"Greetings, Your His Holiness the Pope." Everyone present was extremely surprised, but out of respect for the Spirit Hall, they had no choice but to bow to Bibi Dong.
"No need for formalities, get up, all of you." Bibi Dong waved her hand, then looked up at Tang San and Yan, who were locked in fierce combat in the air, her brows furrowing slightly. "This Tang San is indeed exceptionally strong; he's actually fighting Yan to such an extent."
" Bibi Dong, what do you want to do?" Ning Fengzhi asked warily.
"Hehe, don't worry, I won't interfere. I'm just here to witness that today's wedding was completed under the joint witness of the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"What are you talking about?" Ning Fengzhi was increasingly puzzled. Bibi Dong didn't answer him, but looked up at the sky, her eyes flashing with a meaningful light, " Tang Hao, now that you're here, don't be a coward. Aren't you even going to attend your son's wedding?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than a hammer shadow suddenly descended from the sky, landing squarely on Bibi Dong's scepter.
As the hammer shadow landed, the air seemed to be torn apart, instantly unleashing a powerful shockwave.
The shockwave obscured everyone's vision, leaving only the appearance of a golden and a purple light intertwining and dancing in the sky. When the shockwave dissipated, another person appeared on the field. It was a tall and imposing man dressed in black, wielding a huge hammer—it was Tang Hao.
He stood beside Bibi Dong, looking at everyone on the field with a firm and profound gaze.
"Dad!" Tang San shouted in the air, his voice filled with excitement and joy. He never expected that his father would appear here.
He directly abandoned the fight with Yan.
When he arrived in front of Tang Hao, his eyes were already filled with tears. He suddenly threw himself into his father's arms, and all the grievances and fear in his heart burst forth at that moment.
"Dad, I missed you so much," Tang San said, his voice trembling, tears streaming down his face and onto his father's chest. Tang Hao gently stroked his son's hair, looking at him tenderly. " Xiao San, I'm sorry, Dad is late."
Tang San shook his head frantically, "No, Dad, I'm already so happy you could come."
Tang Hao smiled slightly, then looked up at Bibi Dong, his eyes icy cold. " Bibi Dong, what exactly do you want?"
"I don't want anything in particular. I just want to see what makes this new son-in-law of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect better than Jun Yi."
Tang Hao stared coldly at Bibi Dong, "What exactly do you want to say?" As soon as he finished speaking, Bibi Dong waved her scepter, and a powerful aura instantly erupted.
Bibi Dong and Tang Hao stood facing each other, their powerful auras colliding in the air and producing a buzzing sound.
Tang Hao slowly raised the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. He took a deep breath, and then smashed the hammer down fiercely towards Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong sneered and swung her scepter to meet Tang Hao's attack.
Two powerful forces collided in mid-air, producing a tremendous roar. The entire arena was shaken by this force, dust flew everywhere, and the scene was awe-inspiring.
Tang San tensed up, defending himself with all his might. He felt a powerful energy emanating from the arena, rushing straight towards his body. He struggled to lift his head and look at the center of the arena.
In the arena, Tang Hao and Bibi Dong were engaged in a fierce battle. Their figures clashed in the air, producing a series of loud bangs. With each collision, an invisible force seemed to spread outwards, making it impossible for anyone to get close.
" Your His Holiness the Pope, I am still here. This is a struggle between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Spirit Hall. There is no need to involve others, is there?" Xue Qinghe said slowly.
"Oh? So, Emperor Qinghe, which side are you planning to stand on? I came here this time to Jun Yi." Bibi Dong looked at Xue Qinghe with a smile.
"On one side is my teacher, and on the other is my younger brother; both are people I cannot part with. All I can do is remain neutral and not take sides."
As he spoke, Xue Qinghe stood up, exuding an imperial aura and radiating majesty. "Therefore, Your His Holiness the Pope, please refrain from harming the innocent. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee that the Heaven Dou Empire will maintain a good relationship with the Spirit Hall."
"Since Emperor Qinghe has said so, then let's release them first. I'm also quite tired, so the wedding banquet can begin."
Bibi Dong sat down at the table, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat, a faint smile always on her face.
Bibi Dong's chopsticks moved among the delicacies on the table, each bite causing everyone present to tense up. However, after each bite, she would nod gently, her smile growing even brighter.
Those present were all astonished by this scene. They had never seen Bibi Dong behave like this before; the Pope of the Spirit Hall was eating so casually in such a setting. Xue Qinghe looked at Bibi Dong, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, then turned to face the crowd and said loudly, "Today is a private matter between the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Please, those who are not involved, leave now."
The people present exchanged glances, yet they could all sense the tense atmosphere in the air. This was a battle between the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and neither side wanted to be drawn into it.
The people present looked at each other, wanting to help but intimidated by the power of the Spirit Hall, and could only leave.
Some people had already begun to quietly leave the venue, unwilling to risk staying. The aroma of food filled the air, a stark contrast to the tense atmosphere.
Soon, only a handful of people remained in the once bustling place. Bibi Dong put down her chopsticks, stood up, dressed in red with a smile on her face, and looked at Tang Hao and Tang San, saying, "Now, only a few of us are left. Congratulations on your reunion, father and son."
Then she turned to Xue Qinghe and said, " Emperor Qinghe, are you staying here to help Jun Yi seek justice?"
" Your His Holiness the Pope, although Brother Yi has some cooperation with the Spirit Hall, he is not an excuse for you to use him to commit violence."
"So, Emperor Qinghe, what are you planning to do?" Bibi Dong asked curiously.
Xue Qinghe slowly turned around, bowed deeply to Ning Fengzhi, and said, "Teacher, please forgive me for not being able to help you here."
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and nodded. He wasn't disappointed by Xue Qinghe's choice. He looked at Xue Qinghe deeply and said, " Qinghe, your decision is not wrong. Now that you are the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, you should prioritize the Heaven Dou Empire."
Xue Qinghe bowed again and said, "This disciple thanks Master for his understanding."
(End of this chapter)