Bestowing Divinity

Not long after, footsteps could be heard Pope's Palace.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei were the first to enter the hall, followed closely by Ling Yuan Douluo, Demon Bear Douluo, and Ghost Leopard Douluo.

Further on, four Titled Douluo with distinct auras entered side by side; they were none other than the Four Princes of the Wang Qi from the Elder Hall.

All nine Titled Douluo were present.

Both the Snake Lance and the Pufferfish belong to the Elder Hall, but they are currently guarding Qian Renxue and cannot return in time.

The group arrived at the center of the hall, looked at Bibi Dong on the throne, and bowed in unison.

"Greetings, Your His Holiness the Pope!"

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over the group of people one by one.

Yue Guan raised his head and carefully observed her expression.

He had already heard from the cardinal about the attack on the race car team when he arrived. Three Titled Douluo joined forces, and their target was Yu Xiaogang. No wonder the Pope suddenly summoned all the elders.

However, given their current strength...

Recalling his previous experiences fighting those Fallen Soul Master, Yue Guan Guan's heart sank.

Those guys are indeed difficult to deal with. Just as he was thinking this, Bibi Dong on the throne spoke.

"I have gathered you all here today for one purpose."

Everyone composed themselves and waited quietly for what was to come.

Bibi Dong did not rush to explain, but slowly raised her right hand, and the mark between her eyebrows representing the position of the Divine Position of Silent Death gradually lit up.

A deep purple light flowed from the mark, gathering in her palm along her arm.

The next instant, an invisible aura of majesty enveloped the entire hall!

The other Titled Douluo also tensed up, their Soul Power instinctively circulating, but quickly subsided upon contact with the dark purple light.

That wasn't simply a matter of Soul Power suppression.

They had never felt this way, not even when facing the powerful figures in the Worship Hall.

It was as if one's own Martial Soul, Soul Power, and even spirit appeared extremely insignificant under that light.

"This is..."

Ling Yuan Douluo subconsciously looked up, his gaze falling on the mark Bibi Dong's eyebrows, and for a moment he forgot to look away.

"No resistance is needed."

Bibi Dong spoke calmly.

"This Pope will bestow upon you divine power to enhance your strength. As for how much you can withstand and how much you will gain from it, that depends on your individual destiny."

The power of the gods?!

The group of people were simultaneously jolted.

Yue Guan suddenly looked at the Gui Mei, who also turned around at the same time. The two looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Having followed Bibi Dong for many years, they were well aware of her immense strength.

Having divine power is completely different from having strong Soul Power!

Could it be that His Holiness the Pope has already gained the approval of the gods, and perhaps... will even become a true god in the future?!

Ignoring the astonishment of the crowd, Bibi Dong gently flipped her palm, and nine strands of dark purple light separated, hovering in front of each person.

Sit down and calm your mind.

"Yes!"

Everyone then came to their senses and immediately sat down cross-legged as instructed.

Looking at the ray of light before him, Yue Guan couldn't help but soften his breathing. He then slowly closed his eyes, gathering his Soul Power and attempting to connect with the power that far surpassed his Soul Power.

Buzz!

A deep purple light seeped into the space between his brows.

His body trembled suddenly, and the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum Martial Soul appeared behind him almost uncontrollably, its golden petals unfolding one by one, slowly tinged with a very faint purple luster.

The others also underwent changes one after another.

The shadows around the Gui Mei continued to shrink and condense, and the originally erratic Soul Power gradually became stable; flames appeared behind Ling Yuan Douluo, and a low bird cry rang out in the hall; Demon Bear and Ghost Leopard's breathing became heavier, and the outlines of their Martial Soul faintly appeared on their bodies.

Wang Qi's four sons sat quietly on the other side, their four streams of Soul Power flowing independently. As their Divinity merged, their auras subtly changed.

Bibi Dong sat on the throne, her Divine Sense simultaneously enveloping the nine people, carefully controlling the flow of every wisp of Divinity power.

The Divine Position of the God of Silent Death already belongs to her. Although she has not yet completed the entire inheritance and cannot fully utilize its power, she is already able to mobilize a portion of her Divinity to bless others.

This bears some resemblance to the process by which gods select Soul Master and bestow upon them trials.

Through the assessment, one gains recognition and is then bestowed with Divinity and power.

However, at this moment, Bibi Dong is the master of the Divine Position, and whether these people can obtain this power is naturally up to her to decide, without the need to set up further tests.

She skipped the test and allowed everyone to receive Divinity.

Of course, one cannot absorb the power of the gods at will.

If something is forcibly seized without permission, even a very small portion, it could backfire.

To bear Divinity in a mortal body requires even more careful control; the slightest carelessness could endanger one's life.

But now that Bibi Dong is personally in charge, the situation is completely different.

She first calmed the power down, then slowly introduced it according to everyone's tolerance, never exceeding the range they could integrate.

After the initial tremors subsided, Yue Guan and the others quickly realized that they were unharmed.

On the contrary, that Divinity was gradually merging into the Martial Soul, and the Soul Power that was once so familiar to him was now experiencing a completely new feeling.

More concise, and more powerful.

They dared not be distracted and immediately focused all their attention on absorbing the nutrients.

This is a rare opportunity!

After reaching the Titled Douluo, each advancement becomes extremely difficult. Some of them have been stuck at their current level for many years, cultivating every day but never seeing any direction for progress.

And now, His Holiness the Pope has actually delivered an opportunity to touch the divine directly to them! Who would dare to be even slightly negligent?

The main hall gradually quieted down.

The nine Titled Douluo sat cross-legged, their brows glowing with a faint light. Their Soul Power fluctuated in strength, but Bibi Dong kept it within a stable range.

Seeing that everyone had gradually calmed down, Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction.

Given her current pace of inheritance, the support she can provide is ultimately limited.

These people will likely only gain one to two tenths of the Divinity in the end; the exact amount will depend on their individual capacity to absorb and integrate it.

However, that's enough; having Divinity and not having Divinity are two different concepts.

The changes it brings are far more complex than simply having stronger Soul Power.

If they can successfully fuse with the spirit and are equipped with enough Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, they will be qualified to attempt to cultivate the Martial Soul Bone Armor Avatar!

Ordinary Soul Master might be stopped by Soul Bone, but this is the Spirit Hall.

Preparing Soul Bone for these elders, while requiring just as much effort, is far less difficult than obtaining Divinity.

Bibi Dong's gaze slowly swept over the crowd, a hint of coldness reappearing in her eyes.

Once they truly master this power, they will naturally no longer struggle as much when facing those Fallen Soul Master.

She didn't lack Titled Douluo, what she lacked was manpower capable of directly confronting the opponent's top experts!

If it weren't for the fact that they were currently in a crucial stage of the Godhood Inheritance, she would have long wanted to personally go and find those cowardly individuals.

Especially that guy who dared to lay a hand on Yu Xiaogang Gang...

Bibi Dong's fingertips slightly clenched, then slowly relaxed.

We still have to rely on these people right now.