"Those old fossils in the Elder Hall pressured me all through last night, demanding to interrogate you and dig out the secret of Living Soul Rings."
Xiong Shaoqing understood at once.
Spirit Hall was riddled with factions, and the Elder Hall represented the absolute interests of Qian Daoliu's faction.
Faced with this heaven-defying Secret Method, powerful enough to overturn the Soul Master World, those veteran Consecrated Elders could never sit idly by.
Although Bibi Dong held the exalted position of Pope, her wings had yet to fully grow, and she could hardly snub the Elder Hall openly.
"So, does Your Holiness intend to hand me over?" A playful smile curled Xiong Shaoqing's lips.
"Hand you over?" Bibi Dong sneered, a domineering protectiveness flashing through her purple eyes. "They have no right to dictate what happens to someone under my protection. I'm merely taking you there to go through the motions. Keep that mouth of yours in check. With me there, they won't take you away."
Xiong Shaoqing secretly reveled in it.
This woman's possessiveness and instinct to shield her own had begun to awaken.
An hour later, inside the imposing, solemn Elder Hall.
The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.
Xiong Shaoqing stood proudly in the center of the hall, his hands clasped behind his back.
Around him, several terrifying pressures, as unfathomable as deep pools and immovable as towering mountains, bore down like flash floods and tidal waves, squeezing the air in the hall until it cracked explosively.
Seated just below the head seat, Golden Crocodile Douluo glared with wide eyes. The savage presence of a Level 98 Peak Douluo took the tangible shape of an enormous golden crocodile phantom, its bloody maw gaping as it poised to pounce.
"Arrogant brat! The Secret Method of Living Soul Rings is an