"Yes, Your Holiness."
Inside the papal hall, Bibi Dong sat high upon her throne, her icy gaze looking down at Yu Xiaogang.
The youngest pope in Spirit Hall's history had brought it to the height of its power. Her authority was enough to make the emperors of both great empires yield her a measure of deference.
"To think that after twenty years, you would still set foot in my papal hall." Bibi Dong's voice was cold.
Yu Xiaogang forcibly suppressed the emotions churning within him, his eyes turning indifferent once more. "I came to ask about the method for achieving a breakthrough with twin martial souls. I have taken a disciple who possesses twin martial souls."
A mocking curve rose at the corner of Bibi Dong's lips. "Twin martial souls? Heh, even the Grandmaster of theory has things he doesn't know? Unfortunately, you're too late."
"I have already sent people to intercept and kill that disciple of yours from the Clear Sky Sect!"
Although she spoke of killing Tang San, he was not her true target.
Compared with Tang San, Lin Ye concerned her far more.
"What did you say?! Bibi Dong! How dare you-" Yu Xiaogang's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. He suddenly stepped forward, wanting to seize her and demand an explanation.
A flicker of complicated emotion crossed Bibi Dong's eyes, only to be covered in frost an instant later. "Is he that important to you?"
Yu Xiaogang's breathing grew heavy. He spoke each word distinctly. "Bibi Dong, listen carefully. If anything happens to Tang San, I will destroy Spirit Hall, whatever the cost. I have never had a son. He is like a son to me."
At those words, Bibi Dong let out a cold laugh.
"Yu Xiaogang, I want you to suffer. Not only will I kill