for whether someone is strong enough to make the rankings?"

A vast surge of Soul Power erupted from her body.

The glazed tiles atop the Papal Palace trembled, and the nearby guards dropped to their knees.

Bibi Dong's chest rose and fell sharply as she stood at the edge of the roof, her long legs clad in black stockings.

She had led Spirit Hall for years.

The rise and fall of the entire Spirit Hall rested on her shoulders.

She had cultivated to Level 98 and possessed both Twin Martial Souls and the Rakshasa God's inheritance.

Even a Level 99 Limit Douluo would not frighten her.

Yet the golden scroll had placed her last.

"On what grounds?"

"I, Bibi Dong, have roamed this continent unchallenged, and I can only rank twelfth?"

Hu Liena recovered from her shock.

She looked at her teacher, unsure what to say.

To Hu Liena, Bibi Dong had always been the strongest person on the continent.

Yet even a teacher this powerful had barely cleared the threshold for the rankings.

Bibi Dong stared at the sky for a long time before finally choosing to accept the reward.

A golden pillar of light descended from the scroll and enveloped her.

Dense Soul Power gathered above the Papal Palace.

The Soul Rings within Bibi Dong appeared at once.

Yellow, purple, black, red.

Soul Rings circled her, slowly revolving.

Golden light flowed into them, and every ring gradually deepened in color.

Each Soul Ring's age increased by a full ten thousand years.

She possessed two Martial Souls.

The boost this reward gave her far exceeded what an ordinary Titled Douluo would receive.

Then a Soul Bone radiating blood-red light slowly descended through the pillar.

The pressure of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast filled the entire Papal Palace.

Nearby Soul Masters caught their breath as the Soul Power within them began to circulate sluggishly.

Bibi Dong extended a slender hand and caught the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

She carefully sensed the power within her Soul Rings and the Soul Bone, and her expression finally eased somewhat.

"Even twelfth place receives a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone."

"And every one of my Soul Rings has gained ten thousand years."

With Twin Martial Souls, she had far more Soul Rings than an ordinary Soul Master.

To her, this reward was worth even more than a second Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

Bibi Dong put away the Soul Bone and looked up at the rankings again.

The reward for twelfth place was already this generous.

The rewards for the eleven places above her could only be more astonishing.

Her anger had not faded.

If anything, she wanted even more to know who ranked above her.

"I'd like to see for myself."

"Who else on this continent can rank ahead of me?"

Blue Tyrant Academy.

Everyone from Shrek was looking up at the sky.

The words on the golden scroll left the square briefly silent.

"Bibi Dong, the pope of Spirit Hall?"

Dai Mubai was the first to recover.

"A Level 98 Super Douluo can only rank twelfth?"

Oscar swallowed.

"That's ridiculous."

"If Level 98 is dead last, what kind of monsters are the eleven ahead of her?"

Ma Hongjun stared at the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, unable to tear his eyes away.

"A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!"

"And a ten-thousand-year increase for every Soul Ring!"

"That's only the reward for twelfth place!"

Xiao Wu stood beside Tang San, shock written across her delicate, fair face.

Bibi Dong was the one who had led the hunt that killed Xiao Wu's mother.

To Xiao Wu, Bibi Dong had always been terrifyingly powerful.

Yet that wicked woman had only just managed to make the rankings.