That night, at a hotel in Spirit City.
Tang Xuan stood before the window, gazing at the Pope's Palace nearby, bathed in moonlight. Bibi Dong had inherited the Rakshasa God's legacy, Spirit Hall and the Qian Family had worshipped the Angel God for generations, and behind those two mysterious divine inheritors from today stood two more deities. Four deities in total! What else was Spirit Hall hiding? Tang Xuan pondered.
Sneak into Spirit Hall at night? Although Tang Xuan wanted to get to the bottom of everything, he was not foolish enough to do that. Besides the two Limit Douluos, Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong, there were countless other Titled Douluo experts. Getting in would be easy; getting out would be another matter. He would take things one step at a time. Tang Xuan closed the window.
Dad probably isn't in Spirit City. If he isn't, he should come looking for me, Tang Xuan thought again. Given Tang Hao's strength, if he remained in Spirit City for too long, Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong would likely notice him.
The next day, before the Pope's Palace.
"The finals of this year's Pan-Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament are about to begin. We thank all participating teams for their outstanding performances in the previous matches," Bibi Dong said from atop the raised platform.
"Today, our champion will be crowned. The prize for winning this year's Soul Master Tournament is three soul bones." The moment Bibi Dong said this, an uproar swept through the crowd. The championship prize was actually the soul bones that soul masters dreamed of-and three at once!
Bibi Dong waved her scepter, and three soul bones appeared in the air: a skull bone, a left arm bone, and a right leg bone. All three appeared to be of exceptionally fine